Reject the Goddess from Douluo

At this time, Ning Rongrong rested her chin on both hands, and for some reason a faint blush appeared on her face. Looking at the man in front of her, a flash of brilliance flashed in her beautiful big eyes from time to time, and she spoke a little vaguely.

"I don't know what disease I have. I went to several pharmacies, but they all smiled and shook their heads and said they couldn't open it."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Ning Fan nodded his head lightly, with a look of understanding on his face.

Sure enough, as he expected, this little witch is visiting relatives!

Otherwise, with so many soul doctors in Tiandou City, how could they not be able to prescribe medicine?

"Then, what did Doctor Luo Shu say?"

Ning Fan asked with a smile.

Luo Shu, a well-known Heaven Dou City, is not only proficient in medicinal materials and medical theory, but also a very rare healing soul master of level 48.

"He, he said that what I have is a heart disease, and he can't prescribe the medicine, I have to use someone to treat it..."

Ning Rongrong, holding a small bowl of brown sugar ginger soup with one small hand, and twisting the texture of the stone table with the other hand, suddenly became awkward.

"Ding! Your combat experience has improved a little!"

"Ding! You got the revolver manufacturing blueprint!"

A cold mechanical sound sounded in my mind again, indicating that the girl in front of me was not calm at this moment.

However, Ning Fan didn't put his mind on it, but looked at the twisting little witch in front of him, his eyes were a little weird.

"Heart disease??"

Ning Fan murmured in his heart, and then looked at the bottomless milky white bowl in Ning Rongrong's hands, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The little witch actually drank the bowl full of brown sugar and ginger silk water that I poured for her so quickly.

After a cry of surprise in his heart, he immediately displayed his warm and caring nature again.

After lightly nodding his head, he immediately got up and poured another bowl for the little witch.

"Heart disease should take more rest, don't jump around all day, drink more hot water, no, it's hot soup. Hehe, it seems that you like drinking this, so you didn't waste my morning effort."

Ning Fan got up and bent down, and while filling Ning Rongrong's bowl again, he said with a smile.

"You, have you boiled this all morning?" Ning Rongrong held the edge of the bowl with two small hands, as if feeling the temperature in it, then slightly raised his head to look at Ning Fan, and said softly

"En." Ning Fan smiled slightly.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong lowered her head, looked at the brown sugar water in the bowl that was emitting wisps of white smoke, hugged her two little hands tighter, and murmured in a low voice.

"Actually, I don't like too sweet taste..."

Ning Rongrong didn't like the taste very much. If she followed her previous habits, let alone finish the whole bowl, maybe after taking a sip, her complexion changed and she would directly splash it on Ning Fan's face.

But now...

"Huh? What?" Ning Fan didn't hear Ning Rongrong's whisper.

"No! It's nothing! You..." Ning Rongrong suddenly raised her head, her beautiful big eyes were filled with a touch of moist water, and she yelled inexplicably in a panic.

Immediately, the beautiful big eyes froze slightly, and the sight froze on Ning Fan's right hand near the tiger's mouth, and the sharp and powerful eyes that were used to slowly eased down.

"You, the burn on your hand is..."

"Well, huh, since I joined this sect and became a core disciple, I haven't touched the kitchen for a long time, and I was scalded by making simple brown sugar water. Sure enough, it's still too useless..."

Hearing this, Ning Fan's eyes flickered slightly, and immediately put the wound on his right hand into his cuff, sat back on the stone chair, shook his head, looked at Ning Rongrong and laughed at himself helplessly.

This is his sincere words, he will not harm himself just to get Ning Rongrong's sympathy.

It was really because I hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time, and in the end I was careless and flustered, and there was a little accident.

"Hmph, it's really trash!" Ning Rongrong turned her head away and snorted softly, noncommittal.

"However, it seems that you were injured because of Miss Ben, hmph, take this back, apply it twice, and the burn will recover within a day."

With a wave of Ning Rongrong's small hand, following a flash of white light, a small white jade bottle appeared on the stone table.

"Ding! You got ten gold coins!"

At this moment, a voice sounded in Ning Fan's mind again.

"Huh? Only ten gold coins?"

Ning Fan looked at the white jade vial with dull eyes, thinking inwardly.

This is the first time that Ning Rongrong gave herself something, logically speaking, it shouldn't be the only thing.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and accept it!" Ning Rongrong patted the stone table with her small hands, and loudly reprimanded dissatisfied.

"Oh... oh, good!"

Ning Rongrong's scolding brought Ning Fan back to his senses, and immediately put away the white jade vial, and looked up at Ning Rongrong, his eyes became more and more strange.

For some reason, Ning Rongrong's fair and tender face and ears were blushing all over.

