Chapter 486

"Brother Jian, I'll help you too. These complicated costumes are all the same, cumbersome and troublesome, and they hurt people..."

Ning Rongrong was held for a while and couldn't help pulling Qin Jian's clothes.

"It's not clothes..."

Qin Jian opened his arms and commanded her little hands to untie a little. Finally, he took off all of them and revealed his light blue robe.

"It's really easy to take off..."

He smiled, and then looked at me and you with Ning Rongrong. At the same time, he swallowed his saliva. He didn't know who moved first. Anyway, the result was a cool fall on the bed.

"Rongrong, I dream of lying in this bed with you..."

Qin Jian rolled around with Ning Rongrong in his arms, wrapped up the quilt and wrapped each other in it.

"Brother fool sword, you wrapped us together and couldn't move!"

Ning Rongrong buried it on his chest and said angrily, "don't you want to make out with Rong Rong?"

"Yes, why not?"

Qin Jian raised his head and kissed her on the forehead. In a soft voice, he said, "but it's too emotional today. If I get close again, I'll be out of control."

"Out of control..."

Ning Rongrong's eyes suddenly became more charming: "then... Don't control acridine!"

The scorching temperature in Qin Jian's eyes almost rose all at once.

But he tried to restrain himself, then looked into Ning Rongrong's eyes and said softly and firmly, "Rongrong, I want to stay until my wedding night, can I?"

"Wedding night..."

Ning Rongrong was stunned and wanted to shoot him, but wrapped in the quilt, he couldn't do it at all. He had to put his small head on his chin and said angrily, "but you've already had sex with Xiaowu and Zhuqing! Why should I wait for my wedding night?"

Zhu Zhuqing ate cat mint, and Xiaowu used charm

Of course, you can't say that.

Qin Jian kissed her forehead and said, "because my Rongrong is the most special and my best childhood memory, so I want to have the most perfect wedding with you."

He's not hypocritical. He has to keep it.

But Ning Rongrong is the most beautiful dream in his heart and the oath of childhood. He always wants to give her the best, so he doesn't want to ask for her in a hurry.

Moreover, it was really not his initiative to have sex with others, so he had no control at all.

Who makes him a lover? He cherishes and has no desire in love. If he can, he is actually more willing to have sex with each of them on their wedding night.

But many times, we can only let nature take its course. Only Ning Rongrong is still trying to control

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong was happy and lost.

She didn't know what her mood was, whether she wanted it or not.

If her brother wants the sword, she can give it without hesitation.

But she had to choose for herself, but she was biased towards the wedding night, but she was very angry with others.

Is it clear that she is in love for the first time and wants to be the last one?

"Wait!"

Ning Rongrong thought of Qin Jian's words and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "brother Jian just said, I'm the most special?"

Qin Jian blinked: "yes..."

"What about the little girl today?"

Suddenly remembered this matter, Ning Rongrong's idea completely turned 180 degrees.

Do or not do it later, tear the little three first!

"Do you mean na'er?"

Qin Jian asked clearly.

Ning Rongrong nodded: "yes, what is she? You haven't told me? Why does she say you are one?"

This question was easily answered after na'er was autistic for some reason.

"She is my weapon," Qin Jian said.

"Weapons?"

Ning Rongrong was surprised and said, "can weapons change adults?"

"Well, she is quite special. She should not be called a weapon, but an artifact. It is precisely because of her existence that I can have an equal dialogue with bidong."

Qin Jian said: "she is my last card and the key to ensure that I can still have a glimmer of vitality no matter what danger I encounter."

Ning Rongrong was still listening with an attitude towards his rival in love, but when he listened, all those emotions disappeared, but he was grateful.

"Brother Jian, is she really so powerful?" she couldn't help asking.

Qin Jian nodded and said, "yes, it can be said that without her, there would be no me, so..."

"Well, in that case, it doesn't matter..."

Ning Rongrong butted his chin with his head and whispered, "I'm not unreasonable. I don't care if you like other people. I wouldn't care if she didn't come out to call dad and be so hostile to me..."

"Now I know she is so important to brother Jian, let alone."

She looked up with a smile and said, "on the contrary, I'm more relieved to see that she has her own consciousness and looks like a little girl!"

"Ah? Why?"

Qin Jian couldn't keep up with her brain circuit for a moment.

Ning Rongrong slightly stuck out his tongue: "because I believe brother Jian's ability to tease girls. It's not a minute to win such a little girl, so she won't leave brother Jian, and brother Jian can always be safe."

Qin Jian: "

Rongrong, she's not a little girl. She's hundreds of thousands of years older than you

"Take me for a minute? Huh..."

Na'er's voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of her heart and almost blew Qin Jian up.

"Nana'er, why did you wake up?!" he said in surprise.

"I just have some understanding of human love. After digestion, I wake up naturally..."

Na'er's voice returned to its former coldness: "it's not the time when I needed to hang up and recover. Don't I stay awake now? Or do you actually don't want me to wake up now?"

"Ah... No, No."

I don't know how many Qin Jian na'er heard. She decided to shut up.

Fortunately, I didn't say anything too much. I just characterized her as a weapon.

If you really tell Ning rongna'er's identity, it is estimated that she will really raise 12 points of vigilance... Just like her comparison with bidong.

Na'er and Bi bidong's identity and strength are completely bullying people in front of Ning Rongrong

"Let me call her mother, hum, I'll find a chance to return it to her." na'er said again.

Qin Jian quickly comforted: "haona'er, don't worry about it. You look hundreds of thousands of years old. Why bother with a little girl?"

"Hundreds of thousands of years old? Do you think I'm old?" na'er suddenly raised her tone.

Attention has been successfully diverted, but I always feel bad

Qin Jian's EQ is so good that he knows that he stepped on the minefield without turning his head. The standard reply takes shape instantly: "no, no, my na'er can't contact the word old at all. Na'er is recovering from injury. It's not too much to be a year old for 100000 years. Even in recent years, na'er is only twelve or three years old!"

Na'er: "