Chapter 202: The Punishment for Stealing a Snack

"Pfft!"

At that critical moment, Qin Jian turned his head abruptly, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

It stained the ground red and also extinguished two burning hearts.

Qin Jian struggled to hover over her, his hands bracing against the bed, slowly wiping away the few specks of blood that had splashed onto Ning Rongrong's face, then rubbed the blood from the corner of his own mouth, and whispered, "Sorry Rongrong, we can't yet..."

Ning Rongrong's tense body relaxed slightly, her gaze shifting, not letting Qin Jian see the look of relief in her eyes.

Actually, she had been very nervous just now; after all, it wasn't like that time with Zhu Zhuqing when she ate a whole bag of Catnip. Not continuing for now, although regrettable, was also a relief...

Could this mood be considered receiving a stay of execution while resigned to one's fate?

She helped Qin Jian lie down beside her, turned on her side to lean against him, and instead began to comfort him: "I'm fine, Brother Jian, don't worry."

Qin Jian stared at her blankly, his face slowly softening.

He gently stroked Ning Rongrong's smooth long hair and said, "Rongrong, you are always so thoughtful of me... Rest assured, I will break through to Soul King as soon as possible. According to these rules, we should be able to by then..."

Ning Rongrong certainly wouldn't admit that she had also been nervous just now; she just nodded meekly and said, "You don't need to rush, I'm fine..."

The more she said that, the more guilty Qin Jian felt: "I must reach Soul King as soon as possible!"

Ning Rongrong shivered and suddenly became alert: "Wait, Brother Jian, are you in such a hurry to go fall in love with the next girl?"

A death-trap question landed right on Qin Jian's head.

Answering "yes" was definitely wrong, and if it wasn't, it seemed he wasn't in a hurry to satisfy Ning Rongrong's desire to do that... How was he supposed to answer this?

Qin Jian was at a total loss.

"Brother Jian, why have you stopped talking?"

Ning Rongrong rolled over and pressed on top of him, her creamy skin and silver-gray long hair distinct, like an elf under the moon, intoxicating to behold.

"Hoo, hoo..."

But Qin Jian had no heart to appreciate it; he decisively tilted his head, closed his eyes, and snoring gradually began to sound, truly a smooth and seamless performance.

"Hmph, stinky man! You big pig's trotter!"

Ning Rongrong wrinkled her delicate nose in a coquettish manner and lightly patted Qin Jian's chest. Seeing that his snoring didn't quiet down but instead grew louder, she couldn't help but pout.

But her pitch-black eyes rolled, and she slowly leaned into Qin Jian's ear, whispering coquettishly: "Brother Jian... do you remember what you once said? Rongrong heard... that there is another way..."

Sure enough, the next moment Qin Jian twitched.

Ning Rongrong giggled, though her little face was also somewhat flushed: "Brother Jian seems to be quite knowledgeable too... So, does Brother Jian want it?"

Qin Jian opened his eyes suddenly, but it wasn't the impatience Ning Rongrong had imagined; instead, he frowned and said, "Who did you hear that from?"

Ning Rongrong blinked, also somewhat surprised.

But she soon laughed, drawing circles on his chest and saying: "Don't worry, Brother Jian, I didn't hear it from anyone; I found it and read it myself in the sect library."

"Why are you reading those things?"

Qin Jian was still frowning.

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and smiled, leaning close to him and saying softly: "Of course, it's so I can make you feel good, Brother Jian..."

At such a young age, she said this with such charming eyes that Qin Jian was momentarily dazed.

"I... I don't need you to do this..."

Qin Jian struggled to turn his head away to clear his thoughts, then continued: "Rongrong, we are equals; I don't need you to wrong yourself like this."

Ning Rongrong tilted her head, her waterfall-like silver-gray hair cascading to one side, adding even more charm: "Brother Jian, that's where you're mistaken. For a husband and wife to do things that please each other is only natural; how could there be any talk of being wronged?"

"Husband and wife..."

Qin Jian's gaze was vacant, and his heart filled with even more tenderness for Ning Rongrong.

This was his first love, the most special person in his heart...

"Besides, that little book also said it's good for beauty and nourishment..."

Ning Rongrong slowly slid down...

The night was enchanting, known only to the young couple, truly not to be spoken of to outsiders...

The next day, the holiday ended, and the seven Shrek students gathered once again.

On the training ground, when Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong walked over hand-in-hand, naturally, Ma Hongjun and Oscar's eyeballs shattered all over the floor.

"Rongrong! Didn't you go to sleep with Zhuqing last night? Why are you with Brother Jian?!"

Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and was the first to challenge them.

Oscar skillfully took out two melon-shaped Sausages, handed one to Ma Hongjun, and they began to munch away.

The Qin Jian-brand Asura Field was something they loved to see.

"Don't be so hot-tempered so early in the morning..."

Ning Rongrong leaned tightly against Qin Jian, without a hint of embarrassment: "I just saw that Tang San wasn't there, and I was afraid Brother Jian would be lonely by himself, so I went to keep him company."

And maybe drink some milk for beauty and nourishment while she was at it?

Qin Jian couldn't help but circle her rosy little mouth, immediately making the usually bold Ning Rongrong's pretty face turn slightly red.

Things that happen between a husband and wife truly do close the distance between hearts at high Speed.

What happened between the two of them that night was no less effective than that night with Zhu Zhuqing...

"Wow, Rongrong, have you forgotten about Zhuqing? It seems she is the brother's official girlfriend!"

Xiao Wu's words reminded Oscar and Ma Hongjun, and suddenly several gazes converged.

Why hadn't Zhuqing, who should be the one most up in arms, shown any reaction yet? This Asura Field didn't have enough power; it couldn't burn the battle-hardened Qin Jian at all.

Seeing several people looking over, Zhuqing's cold face remained expressionless, but she looked toward the hands Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong were holding.

"It's coming... it's coming..."

Ma Hongjun and Oscar raised their fists, their eyes glowing: "The roar of the tigress..."

"Hmph..."

But Zhu Zhuqing only gave a soft hmph and turned her head away once more.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun were both deeply disappointed: "That shouldn't have been the reaction..."

Even Xiao Wu shook her rabbit ears in confusion: "Zhuqing, aren't you the official girlfriend? Why don't you have any reaction at all?"

Hearing the words "official girlfriend" again, Zhu Zhuqing's face gradually turned somewhat pale...

Xiao Wu, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun looked at each other, all sensing something unusual.

"What reaction would she dare to have?"

Just then, Ning Rongrong suddenly put her hands on her hips and pointed at Zhu Zhuqing, saying: "You sneaky cat, a whole bag of Catnip, was it satisfying?"

As soon as these words were out, the previously pale-faced Zhu Zhuqing suddenly flushed red.

"Sneaky? Catnip? What are you all talking about? Why don't I understand?"

Xiao Wu's two rabbit ears each had three large question marks hovering above them.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun, however, glanced at each other and suddenly started chuckling, their expressions describable by only two words: lecherous.

"Sneaking around requires punishment!"

Ning Rongrong stepped forward, looked at Zhu Zhuqing, and pouted: "For this period of time, I forbid you from having any physical contact with Brother Jian, until Brother Jian reaches the level 50 Soul King rank!"

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