Chapter 6

"Rong Rong?"

Seeing Ning Rongrong motionless, Qin Jian couldn't help shaking his hand in front of her.

"Ah..."

Ning Rongrong finally regained consciousness and felt a slight fever on his cheek.

She glanced at Qin Jian quickly, and then slipped into the quilt: "I... I'm sleeping."

Qin Jian couldn't help laughing when he saw her such a lovely little move.

He knew his machine had succeeded.

Zhang Xiaofan's story was chosen to enlighten Ning Rongrong on love.

If he can't make her fall in love, it's useless for him to do more.

Just like the ancient Yue who spent three years with him, he almost got along with Ning Rongrong day and night, and finally he was just a playmate.

"Qin Jian..."

Ning Rongrong's little voice suddenly came from the quilt.

"I'm here." Qin Jian whispered.

Ning Rongrong slowly poked out his small head and asked with some uneasy color on his face, "will Baguio live in the future?"

Instead of answering her, Qin Jian asked, "Rongrong, do you still want to hear the whole story?"

"Yes, of course I want to hear it." Ning Rongrong said without hesitation.

"Then I can't tell you whether Baguio will be resurrected in advance." Qin Jiandao.

"Oh..."

Ning Rongrong was disappointed.

But soon she looked up and asked, "do you like girls like Baguio?"

"I like it! How can I not like it!"

Qin Jian said without doubt, "no one likes such a girl."

"I like Baguio too!" Ning Rongrong said with a bright face.

"But..."

Qin Jian glanced at her and suddenly said, "I still prefer Lu Xueqi."

"Lu Xueqi?"

Ning Rongrong deflated his mouth and said, "she didn't do anything. Why do you like her?"

Qin Jian paused and said, "because compared with the vigorous feelings, I want a long and lasting company..."

Ning Rongrong nodded his head and said, "but it has nothing to do with your liking Lu Xueqi..."

Qin Jian couldn't help reaching out and rubbing her long soft hair. He said, "this story has only been told for a third. You'll understand it after you hear it."

Ning Rongrong blushed a little because of his intimacy, and hurriedly ran back to the quilt: "I... I'm going to sleep..."

"Good night."

Qin Jian whispered and put out the little lamp at the head of the bed.

"You... You too..."

The girl's mosquito like voice came from the quilt, which made Qin Jian smile, and then slowly closed his eyes.

This night, Ning Rongrong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep for a long time.

Qin Jian... Increased level 1 soul power.

The next day, when Ning Rongrong got up from the bed bleary eyed, Qin Jian had already been waiting for her in the restaurant.

"Good morning, Rongrong."

Qin Jian said hello to her as usual. Ning Rongrong, who used to rush over directly for breakfast, suddenly pinched: "you... You're early..."

Then he sat down at the table with small steps.

Jiandouluo saw him nearby and couldn't help saying, "Rongrong, you haven't asked grandpa Jian early..."

"Ah... Oh, Grandpa Jian is early, too."

She had more experience in the face of sword duel. With a sweet smile, she calmed him down.

After eating, they all went to the martial arts training ground.

Today's competition will be held there.

"Jian'er, are you confident in today's competition? Lao Gu's disciple has vowed to defeat you four times in a row these days."

Sword Douluo walked in front, turned his head to Qin Jian and said, "and the old bone guy showed off for a few days. You have to fight for the teacher this time..."

"Don't worry, teacher, it's not a big problem." Qin Jian looked up and said casually.

Ning Rong, who had been bouncing along with him, came up when he ascended: "Qin Jian, you must win today."

Qin Jian looked at her sideways and saw her look of hope.

"Do you really want to partner with me?" he smiled.

Ning Rongrong's heart jumped for no reason, but the little girl was thin skinned and quickly glanced over her head and said, "no, I just want to hear the story after Zhang Xiaofan."

"Oh..."

Qin Jian suddenly took a step closer to her, his head almost stuck with her, and then whispered in her ear, "Rongrong, don't worry, I'll win."

Ning Rongrong's ears turned red at the speed visible to the naked eye. She subconsciously avoided a few steps, but worried about Qin Jian's misunderstanding, so she immediately turned back, carried two small hands, blushed slightly and said, "then we agreed that you must win today!"

Qin Jian smiled and nodded.

"Daydreaming."

A cold voice suddenly came in at the moment. Qin Jian looked back and saw the ugly face of Guyue.

He obviously saw the previous actions of Ning Rongrong and Qin Jian.

"With your ridiculous soul power of level 10, I told you not to win with one hand!" Guyue said coldly.

As he spoke, he was still peeking at Ning Rongrong's reaction, as if he wanted to attract the girl's attention through this performance.

But he didn't know it would only disgust the girl

Qin Jian was naturally too lazy to argue with his little boy. He just stepped up a few steps, walked to Ning Rongrong in front, and then smiled and asked her, "Rongrong, in case I lose today, who will you choose?"

Ning Rongrong, who was angry because of Guyue's words, didn't think about it and said, "even if you lose, I'll choose you!"

"Hahaha..."

Not to mention the unsightly face of Guyue, the sword Douluo who looked at all this with interest, couldn't help laughing at this time.

A few days ago, he didn't believe that Qin Jian could reverse the relationship with Ning Rongrong in just a few days, but looking at this scene, he finally found that his own disciple seemed to have special talent in this regard

"Rongrong, you can't favor one over the other..."

At this time, the bone Douluo in black appeared under the excited eyes of ancient Yue.

He approached Ning Rongrong and bent down: "Rongrong, you are the little princess of our Qibao Liuli sect. You should choose the strongest one as your partner."

Ning Rongrong shriveled his mouth and said, "no, Rongrong wants to choose his favorite partner!"

Bone Douluo was stunned, and then he saw a gloating smile on one side of sword Douluo.

"Old man Jian, I can understand your fear that your disciples will lose another game, but it's disgraceful to influence Rongrong by this means." he couldn't help saying.

He thought Ning Rongrong's performance was what jiandouluo secretly promised her

As an opponent who has fought all his life, how can sword Douluo let him: "old bone, this is Rongrong's own choice. You don't want to wrong me."

"This..."

Gutura is a little silly.

Looking at his appearance, jiandouluo felt comfortable. In comparison with his disciples, he was rarely so cheerful.

But at this time, Ning Fengzhi also came over: "Rongrong, uncle Gu is right. You can't be small..."