111 Chapter 110: Showdown with the scumbag

However, just as they left the door, Ning Rongrong, a support-type soul master, found herself running out of stamina.

"Panting~"

Bent at the waist, supporting her knees, she panted heavily while still holding Ye Qiu's left hand.

Straightening her body, she wiped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve, her eyes observing Ye Qiu, as if wanting to say something but hesitating.

"Why stop running?" Ye Qiu pretended not to notice, teasingly looking at her.

The indescribable gazes from the sect members just now made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Hmph! I can't run anymore~"

Seeing Ye Qiu's seemingly delighted expression, she frowned.

The first half of her words still sounded strong, but the latter softened. Her eyes stared at Ye Qiu, mixed with a bit of anticipation and pity.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qiu looked at her, feigning ignorance.

"Ye Qiu~" Ning Rongrong leaned close to Ye Qiu, resting her head on his shoulder.

Her small mouth approached his ear, and her gentle voice, mixed with warm breath, reddened his earlobes.

"How about carrying me on your back?"

"Huh?" Ye Qiu looked at her in surprise, tilting his head, attempting to create some distance.

This girl just said she wanted to walk together a moment ago!

"Is it not okay?" Seeing he had no reaction, Ning Rongrong looked somewhat disappointed and lowered her head.

"Okay, okay!" Ye Qiu chuckled helplessly, squatting down to let her climb on.

"Great!" Hearing his agreement, Ning Rongrong immediately let go of Ye Qiu's hand, jumped up, and hugged his neck.

Apart from the lack of two prominent bumps, her body proportions were quite good. Carrying her on his back didn't feel too heavy.

"So fragrant~" As soon as Ning Rongrong leaned on Ye Qiu's back, she smelled a faint fragrance, and her fatigue seemed to alleviate.

Sniffing lightly, she buried her head into Ye Qiu's neck.

Feeling the warmth emitted from his neck, Ye Qiu became a bit uneasy, regretting using that fragrant soul skill!

Walking on the road, Ning Rongrong's voice sounded muffled from Ye Qiu's neck.

"Ye Qiu~ Why did you use Xiao Lan's soul skill? I am not stupid, I noticed it, you know."

"..." Ye Qiu paused for a moment, his face turning serious.

"Miss Rongrong! This seems unrelated to you, right? I don't want to talk about it!" Ye Qiu said.

"I, I didn't ask you to tell me!"

She thought Ye Qiu was angry, and her arms around Ye Qiu's neck tightened. I had to poke my head over to see his expression.

Unfortunately, her neck was not long enough, so she could only forcefully pull Ye Qiu's face and look at him seriously.

"Ye Qiu, I just want to say that I'll help you keep this secret!"

Too close!! Ye Qiu's pupils trembled slightly, and their red lips and white teeth were almost touching.

"I'm serious! Don't be angry, okay?" When Ning Rongrong's upper and lower lips touched, they also touched Ye Qiu's

"Enough!" As Ye Qiu's calm voice came out, Ning Rongrong hastily covered his mouth.

"Stop talking about it! I don't want to discuss this topic now!"

"Then, Miss Rongrong, would you mind getting down?" Ye Qiu suggested.

"No!" Stubbornly, Ning Rongrong clung to Ye Qiu's neck, refusing to let go.

"I don't want you to call me Miss Rongrong!"

"I don't want you to take the initiative anymore! Anyway, I want you to carry me!"

Her voice carried a hint of teary feeling.

Feeling the wetness on his shoulder, Ye Qiu felt a bit helpless. It seemed he was indeed a scumbag.

Silent for a while, Ye Qiu felt suffocated by the warmth transmitted from Ning Rongrong on his back.

Remembering the scenes that had happened, it seemed she had cried quite a few times since she met him.

"Miss Rongrong... I need..."

"Sigh~"

As soon as he spoke, a sharp pain came from his shoulder!

This time, she didn't leave any room for comfort; her voice turned colder.

"I've said it! Call me Rongrong!"

"I also don't want to discuss this topic anymore. Let's enter the city now! Immediately, right away!"

"Fine! Rongrong." Ye Qiu nodded awkwardly and slowly walked towards the gate of Tian Dou City.

Actually, he wanted to say that he needed some time!

Outside Tian Dou City, in a small grove.

Ripples appeared in space, and a transparent vortex emerged. Ye Qiu and Ning Rongrong's figures appeared here.

"Ye Qiu, I didn't expect your soul skill to be so powerful, even more amazing than Grandpa Bone's!" Ning Rongrong gently wiped the sweat from Ye Qiu's forehead.

Ye Qiu, with a pair of dead fish eyes, stared straight at Ning Rongrong.

On his face, ears, not only were there traces of red lipstick, but there were also a few tooth marks.

"Haha~" Looking at her masterpiece, Ning Rongrong's face turned red like she had drunk wine.

"Rongrong..."

"Hmm?" Ning Rongrong stared with wide eyes, pursed her lips, showing signs of mischief.

Under her gaze, Ye Qiu quickly changed his words.

"Rongrong, can you get down now?"

"No!" Stubbornly, Ning Rongrong clung to Ye Qiu's neck, refusing to let go.

"I don't want you to call me Miss Rongrong!"

"I don't want you to take the initiative anymore! Anyway, I want you to carry me!"

Ning Rongrong's voice contained a hint of crying.

Ye Qiu also felt it; his shoulder seemed to be getting wet.

"Sigh~" Ye Qiu felt a bit depressed. It seemed he was indeed a scumbag.

After a moment of silence, feeling the warmth transmitted from Ning Rongrong on his back, Ye Qiu finally couldn't stand it.

"Ning Rongrong, don't mess around!"

"Then, are you really angry? You're not talking to me~!"

"No! If I were angry, why would I carry you on my back?"

Ning Rongrong's vermilion lips touched Ye Qiu's ear, occasionally pursing them, then lightly biting him.

"Don't call me Miss Rongrong! Call me Rongrong, or else, I might bite you more than once later!"

"Alright, alright, Rongrong, stop playing around. Otherwise, I might really throw you down later!"

Eventually, Ning Rongrong didn't let Ye Qiu carry her all the way into Tian Dou City.

(End of this chapter)

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