Thump! Thump!
That night, Ye Qiu knocked on Ning Rongrong's door.
After returning today, she hadn't come out, and she had only eaten some candied hawthorns in Heaven Dou City all day.
At this moment, Ye Qiu was holding a food box.
Beside him, Xiao Lan cupped her hands to her mouth like a megaphone, softly calling into the room.
"Sister Rongrong~! It's time to eat!"
"There's Xiao Lan's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, candied hawthorns… Ah! Brother~!"
Xiao Lan cried out in pain, covering her head and pouting as she looked at Ye Qiu curiously, not knowing why he hit her on the head!
Ye Qiu glared at her, annoyed. Does what she likes to eat have anything to do with someone else eating?
"You go pack the things you need for tomorrow first!"
"Xiao Lan doesn't have anything to pack?"
"Hmm~?" Ye Qiu glared at her.
"Got it! Don't be angry, Brother~ Xiao Lan will go right now!" She took Ye Qiu's hand, twisted her body, acted spoiled for a bit, then went back to her room.
"Ahem…" Ye Qiu cleared his throat, about to knock on the door again.
The door, however, had already opened, and at the same time, a strong smell of alcohol wafted out.
The heavy scent of alcohol made Ye Qiu frown involuntarily.
Ning Rongrong's attire was still the same as during the day, but her eyes were a bit swollen, likely from crying for a long time, and the tear marks on her face hadn't even dried yet.
Her entire face was flushed, her eyes hazy, already showing signs of intoxication.
When she spoke, her voice was a little hoarse.
"Ye Qiu~"
Seeing him, her half-closed eyes brightened slightly. She spread her arms, wanting to embrace him, but then stopped in place.
"Drinking again?" He glanced at the wine bottle in her hand; the crimson liquid inside also brought back some unpleasant memories for him.
"Hmph! What's it to you!" Ning Rongrong pouted, turning her head away as if she didn't want to see Ye Qiu, but her eyes were already squeezed to the corners, secretly watching him.
"Speak, why are you looking for Miss?"
"To bring you food! Aren't you hungry?"
"Ye Qiu! You're not allowed to come in… Ah!"
Without her permission, Ye Qiu pushed her face aside and directly walked past her into the room.
Just as he was about to place the food box on the table, he found there was no room for it.
The tabletop was densely covered with empty wine bottles she had drunk.
"Get out! I'm already full, your granny!"
Ning Rongrong scurried over, pulling Ye Qiu's arm to push him out.
Unfortunately, with her small arms and legs, she couldn't budge Ye Qiu at all.
Using divine power, he collected all the wine bottles and put down the food box he was holding.
Ye Qiu directly sat down at the table.
"Since you're already full, let's chat!"
"What's there to talk about!" Ning Rongrong roared, and the wine bottle in her hand slammed heavily onto the table in front of Ye Qiu.
Bang! Some wine splashed from the bottle's mouth onto Ye Qiu's face.
Ye Qiu showed no reaction, raising his head and staring fixedly at her.
The two looked at each other.
Ning Rongrong's gaze went from fierce at first, to stubbornly resisting, and then to flustered and confused.
Her eyes slowly misted over, and she blinked aggrievedly, tears once again uncontrollably flowing out.
She was still afraid that Ye Qiu would get angry, and she fumbled to wipe his face with her sleeve.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"
"Haha… I'm fine!" Ye Qiu found it a bit amusing; he wasn't blaming her at all.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit on the stool next to him.
As soon as she sat down, she raised her hand as if to strike, but still couldn't control herself and collapsed onto the table, sobbing.
"Bastard! You, you're cheating! Why, why do I always have to move…"
Looking at the little demoness who was supposed to be fearless, Ye Qiu was a little silent.
"Sorry!"
"I don't want to hear that!" Ning Rongrong looked up, her eyes tear-filled, at him.
Ye Qiu also reached out and wiped her tears, his voice becoming much softer.
