Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

The light coming in through the window gradually changes with the passage of time.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

All the departments and colleges in Shrek Academy have completed today's practice, and they all go out to fool around, go out to fool around, go to eat, and eat.

Dai Mubai had already returned, and the pressure in his heart was relieved by Emperor Xue Ye's promise.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, Oscar and others all went crazy.

At such a time, they are still foolishly going to the college cafeteria to eat...

Looking at Tang San and the others who were the only ones in the academy who could not go to heaven and had nowhere to go, a certain two girls were discussing quietly.

"Irene, why didn't my male god come?"

"Shut up, that's my male god."

"Bullshit..."

Tang San and the others didn't finish their meal in the end, and it took a lot of strength to break free from the heavy siege.

In the dim room, Ning Rongrong had already finished absorbing, and was panting heavily at this moment.

Dao Feng came to her and handed over a pot of water, and said with a smile, "Drink first."

Ning Rongrong wiped away the sweat from her cute little face, the pain was gone, only excitement remained.

The soul skills brought by this 3-year-old right arm soul bone are too powerful!

She didn't take the water from Dao Feng's hand, instead she jumped up suddenly, hugged Dao Feng, and waved fiercely on his face.

"Thank you!"

Dao Feng smiled and said: "There is no need to talk about this between you and me."

"Yeah." Someone prostrated sweetly in Blade's chest.

Dao Feng patted her fragrant shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "Drink your saliva first, and then show me your soul skills."

"En." Ning Rongrong responded softly and obediently.

But when she looked up, her beautiful eyes saw that there seemed to be a bit of disgust on Dao Feng's face, and she couldn't help being a little confused for a while.

Isn't this philandering radish always greedy for his body?Now that he throws himself into his arms, he should be wishing for it, right?How could there be such a helpless look of disgust? !

Had her charms waned? !

Sure enough, stinky men like Zhuqing who is big!

Dao Feng looked down at Ning Rongrong who was on his chest, his face was full of question marks.

What happened to the little fairy?

He didn't do anything!

Daofeng caressed Ning Rongrong's somewhat wet hair, and said softly: "Rongrong, what happened, can you tell me?"

Ning Rongrong raised his head with mist in his eyes, and said softly: "Do you hate me? I'm not as big and upturned as Zhuqing, but I will be bigger and more upturned than Zhuqing in the future."

Dao Feng smiled slightly: "What silly things is the little fairy talking about, I like both of you."

"But I saw the disgusted expression on your face just now..." Ning Rongrong lowered his head and whispered.

Dao Feng thought to himself: That's how it is.

"Idiot, what are you thinking about!"

"Ah!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed softly.

Watching Blade in disbelief.

How could this guy spank her ass!

Dao Feng sighed in his heart: Although the hand feel is not as impactful as Zhuqing, it has another strange beauty, which is really unimaginable.

I really want to feel it carefully... ah!No, Daofeng, you are a pure person!

Ning Rongrong felt a little weak in his body and fell into the arms of Dao Feng.

This flowery radish is too bold, and Smelly Zhuqing is still there!If she sees it back, she might cry again!

However, this feeling is also wonderful...

"Rongrong, I don't dislike you, I just have a slight obsession with cleanliness."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help froze her tender body holding the blade.

It seems that this guy really has this problem!

When he was practicing before, this guy saw that he was covered in sweat, but he didn't even want to help him, but now that he was wet all over, holding him was tantamount to torture for him, right?

She let go, took a step back and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I forgot."

His body was sticky, and his wet clothes were still sticking to his skin, making him very uncomfortable.

Dao Feng grabbed her twisted little hand and said softly: "Rongrong, I don't dislike you, if you want, I'd be happy to help you wipe off the sweat on your body..."

He said the second half of the words while whispering in Ning Rongrong's ear.