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Chapter 70 How can a fart be taken back?(2/2)

But it's not annoying.

He smiled and waved to the other side.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ning Rongrong's mouth and then curled his lips disdainfully.

Xiao Wu, who was gnawing on the radish, had big eyes confused. Didn’t she say that she would not be able to get a gift from the blade for nothing, but to give her a gift? What is this attitude going to do?

Forget it, I don’t think about it anymore, she is not normal anyway.

The radish is still delicious.

But Rongrong said it was right, what should I give him?

...

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong with some complex eyes.

An exquisite pink gift box appeared in Ning Rongrong's hand.

The soul power in the hand is condensed.

Once thrown, it headed towards the blade.

The blade easily caught the box from Ning Rongrong.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong turned around and left the window. It seemed as if the gift was just given. As for whether Blade Feng liked it or not, she didn't care at all.

In fact, deep down in her heart.

Will he not like it?

I've thought about this for a long time!

What if he hates it?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

...

Blade smiled, what, it turned out to be a gift to me.

Looking at the pink gift box in my hand, it was much bigger than the one he gave, but it was very light.

He was a little curious about what Ning Rongrong would give him.

Sitting back on the bed, he carefully opened it.

The blade picked it up and felt very good. It was a pink kitten.

Pink...

Big eyes, cute bows, petite body, pouty mouth.

Very cute.

The blade pinched its face and smiled.

This is the first time I have received such an interesting gift.

After carefully putting it on, he took out a pen and wrote a few words on the paper.

After wrapping the small stones, the blade came to the window and popped up casually. The stone fell into the opposite window accurately.

The few people who had not yet rested were slightly stunned and then came to their senses.

Xiao Wu's paws were a beat slower than Ning Rongrong's.

Xiao Wu felt it was a bit incredible. She was a rabbit!

Don't you feel shameful for being so flexible?!

Ning Rongrong was a little nervous. What did that guy write?

"Rongrong, let me see what Blade has written?" Xiao Wu urged.

Ning Rongrong covered the little stone and said, "Wait until I finish reading it first, maybe this is written for me."

Xiao Wu curled her lips, turned her head and returned to the bed to chew on the radish: "I understand."

Zhu Zhuqing was a little curious, but she didn't go there.

Ning Rongrong carefully spread the paper, a little nervous and a little looking forward to it.

Her movements were very slow, and she was anxious to watch Xiao Wu, who was gnawing on the radish, and she wanted to replace her.

...

Looking at the words on the paper, Ning Rongrong's heart was finally let go.

A smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

Xiao Wu said curiously: "Rongrong, what did that guy Blade Feng write?"

Rongrong put away his smile and said disdainfully: "He said he liked my gift very much, hum! This is the gift I chose, how dare he dislike it?"

Xiao Wu: "…"

Zhu Zhuqing: “…”

here we go again.

Blade put the kitten back into the box and then put it in the soul guide.

Looking at the bed with a faint white light, he knew it was time to start practicing.

But the time is shorter than usual.

...

The other side is in a dark place.

In the valley.

Tang San wasted Dugu Bo's baby herbs like a desperate attempt.

Dugu Bo, who was hiding in a corner and trying to find the antidote formula, gritted his teeth and wanted to rush out at any time to shoot this bastard who was not in charge of the company and didn't know how to kill Mi Gui!

But all the bold words were released...

How can you take back the fart if you let it go?

After all, he was a titled Douluo, and he still had to be a little bit of shamelessness.

Just a few pretty good herbs, I, Dugu Bo, have as many as I want, and I won’t...

Looking at the scene in front of him, his breathing suddenly stopped.

...

The night is getting deeper.

Although Zhu Zhuqing was tired, she was not asleep yet. She was holding a bracelet in her hand and her slender jade fingers were gently caressing it.

There was a hint of joy and struggle in his eyes.

"What a big radish..."

Zhu Zhuqing was like a frightened kitten, holding the bracelet tightly, as if she was afraid of being taken away.

Zhu Zhuqing looked carefully at Xiao Wu who was holding the radish and hugging the pillow, and it turned out that she was just talking in her sleep.

The crystal-clear Hadazi flowed into a bed.

Zhu Zhuqing let out a light breath.

She was a little envious of her.

She never has to think so much. Love is love, hate is hatred, like love, hate is like, hate is hate.

My love for Tang San, or love, is so pure and focused, just like carrots.

But she can't.

That wedding book and the family that was breathless made her worry a lot.

Zhen and Zhen put away the bracelet and forced herself to fall asleep.

Tomorrow, train, become stronger.

Although you told me not to fight hard, it really couldn't.

Only in this way can I break free from the layers of shackles and pursue the beauty in my heart.
Chapter completed!
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