"Then what do you want to hear? You ask, I answer…"
"Okay!"
Ning Rongrong sniffled, stopped sobbing, and looked at him seriously.
"Do you, do you still dislike me?"
"How could I!" For her now, Ye Qiu truly couldn't bring himself to dislike her. Honestly, Ning Rongrong had been truly beyond words good to him!
"Then why don't you want me?"
"I, I just hadn't thought clearly at the time… And later, I wanted to explain, but you bit me…"
Ye Qiu scratched his head. This wasn't something you could just have if you wanted it!
"So you mean it's my fault! You're lying to me, aren't you!"
Her voice changed from low to high-pitched. Ning Rongrong grabbed his collar, her beautiful eyes filled with anger, glaring at him, tears dripping down her chin.
She spoke with a tear-streaked face, full of grievance.
"Didn't think clearly! If you didn't think clearly, why were you so eager to distance yourself from me! Why did you even leave the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"
"What distancing myself? I just took Xiao Lan to cultivate, don't you know her personality? She definitely can't stay still, so I'll definitely bring her back to see you often, and my Spirit Ability is very fast for traveling!"
Hearing Ye Qiu's explanation, Ning Rongrong's eyelashes trembled slightly. She blinked, staring blankly at him, even stopping her crying.
"Really!?"
Seeing Ye Qiu nod heavily, Ning Rongrong let go of him. Her heart ached; she had actually cried for so long over this! And drank so much wine!
"It's all your fault!" She fiercely pounced into Ye Qiu's arms, her fangs already bared.
Ye Qiu was already prepared, but he didn't expect Ning Rongrong to only leave a mark on his shoulder and not actually bite him.
"Mm! It's all my fault!" Ye Qiu slowly nodded, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Ye Qiu!" Ning Rongrong leaned on his shoulder, her voice still carrying a hint of fear. "I have one last question!"
"Ask away, I will answer truthfully!"
She seemed to still be struggling, remaining silent for a long time again.
Her wine-red face became even redder. She leaned close to Ye Qiu's ear, her voice trembling slightly.
"Do you, do you actually like me?!"
"A little!" Ye Qiu was slightly stunned, then didn't hesitate anymore, answering quickly.
"Hoo~" Ye Qiu could feel the delicate body in his arms relax quite a bit.
"What kind of answer is that?" Ning Rongrong's eyes finally lit up again, but she wasn't very satisfied with the answer.
She tightened her arms around Ye Qiu's neck, her voice showing some joy, and like a spoiled child, she rubbed her cheek against his.
"Be, be more precise!"
"I like you!" As these two words left his mouth, Ye Qiu also felt a sense of relief, and couldn't help but hug the beauty in his arms tighter.
"Hehe~ I knew it!"
I knew it, I, Ning Rongrong, wasn't that bad after all! As she laughed, two lines of clear tears once again flowed from the corners of her eyes.
She moved her head away and met Ye Qiu's gaze.
Her tear-stained green eyes had a hazy quality, but the hope, shyness, and love hidden within them still conveyed themselves.
"Then, then prove it!"
As the faint words fell, her neck changed color, and her vermilion lips slightly upturned, leaning forward.
"I, I need some time…" Ye Qiu looked at the shy and timid girl in front of him, a troubled expression on his face.
"Ye Qiu!" Ning Rongrong naturally knew what he was struggling with! She placed his hand on her face, while she forcefully wrapped her arms around his neck.
"At a time like this, you're not allowed to think of other women!"
Their foreheads pressed together, Ning Rongrong looked at him with charming eyes, her voice soft and tender.
"There's still a lot of time in the future!… But right now, I just need a little, just a little bit is fine! Ye Qiu~"
"…" After hesitating for a moment, Ye Qiu looked at the pink lips in front of him and slowly leaned his head in.
