Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

Ye Lingling poked her head, looked at Catwoman with a strange posture, glanced sideways at Mo Xie, nodded and said, "Okay, I'm here to stay with you, so I can still help you with this little favor!"

The conversation between the two reached Catwoman's ears, and she nervously held Mo Xie's calf like a child who was afraid of being abandoned.

Looking at Catwoman who was a bit clingy, Mo Xie stretched out his palm and grabbed Catwoman's white tail. With a slight force on his palm, Catwoman trembled and let go of Mo Xie's calf, lying limply on the floor.

"If you want her to behave, just hold her tail." Mo Xie grabbed Catwoman's tail and shook it in front of Ye Lingling.

"Isn't this a little bad?" Ye Lingling looked at the limp Catwoman and said, "And it looks like something is wrong with her!"

"What's wrong?"

"Look at the floor yourself and you'll understand."

Mo Xie looked back at Catwoman in confusion. Catwoman's legs were bent, her arms were between her crotches, and she was lying sideways on the floor. Her body was twitching slightly. Unidentified liquid flowed down from the roots of her thighs, soaking the floor and accumulating. It became a tiny puddle of water.

Catwoman turned her head and looked at Mo Xie, biting her lip with her flushed face, and softly let out a "meow~". Looking at the scene in front of her, Mo Xie touched his nose awkwardly.

"Maybe she was impregnated by Rongrong!" Mo Xie took Ye Lingling's slender, white and silky hand and put the tail into her hand and said, "I'll leave this cat to you!"

"How can I ask for help from someone like this? At least you have to bring her clothes. Girls are very delicate. If they get wet down there, they will get sick!"

"Then I'll ask Rongrong for it. She's the one who takes care of Catwoman!" After saying that, Mo Xie let go of his hand in embarrassment and walked towards Ning Rongrong's room.

Looking at the hand held by Mo Xie, Ye Lingling felt that the touch was a bit familiar. She carefully recalled Mo Xie's body temperature. It seemed that it was a little higher, a little lower than the black man she longed for, but there was always a voice in her heart telling her She, the person in front of her is him.

Looking at Mo Xie standing in front of Ning Rongrong's room, she fell into deep thought and thought to herself: He is obviously not the same person, why does he make me feel familiar?

When Mo Xie came to the door, he didn't know that his identity was suspected by Ye Lingling again. If he knew that he would do the same thing, after all, Ning Fengzhi had to be responsible for her if she gave her to him, and he It was inconvenient there, and the only one I could trust was Ye Lingling.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Mo Xie gently raised his hand, bent his fingers slightly, and knocked on the door. The door made a sound of "dong dong! dong dong!"

"Who is it?" Ning Rongrong's light voice came from inside the room.

"it's me!"

The door slowly opened, Ning Rongrong looked at Mo Xie with her hands behind her back, her curved eyebrows, clear pupils, long eyelashes trembling slightly, her fair skin moistened with light pink, and her thin lips slightly open. , gently blew a breath into Mo Xie's ear.

The warm and moist wind blew against Mo Xie's ears, causing ripples in the lake of his soul.

"Brother! You are looking for me~" Ning Rongrong leaned against Mo Xie's face and whispered in his ear.

"Ahem! Rongrong, don't scream, I'm not your brother!" Mo Xie covered his lips with the back of his hand, lowered his head, and twisted slightly to the side.

"Forget it, I'm going back to sleep, don't disturb me!" Ning Rongrong took a step back angrily, with her hands behind her back, her slender white neck tilted slightly to the right, her little head raised high, and she pouted her pink lips. Tender mouth.

"Then scream!" Looking at the somewhat arrogant Ning Rongrong, Mo Xie turned to look at Catwoman who was collapsed on the ground and compromised.

"Hehe! That's right! Brother, what do you want from me?"

"Nothing, I just want Catwoman's clothes from you!"

"Why do you want her clothes? Is it?" Ning Rongrong bent her body with her hands behind her back, scanning Mo Xie with her clear eyes.

"What?" Mo Xie looked at Ning Rongrong with some confusion.

"Could it be that your sisters-in-law can't satisfy you and you're afraid of being caught using their clothes to do bad things, so you're going to use Catwoman's clothes to do bad things?"

"Rongrong, you are overthinking. I left her in the care of Ye Lingling!" Mo Xie said, covering his forehead.

"Then wait for me!" After saying that, Rongrong turned around slightly and walked towards the house. He turned back to Mo Xie and blinked his clear and bright eyes a few times.

Ning Rongrong did not close the door. Ever since Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu moved into his room, Mo Xie had not secretly gone to the girl's room. Looking around, he saw a bed covered with silk gauze and several dressing tables. , there are exquisite utensils placed on the countertop.

The window was half open, and there were several potted plants with buds under the window. There were some water drops hanging on the leaves, branches, and flower bones, and their postures were somewhat graceful. It was not difficult to see the thought that Ning Rongrong had put into them.

But looking back at the Catwoman lying at Ye Lingling's door, she was no different from an ordinary house cat except that her clothes were cleaner and she could understand human speech.

Ning Rongrong came to Mo Xie holding a stack of fragrant clothes and handed the clothes in her hands to him. Mo Xie stretched out his hands to take the clothes.

"Thank you Rongrong, by the way, is the book you mentioned last time still there?" Mo Xie thought of the books Ning Rongrong mentioned before and asked her curiously.

"Yes, brother, since you won't let me raise her, I will give it to you, but this is not free. You have to agree to three conditions!"

"What conditions? As long as it doesn't touch my bottom line, I will consider it!"

"I haven't thought about the conditions yet. I'll tell you when I think of it later. I'll get you this book now!" After saying that, Ning Rongrong trotted back to his room, lay down, and got into the bed. A thick book was pulled out from underneath.

Looking at the dusty book, Ning Rongrong frowned, patted the dust on the book, and muttered in a low voice: "It's only been a few days since I've read it, why is there so much dust?"

After dusting off the dust, Ning Rongrong held the book in both hands and trotted up to Mo Xie, looking at Mo Xie in front of him and handing the book to him.

"Here! This is the book you want!" Ning Rongrong handed the book to Mo Xie and said.

"If you see the ring on my hand, hold the book close to it!" Looking at the book Ning Rongrong handed over, Mo Xie pursed his lips.

Looking at Mo Xie's hand holding the clothes, Ning Rongrong bent down and looked at Mo Xie's fingers. Sure enough, there was a black ring on his middle finger. He grabbed the edge of the book and slowly moved the book closer to the ring.

"Okay, just let go!" Mo Xie said to Ning Rongrong when he felt the ring touching the ring.

"Huh? Won't it fall?"

"This is a space ring. Don't you usually see us using it?" Mo Xie looked at Ning Rongrong with some confusion.

Seeing that Ning Rongrong was a little confused, he thought to himself: In addition to the space equipment he gave to Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing, even Xiao San also has it, but now it seems to have become my patent. Xiao San's 24-bridge Mingyue Night has been taken over by that bad old man. It's been removed, but it's not like I don't know. Could it be that this girl has noticed my space ring?

"My first condition is to have a space ring, one without any problems!" Ning Rongrong squinted at Mo Xie and said.