Douluozhi Has Been Stained with Red Dust Since Xiao Wu

"Let you die of this heart."

"As your brother, I have to advise you: stay away from Junior Sister Rongrong in the future."

"Otherwise, I don't mind cleaning you up for Junior Sister Rongrong."

"This is impossible." Oscar's body froze for a moment, and he murmured.

His mentality gradually collapsed.He Congliang was less than three meters away from Ning Rongrong, and the other party did not deliberately lower his voice.

If nothing else happened, Ning Rongrong could hear their conversation, and it was very clear.

She heard it but didn't refute

Is what He Congliang said true?

"Not impossible." Oscar still couldn't believe it.

He looked at Ning Rongrong like crazy, hoping to hear a different voice from the other party.

"Look at what?"

"What Senior Brother He said is true." Ning Rongrong cast a sideways glance at the other party, and said coldly.

Ning Rongrong's words pierced Oscar's heart like a heartless knife.

Pain, excruciating pain.

Oscar's heart was pumped violently, he clutched his chest desperately, his lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Why?

I worked so hard and paid so much, but in exchange for this result?

Not

I still have hope, don't give up.

Faith will move mountains to open.

I will continue to contribute to Rongrong, and I believe that Rongrong will find out that I am good one day.

As everyone knows, Ning Rongrong will never find out that he is alright in this life.

"Rongrong, I won't give up."

Oscar let out a loud roar, and immediately ran forward without looking back, the soles of his feet were raging, and he ran harder and harder.

"I'm afraid this person is a fool." He Congliang muttered softly in his heart.

"Senior Brother He, don't get me wrong."

"He's a fool."

"I will never like him."

Ning Rongrong supported the ground with both hands, her jade feet covered with blisters lightly touched the ground, trying to struggle to stand up, walked to He Congliang and explained to him.

But she forgot that her foot was injured and she couldn't walk.

When the soles of his feet lightly touched the ground, that piercing pain rushed straight to Ning Rongrong's forehead.

"Ah, it hurts." Her legs gave way, and she was about to fall to the side again.

"Junior Sister Rongrong, in fact, whether you like Oscar or not has nothing to do with me. You don't need to explain to me." He Congliang stepped forward and hugged Ning Rongrong who was standing unsteadily.

The soft, watery touch stained He Congliang's nerves, causing him to pinch Ning Rongrong's waist in a strange way.

"what"

Ning Rongrong's body froze for a moment, her pair of flamboyant hands grabbed the opponent's big hand without hesitation.

There is no way, if she can't hold the opponent's hand, she will fall down.

"You're going to die!" She scolded, and just about to turn her face, she found that the other party's hand didn't move, and he just quietly supported her.

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, but decided not to argue with this smelly brother.

Yes!

Why did I explain to this smelly brother?

Do I really care what this smelly brother thinks?

Did I fall in love with this smelly brother?

No no no no.

"Come on, I'll carry you back!" He Congliang said softly, and regardless of Ning Rongrong's objection, he aggressively threw a hard bow.

Both legs were slightly bent, half squatted on the ground, grasped Ning Rongrong's legs with both hands, and threw them on the back.

Ning Rongrong floated on his back.

"You put me on your back."

"Can I still refuse?" Ning Rongrong rolled his eyes at the other party.

He Congliang smiled lightly: "You can refuse. However, you have to think about it. If you refuse, can you still walk back to the dormitory by yourself?"