Chapter 85: Night Chat

Ye Qiu's eyes were slightly red, trying not to let his expression lose control.

Making his smile look a bit more natural.

The words he spoke were somewhat ambiguous.

"Hehe. These candied haws are very, very delicious!"

"Really! Did you taste it?" Ning Rongrong's eyes curved.

While behind Ye Qiu, Xiao lan looked at him with a terrified expression.

"How about you try it yourself?"

"That's great! I'll take them over now and let my dad try them!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Listen to me!"

Ye Qiu's loud shout was in vain.

Ning Rongrong had already run out.

Watching her brisk figure, he could sense that she was indeed very happy.

But Ye Qiu felt a bit uneasy in his heart.

He could only hope that she wouldn't cause trouble for him when she came back!

Shortly after, he held back, and the tears he had been holding back flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Hastily spitting out the remaining hawthorn fruit in his mouth.

Squatting down, he pressed Xiao lan's shoulders and asked the question he most wanted to know now!

"How on earth did you manage to eat that? Huh?"

"Rong Rong, Sister Rong Rong said if I eat one, she will treat me to a fine banquet~ But, Xiao lan really can't take it anymore!"

Covering her mouth, she even wanted to pull her tongue out and wash it.

"Xiao lan's mouth is so bitter, did it break? Oh, ah~"

Watching Xiao lan crying, Ye Qiu was once again speechless.

He could only gently pat her back to comfort her.

Who knows if Ning Fengzhi and the others can endure it; he certainly can't.

...

Night fell, and the bright moon adorned the sky.

Ye Qiu came alone to the pavilion in the courtyard, supporting his chin in contemplation.

When he was surrounded by Xue Beng and others today, he found his current shortcomings.

It seemed that every time he used his soul skills, he would end up either dead or disabled!

Currently, Divine might attacks were either twisting the head or twisting the waist, causing at least a disability if it hit.

Amaterasu was still uncontrollable, and it was lethal when burning and cutting.

The most reliable Tsukuyomi, was also prone to turning people into fools*.

All these soul skills were only suitable for situations where it's a life-and-death battle.

As for Blue Silver Emperor, the current martial soul, it only had two auxiliary soul skills, which were unnecessary in combat.

"I wonder if I can develop my own soul skill?"

Just as he was about to look up and gaze at the bright moon in the sky, a pair of jade feet dangled from the eaves of the pavilion, gently swinging.

Long, slender toes, well-proportioned and smooth legs, glowing with a faint halo under the moonlight, a bit dazzling.

It was Ning Rongrong.

When she returned in the afternoon, although the plate in her hand was empty, her expression seemed a bit absent.

Seeing her like that, Ye Qiu didn't dare to provoke her.

Against his expectations, she didn't fuss around and instead went straight into the room by herself.

Ye Qiu leaped onto the roof, watching her back.

At this moment, she was drinking alone, wearing a suspender nightgown, facing the evening breeze, her brown hair flying.

The originally flamboyant little witch now had a touch of vulnerability and tranquility.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Hmm?" Sensing the movement behind her, she turned to look at Ye Qiu, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Without an invitation, Ye Qiu sat down beside her. "Just thinking about something!"

"Is there anything worth thinking about?" Ning Rongrong took a sip of wine, looking at Ye Qiu curiously.

"Of course! Thinking about the future, thinking about how I should proceed and what I should do next. How about you? As someone likely to inherit the sect, have you never thought about these things?"

Ye Qiu lay down, hands behind his head.

Hearing his words, Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, not answering.

The two fell into silence, gazing at the moon hanging high in the sky.

Ye Qiu's voice rang out again, asking Ning Rongrong.

"What were you thinking just now?"

"I've been wondering if I've been too willful all this time."

With her head down, staring into her reflection the wine glass, she had a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Her thoughts drifted back to this afternoon.

After taking out the candied haws she had made.

Dad, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone all had ugly expressions, but they all said it was delicious. The two grandpas even competed with each other.

She didn't notice anything wrong at first; all she felt was triumphant.

Until later.

When she gave some to her older brothers and sisters.

Except for Ning Tian, who took a bite, shed tears, and said it was good, everyone else spoke harshly to her.

They thought she was playing some prank again, saying she was not doing anything usefull, just causing trouble.

Clearly, she genuinely wanted to share something with them.

Thinking of this, her eyes became somewhat red, and she bit her lip, speaking in a slightly lowered voice.

"Your words just now have confirmed something for me~"

Ye Qiu looked at her surprisingly. Did this little witch just have an enlightenment?

With teary eyes, she glanced at Ye Qiu's surprised expression, snorted coldly.

"Humph! It seems like you think so too!"

"Well, I do think it's a bit." Ye Qiu rubbed his nose, speaking the truth.

After taking a sip of wine, Ning Rongrong also lay down. She didn't want tears to fall.

During this time in front of Ye Qiu, she had cried quite a few times.

Turning her head, she looked at the glimmer of tears in Ye Qiu's eyes, feeling somewhat guilty.

The two fell into silence again for a long time.

"Thank you!"

"Sorry!"

Suddenly, two voices sounded simultaneously.

Both turned to look at each other in surprise, locking eyes briefly, then quickly looked away.

"Why say thank you?"

"Why say sorry?"

They exchanged glances again.

"You go first!" x2. Simultaneous.

"Ladies first, or would you like to go first!"

"Okay!"

Ning Rongrong nodded slightly, her voice gentle without the usual arrogance of "this miss" or "young lady."

"Thank you for saving me! And thank you for praising the food I made!"

When she said the latter sentence, there was a slight pause. Looking at Ye Qiu, her eyes sparkled with a different brilliance.

Except for her dad and the other two, Ye Qiu was the first one willing to praise the candied haws she made. This feeling made a warm stream surge in her heart.

"Uh, cough cough!" After hearing her words and looking at her eyes, Ye Qiu felt a bit awkward and didn't dare to look at her.

"What's wrong with you? I'm done talking; it's your turn!" Ning Rongrong frowned and looked at him, clearly fine just now!

"Can you stop?" Ye Qiu looked disgruntled.

"Of course not!" Ning Rongrong glared at him with an inflated look.

"Then let's agree beforehand that you won't hit me after I say it?"

"Why?" She looked at him strangely, stared at him for a few seconds, and nodded.

"Don't scold me either!"

"Okay, okay! Are you done talking? Hmph!" She glared at him without kindness.

"Cough, sorry! Actually, when I praised you, I wanted to trick you into eating some too, ah woo!"

Ye Qiu screamed in pain, bent over, clutching his stomach.

(End of this chapter)