I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 238 Citrus in the Quilt
The bedroom is not too big, barely able to accommodate two and a half Slokker pool tables. There is a floor-to-ceiling window on one side of the bedroom, and the beige marble window sill can almost seat one person.

When the sun comes out in winter, Ning Rongrong likes to put a soft silicone cushion on the window sill.

Although she was holding a copy of "Douluo Ancient Events" when she went up, most of the time, she would stare out the window blankly:

Either the birds flying far away in the sky, or the blue scales around the school lake, or the clouds blowing by the wind...

Ning Fengzhi told her that the most important thing for soul masters in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda to learn is to be distracted.

Ning Rongrong has done a good job on this point, she is always very good at letting go of her mind like this, sometimes it's just for an hour or two.

After Kunlan disappeared, Ning Rongrong sometimes just sat on the window sill all day long, watching the sun slowly climb up and down again.

Kunlan gently placed Ning Rongrong on her light blue bed, perhaps realizing that the ends of her hair were not completely dry, so she brought a pure white towel to wipe it for her, the pink hair exuded a faint fragrance.

Kunlan hadn't figured out what it was before. The smell was very familiar, but he couldn't remember the specific name.

It wasn't until she caught a glimpse of the shampoo Ning Rongrong just used that she realized it was citrus.

In the original world, because of being a blood race, Kunlan has a very strong sense of perception, including of course his sense of smell.

It is no exaggeration to say that the blood clan endowed Kunlan with a sense of smell comparable to that of sharks, but the latter has a sense of smell far superior to that of land dogs.

Therefore, Quinlan has such high requirements for smell that Quinlan never appeared in French towns in the Middle Ages.

In modern times, many "Chanel", "GUCCI", "Dior" perfume brands admired by the world, and even a series of perfumes under "Baccarat", which later claimed to be the best perfume maker, are particularly irritating to the nasal cavity in Kunlan's view.

Human beings smell the unique smell naturally, but it is easily decomposed into several irritating chemical smells by Quinlan.

A good perfume tastes like a gentle dress, which makes people want to travel around the world in it.

Kunlan sometimes wonders if the smell of blood is the only destination for him.

It is undeniable that although Kunlan is a demon-slaying warrior, he also has the blood of demons flowing in him.

"I like this smell very much. It's like the citrus bathed in the sun in the Mediterranean coast. Every breeze will give me its smell, including your breath."

Kunlan put down the towel in his hand, he felt that he made Ning Rongrong's hair a little fluffy for a while, like a big pink mushroom, but Kunlan quickly suppressed it with his soul power.

"What is the Mediterranean Sea? Lan, you say some weird names every time."

Ning Rongrong lifted up the silk velvet quilt and sent her snow-white calf inside. She turned over like a little hamster again, rolled to the side of the bed with the silk velvet quilt that wrapped her, and then bumped into Kunlan who was sitting on the edge of the bed before stopping.

"It's where I was born."

Kunlan's eyes seemed to penetrate endless time once again——

The heat wave of up to [-] degrees hits the face, the golden beach and the huge olive tree...

Soon, Kunlan pulled his thoughts back, and he gently tapped the tip of the girl's nose.

Citrus scents are a two-way thing:

It relaxes you when you're tense and uplifts you if you're tired.

"Bastard!"

Amidst Ning Rongrong's exclamation, Kunlan quickly lifted off the tightly wrapped quilt, and his shot was as precise as a brain doctor holding a lancet, and like a wild cat, he got into the quilt full of citrus scent.

"Lan, I said what are you doing—"

A smear of red glow ran down the white swan's neck, dyeing the pretty face like a goose egg red, and the base of the ears became crystal clear in an instant.

Kunlan's nose pierced through her short pink hair, and whispered next to Ning Rongrong's small sparkling ears,
"I have read a book on probability, but the examples in the book are very romantic. It says that there are 2 people in the world who will fall in love with you at first sight. It's a pity that a person may not meet one of them in his whole life."

Of course his hands didn't settle down either,

"Rongrong, love at first sight is not magic, but destiny, and you are the destiny bestowed on me by God."

Ning Rongrong's hand wanted to grab the troublemaker inside, but Kunlan's hypnotic words made her feel as if she had fallen into rose-gold honey, and the sweetness and inexplicable excitement slowly melted her.

"What about Zhu Zhuqing?"

Ning Rongrong still hummed lightly.

Kunlan was a little ashamed. He knew that the little witch would carry the kitten out. If she knew that there was a Duguyan outside, would he kill himself with frozen tilapia?
With almost no time spent thinking, Kunlan said fluently that he has the poems praised in the long river of history at his fingertips,
"You are destiny, she is magic, destiny is unique to a person."

"Besides, my Rong Rong is so smart and cute, there is no one who can refuse her, this little witty ghost."

Kunlan decided not to give Ning Rongrong a chance to speak. Words are romantic, but romance is often illogical.

Fortunately, women are very fond of the compliments about themselves, Ning Rongrong didn't intentionally criticize her anymore, her eyes became a little blurred, and Kunlan's careless touch didn't destroy the beauty of this moment.

"Lan, after the dust settles in the northwest, you can go propose marriage to your father, okay?"

Ning Rongrong hugged Kunlan gently, with a serious expression on her face.

In the Douluo Continent, due to the existence of soul power, the human race's physical development is much faster than in the original world, and the age of talking about marriage will be earlier.

If it is some female family members of the principality, they may have already been the mothers of several children when Shrek and others were studying. What they care about is the political power that women can bring behind them.

Kunlan's eyes were burning, he looked seriously at Ning Rongrong's bright pink eyes, like two mandala flowers spinning:

"I will give you the most grand wedding in the whole continent."

If you want to touch the top of the sky, then I will build you a world tree leading to the sky, and the gods on the clouds will also be jealous of your happiness.

Ning Rongrong changed hands and hugged Kunlan——

With tight muscles, perfect lines and a golden ratio torso structure, even a curvaceous woman can't hide her inner envy and shock.

"Xiao Wu told me that there should be fixed moves in this area..."

Ning Rongrong's whispers were as soft as a mosquito, she was a little nervous, but more full of anticipation.

"Xiao Wu? She's an innocent rabbit who knows nothing."

Kunlan complained silently in his heart, and then he took Ning Rongrong into the gate of the new world...

……

Xiao Wu returned to the dormitory very late, and even though she and Tang San had eased off in the end, there was still an inexplicable heaviness in her heart.

"What's that sound?"

Faintly, a slight call came from the second floor, and Xiao Wu's cheeks felt hot when she heard it.

But soon realized that it was Rong Rong's room, and walked away as if fleeing, the inexplicable stimulation accompanied by that voice still lingered in Xiao Wu's heart.

(End of this chapter)