Chapter 201

"You... You bastard..."

Ning Rongrong ruthlessly frustrated the tears on his face, shook off Qin Jian's hand, turned and left.

But the next moment, a warm embrace hugged her from behind.

"Rongrong... Don't go..."

The warm breath sprayed on the glittering and translucent earlobes, which made Ning Rongrong's tears come out all at once.

"You let go of me... Let go of me..."

Ning Rongrong struggled insincerely, but Qin Jianyue held him tighter and tighter.

"Rong Rong..."

Qin Jian suddenly released his arms, but before Ning Rongrong could escape, he took her hand and let her face herself, and then... He hugged her again!

"No... no!"

Ning Rongrong, who thought he would vomit blood, subconsciously broke free, but he didn't expect Qin Jian to hold it so tightly.

"Let me go! Let me go! You'll get hurt and spit blood!"

Qin Jian ignored Ning Rongrong's struggle. He held her in his arms and said in a low voice, "even if I die... I don't want to let you go!"

Ning Rongrong's anger and grievances suddenly disappeared, leaving only a soft little heart beating.

At the next moment, they opened their distance slightly, and then pasted it with a hot soft paste. Ning Rongrong opened his eyes.

She subconsciously struggled again, but found that Qin Jian didn't show any difference. This hug and kiss... Nothing!

"It's nice... I can hug you... I can kiss you..."

After a long kiss, Qin Jian gently touched her forehead with the tip of his nose.

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong was immersed in the hug of the two people after more than two years. He was in a trance and his eyes were blurred. The whole person was like bathing in a hot spring. He was so comfortable that he just wanted to sleep over.

"Brother Jian, why did you do that with Zhuqing?"

Finally, Ning Rongrong's idea came back to what she cared about most.

Qin Jian opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

Although he was almost pushed back, as if the responsibility was not on him, he couldn't say such a shameful thing

Ning Rongrong looked at the way he wanted to talk and stopped. His big eyes blinked. Suddenly his hands stroked his chest and said, "you didn't take the initiative, did you?"

Qin Jian: "

Ning Rongrong's eyes slowly became dangerous: "that is to say... Even if Zhuqing steals... And he steals on his own initiative. After that, I have to comfort her with green?"

She fiercely pushed Qin Jian away and rushed to the door.

But when he was about to step out of the door, he was pulled back by Qin Jian and fell into his arms.

"Rongrong, you're going to go back to her in the middle of the night?" Qin Jian helplessly hugged her.

Ning Rongrong patted his chest with hatred and said, "are you protecting her now?!"

Qin Jian stroked his forehead: "Rongrong, this kind of thing can't be blamed on her alone..."

"Then tell me... How did you start?"

Ning Rongrong pointed to his chest and his eyes were filled with murderous spirit.

"Er... Just... Um... That what... She pushed me... Um..." Qin Jian said and covered his face.

"Brother Jian, I don't believe your self-control is so poor..."

Ning Rongrong's finger turned around on him. His other hand took out a dagger and said leisurely, "brother Jian, don't you want a small head?"

Qin Jian was all over and said decisively, "she ate a whole bag of cat mint."

Zhu Qing, Zhu Qing, forgive me for your future happiness

"Cat mint? A whole bag?"

Ning Rongrong's whole head was covered with question marks, but soon she remembered Zhu Zhuqing's enthusiasm after eating several pieces of cat Mint in the soul fighting field, and the corners of her eyes twitched slightly: "she really fought for her dedication... I... Admire..."

Qin Jian is ashamed.

Ning Rongrong's eyes drifted for a moment, and suddenly looked up at him: "brother Jian, obviously I'm the first. How can you let her do it first?"

Qin Jian's face was full of sweat: "you were too young at that time..."

"Is she very old now? Zhuqing is still younger than me!"

Ning Rongrong akimbo said, "I don't think you're talking about being young?"

"It's not age. What can it be... Uh..."

Qin Jian suddenly stopped, his eyes moved uncontrollably, his eyes turned slightly, and he quickly took them back.

But his little move obviously failed to escape Ning Rongrong's eyes. She immediately looked like she wanted to cry: "you really think I'm small... Sobbing..."

"No, Rong Rong..."

Qin Jian shook his head slowly and said in a low voice, "no, Rongrong, I just don't want to hurt you..."

His words made Ning Rongrong tilt his head in some confusion: "what does this have to do with not wanting to hurt me?"

Qin Jian picked up her smooth and tender face, looked into her eyes and said seriously, "think about our situation at that time. If we separated after that relationship, what would you think of me? A scum man who ran away after eating dry wipe?"

Ning Rongrong thought a little and realized that what Qin Jian said was true. It has nothing to do with being small. After all, there is soul power in this continent. It is normal to be precocious.

But the situation of the two of them at that time, if they were separated again, it would be very difficult for her not to doubt that Qin Jian was a scum man.

Later, she could understand her true heart and choose complete trust because Qin Jian didn't ask for any return for everything he did at that time, whether hunting soul animals for her or exchanging fairy herbs for her.

Paying without return is the key to supporting Ning Rongrong to go now and even tolerate the existence of others.

If something happens at that time, their first love is no longer pure

"Well, smelly man, I believe you." Ning Rongrong waved, seemingly magnanimous.

Qin Jian was speechless: "believe me, still smelly man?"

"Hum, in principle, I should forgive you, but women can be unreasonable. Don't you know?"

Ning Rongrong naturally raised his chin: "I'm just unhappy!"

What can Qin Jian say at this time? Of course, kiss it!

The fool continued to discuss with her whether it should be right or not! It's not Qiongyao Opera!

"Well..."

As expected, it was soft with a kiss. Ning Rongrong's small appearance that he hated immediately became as soft as water.

Qin Jian, who focused on gnawing, didn't find a small foot behind his heel, and then tripped hard

Bang!

Qin Jian fell down on the bed, Ning Rongrong rode on him, pressed his chest with his hands, and said, "why should she catch up from behind, I... Want it!"

It's not the first time for them to roll the sheets. Ning Rongrong is very familiar with it, but what they do after rolling needs Qin Jian's experience.

Whether it's the beautiful snow mountains or the perfect cream skin, it belongs to the category that can't be described