Come to Douluo, don't be a scumbag

"I was wrong, baby."

His voice was very gentle, low and magnetic, which could reach her ears just right.

Ning Rongrong just kept the posture of turning her head just now, she didn't turn her head, let alone make a sound.

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

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

Her eyes were a little blurred.

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

Memories drift away, looking back quietly.

That year, she was six years old.

Performing the martial soul test in the sect, it was as expected.

My martial soul is the inheritance of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, and my innate soul power has even surpassed the current suzerain to the ninth level in one fell swoop.

Ever since I was enshrined as a peerless genius of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for more than ten years, I have been worshiped by most people.

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

Dad treats me very well, the family is harmonious and beautiful, but I still feel that something is missing?

In the life of Miss Qibao Liulizong, what seems to be missing is a friend who can talk to her.

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 just had to follow the same pattern and release it.

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

At that time, I still blamed my father a little bit, but now it's too late to be grateful, and it was that experience that made me meet him.

When I saw him for the first time, I didn't think he was like that. He was just a kid passing by. Anyway, knowing my identity would also respect me.

But in the subsequent awakening ceremony, it was the first time that his thoughts changed.

His talent is stronger than my own, which surprised me a little, and I was also eager to try it.

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

This idea was quickly confirmed.

Not only did he not worship himself, but he also ruthlessly teased himself.

This is a very novel experience.

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I might be a bit savage in front of others, but I'm not like that, it's just to cover up my feeling of loneliness.

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

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

……

Tang Muchen behind him got even closer.

Ning Rongrong was sitting on the bed, although she tilted her head, she did not look at Tang Muchen.

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

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

Closer, closer.

Ning Rongrong felt a little nervous in her heart, she couldn't tell whether she was feeling happy or what.

[I hate it, yes, I hate it. 】

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

[I'm not a slut. 】

The small fist of the right hand was quietly clenched tightly, and the left hand grasped the quilt with obvious force, because the veins could be seen.

However, when he approached, there was a good smell on his body.

Like a natural fragrance, it is also a light and fresh taste of grass and trees.

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

The most important point is that this perfume bottle is Ning Rongrong's tenth birthday present to Tang Muchen.

It's a precious thing, but it's durable enough to last for years.

Gently shaking her delicate nose, the scent of herbal essence lingered on the bridge of her nose.

[It turns out that 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 when she suddenly thought of the good deed that Hun Dan had done just now, she just felt a rush of blood rushing to her forehead.

His expression quickly turned cold.

Da da da.

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

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

His voice rose.

But it lived up to the affection just now, on the contrary, it was a very cold tone.

"Let's talk."

His tone was too flat, but Ning Rongrong, who turned to face him, knocked over the bottle of sadness in his heart.

All the fearful emotions in my heart are negative.

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

Those big hands did not leave her shoulders, the thick and fiery temperature was always there.

Obviously, he only held her shoulder, but it seemed that he had firmly grasped her heart.

Uneasy, angry, scared.

Emotions of waiting kept popping up in her heart.

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

Only Ning Rongrong himself knew that he lowered his head just to cover up his disappointed eyes and the teardrops that were already rolling in his eye sockets.

She didn't want Tang Muchen to see this.

He was already a defeated dog, but he didn't want his embarrassing appearance to be seen by him.

The teardrops continued to swirl, but Tianshui's big blue eyes were completely red.

Tick, tick.

At the beginning, it was just a drizzle, and the big teardrops fell on the white sheets, bursting into bursts of sad flowers.

The snow-white bed sheet received drop after drop of the girl's tears, and within a short while, a large area was wet.

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

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

The two little hands stretched out together, completely covering the drenched quilt.

But, it's useless.

There were tears in her eyes that could not be controlled, hitting her little hands bit by bit.

Quietly in the blink of an eye.

Crystal tears fell in the air, and the outside sun shone on the drops, shining with a pitiful brilliance.

Tick.

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

"Woooooo."

She couldn't hold back her tears.

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

【Obviously he makes me sad. 】

[Why is this? 】

(I really didn’t get stuck here on purpose. I was just playing around today, and I only remembered it at the end. Then I’ll make up a chapter first. Today I’m going to cheer up and try to make an update)