The cute little head is like a red hairy crab after cooking.

"Hiss, why do you feel that this little witch is extraordinarily strange today?"

It's really strange, after all, this little witch is usually very lively.

A strange thought flashed in Ning Fan's mind, and immediately he had no idea to continue exploring, so he cleared his mind.

With a gentle smile on his face, he continued.

"Rongrong, I feel that you seem a little strange? Could it be because of that "heart disease"? If you are in a bad mood, relax, do you want me to take you out to play alone, to relax?"

Although it felt a little wrong, Ning Fan didn't continue to take it to heart.

"Hmph, you're just a little disciple. Could it be possible to hide this from Dad's eyes and let Miss Ben slip out alone?"

"I wanted to sneak out last time. You helped me with confidence, but you were discovered in the end. You were strictly warned by your father that time!"

At this time, the blush on Ning Rongrong's face slowly faded, and she hugged her two small hands on her chest, and said to Ning Fan disdainfully.

"Hehe, it is indeed difficult, but as long as I can do it, you can leave it to me."

Ning Fan looked into Ning Rongrong's eyes, and said softly to him with an unquestionable tone.

Ning Rongrong's beautiful big eyes dodged slightly, the bright red on her face that had faded rose again, and she waved her white and tender hand at Ning Fan, saying something unnaturally.

"Forget it, forget it. If Dad finds out about sneaking this time, your impression in Dad's eyes will be even worse."

"Also, I'm not in a bad mood..." Ning Rongrong lowered her head and muttered softly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Strange, really strange!

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

hiss!I don't know when did this little witch start thinking about his feelings and situation?

However, this "heart disease" does not refer to a bad mood?

what is that?

And must rule of man?

Could it be?

Ok?

At this time, Ning Fan seemed to have finally realized what the "heart disease" was, and turned his head to look at Ning Rongrong at this time, with an inexplicable color in his eyes.

But at this time Ning Rongrong stood up, her lips were biting blue, and both hands tightly grasped the hem of the clothes.

He opened and closed his mouth again, as if he was adjusting his mood and tone, and pressed his chest again, took several deep breaths before hesitating to speak.

"In view of... because of your special performance on my birthday last time, I am very happy, so Miss Ben... has decided to give... you a chance! As a reward!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his proud and snow-white neck, closed his beautiful big eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, waiting for Ning Fan's reply.

Ning Fan let out a sigh of relief, Ning Rongrong's almost explicit words made him completely understand what Ning Rongrong meant.

"Um, do you want me to confess to her?" Ning Fan thought to himself.

However, to understand is to understand.

However, Ning Fan chose to play dumb!

"Last time, it was just my unexpected work. If you want to listen to Rongrong, you can continue to be my listener in the future. Hehe, I don't need any rewards."

"what!"

Ning Rongrong opened her beautiful big eyes, and her eyes were full of unexpected and unbelievable colors. She never thought that she had hinted so clearly.

He didn't even understand what he meant!

The idiot!Dog minion!

Seeing the gentle smile on the face of the man in front of him, Ning Rongrong became impatient, stamped his feet, and kept cursing Ning Fan secretly in his heart.

At this time, Ning Fan, who had already sensed that something was wrong, also acted uncharacteristically.

Dang even coughed lightly, stood up straight away, touched the back of his head, and suddenly said:

"Ahem! Ah! I suddenly remembered something. The brother-in-law of my second aunt and third uncle, who was a good friend of mine when I was young, is coming here to see me today, so I left first!"

After finding a reason at random, the warm and harmonious atmosphere between the two of them disappeared in an instant, and Ning Fan turned around and ran away!

"Stop!! You...you dare to leave like this! I'll ask Grandpa Bones to break your dog legs right away!"

The unruly tone was the same as before, but what was different from usual was that the trembling voice indicated that Ning Rongrong was extremely emotional at this time.

After all, even the little witch of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School has almost zero experience in terms of feelings.

After a few days of hesitation, I finally mustered up the courage and made preparations, but I didn't expect to get such a result.

Ning Rongrong, who has always enjoyed smooth sailing in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and enjoyed the favor of the whole school, will not be reconciled!

If there is no result today, Ning Fan must not leave!

Hearing this, Ning Fan's figure immediately froze in place, turned around, with a look of helplessness on his face, continued to play dumb, and said with a somewhat ambiguous teaser.

"Oh? Rongrong, you seem to be very strange today? Could it be that you are so reluctant to let me leave?"

If it was based on past experience, if Ning Fan said this, the arrogant little witch Ning Rongrong would definitely tell him to get out of here with a face full of embarrassment!

But today, Ning Rongrong was a little different, her face blushed, she snorted coldly, and nodded her head!