Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious

To Ye Qiu's request for help, Ning Fengzhi readily agreed, and he would arrange for Ye Qiu to enroll after a while.

When returning to the small courtyard that Ning Fengzhi arranged for their siblings, Ye Qiu hugged Xiaolan in front of him in the posture of a princess hug.

She couldn't move her legs anymore, and it was uncomfortable to press her stomach if she was carrying it on her back.

"If you eat so much next time, I won't care about you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qiu suddenly felt a surge of soul power in his heart, and his level broke through to level 24 in an instant.

The reproachful expression froze on his face.

"Brother? What were you talking about just now?" Xiaolan looked at him jokingly and triumphantly.

"Ah? Hehe. I, I mean. You can eat more next time!" Ye Qiu laughed, his face burning hot.

After tasting the sweetness, he suddenly felt that he was too loud just now.

"No, no, Xiaolan is so uncomfortable, uh~" She rubbed her swollen belly, and couldn't help hiccupping.

He put his arms around Ye Qiu's neck and stuck it to his ear, "Xiaolan is at the same level as my brother now! Brother, you have to work harder, otherwise Xiaolan will have to be stuck all the time."

"Understood!" Being preached by my sister felt somewhat strange.

"Boom~!" The slightly oily lips were printed on Ye Qiu's face.

Xiaolan laughed for a while, "This is for my brother! Hee hee"

'This is true. Come on! '

He stared at her helplessly.

In the evening, Ning Rongrong's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

"Miss Ning, are you okay? Are you here to look for Xiaolan?"

Hearing Ye Qiu's voice, she didn't feel it before, but now it sounds very harsh. Thinking of those people's vicious words before, she feels sad.

"Do you hate me too?"

"Ah?" Ye Qiu didn't understand why she asked such a question, but he knew how to do it!

"how could be!"

"You lied to me!" Ning Rongrong stepped forward and pulled his collar, looked up at him, glaring. "You don't hate me, why did you ignore me several times before! You still always call me Miss Ning, Miss Ning!"

"Um..." Ye Qiu rubbed his nose, feeling a little embarrassed to be exposed in person.

"So. Do you also think that I only cause trouble, that I am unruly, disrespectful, inconsiderate, and vicious...? Apart from my identity as Miss Ning, I am useless!"

She spoke many words in one breath.

The more she talked, the more she cried, and Ye Qiu didn't know what she went through when she went to make amends.

"Answer me! Woohoo." Pulling Ye Qiu's clothes, fists hit his chest like raindrops.

Looking at Ning Rongrong who was a bit out of control, Ye Qiu's head grew dizzy.

Miss! How do you ask me to answer like this?

He didn't let her do whatever she wanted, and three jade beads appeared in his eyes, which hypnotized her.

"Brother, why are you so noisy?"

Xiaolan came out with sleepy eyes, rubbed her eyes with her little hands, and let out a sound of surprise, a little confused.

"Huh? Sister Rongrong, what's wrong?"

Ye Qiu couldn't help but give her a sideways glance. After just one meal, the relationship has reached this level?

Sister, sister kept calling.

"It's nothing, just sleep and wake up!"

Ye Qiu picked up Ning Rongrong and put her in the room.

...

In the distance, on the spire, stood two figures.

"Fengzhi, are you okay with this?"

"Uncle Jian, let's take this as a lesson for her! Her temper really needs to be changed! Those relatives of the disciples, I will take care of it!"

"What are you going to do, Ye Qiu?"

"Let's do something special! This kind of genius is worthy of our attention, not to mention that these two brothers and sisters are monsters!" Ning Fengzhi smiled, buying one and getting one free, it's definitely not a loss!

"By the way, when Ye Qiu asked me to help, I plan to introduce him to Qinghe. I think there should be more topics among young people!"

"What about Rongrong's side?"

Jian Douluo is not very good at these things, he still cares more about his little princess, and it's not like he didn't see that she has a good impression of Ye Qiu.

"Rongrong, just let nature take its course. My little princess from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still worries about not getting married!"

Even though he said this, Ning Fengzhi still shook his head inwardly, 'If she doesn't change her temperament, I'm afraid it won't be easy to handle. '

...

After entrusting Ning Rongrong to Xiaolan's care, Ye Qiu sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced.

She didn't even know when she woke up or when she left the yard.

I don't know how Xiaolan comforted her, except that her eye circles were a little red and swollen when she left, she was not so sad anymore.

The steps are a little brisk.

Outside, the moonlight poured down, adding a bit of softness to the flower garden in the small courtyard.

Xiaolan was by the window outside the house, quietly looking in Ye Qiu's direction, seeing that he was still immersed in cultivation, she was relieved.

Then he turned his head three times at a step, walked towards the gate of the small courtyard, and poked his head out of the gate lightly and furtively.

As if he had found something, his eyes lit up, and he waved to the outside, trying to keep his voice as soft as possible, for fear of disturbing others.

"Sister Rongrong ~ here!"

"Little Blue."

"Hush!"

Ning Rongrong came over and just started to speak, but she interrupted her by stretching out her index finger.

"Sister Rongrong~ have you brought the things?"

Gazing at her strangely, Ning Rongrong had no choice but to imitate her, and leaned into her ear, whispering softly.

"Bring it, but what are you doing?"

"My brother won't let me drink, let's be careful, don't let him find out! I don't want my brother to be angry"

After finishing speaking, Xiaolan tiptoedly brought Ning Rongrong into her room.

"Little Blue Sister, go one more time."

"Uh, Sister Rongrong, do it!"

There was the clink of glasses inside.

After a long time, Ning Rongrong's exclamation and the sound of porcelain being smashed came from Xiaolan's room.

"Ah! Xiaolan ~ put it down quickly!"

Crackling!

"Xiaolan, let me go! Ah~!"

Ye Qiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, moved his ears slightly, as if he was listening to someone calling for help.

So he got up and looked for the sound.

"Brother~"

"Xiao Lan! Let me go~ I'm not Ye Qiu! Ah~"

Ye Qiu, who was standing outside the door, listened to the voice coming from inside, with a strange expression on his face.

Click!

As soon as he opened the door, Ye Qiu frowned, and what came out was a strong smell of alcohol.

Two wine glasses on the table and broken wine bottle fragments on the ground.

Looking at the past, the word Sichuan appeared between Ye Qiu's eyebrows, and several black lines appeared on his forehead.

On the bed, Xiaolan's face was burning badly, her white and tender skin turned red, her hair was disheveled, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she was unconscious.

Press Ning Rongrong under him, wrap around her like an octopus, and gnaw on her.

"Ye Yeqiu! Move her away! Ah~ Xiaolan! Don't grab me! My clothes!"

Ning Rongrong had several teeth marks on her face, and her clothes were disheveled.

Ye Qiu stepped forward with a cold face, pinched the back of Xiaolan's neck, and lifted her up.