Douluo: After becoming everyone's favorite, I am invincible

At night, Tang Yanxiao and Ning Qingzhi lay side by side on the soft pink Simmons bed, covered with the quilt and silent, not knowing what they were thinking.

"It's strange. These two people gave me a very strange feeling today."

Suddenly, Ning Qingzhi broke the silence with a whisper, but there was no response.

He glanced sideways in surprise and found that she was still holding the rose in front of her eyes, her eyes never leaving it.

Ning Qingzhi's expression suddenly darkened, and even his voice was filled with a hint of grievance.

"Is Xiaoxiao still thinking about the person who saved her life?"

Tang Yanxiao seemed to have just come back to her senses. She first exclaimed, then said.

"No, there's no reason for me to think about him. I'm just wondering how this piece of paper turned into a rose in front of me."

She frowned as she spoke, puzzled.

"Is there any need to think about this? This should be related to the ability of his martial spirit."

Ning Qingzhi guessed casually, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

As expected of his smile, he always manages to perfectly miss the point.

A normal person would look at the rose and think about who to give it to, but she was the only one who was looking at the rose and thinking about what to do.

"But I don't feel any soul power fluctuations? Could he be a magician? But I'm not his agent, am I?"

Tang Yanxiao was still racking her brains, Ning Qingzhi rubbed his forehead helplessly, it seemed that if he didn't transfer this matter to her today, it would not be impossible for her to think herself bald.

"vomit--"

He thought about it and sat up and retched towards the bed.

Tang Yanxiao immediately threw the rose aside and patted him on the back.

"Brother Qingzhi, what's wrong with you? Haven't you recovered yet? Hey, you said that person is the same, why didn't he transform one for you too? His method is quite effective.

Now when I think of that image I can think of that magical rose and I don’t feel sick anymore!”

Ning Qingzhi was pretending to retch when he heard her outrageous words, but now because of her words, he thought of the young man wiping his mouth affectionately and turning roses into roses for him gracefully. The scene was so unbearable that he really vomited.

"Isn't he favoring girls over boys? Brother Qingzhi, what do you think..."

Tang Yanxiao wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Ning Qingzhi without any explanation.

"Stop, stop, stop! Stop, stop. It's weird for two boys like us to do that."

"Yes, what you said makes sense."

Tang Yan smiled and nodded in agreement, then she rested her chin on her hand, and suddenly, as if she was thinking of something, she threw back the quilt and got out of bed.

Ning Qingzhi followed her gaze, wanting to see what she was going to do.

But she pushed the door open and ran out at the speed of light. When she came back, she had her hands behind her back and there was a gleam in her eyes as she looked at him.

Ning Qingzhi raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and just as he was about to get out of bed, he paused, leaned against the head of the bed, and stared at her straight in the eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you smiling so happily?"

"Hey, Brother Qingzhi, I'll perform a magic trick for you too!"

"Oh?"

"Look at my hand. It's a lotus made of paper."

Tang Yan smiled and moved her hands from behind her back to in front of Ning Qingzhi. In her two white and tender hands was a paper lotus that was equally white.

But the folding is not very nice, and the paper is obviously torn several times and is wrinkled.

"Look carefully, it is indeed a paper lotus. It is quite beautiful. Then what?"

Ning Qingzhi tilted his head and asked cooperatively, blinking at her gently.

Tang Yan, who had only blushed slightly in response to the boy's wink during the day, looked at Ning Qingzhi with a completely different feeling at this moment.

His wink made her heart flutter like a deer in an instant, and her heart was beating non-stop.

Especially the tenderness in those blue eyes when he looked at her. Normally, she felt nothing when she looked at him, but at this moment, she felt a surge of excitement.

Her eyes suddenly dodged and she didn't dare to look him in the eye for a moment.

She coughed softly, trying to cover up the sound of her heartbeat with her cough, and continued with the next performance.

"Don't blink, piu~"

Tang Yan smiled and used onomatopoeia while closing her palms. When she opened them again, the paper lotus had disappeared, leaving only a sea-blue lotus with a golden heart.

This is the blue lotus that Tang Yanxiao picked directly from the flower god space that had just grown not long ago - A Midsummer Night's Dream.

It has no other function, its main feature is that it never fades.

Carrying it with you or eating it can have a beautifying effect.

"Ding ding ding ding! How is it? My skills of learning and applying on the spot are pretty good, right?"

Tang Yanxiao stuffed the lotus into Ning Qingzhi's palm and smiled sweetly at him, looking like she was asking for praise.

Ning Qingzhi didn't even glance at the flowers, and kept looking at the girl in front of him who was more beautiful than the flowers.

"It's not good, it's perfect~"

"Hehe~ This lotus is called A Midsummer Night's Dream. My father gave it to me before. Now I give it to you. If you think of those disgusting images in the future, just think of this flower and you won't feel disgusted anymore~"

Tang Yan smiled and said this as she crawled into the bed.

"On the way back, I saw you staring at the rose in my hand. I wanted to give it to you, but it was given to me by someone else and it would be inappropriate for me to give it to you again. So I wanted to give you something else. How about it? Do you like this flower?"

"I like it, I like it very much."

"That's good. It's getting late. Let's go to bed~"

Tang Yan smiled and adjusted herself to a comfortable sleeping position while speaking. Then she closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Her heart had not yet returned to normal beating, and the strange feeling made her feel a little overwhelmed. She could only avoid this situation by sleeping.

Ning Qingzhi then looked at the lotus in his hand, and as he looked at it, an extremely beautiful smile suddenly blossomed on the corner of his mouth.

He put the lotus as if it were a treasure into his only treasure bag that could hold living things, and then lay down.

He moved his body towards the bed, giving a large part of the bed to Tang Yanxiao.

Then he turned sideways towards her and closed his eyes.