Chapter 12

After a quiet life for several days, Muchen is happy every day.

Habitually staying in bed in the morning, practicing meditation in the afternoon and flirting with Tang Yuehua in the evening.

Tang Yuehua is a big sister who likes to be shy and elegant in front of Tang Muchen.

These two days, Tang Yuehua also arranged a proof for Tang Muchen to go to the soul master college.

But it's still early now. Muchen just needs to continue practicing and wait for the school day.

In fact, Muchen refused very much. He didn't expect that he would still have to study when crossing Douluo continent, but he was distracted at the thought of strong strength and beautiful girls.

Ollie, give it.

Every day you bathe in dust, you should cheer yourself up. The slogan is.

To save the fallen women of Douluo continent.

However, Ning Rongrong and Mu Chen have never seen her again. It is estimated that he has been practicing well in the sect. After all, the innate soul power is level 9. Strive to break through level 10. She can hunt and kill soul animals to obtain the soul ring and get the first soul skill. Moreover, Mu Chen wants to have special people to teach her in the sect, and she doesn't have to go to the junior soul master college.

It seems that their contact time with Ning Rongrong is still too short.

But I do miss that proud little girl who will be shy.

Without the little witch's temper in the future, she still looks very cute. Her skin is white, her eyes are smart, her legs are slender, pink and tender, and her hair is scattered with light crystal, emitting the vitality of a beautiful girl.

Thinking of Ning Rongrong, Muchen recalled her voice and smile.

I couldn't help smiling.

I'm not controlled by Laurie.

——————————————————-I'm the dividing line of hemp batch.

On this day, the wind is sunny, the breeze is not dry, and the sun is just right.

As always, Muchen is still sleeping in.

It's a bad habit to pout your little ass high.

But Tang Yuehua likes to see this boy like this. He talks and does things that don't meet his age every day. It's good to be cute occasionally.

Tang Muchen usually sleeps until the third watch of the day, but do you think it will be the same today?

Of course not. An unexpected guest came today.

"Um ~"

Tang Muchen unconsciously fiddled with the hair on his face.

Itchy, crisp.

"Who?"

Finally, the hair went into the nostrils. And pranks.

The tiger doesn't get angry. You think I'm Hello Kitty.

I don't know which girl is like this. Tang Muchen didn't think much. With his feeling, he climbed up with one hand, grabbed his wrist, and suddenly closed and grabbed it.

Only a scream was heard.

"Ah, hooligan."

Then the embroidered pillow smashed over and smothered his head with a quilt.

"Ah, it hurts me. No, the flax falls."

————————————————Ride my beloved little motorcycle and never look back~

The third floor of Yuexuan is the place where Tang Yuehua receives guests, with a study.

Tang Yuehua sipped her thin lips, took a breath of tea, trimmed her legs, dressed in Silver Palace clothes and smiled.

"The smelly boy is still lying in bed. It seems that it's difficult for her to ask Rongrong to call."

A handsome middle-aged man opposite smiled and said, "ha ha, the xuanlord's brother is also a man of temperament. Oh, they're coming."

The people in the back had messy hair, dressed in decent robes, and inexplicably had beaten red marks on their faces.

Ning Rongrong in front walked fast, with a rosy face and a suspicious blush.

They stood behind their parents and stood there silently without saying a word.

Tang Muchen is a little embarrassed. He bullied Ning Rongrong just now. The handsome guy in front of him is her father Ning Fengzhi. That's it.

And Tang Yuehua's smiling face.

Oh my god。

It's too sad.

Little fart kids have a hairy feel.

It's a big loss this time.

Tang Yuehua guessed what had happened as soon as he saw the two people's expressions.

The bottom of my heart suddenly came up with a pain. I felt this every time after meeting Ning Rongrong.

"What's wrong with me."

Tang Yuehua has some doubts.

Ning Fengzhi spoke first: "Hello, Muchen, I'm Ning Fengzhi, Rongrong's father. I've heard Rongrong mention you before. It happens that I'm coming to find the Lord recently."

Ning Rongrong immediately refused and said angrily, "Dad, what did you say? Where did I mention him?"

"Ha ha, yes, it's me. I'm the only one who has something to do with Lord Yuexuan. You came here as a little follower."

"Well, Lord Ning, I'm Tang Muchen. Nice to meet you."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and said, "don't be so restrained. Just call me uncle Ning."

"By the way, Lord Xuan, can you please do something else besides what you just said this time?" Ning Fengzhi paused and said, "little girl Rong Rong wants to enter Tiandou city soul master junior college. Muchen just wants to go too. We Rong Rong is an auxiliary Department soul master. I hope Muchen will take care of it. What do you think?"

The last sentence is to ask Muchen.

Muchen certainly nodded and agreed, but secretly said in her heart, "who dares to provoke Ning Rongrong? She's also a little bit of a little witch now. It's really painful to play tricks on people."

However, after agreeing, Muchen had a feeling, a man's intuition.

Tang Yuehua was a little unhappy, but Ning Rongrong was on the contrary.

"Ha ha, that's good. Then, Lord Yuexuan, I'll go first. I hope you can send a letter to Xiaotian Douluo as soon as possible. Please."

Tang Yuehua nodded.

Ning Rongrong hid behind Ning Fengzhi and made a face: "you guy, wait, I'll let you call your sister to school and I'll beat you."

Ning Feng covered it with his big hand: "how do you speak? Don't say goodbye quickly."

The sister and brother took the father and daughter to the door

When she saw them get on the bus, Yuehua turned her head, ignored Tang Muchen and took care of herself.

In the study on the third floor, Tang Muchen pasted Yuehua and shouted, "sister Yuehua, what's wrong with you."

"Angry."

"I didn't."

Yuehua is angry. In fact, she doesn't know what her situation is. She just doesn't want to talk to Tang Muchen.

Tang Muchen judged with the intuition of slag man that this is not what he wants. Tang Yuehua loves him very much. These things have not happened yet. It should be that Tang Yuehua feels empty at the bottom of his heart. His brother, who has been raised for so long, flirts with others. Naturally, he is a little uncomfortable. In addition, he will tease her more or less. He must not like it.

But there are solutions.

Tang Muchen deliberately said, "Oh, I'm jealous. Sister Yuehua is jealous of Rongrong."

"What are you talking about, you little boy, how can I be jealous?"

Yuehua blushed.

This topic should not go on.

Tang Muchen changed his strategy, pretended to be a little adult, took Tang Yuehua's hand and said with a smile: "don't worry, sister Yuehua, I want to marry you. No one else can rob me. "

For a time, even Tang Yuehua was fascinated by the strong winds and waves. The lethality of these words was great.

"Well, I see. I'm not angry." Yuehua whispered.