Come to Douluo, don't you want a relationship

"I was wrong, baby."

His voice was gentle, low-pitched and slightly magnetic, just enough to reach her ears.

Ning Rongrong just maintained the posture of turning her head just now, without looking back or making a sound.

However, she inexplicably heard that magnetic and low nickname of endearment, and the memories hidden in her chest quietly spread out uncontrollably.

Ning Rongrong is 12 years old this year, and Tang Muchen is also 12 years old. They have lived together for more than half of their time, and they understand each other very deeply.

Her eyes were a little confused.

Although he didn't look back at the man behind him, to be honest, he was the one who carried out his childhood.

Memories drift away, looking back quietly.

That year, she was six years old.

The martial soul test was carried out in the sect, and it was as expected.

My martial spirit is the inherited martial spirit of the Qibao Glazed Sect, the Qibao Glazed Pagoda, and my innate soul power even surpasses the current sect leader to the ninth level.

Ever since I was regarded as a peerless genius that had not appeared in the Qibao Glazed Sect for more than ten years, I have been worshiped by the vast majority of people.

But I don't like this. I have no friends, only so-called admirers.

My father is very good to me, and our family is harmonious and beautiful, but I still feel that something is missing?

What seems to be missing in the life of the eldest daughter of the Qibao Glazed Sect is a close friend.

Until in order to deepen the connection with the Tiandu Empire, his father personally took him to the awakening ceremony in Tiandou City. Although it was said to be an awakening ceremony, he only had to follow the instructions and release them.

Stopping outside the palace, my father had a gentle smile on his face and told me that I had to enter alone.

At that time, I still complained about my father, but now it's too late to be grateful. It was that experience that allowed me to meet him.

When I saw him for the first time, I didn't think he was anything like that. He was just a kid passing by. Anyway, if he knew his identity, he would be in awe of him.

But during the subsequent awakening ceremony, it was the first time that my mind changed.

His talent is stronger than mine, which makes me a little surprised and a little eager to try.

People who are more talented than themselves will definitely not admire themselves very much.

This idea was quickly confirmed.

Not only did he not admire himself, but he also teased himself severely.

This is a quite novel experience.

As a little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect, I may be a bit unruly in front of others, but I am not like that. This is just to cover up my feeling of loneliness.

Although he teased me, I didn't feel unhappy at all.

We are only six years old, but neither of us seems to be doing what we should do at that age.

...

Tang Muchen behind him got even closer.

Ning Rongrong was sitting on the bed, tilting her head and not looking at Tang Muchen.

But as he got closer to her, his breathing gradually became heavier.

Ning Rongrong could even use this breath to judge Tang Muchen's approaching speed and the distance between the two.

Closer, closer.

Ning Rongrong felt a little nervous. She couldn't tell whether she was excited or something.

[It’s annoying, yes, it’s just annoying. 】

【How could I feel excited because of this man's approach. 】

【I'm not a bitch. 】

The small fist of his right hand was clenched tightly, and the left hand was grasping the sheets with obvious force, because the veins could be seen.

However, there was a very good smell on his body when he got close.

Like the natural fragrance, it is also the light and fresh smell of vegetation.

This is a smell that she is very familiar with, because this smell is a specially made men's perfume. It is made from the essence of tree sap that has been used for thousands of years. Just spray a little and you can maintain the scent of wood and grass essence for a long time.

The most important thing is that this perfume bottle was Ning Rongrong's tenth birthday gift to Tang Muchen.

This thing is precious, but it is very durable and can last for several years.

Gently twitching her delicate nose, the smell of herbal essence lingered on her nostrils.

[It turns out, I still use it all the time. 】

[Did you forget what I meant? 】

[But I won’t be fooled again. 】

Ning Rongrong was a little touched at first, but suddenly she thought of the good thing this Hun Dan had done just now, and she felt a rush of blood rushing to her forehead.

His expression quickly became cold.

Da da da.

The sound of walking disappeared, but she could feel his fresh breath next to her.

The next moment, a pair of big hands quietly covered her shaved shoulders.

His voice rose.

But it didn't live up to the affection just now, and instead had a very cold tone.

"Let's talk."

His tone was too calm, but it made Ning Rongrong, who turned to face him, feel sad in her heart.

All the negative and terrible emotions emerged in my heart.

She didn't answer, her whole body was tense.

Those big hands didn't leave her shoulders, the thick and hot warmth was always there.

He obviously just held her shoulders, but he seemed to have firmly grasped her heart.

Uneasy, angry, scared.

Emotions of waiting kept emerging in her heart.

Her pretty face was slightly lowered, and her pale pink hair covered her face, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

Only Ning Rongrong knew that she lowered her head just to hide her disappointed eyes and the tears that were already rolling in her eyes.

She didn't want Tang Muchen to see him like this.

She was already a lost dog, but she didn't want him to see her in this embarrassing state.

Tears continued to roll, but Tian Shui's big blue eyes were red.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

It was just a light rain at first, and big teardrops fell on the white sheets, blooming into bursts of sad flowers.

The snow-white sheets received drop after drop of the girl's tears, and within a moment, a large area was wet.

The eldest lady sitting in front of Tang Muchen now has a sweet smile and a charming personality. How could Ning Rongrong be willing to expose her cowardice in front of him?

She stretched out her little hand to cover the wetness on the sheets, but she didn't want Tang Muchen to see it.

The two small hands stretched out together, completely covering the soaked sheets.

But, it's no use.

Tears filled her eyes uncontrollably, falling on her little hands bit by bit.

Quietly in the blink of an eye.

Crystal tears fell in the air, and the sunlight outside shone on the droplets of water, shining with a pitiful brilliance.

Tick ​​tock.

Flowers bloomed again on the back of my hand as white as jade.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

She couldn't control her tears.

[Obviously I don’t want to be exposed in front of him. 】

[Obviously he makes me sad so much. 】

[Why is this? 】

(I really didn’t mean to get stuck here. I was having fun today and I didn’t remember until the end. Then I’ll make up a chapter first. I’m going to get excited today and try to get more updates)