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He was a little puzzled.

There is a faint light of hope in the eyes of the stunningly beautiful girl in front of her.

It's like a little pet that hopes to be praised by its owner, which is so cute and pitiful, and there is such a meaning in the eyes.

But I also praised her just now, how could there be such a look.

[Could it be that the way I praised her was wrong? 】

Tang Muchen suddenly felt a little puzzled.

[Or, it's the wrong place to praise. 】

Tang Muchen's little head turned rapidly.

Turn it up quickly, Tang Muchen, use your love brain.

Even if it's only for a moment.

Tang Muchen's mind turned countless times, analyzing the experience he had learned from countless life mentors in the past and his own years of experience.

Her eyes were shining, her eyes were flushed, and tears flowed slightly, which made people feel distressed.

But the smile on her pretty face couldn't be concealed either.

Since what she just said has made her feel happy, so where is there any omission?

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and Tang Muchen felt that he should start over.

The reason why I praised her was because of her role in this battle.

He already had some idea in his heart, but he was not sure, so Tang Muchen decided to test the girl in front of him.

Taking a step forward, the extended golden dragon wings surrounded her.

Tang Muchen pointed to one of the golden dragon wings and said with a smile: "Look, the power you blessed just now hurt me."

Following the direction indicated by Tang Muchen, Ning Rongrong blinked his eyes and looked over, and indeed saw the damage, the gorgeous golden dragon wings were slightly blurred, the sharp dragon scales were also somewhat damaged, and a bright red color could be vaguely seen.

Of course, this was the injury that Tang Muchen had hidden just now, in order to hit those protagonists a little deeper.

After all, even he would be injured.

Ning Rongrong just looked at the blood-smeared wound slightly, feeling the pain in his heart, tears flowed down unconsciously, his little face covered with tears moved closer, and began to breathe heavily on his wound.

"Does it hurt?"

There was a soft but distressed expression on her face, and her little hand couldn't stop stroking his golden wings slightly.

"sorry."

She apologized, and her big eyes were red with tears, which made Tang Muchen feel a little embarrassed.

"It's just a small injury, don't worry about it."

He scratched his head, seeing the girl he liked showing such an expression, he seemed to have become that young man who only foolishly coaxed his younger sister.

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"I just want to prove myself."

Ning Rongrong shook her head violently.

"But I don't want you to get hurt more than to prove myself."

She looked at Tang Muchen's bloody wounds with tears in her eyes.

At this time, a very strange scene appeared.

A beautiful girl looked at a fist-sized wound and shed tears, her eyes were red.

Think temples.

Tang Muchen looked at the performance and words of the girl in front of him, and closed his eyes slightly.

The next moment, he retracted his wings that were several meters long, stretched out his big hands, and hugged her slender waist tightly.

In the same way, one hand supported her slender waist, and the other fixed her against his body.

"Rongrong, listen to me."

Tang Muchen leaned closer to her ear and said, "I saw it, you proved yourself."

Looking at the pink ears, he decisively tapped his tongue.

"Bah."

It was as if an electric shock passed by, and with a coquettish cry, A Ning Rongrong's body limply fell into his arms.

"No matter who is by your side, you can use your power well."

The faint murmur caused ripples in her heart.

Feeling the warmth of the man in front of him, Ning Rongrong felt a little hot on his little face.

"How red is it?"

She doesn't know, it's just that she enjoys this look very much.

Just like that, being held in his arms, you don't have to think about anything, feel his tenderness, get used to his heat, like the whispers in his ear, fall in love with the feeling of being dominated by him.

"In my eyes."

He paused, opened his big mouth, and gently closed her red ears.

"Well, itchy."

There seemed to be red steam coming out of her little face, and her whole body seemed to be crumbling.

"What's the matter, they're all old couples."

Tang Muchen chuckled.

"Who, who is with your old husband and wife?"

Ning Rongrong's winking eyes were like silk, and a faint coquettishness permeated around the two of them.

"Rongrong, in my eyes, your importance is irreplaceable."

His firm words rang in her ears.

"It's not wrong, you know that?"

She waited quietly for his next words.

Tang Muchen smiled slightly, and raised his lips: "You know what? It was such a happy thing that you were behind me before."

For just a moment, Ning Rongrong felt that something in his heart was destroyed.

The idea of ​​being irresistible dominated her movements.

When she woke up, she was already panting slightly against his firm arm.

It hurts and swells.

This is Ning Rongrong's true thoughts.

She felt the swelling of the corners of her mouth, and the scene just now gradually came to life in her mind.

He proactively kissed his lips.

Sucking hungrily.

Not to be outdone, he imposed sanctions on himself.

The final result was that his face was blushing, and he fell powerlessly on his chest, listening to the pounding heartbeat.

"So, are you also so nervous?"

Ning Rongrong sneered, and drew circles on Tang Muchen's chest with his fingers.

The heavy breath on the head strengthened, but made Ning Rongrong tremble all over.

Because, you know.

Tang Muchen grabbed her teasing paw like a cat, held it tightly, and said word by word: "I like you very much, baby Rongrong."

He hugged her tightly, no gaps.

In her ear, he told many stories.

Including being around him makes him feel excited and can't be himself.

Playing with him against other guys will give him a huge boost in motivation.

"Chichi."

Do you think so too?

Rongrong was a little happy, raised his head slightly, and looked at the handsome young man in front of him.

"No matter what it is, at least, there is always my shadow by your side."

"That's enough."

"I don't want to be by your side for only six short years. I will depend on you for the rest of my life."

She closed the big blue eyes of Tianshui, raised her small head slightly, and her delicate face exuded a beautiful brilliance under the sunlight.

At the same time, it seemed to be drawn by something.

Tang Muchen's lips gently covered them.

There is no fiery kiss, but just feeling the warmth of the other party's side.

That's enough.