"Brother Jian, what are you thinking about?"

Ning Rongrong's pretty face suddenly appeared in front of her, with a look of inquiry on her face: "Brother Jian didn't know how to talk to me before. He would get distracted while talking."

"Ah, no, I just..."

Before Qin Jian finished speaking, Na'er popped up a little head from his chest: "He was just talking to me."

Qin Jian: "..."

Ning Rongrong lowered his head, at the same height as Na'er, and narrowed his eyes: "Who are you?"

"Hmph, you don't deserve to know."

Na'er made a noise and was about to retreat, but Ning Rongrong's faint voice followed closely: "No matter what you are, you are just a little girl who covets my sword brother."

"What's there to covet about such a playboy? You are the one to treat him as a treasure." Na'er popped up again with a whoosh.

Qin Jian gradually looked over at the people around him, and hurriedly pressed her head back into his body: "Na'er, stop making trouble."

"snort."

The girl snorted in displeasure and then shrank back again.

"Well, since you transformed, you have become more and more like a little girl. Is your body affected so much?" Qin Jian said in his heart.

"Is there...is there any?"

Na'er seemed slightly surprised, then she was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "If you don't tell me, I haven't discovered it yet. Indeed... I have done a lot of unspeakable things recently, especially today."

"The body...soul...consciousness...cannot exist independently. It is normal for it to be affected."

She said quietly: "It seems that I will have to pay more attention in the future..."

"No, it's fine for you to be like this." Qin Jian said hurriedly.

"Very good? You were sighing just now." Na'er said.

Qin Jian shook his head: "No, no, I like Na'er so cute the most."

"Cute? Is it cute to argue with your Rongrong?"

There was a smile in Na'er's voice.

Of course Qin Jian gave a positive answer: "Well, that's also very cute."

"Okay, since you like it so much, I'll continue."

Na'er's head popped up again: "Ning Rongrong, he just said... uh uh..."

Qin Jian tightly covered Na'er's little mouth and pushed her back again, almost crying: "Na'er, stop playing with me..."

"Then tell me again, who is the most special between me and her?" Na'er brought up the proposition again.

"Na'er...you have changed..."

Qin Jian said resentfully: "You would never have embarrassed me like this before."

"I was on the outside before, and now I'm in the middle. How can my mood be the same..." Na'er said calmly and coldly.

Qin Jian perked up after hearing this: "Na'er, what did you say? Can you say it again?"

"...No more." Na'er muttered after a while.

It's over, it's over, I accidentally let it slip and revealed my true feelings...

She has never admitted that she has any thoughts about Qin Jian, she has always emphasized partnership.

But this sentence just now completely revealed that I am in the middle of the game...

Not to mention Qin Jian's surprise, even she herself was a little confused.

Even if she asks herself now, she can't find an answer as to why she feels like she's in the game.

Because, from beginning to end, she still felt that she was outside, and Qin Jian was just a flower she raised. Why did she feel more and more strange recently?

If you really like him and have that kind of relationship with him, wouldn't it become what he talked about back then... and develop it?

If Na'er's consciousness has an entity, then her body has become pink now...

"Naer Naer, say it again..."

No matter how Qin Jian summoned him, Na'er made up her mind to remain silent this time.

"Brother Jian, what exactly is she?"

Seeing that he was distracted again, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but lift up her long skirt, sit on his lap facing each other, and hug his neck tightly: "Humph, let's see if she can still show up now."

Qin Jian reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her tightly.

This gesture is really ambiguous, and it has gained another wave of attention.

Xue Qinghe's mood took a turn for the worse, because now he could only see the back of Ning Rongrong's head, and could not see Qin Jian at all.

"Rongrong, didn't you say we'd talk about it after we get back?"

Qin Jian in turn buried his head in her arms, which were warm, soft and comfortable.

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong grabbed his ears and pulled his face away from his chest. Her pretty face was slightly pink: "There are many people here, what are you doing..."

Qin Jian turned his head, rubbed his little hands on both sides, and said with a smile: "I just can't help it. I can't help holding my beloved Rongrong. I just want to get closer."

Ning Rongrong instantly forgot about Na'er and all her thoughts, and all her thoughts returned to Qin Jian.

"Brother Jian, Rongrong really... really misses you..."

She held Qin Jian's cheek with both hands, and the two looked at each other in silence for a moment.

It is said that a very magical thing will happen when a couple who truly loves each other looks at each other, that is, they will kiss together beyond their control.

Because when the loved one's mouth is in front of you, it is like a whirlpool, which will produce a strong desire to kiss you.

The two kissed each other again, again forgetting the crowd around them.

This tingling feeling is really addictive, especially when they both have a strong desire for intimacy, they can't stop it.

But Xue Qinghe on the stage was so angry that he was so angry...

He was determined to arm-wrestle with the Pope's mother. He had been preparing for this moment for a long time, and was just waiting for Qin Jian to come back and take the bait!

As a result, this guy was buried in Ning Rongrong's tenderness and never came out again...

"Pa bang bang..."

After the song was finished, the audience applauded.

But Xue Qinghe had no expression on his face. He bowed slightly and walked down, aiming directly at Qin Jian, who was sitting and kissing.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the people eating melons lit up again.

What a good day it is today. There are so many melons to eat. It’s so satisfying! It’s so satisfying!

Tang San ate another piece of melon, which was both stuffy and refreshing.

"Brother Qin, what do you think of the music I specially composed?"

Xue Qinghe's voice still interrupted the passionate kiss between Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong.

"call…"

Ning Rongrong panted slightly and rested her head on Qin Jian's shoulder, her cheeks flushed.

It’s been so long since I’ve had a long kiss that I’ve even forgotten the basic skill of breathing…

Qin Jian's expression remained as usual.

He tilted his head and looked over Ning Rongrong's shoulder: "Is it His Royal Highness? What were you talking about just now?"

A big "#" appeared on Xue Qinghe's forehead, but it quickly disappeared, and his fair face became as calm and gentle as jade.

"Nothing, I just want to ask Mr. Qin, what do you think of this piece of music composed especially for you?" he said with a smile.

Such straightforward words instantly silenced Yuexuan.
Chapter completed!