Douluo's Opening Confession to the Female Pope

Both parties got the answers they wanted, and they talked happily.

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It was night, and Lin Langtian was arranged into a big villa.

While practicing Ghost Shadow Mistracking, there was a knock on the door, and the soul master of Wuhun Hall opened the door for him. The person who came was Ning Rongrong. She was holding a pot of hangover soup, and she smiled and said that she wanted to ask Lin Langtian to make amends.

The soul master didn't suspect him, so he let Ning Rongrong in.

Laughing secretly for a while, Ning Rongrong sorted out her complexion, she looked very natural, and then walked to the training site, seeing the shirtless Lin Langtian, her cheeks were slightly flushed.

She called out in a pretty way: "Your Highness, Holy Son, this is the hangover soup I cooked for you, as my apology."

Lin Langtian glanced at her, and said lightly, "Just let it go."

Then he continued to move around in the field.

Afterimages swept up.

Ning Rongrong sat on the steps, hugged her knees with her arms, and waited for Lin Langtian to finish his practice.

Chapter 97 The Awakening of Ning Rongrong

The night is dim and the moon hangs high.Ning Rongrong's small head moved little by little, and a gap was stubbornly left in the eyelids, obviously extremely sleepy, and there was still a glistening stream of water hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Half asleep and half awake, she was angrily speaking indistinct words.

"Stinky dad...he insists on me giving him...hangover soup...huh, I just...I don't know how to listen...I want to apologize...huh...there is no way..."

Tread-tap-

A sound of footsteps approaching, Ning Rongrong opened his hazy eyes vigilantly, yawned a long time, pouted and said, "You're finally done, should you drink the hangover soup first?"

Ning Rongrong blinked her big watery eyes, and handed the hangover soup to Lin Langtian's mouth.

Hangover soup is indeed hangover soup, but with more condiments.

If you drink it, you will have diarrhea.

The corners of Lin Langtian's mouth turned up slightly, he shook his head and said, "I'm not drunk."

"What do you mean?" Ning Rongrong became energetic all of a sudden, Lin Langtian's words echoed in his ears, and he stared at Lin Langtian with burning eyes.

"I don't need hangover soup."

Lin Langtian said lightly.

"!!!"

Visible to the naked eye, the expression on Ning Rongrong's face collapsed, his mouth slightly opened, and he looked straight at Lin Langtian, "How can you do this? I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

After waiting for several hours, Ning Rongrong worked extremely hard.

Now Lin Langtian said no to drinking?

Ning Rongrong's nose became sore, her eyes turned red, and she flattened her mouth and said, "No! You must drink it. I boiled it for you with my own hands. You said you would forgive me, so you must drink it all!"

With a smile, Lin Langtian turned and left, "It's getting late, you should leave first."

"..."

Looking at the back of Lin Langtian who left without hesitation, Ning Rongrong bit her red lips tightly, waiting for the anger all night, burning hot in her chest, "Lin Langtian! You bastard!"

woohoo hoo...

The hangover soup in her hand was thrown out by her directly.

Falling at Lin Langtian's feet, the soup and broken porcelain splashed all around, but when they approached Lin Langtian's body, they remained strangely still.

Ning Rongrong stomped on her little leather boots, and stretched her arms to block Lin Langtian.

"how could you do this?!"

"You should know what's in that soup." Lin Langtian glanced at her calmly, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, he didn't need to guess, would the charming young lady wait for him for nothing?

However, the angry Ning Rongrong didn't listen at all.

It was the first time to make soup for others, although it was for a small revenge, but I waited all night!

In the end, she was teased and questioned, Ning Rongrong's tender body trembled slightly with anger, tears welled in her eyes, but she managed not to fall, and took a step forward to slap Lin Langtian's face.

But as soon as he made his shot, it stopped in mid-air by a strange coincidence.

Pointing at Lin Langtian with a finger.

This posture is exactly what he did when he was punished at the auction that day.

Ning Rongrong's chest heaved, and he scolded loudly: "Bastard Lin Langtian! Others are afraid of you, but my mother is not afraid of you! I, I, I... I will never let my father listen to you! You are just one..."

The two fingertips touch again.

The cold touch from her fingertips made Ning Rongrong stop talking, she didn't even notice it, she actually had a sense of anticipation in her heart.

A cold and spine-chilling soul power entered her body.

"Oh..."

A trembling numbness started from the tailbone, spread upwards along the cervical spine, and spread around. Ning Rongrong tightly closed his legs and rubbed them slightly, a faint blush quietly floated up.