Come to Douluo, don't be a scumbag

(Recently reviewing the final exam, and have not saved the manuscript, usually updated in the afternoon or evening)

"Zhuqing, open the door."

A soft and warm voice came from the door.

They were all familiar with this voice, it was the voice of little princess Ning Rongrong.

Tang Muchen and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other, and they both saw the ambiguity in each other's eyes.

He blinked, indicating whether he should avoid it for a while, and let the two of them talk.

I still feel that Ning Rongrong and Gu Yuena just knew the existence of each other, and then they knew the existence of the fourth person. It might be a bit wrong, it would cause relatively huge problems, and it might also affect my sexual life.

However, this approach may make Zhu Zhuqing feel very uncomfortable.

Because this kind of practice shows that she didn't get the title she gave, and she might be hurt a little, and it's not certain whether she will be blackened or not.

【Of course I thought too much, how could Zhu Zhuqing be so cold and black. 】

【However, she is very attached to herself now, so it's hard to judge. 】

Naturally, Tang Muchen didn't want to have a showdown with Ning Rongrong here, but what was more important was Zhu Zhuqing's thoughts.

If Zhu Zhuqing wants to stay here by himself, then he will face it with her.

If you don't want to, just hide somewhere.

[Sure enough, although I am a love monster, I am not a bastard. 】

Tang Muchen felt a little complacent.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the sign in his eyes, but still shook his head.

"Let me talk to her and see."

"I'll see what she thinks."

Although the tone is not high, it is very firm.

As she said this, she moved her cherry lips and kissed his lips lightly.

Feeling his charming masculine scent, she was a little intoxicated.

"You find a place to hide first."

There was a little more coquettishness in the tone that was hard to hear.

There was a slight blush on his face.

"okay."

Tang Muchen also returned a light kiss, just stroking his lips slightly, feeling moist and satisfied.

【I must say, I must say, Zhu Zhuqing with a flushed face is beyond cute, what a kitten. 】

The two looked around and thought it would be better to enter the bathroom.

Tang Muchen thinks it's okay, at least it's better than hiding in the closet, and he's not here to do something shameful, although it does seem to be a bit shameful.

But hiding in the closet will lower your composure.

It's a little better in the bathroom, at least I'm like the so-called secret agent in those TV dramas, you know, many spies get the information in the bathroom.

When Zhu Zhuqing was wrapped in a bath towel and went to open the door, he finally stretched out his big hand and squeezed his round buttocks gently, smiled, and closed the bathroom door.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't look back, but her pretty face blushed even more.

[It hurts so much. 】

[Will it be red? 】

[I don't hate such rough treatment. 】

What she thought about was this kind of embarrassing thing, and then she adjusted her clothes to make herself look more natural, and opened the door after confirming.

pat.

Isn't the youthful and beautiful Rongrong lovely ghost at the door?

The pale pink hair is randomly placed on the shoulders, and a pair of small leather shoes are constantly changing positions, and the left jio is touching the ground for a while, and changing for a while.

Xuenen's calf looks so attractive.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she said angrily, "Zhuqing, why did it take you so long to open the door."

Before she could speak, her expression changed again: "Zhuqing, your face is so red."

A pair of evil hands pinched her pretty face directly.

"It's so hot."

Her expression was a little surprised.

"I just took a shower."

Zhu Zhuqing said with a slight smile.

"I don't think so, it's obviously a girl's shyness."

The expression on Ning Rongrong's face was somewhat teasing.

"Let's go in first. You can't let other men see you even if you are wrapped in a bath towel, especially that bastard Tang Muchen."

After specifying Dao's surname, Ning Rongrong scolded Tang Muchen first, which made him twitch in the bathroom with hatred, you are really getting better and better, I will find a chance to beat you up later**, Let's see who calls daddy first.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, and opened the door a little wider, making it easier for Ning Rongrong to enter.

Ning Rongrong walked in, felt the lingering fragrance, and thought to himself: "I'm really taking a bath, it seems that the bad guy has never been here."

【In such a short time, you can't enter the bathroom. 】

[I do know that Zhuqing's bathing time is about a quarter of an hour. 】

【Then, it is also convenient for me to negotiate with Zhuqing. 】

Sitting skillfully on Zhuqing's bed, she patted the snow-white sheets like a landlord.

"Come, come, Zhuqing sit down."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the pretty girl in front of him skillfully making this gesture, and couldn't help three black lines appearing on his head: "You really look more and more like a grandpa."

She complained, completely forgetting that there was a guy in the bathroom listening.

[Oh my god, it's a short lifespan. 】

[The little cat's taunting tone is unheard of. 】

[And how cute little Rong Rong looks like an old prostitute. 】

In Tang Muchen's heart, it seemed that he had imagined it.

Ning Rongrong, who was wearing a son's suit, called Zhu Zhuqing to come over and warm the bed with a face like a second uncle.

Don't tell me, it's really similar.

Now Ning Rongrong is wearing good clothes, while Zhu Zhuqing is surrounded by bath towels.

[The next step will not be the kind of flirting session that everyone loves. 】

It is said that the love monster always has such bad thoughts.

In the room on the other side, it seems that the stage is in full swing according to Tang Muchen's idea.

Of course Zhu Zhuqing did not reject Ning Rongrong's words, and sat beside her wrapped in a bath towel.

With wet black hair on her shoulders, big moist eyes, and a delicate face, she looks like a pitiful beauty, and she is also a fresh beauty of ancient style.

It's just that Ning Rongrong looked at the girl in front of her with an unbelievably big breast, which made her feel a little sad.

"How come you are so big."

Ning Rongrong groaned a little unbearably, and then a little pig pounced on the food.

Relying on the good flexibility that he usually exercised, he threw Zhu Zhuqing who was showing tender shoulders in one fell swoop.

"what."

She exclaimed in a low voice.

Then the two girls started to fight, and the whole room was filled with happy girls' voices, which were mixed with a few panting sounds, which we won't mention for now.

On the contrary, it was Tang Muchen in the bathroom who heard some animal blood boil.

"Hey guy, why not me."

So he quietly listened to their fights.

The charm in my heart can't be dissipated no matter what.

The silver bell-like laughter and low voices of resistance from the girls outside, and the occasional voice of one person overpowering the other.

Tang Muchen listened, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

At this time, there was only tenderness on his face.

"We get along very well, Rongrong and Zhuqing."

"very nice."