Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"Rongrong, you are amazing!"

Seeing Xue Qinghe let the convoy leave in despair, Xiao Wu was so excited that she picked up Ning Rongrong and spun around...

"I'm a little dizzy, I'm a little dizzy, Xiao Wu, please put me down!"

Ning Rongrong struggled in a hurry.

She has an auxiliary system and is close to her by the agility and attack system. She really can't escape it.

Xiao Wu put her down with a smile and said: "Rong Rong, from now on you will be the eldest sister of the three of us Shrek, I recognize you!"

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes coquettishly: "You will be pointing at me in the future."

"Hehe, Rongrong is the most powerful!"

Xiao Wu hugged Ning Rongrong's arm affectionately.

Seeing the two of them leaving hand in hand like sisters, the envy of the soul masters guarding Qin Jian was like a surging river.

Last time I saw Ning Rongrong with another girl with an excellent figure. This time it was another girl. It was so abominable...ah...so enviable...

"Uncle Jian, I always feel that this style of painting is a bit inconsistent..."

As soon as Ning Rongrong Xiaowu left, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo appeared on the city wall together, watching the convoy leave from a distance.

"I know that Xue Qinghe is from Wuhun Palace, and I also know that he is my biggest opponent in the next stage of my plan, so I have already heightened my vigilance..."

There seemed to be a mixture of laughter and tears on his face: "For such a serious opponent in political struggle, we only see him and Rongrong and the others being jealous. It's too unconventional..."

"Who would have thought that a person who has been lurking for 20 years would be so emotional towards Jian'er..."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said: "I still can't figure out how he fell in love with Jian'er. It was only half a year in the palace nine years ago, but he has been obsessed with it for so long..."

Sword Douluo held it in for a long time before he said: "As a sword player, I really don't understand the twists and turns between them. Maybe it's because Jian'er's charm is too great..."

Ning Fengzhi laughed dumbly: "To say that young girls like Rongrong are attracted to Jian'er cannot be separated from his own excellence, but for Xue Qinghe, it is impossible..."

"Forget it, it's hard to reason about emotional matters. Just treat him as love at first sight..."

He looked at the convoy disappearing in the distance and said: "This time, let me have a good game with my disciples..."

"..."

"Brother Qin, have you told the teacher in advance about working with me as a staff member?"

On the carriage, Qin Jian no longer had any intimate behavior with him, and Xue Qinghe returned to his usual calm demeanor.

"Why do you say that?" Qin Jian turned to look at his smooth and delicate profile.

"Because if he hadn't known about this in advance, as my teacher, he wouldn't have even shown his face..."

Xue Qinghe grinned: "So, it must be because you told him, right? Who wants to see his son-in-law and political opponent run away?"

"You seem very proud?"

Qin Jian glanced at him.

Xue Qinghe shook his head, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of sadness: "I just feel sorry. I have been the teacher's disciple for more than ten years. I originally thought that the teacher would always support me, but I didn't expect that the teacher was just using me. "

"Use? How do you say this?" Qin Jian asked again.

Xue Qinghe looked at him and said a little depressed: "Teacher wants to infiltrate the power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect into the Tiandou Empire, so he accepted me as his disciple. With the help of my identity as the prince's teacher, I can legitimately intervene in the internal affairs of the empire. …”

He stretched out his hand, cupped his chin and said: "Now that the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has almost penetrated, my disciple has become irrelevant. He began to show his fangs and help Rongrong assume the identity of a princess with a different surname. It must be just the first step..."

"Little brother Qin..."

Xue Qinghe's eyes seemed to become moist: "I sincerely regard him as my teacher. If he lives up to me, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will definitely get the full support of the Tiandou Empire in the future and develop further." Strong...It's a pity..."

Good guy, I’m in the fun...

Qin Jian curled his lips secretly, but still asked calmly: "Why is Your Highness the Prince telling me this?"

Xue Qinghe looked up at him, her face calm, but her bright eyes looked pitiful under the twinkling tears: "I... just hope that Little Brother Qin will not be like the teacher in the future... stabbing in the back at critical moments..."

"Don't we have an agreement? I will be your staff on the matter of royal succession..."

Qin Jian smiled and said: "If I sabotage your plan behind your back, it will be a breach of contract."

Xue Qinghe's eyes were still on his face: "Actually, you and I both know that the threat to force you to agree to this matter has disappeared. Now it is impossible for me to find another opportunity to force you into the situation at that time, so this agreement, It just depends on your character. Even if you don't fulfill it, I can't control you anymore..."

Qin Jian laughed: "Don't worry, since I accepted this condition, I will naturally..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Qinghe shook his head and said: "To be honest, I have never had any trust in this kind of verbal promise. Even if you really don't know what to do, it may be a reminder at a critical moment. It will make me lose everything.”

"What do you want?"

Qin Jian leaned on the seat and said funnyly: "If you don't believe me, then I can't prove that I won't cause trouble for you."

"I think…"

Xue Qinghe suddenly turned around to face him, his eyes burning: "I want you to be mine."

Qin Jian: "..."

"I have become your staff now, can I be considered yours?" He smiled dryly.

"You should understand that this is not what I meant..."

Xue Qinghe's body slowly leaned forward, his two hands pressed on both sides of Qin Jian, the distance between them gradually shortened to a fist distance, and he exhaled like a blue breath: "I want you to be mine."

"Oh?"

Originally, she thought Qin Jian would retreat, resist, and push him away in a distressed manner, but she didn't.

Qin Jian just smiled softly, looked into her eyes and said, "As long as you confess one thing, it's okay to be your person."

In fact, you are the one who makes me...

"what's up?"

Xue Qinghe still maintained an almost face-to-face distance, and his breath sprayed on Qin Jian's face, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, a very refreshing little ambiguity.

If her gender is confirmed, Qin Jian will be very excited...

"Are you a boy or a girl?" Qin Jian asked bluntly.

Xue Qinghe's body stiffened for a moment, and a flash of surprise and surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You still doubt that I'm not a man?"

She tilted her head and arched her eyebrows: "Do you really wish I was a woman?"

It's a pity that he had agreed not to reveal his true gender in advance, otherwise, he really wanted to make it clear directly, because it would be convenient to rob someone.

However, teasing him as a man... is also very interesting...