Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

When the two of them walked into the Rose Hotel, a refreshing fragrance of roses hit their faces, with a slightly ambiguous feeling, which gradually made the blood in their bodies become hotter.

The decoration of Rose Hotel has only three colors, pure white, noble silver and ambiguous rose red. The exquisite environment and the elegant fragrance of roses can easily make people feel good.

"welcome!"

The counter attendant was a pretty girl. When she saw the guests arriving, she stood up quickly and gave them a polite and generous smile.

Ling Bai led Ning Rongrong to the counter. They were so close that the girl couldn't help but be amazed by the two's divine looks.

The man is extraordinarily handsome, and the woman is unrivaled in elegance. They are a couple made for each other.

"Hello, help us open two top-level suites."

Ling Bai handed over a gold card, said to the girl with a smile, and winked at her.

"Ok sir."

The girl didn't seem to notice anything, so she agreed and lowered her head to check in for the two of them.

Ah, this is a wink for a blind man...

Ling Bai's expression froze. He didn't know whether this waitress was really stupid or fake. She stayed in a hotel alone at night. What else could she do other than do bad things? Couldn't you see that he was just being polite? ! ?

At this time, anyone with a wink would say: Hello sir, we only have one room left, I'm really sorry!

Then Ling Bai could naturally move into a room with Ning Rongrong.

Why don’t you understand the needs of your customers?

The boss should fire her immediately!

Just when Ling Bai was regretting why he didn't shamelessly just book a room, Ning Rongrong spoke:

"Don't listen to him, we only need one room."

After hearing this, the girl's hand paused slightly, then nodded: "Okay, miss."

Willows and flowers brighten another village!

Ling Bai tilted his head slightly, and his stunningly beautiful face with red blush suddenly came into view.

"What are you looking at? Turn around!"

Ning Rongrong said coquettishly, her eyes flashing with shame and annoyance.

A few minutes later, the girl handed the gold card and a pink key to Ling Bai:

"Welcome to the Rose Hotel. Your room is on the top floor, and the nameplate is Pink Tenderness."

Ling Bai took Ning Rongrong towards the top floor. The top floor was filled with the highest-grade suites of the Rose Hotel. There were only a handful of them in total. Passing through the red ocean, blue sky, white romance, green life, etc. in front, at On the innermost side of the top layer, the two found pink tenderness.

The door is the same color as the nameplate, both girlish pink. There is a beautiful pink crystal rose hanging on the door, with a row of vertical artistic words written next to the rose:

Pink tenderness, love paradise.

Even though they were mentally prepared, when they saw the true face of the pink tenderness room, their hearts trembled.

The room is very large, covering hundreds of square meters. The furniture that looks very expensive at first glance is carved with exquisite patterns, and the pink carpet is printed with hollow rose patterns.

What surprised them most was the beautiful love piled with countless pink roses in the center of the hall.

The entire love covers an area of ​​nearly ten square meters and requires at least a thousand roses to complete.

A thin pink ribbon hangs from the roof, with a line of large characters written on it:

One thousand and one, you are my only one.

In addition to one thousand and one roses, Pink Tenderness has elegant vases with pink roses placed everywhere. The rich fragrance of roses overflows every corner of the room.

Ning Rongrong walked over, picked up a rose, and sniffed it gently, showing a hint of intoxication.

As the eldest daughter of the Qibao Glazed Sect, in terms of value alone, one thousand and one roses are far less than the countless expensive treasures Ning Rongrong has seen since she was a child, but the various layouts in this love hotel have a strong visual impact. The power shocked her.

After regaining consciousness, Ning Rongrong opened the bedroom door.

The bedroom is extremely simple and rough, with only a heart-shaped bed occupying [-]% of the area. Pink gauze curtains hang from the roof, blocking the hazy, welcoming atmosphere above the heart-shaped bed. Romantic, giving people a dreamlike beauty.

The bedroom of a love hotel, a place with such an ambiguous atmosphere, reminded Ning Rongrong of the hidden corners of the Qibao Glazed Sect's bookstore when she was a child, those colorful books that were not humane to outsiders, and her pretty face that could be broken by a bullet. As if on fire, he subconsciously wanted to rush out of the door, but he happened to bump into Ling Bai who was following closely behind.

"My little princess, we are all here, do you still want to run?" Ling Bai put his hands around Ning Rongrong's belly and lay beside her delicate ears, like a big bad wolf determined to eat a little sheep.

A warm breath stimulated Ning Rongrong's nerves, causing her delicate body to tense up instantly. Her watery blue eyes widened, her breathing began to quicken slightly, and her cherry mouth opened slightly, constantly exuding sweet fragrance. breath.

Ning Rongrong only felt that after Ling Bai said those words, a hot breath that seemed to melt her penetrated into her ears. She had never experienced that kind of tingling feeling in the past 12 years. .

Ling Bai closed the bedroom door and felt the increasing body temperature of the fragrant jade in his arms, his mind swaying.

"Brother, I..."

The door closed, and Ning Rongrong became even more nervous. She put her delicate hands on the big hot hands on her lower abdomen, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's moan.

"Shh!"

A slender finger pressed against Ning Rongrong's lips.

"Don't talk, listen to me."

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips. Those eyes, which were clearer than the endless starry sky, told the peace and joy in his heart.

"Ling Bai solemnly swears in the name of the gods to walk hand in hand with Ning Rongrong from today on. No matter good or bad, good or bad, sick or healthy, he will always love her and cherish her until death."

His voice was gentle and firm, and Ning Rongrong's long eyelashes trembled. Auras of light like star sand dispersed from the corners of her eyes, and her clear eye waves rippled slightly.

She nodded heavily and said: "Ning Rongrong solemnly swears in the name of the gods that no matter whether he is sick or healthy, poor or rich, beautiful or eclipsed, successful or frustrated, he is willing to love Ling Bai, respect Ling Bai, care for Ling Bai, and treat him throughout his life. Be loyal until death!"

The two of them laughed at the same time. At this moment, they only had each other in their eyes.

Ning Rongrong's tight body relaxed, and Ning Rongrong seemed to have forgotten the time. She didn't realize until her back fell into a soft spot that she had been carried onto the large bed by Ling Bai unknowingly.

"Is that okay Rongrong?"

"Um……"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head. She knew that she would completely belong to Ling Bai, but she was willing to close her eyes and wait for that sacred moment to come.

"Well... I didn't mean to disturb your good things, but I want to remind you that there is someone outside the window."

Suddenly, a charming voice with a narrow smile resounded in Ling Bai's heart, instantly waking him up from his charming state.

"Don't be ridiculous, Li Shi."

Ling Bai secretly smiled bitterly and replied.

"You didn't even notice this, just focus on your little lover!"

Kamidai Roshi snorted coldly and stopped answering.

Ling Bai frowned slightly and said to Ning Rongrong, "Wait a minute Ha Rongrong, something suddenly happened to my brother."

Ning Rongrong's tenderness suddenly turned into confusion, and she stared blankly at Ling Bai walking towards the bedroom window.

"Whoa!"

The curtains were opened by Ling Bai, and the bright moonlight spilled into the bedroom through the window lattice, but there was no one outside the window.

But Ling Bai, who had broken free from desire, had already discovered the traces of that person. He moved his eyes downward and saw the man holding the window edge with a pair of transparent wings growing behind his back.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, the man showed an awkward but polite smile and said silently with his lips:

"Hey, would you like a sausage?"