Chapter 12

"Put it on!"

Thunder continued in the wind and rain.

But there was no voice of juvenile rage that frightened the girl. She was so big that no one had ever treated her like this.

For a moment, she was completely frightened.

Qin Jian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He quickly took the opportunity to tie her raincoat and cloak, and then without saying a word, he carried her and ran away.

Outside, Ning Fengzhi and jiandouluo are also relieved.

If Ning Rongrong continues to be so angry, they don't know if they will be soft hearted

After a long time, Ning Rongrong returned to God.

"Qin Jian! You just attacked me! You put me down!"

She suddenly struggled.

"Don't let go!"

Qin Jian not only didn't put her down, but ran faster and faster on the muddy ground.

"You put me down!"

Ning Rongrong kept patting Qin Jian's back and moving, so that Qin Jian couldn't continue to run.

Pa Pa!

He suddenly released a hand, clapped it without saying a word, and made a clear sound

"Don't move!"

Ning Rongrong was stunned

Even Ning Fengzhi and jiandouluo from the outside world were stunned

"You... How can you shoot me there..."

A moment later, Ning Rongrong said in shame and indignation, "you can't touch a girl's there!"

"I touched it! You bit me!"

Qin Jian is also desperate.

Ning Rongrong is still holding back in the storm. He will be in a bad mood if he puts it on anyone.

"I... I..."

Ning Rongrong choked, and immediately his heart crossed, "ow" went down on his shoulder

"Ah! You really bite me!"

Qin Jian was furious.

"I'll bite! I'll bite! Ow..."

Ning Rongrong doesn't let go

After tossing about like this for a long time, Qin Jian didn't put her down.

I don't know how long passed. In the storm, the little boy ran all the way with the little girl on his back.

Although embarrassed, it makes people feel warm.

"Will these two little guys have feelings..."

Ning Fengzhi was suddenly worried.

Sword Douluo said: "let it be. Rongrong is still small. Even if there is something, it should have little impact."

This is why he will encourage Qin Jian to do it, because he doesn't think that such a young age will really hurt Ning Rongrong

"Also..."

Ning Fengzhi nodded

Mimicry cultivation in the ground.

Qin Jian doesn't know how long he ran. He only knows that his steps are getting heavier and heavier

Finally, in the storm, he saw a huge tent.

He did his best, raised the curtain and rushed in.

Rainstorm, thunder and wind were immediately blocked out.

"Hoo Hoo..."

Qin Jian held his knee and gasped heavily. After ten minutes, he slowly slowed down.

"Qin Jian, are you okay?"

Ning Rongrong finally climbed down from him. Her legs were soft and she almost sat on the ground.

It's just been bumping for so long that her legs are numb.

"I... Hoo... Ok..."

Qin Jian's face was sweating: "you... Hoo... Go and see what's in the tent... I'll... Hoo... Have a rest..."

"Oh, good..."

After a moment, Ning Rongrong recovered without much energy, and her attention was soon attracted by the facilities in the tent.

"Wow... There's delicious food here!"

"Wow! And change clothes! And a place to take a bath!"

"Wow! What a big bed!"

“……”

The voice of yelling kept coming, and Qin Jian's mouth slightly recalled: "what a little girl..."

He stretched his calf hard.

After running for so long, if you don't stretch, you will become a lotus root leg

Supporting himself to finish a set of stretching, Qin Jian couldn't hold on any longer and sat on the ground all at once.

"Qin Jian, Qin Jian, do you want to take a bath? You can take a bath here!" Ning Rongrong ran over excitedly.

Qin Jian shook his head and said gently, "you are also wet. Wash first..."

"OK, I'll go!"

Ning Rongrong rushed back excitedly.

Qin Jian shook his head and saw a stove in the middle of the tent.

He moved hard and lit it.

"Crackling..."

The warm fire lit up, and he finally felt more comfortable

"La la..."

The sound of water splashing came from behind the tent, and the voice of the girl humming happily

Qin Jian's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier

I don't know how long it's been.

The sound of water behind gradually disappeared, and Ning Rongrong finally came out.

"Qin Jian, Qin Jian, I'll wash it, and you'll wash it soon..."

Halfway through her words, she was suddenly stunned.

Because in the middle of the tent, the boy held his knees and put his head on it. He had fallen into a deep sleep.

The warm fire shone on his face, red.

Ning Rongrong didn't know how, but he just took a smoke in his heart.

"Tick, tick..."

She walked up quietly and saw that there were still drops of rain on Qin Jian's clothes, which soaked the surrounding ground.

"Qin Jian..."

Ning Rongrong suddenly wanted to cry.

The boy ran here with great pains. He was wet through his clothes. He was exhausted. He didn't even have the strength to change his clothes

But he still didn't complain or blame her for her capriciousness. He just did everything silently and asked her to take a bath first. Obviously, he needs warm water bubble most

"Qin Jian..."

Tears rolled down the girl's cheeks.

"Cough... Cough..."

At this time, Qin Jian with his head on his knee suddenly coughed.

His face was slightly twisted and seemed very uncomfortable, but he didn't wake up.

"Isn't he ill?"

Ning Rongrong was surprised and hurried forward to squat down.

"Qin Jian, Qin Jian, don't sleep. Quickly change your wet clothes! Qin Jian!"

Under the shaking of her agreement, Qin Jian's eyes finally opened slowly, as if at a loss.

"Cough..."

But he soon coughed again, which made him completely awake.

"Qin Jian, don't get sick..."

The tears on the girl's face warmed Qin Jian's heart. He coughed a few more times and said, "Rong Rong, don't worry, I'm not sick, cough..."

"I haven't said yet. Obviously I've been coughing." Ning Rongrong cried.

"No..."

Qin Jian showed a gentle smile: "I'm just overdrawn. I'll be fine after a night's rest."

"Ah? Is that so?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned, and then suddenly thought of something and urged: "go and take off your clothes and take a bath, or you will get sick even if you don't get sick now."

"OK..."

Qin Jian promised and slowly stood up with his knees.

After exhaustion, I fell asleep for a period of time, and my body looked even more tired.

Ning Rongrong looked at his shaky appearance, helped him to the back, and then turned to the front.

"Wow..."

Soon there was a heavy splash. Qin Jian finally soaked in the bath.

"Ah?"

Ning Rongrong was suddenly stunned, and then his full blush melted on his cheeks.

"He... He... He didn't change the water in the bath..."