Chapter 485

"Brother Jian, shall we live with Grandpa Jian these days?"

Under the inexplicable eyes of the guards of Qibao Liuli sect, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong came back with wet hair.

"Didn't you say grandpa Jian might be immersed for a few days? Then it's just the two of us!" Ning Rongrong shook Qin Jian's hand.

"I just live with my teacher. Isn't it normal to go back there?"

Qin Jian looked back at her and said inexplicably, "Rongrong, where did you think we should live?"

"Uh..."

Just focus on the Tibetans and forget rationality

Ning Rongrong's little face was embarrassed: "I wanted you to go to my small building..."

Qin Jian's eyes brightened: "that's OK. It seems that I haven't lived there yet."

"No, no, let's go to Grandpa Jian's place, okay? Okay?"

Ning Rongrong began to hold his hand again, shaking and shaking.

Who can resist the pettiness of a beautiful girl

"Well, well, you can go wherever you want." Qin Jian's face was spoiled.

Once again, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong stepped into the small building near the lake hand in hand. Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong stopped at the same time, and countless lights and shadows floated in their eyes.

It seemed that the feeling of separation was so strong that they drowned them in an instant.

Their beginning is here, originated from telling stories, quantitative change in tacit understanding training, and sublimation in breaking up.

"Brother Jian, I was sitting here the day you first told me a story..."

Ning Rongrong stepped forward slowly and sat on the sofa in the center of the hall.

Many years have passed, the furniture style here has not changed at all, and it is well maintained.

Qin Jian went to her and sat down. He couldn't help picking up her Princess and put it on himself.

He leaned back against the sofa, but in front of him he was stuck with Ning Rongrong.

"Brother Jian, I like you holding me..."

Her eyes bent into crescent shape: "every time you hold me, I feel that our hearts are together, especially close."

Qin Jian held her willow waist tightly, and the palm of his hand gently brushed her back, and the soft long hair fell from the palm of his hand.

The fragrance comes from the hair, which is elegant and pleasant.

"I also like to hold my honor."

Their necks were completely close together, and the faint body fragrance invaded their nasal cavity. Qin Jian couldn't help kissing on her goose neck.

The warm breath came, and Ning Rongrong's breath became a little hasty: "brother Jian..."

Her eyes were like water: "hold me... Go in..."

Qin Jian's heart beat a little faster. Holding her, he stood up and went to his own room. He opened it skillfully, but found that it was the same here.

Thank you, teacher

Forget it, thank the maid who cleaned up hard

"Pa..."

Hook the door with your feet, the younger generation hit the light switch, and then sat on the bed with Ning Rongrong in his arms.

Although the speed was fast enough, it took a short time, and the desire for rapid heating cooled slightly. Instead, love surged up again and suppressed the desire.

"Brother Jian, it's the first time I've seen you wear such gorgeous clothes..."

Ning Rongrong reached out and brushed the high standing collar and blinked: "is it your clothes in the Wulin hall?"

"Well, it's my referee's clothes." Qin Jian nodded.

"Referee..."

Ning Rongrong looked up at him: "brother Jian, the female Pope... Does she trust you so much?"

Qin Jian was not in the Shura field. He didn't understand her meaning for a while. He thought she was worried. He couldn't help comforting him: "although the relationship between me and her is complex, she can still be trusted now, not only because of those messy reasons, but also because I have the strength equal to her at the moment."

Although it can only break out in a few minutes

"Messy reasons..."

Ning Rongrong's little hand suddenly grasped the clothes on his chest and said uneasily, "brother Jian, she has such a high status. Will she really be willing to share it with others? Can she stand our engagement?"

"Uh..."

Qin Jian scratched his head to hide his embarrassment: "didn't I say she can only count half?"

Ning Rongrong squinted at him: "brother Jian, you still need to cover up in front of Rongrong?"

Qin Jian: "

It has to be said that Ning Rongrong is still very sharp, especially bibidong's judgment is very accurate. Bibidong really responds to their engagement.

After her turn, I don't know what will happen

"Rong Rong..."

Qin Jian hugged her soft body, looked at her uneasy eyes and said seriously, "I promise you, no one can lift our engagement."

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong's eyes suddenly showed a look of joy: "can you come back this time... With me..."

Halfway through her words, the color of joy in her eyes went out again.

The loss in her eyes only flickered for a moment and disappeared. When she looked up again, she could not see any sad mood.

This time, even Qin Jian couldn't understand her meaning.

"Rongrong, what are you doing with you? You said."

He smiled and said, "as long as you like, I will do it."

Ning Rongrong stared at him.

She knew that her wish could not be realized at the moment, because her brother Jian could not marry her now.

Just carrying an engagement is not a big obstacle, but if she gets married now, her brother Jian will be unable to move in the future.

So she smiled gently, came to Qin Jian's ear and whispered, "brother Jian, help me take off this royal dress. It's too complicated and uncomfortable to wear..."

Brother Jian, your Rongrong has grown up and knows that many things can't be done arbitrarily

I love you deeply, so I am willing to give everything for you.

Qin Jian really didn't realize her real wish.

He smiled, lifted her waist and asked her to leave her. His eyes were full of laughter: "I saw Rongrong wearing such noble and gorgeous clothes for the first time. I have to say that it was particularly perfect. My Rongrong was born a princess."

Ning Rongrong also smiled: "it doesn't matter what the princess is. If my father didn't say that I could help brother Jian, I wouldn't be too lazy to be a princess!"

Qin Jian is very good at taking off his clothes. Although the royal clothes are very complicated, he only studied it a little and successfully peeled it off for Ning Rongrong.

"Brother Jian is so powerful. I tossed for a long time when I took it off for the first time. It was only with the help of the waitresses that I took it off."

Ning Rongrong took out his snow-white arm and became the light green spirit again.

Because under the complicated Palace Dress, she wore a one-piece short skirt with green and blue.

"Rongrong, do you like green so much? I have the impression that every dress you wear is of this color."

Qin Jian held her in his arms again and gave up his complicated clothes. Now it feels much better to hold her up.

"I don't like this color very much, just think it suits me..."

Ning Rongrong looked at him and said, "green, more suitable for acridine..."

Qin Jian: "