Ning Rongrong watched Ye Qiu's every move. The hand wrapped around his neck suddenly gripped his collar tightly, her heart racing, her eyes shimmering like blue waves. This was the difference between being proactive and passive.
"Ah~!" A crisp cry of surprise came from the doorway.
"Ah!?" Ning Rongrong suddenly pushed Ye Qiu away, almost falling to the ground. Her chest heaved, and without time to wipe the saliva that had spilled from the corner of her mouth, she immediately looked towards the doorway.
"Xiao Lan!" She hadn't closed the door just now; the fiery red clouds almost made smoke come out of her head.
And Ye Qiu also noticed her.
His face was also faintly red. He wiped away the trailing saliva with his sleeve and walked fiercely towards Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan, covering her eyes, saw the bad situation and immediately tried to slip away.
"Brother~! No, Xiao Lan didn't mean to peek~! Ah!"
"Ah! Brother! Xiao Lan won't dare again… Ah~"
Xiao Lan's wails carried far into the distance.
In the distance, Bone Douluo, accompanied by Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi, hid in the void, quietly observing the small courtyard where Ye Qiu was.
"Haha… It seems our little demoness won't be able to act so arrogant anymore!" Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.
"I say, Fengzhi, are you really that optimistic about this kid?" Bone Douluo frowned, somewhat puzzled and displeased. This kid was planning to have several relationships, wasn't he!?
"Uncle Bone, you'll know in the future!" Ning Fengzhi smiled mysteriously.
"Hmph! If he doesn't handle it well, I'll chop him up!" Sword Douluo, who was nearby, snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand drew a magnificent sword flower in the air.
In the small courtyard, Xiao Lan's wails quickly subsided.
Ye Qiu hadn't done anything to her; he just held her in his arms and pinched her fair, tender cheek.
"Why are you yelling so loudly?" Ye Qiu glared at Xiao Lan, annoyed.
"I, I thought Brother was going to flick Xiao Lan's forehead again!" Frightened, her eyes were still a little moist.
"Hmm?" He noticed a slightly sweet, metallic taste in his mouth—the taste of blood.
"Rongrong, are you okay…?"
Ye Qiu had just turned his head.
Slap!
His answer was the sound of the door closing.
"I'm fine!"
Leaning against the door, Ning Rongrong touched her vermilion lips, which had teeth marks. She had actually bitten him just now!
Her eyes were resentful, but her face held a smile.
'Damn Xiao Lan! Hmph! And that dead blockhead, he bit so hard!'
"Ye Qiu!" She called out again towards the outside.
"I'm here! What's wrong?" Outside the door, Ye Qiu also walked to the door, looking at the dark shadow on the door.
Ning Rongrong covered her pretty face. Although she was very embarrassed, she still had to speak.
Facing the outside of the door, she seemed to have returned to how she was when they first met, her voice clear and a little domineering.
"Ye Qiu! No matter what, I've already put my stamp on you! If you dare to not want me in the future, I… I'll tell Grandpa Sword and them to castrate you! Ye Qiu! Did you hear me!?"
"Ah? You just said you only needed a little bit!"
"Ye Qiu!" Slap!
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong roared and forcefully opened the door.
In the distance, Sword and Bone Douluo exchanged glances, somewhat eager to act!
"Ye Qiu! You scu…!"
"I know~"
Ning Rongrong's scolding was gently interrupted by Ye Qiu.
He stepped forward and placed his finger on her lips. A faint green light flashed, and the marks on her lips disappeared instantly.
"Hehe… How is it? Does it still hurt?"
"You bastard! You…"
Ning Rongrong pounced into Ye Qiu's arms, scolding him with a laugh. Before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Lan jumped over from the side.
"Brother, Brother! Xiao Lan wants a stamp too! Xiao Lan wants too…"
A few black lines appeared on Ye Qiu's forehead. He poked her little head with his finger and pushed her away.
"Go play over there!"
"Pfft… Haha!"
In the distant void, three figures vanished from their original spot.
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