Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

The little hand was already around Dao Feng's waist.

This time Zhu Zhuqing couldn't bear it anymore, walked over and pulled Ning Rongrong's sleeve, and said softly: "Rongrong!"

Although the voice was soft, there was anger in it.

Ning Rongrong quickly withdrew her hand like a frightened kitten, and stopped pouting.

It's just that the neck of the brush is pink.

"I, I, I...Zhuqing, don't get me wrong!"

She covered her face and ran away.

Zhu Zhuqing watched Ning Rongrong run away in despair, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

But when he looked back at Daofeng, his eyes were full of resentment, how could he be so close to Rongrong in front of her? !

Blade smelled of vinegar.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing with his arms folded in front of his chest, Daofeng teased softly: "Are you jealous?"

Zhu Zhuqing lowered his head and hummed lightly.

Suddenly she exclaimed.

Because a pair of hands embraced her flexible and hot willow waist, with the force of that hand, she fell into the arms of the whole Daofeng.

Him, what is he going to do? !

The skin of the two was pressed tightly together.

Zhu Zhuqing felt that his heart was about to jump out.

She could even hear the heartbeat and breathing of herself and Blade.

He's in great shape.

she thinks.

Her body stiffened for a while, and then she relaxed, pushing the hand on Dao Feng's tough and elastic chest, hesitating for a while.

In the end, I chose to obey my heart.

Her hands also wrapped around Dao Feng's waist.

His face was lightly pressed between Dao Feng's chest and neck.

He smells so good.

She felt something was wrong with herself, listening to his heartbeat, smelling his body fragrance, and clinging to him tightly.

Her body couldn't help becoming slightly hot, and some pictures that would be embarrassing to say the least flashed in her mind.

"Zhuqing, are you thinking of some bad things?"

Chapter 220 Welcome the Pope! !

The next day was the opening ceremony of the second round of knockout rounds.

During the meeting, Dao Feng heard that the Pope of Wuhun Temple would also be present.

Your Majesty the Pope!

Dao Feng sighed in his heart how big his thighs are!

If he could hug the beautiful legs of His Majesty the Pope, it could be said that he could walk sideways in this Douluo Continent as long as he didn't die.

It's just that none of this matters.

Dao Feng looked at Ning Rongrong who was sitting next to him, closely next to him, he was very puzzled.

According to his understanding of Little Fairy's personality, she shouldn't have reacted like this today!

She should wait for herself, look at herself with disdain, hate herself, and find trouble to embarrass herself.

And she won't look good towards Zhu Zhuqing either!

But now she...

Could it be that his perception was wrong yesterday?Isn't this girl hiding there and peeping?

impossible? !

But her reaction was so weird!

Dao Feng looked at Zhu Zhuqing, Dao Feng didn't see anything unusual on her face.

So what exactly happened?

Daofeng is puzzled!

"Blade, come on, open your mouth, and eat grapes."

Dao Feng watched as Ning Rongrong picked up the grapes on the table and peeled them after untold hardships.

I thought it was peeled by her for herself, but I didn't expect it to be for myself.

This made Dao Feng very moved...