Chapter 77： Rongrong, have chicken soup

are both auxiliary soul masters, Oske won't have such troubles.

And she knew that Ning Rongrong was from the Qibao Liuli Sect. Able to possess the martial spirit of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda must be a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Her status is certainly not low in the Qibao Liuli Sect.

As long as he waits enough to be with Ning Rongrong, he can hold the thigh of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect.

Qibao Glazed Glass Sect is the holy land that all auxiliary spirit masters yearn for. There are not only the soul masters with the Seven Treasure Glazed Glaze Tower martial arts, even other top auxiliary martial arts also have many soul masters who have joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Glaze Sect. Here is the most comprehensive and true knowledge of assisting Wuhun cultivation in the world.

Although he is in Shrek Academy now, he knows that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is his best way out in the future.

Therefore, Ning Rongrong is almost the perfect other half in his mind.

And Oscar felt that the whole continent might not find a girl that suits him.

But, all this is impossible.

There is no him, just because he is one step late.

He can't blame Zhao Ming for this kind of thing, after all, the girls in the world are not labeled who is who, everything is done by its own ability.

"Hey, brother, what are you thinking about?" Zhao Ming looked at Oscar, who was sometimes bitter, sometimes sad, sometimes eyes full of hope, and sometimes disappointed, Oscar said lightly.

"Nothing." Oscar shook his head vigorously.

"What about the chicken soup in your hand?" Zhao Ming said lightly.

This sentence was in Oscar's ears, and it seemed that Zhao Ming was asking him. After all, Zhao Ming is Ning Rongrong's genuine boyfriend, but he has come to show his respect to his girlfriend. If it were other people, I'm afraid it would have been calling him on his face.

Fortunately, Zhao Ming has a good temper, otherwise it would be bad this time. Oscar said inwardly.

"Chicken soup, I don't want it." Oscar said quickly. At this time, the chicken soup became a hot potato in his hands, and he wanted to throw it away quickly.

"You don't want such fragrant chicken soup? Why? Send it to Rongrong quickly." Zhao Ming frowned.

Seeing Zhao Ming frowned, Oscar thought Zhao Ming was angry: "I really don't want it anymore. I will go and throw it in the trash now."

As he said, Oscar went to the trash can outside the dormitory to throw it away.

"Why did you throw it away? I really don't understand you. Your temper is really weird. You might as well give it to me if you throw it away, I want it." Zhao Ming quickly took Oscar's hand to prevent Oscar from wasting food move.

Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey. Zhao Ming has never been used to the waste of food.

Seeing that Zhao Ming wanted it, Oscar immediately handed the pot to Zhao Ming. At the same time, he glanced at Zhao Ming and saw that he didn't seem to be angry, Oscar breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rong Rong was hungry after running for so long, and now it's time to be sent to her to eat." Taking the pot handed by Oscar, opened the lid of the pot for a burst of rich chicken fragrance. Moreover, Zhao Ming also saw a few medicinal branches that he did not know. Zhao Ming was not familiar with pharmacology, but he also knew that these were probably some medicinal materials for health preservation.

"Wait, what did you say? Rongrong and her?" Listening to Zhao Ming's words, Oscar felt something was wrong.

Yes, Rongrong, like herself, has to run around the village 20 times. She is weaker than herself, and she should come back much slower than herself. Could it be that Rongrong just came back?

And Rongrong finished running, he should be very tired, and he has no energy to do that with Zhao Ming.

"Rong Rong just came back. And it was me who came back, so I'm almost exhausted." Zhao Ming said in time.

Listening to Zhao Ming's words, Oscar's body trembled.

He understood why Zhao Ming was sweating so much. It turned out to be Rongrong.

Suddenly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the matter? Brother, you don't think I was doing something like that with Rongrong just now." Zhao Ming changed his face while holding the chicken soup, and said slightly angrily.

"No, how is it possible?" Oscar said with a smile.

"That's good. I thought you thought that way. Although Zhao Ming is not a gentleman, but Rong Rong is a lady, not a girl like that." Zhao Ming said in a heavy tone.

"Don't worry. Brother, what kind of person you are, I don't know yet? Besides, I can't doubt Rongrong's person." Oscar smiled and patted Zhao Ming on the shoulder.

"That's good, I'll take this chicken soup to Rongrong." Zhao Ming walked towards Ning Rongrong's dormitory with the pot.

With a smile, Oscar watched Zhao Ming approach the girls' dormitory.

Then his face turned black quickly. The face is as ugly as it is.

He didn't expect that he was wrong. Rongrong and Zhao Ming don't have the kind of relationship they imagined. But also, even if Zhao Ming had the heart to do something bad, how could a woman from a big sect like Ning Rongrong allow it?

But, I'm afraid something will happen after UU read .

He just wanted to cry when he thought that the chicken soup he had cooked was sent to Ning Rongrong by Zhao Ming.

Today, he has been running full of soul power, and completed the task a quarter of the time faster than usual. The purpose is to make soup for Ning Rongrong early.

I'm all right now, the soup I made is gone. The most important thing is, is he trying to acquire enemies?

Oscar is bitter, but I can't blame others.

The misunderstanding was his own misunderstanding, and the chicken soup was also given to Zhao Ming by himself. It can be said that Zhao Ming did nothing.

"Forget it, as long as Rongrong is still single, there is still a chance for everything." Cheering himself up, Oscar walked towards his dormitory. After running twenty laps, he is also very tired, he just wants to go to sleep now.

In the female dormitory, Ning Rongrong is not there, so he should be taking a shower.

Zhao Ming didn't say anything, he put the chicken soup on Ning Rongrong's table and turned away.

Not long after Zhao Ming left, Ning Rongrong wiped his wet hair with a handkerchief and saw the chicken soup on his table as soon as he came out. When tired and hungry, the smell of chicken made Ning Rongrong appetite.

As if thinking of something, Ning Rongrong did not move directly, but limped towards the door.

Outside the door, Zhao Ming is slowly walking away.

Looking at Zhao Ming's figure, all the grievances against Zhao Ming in Ning Rongrong's heart disappeared.

The sweetness rises in my heart.

Someone gave her something in the Qibao Liuli Sect. But those people wanted to let her know how hard they were and how precious the gifts were.

But, Zhao Ming, he didn't.

He didn't even say a word.