Chapter 342 Master, Have You Kissed Her?

Zhao Ling saw the girl of about eleven or twelve years old who threw herself into his arms. She was wearing a white long dress and had an extremely delicate face.

He is about 1.65 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure and a noble temperament.

"Rongrong, why are you here?"

"Why else? Rongrong heard that you had returned home, but you didn't come to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to look for me for so many days, so I had no choice but to come to your house by myself.

By the way, Brother Ling, Rongrong remembers that you once said that after Rongrong awakens his martial spirit at the age of six, you will give Rongrong a gift, right?

It's been more than five years, where's Rongrong's gift? You didn't forget it, did you?

Ning Rongrong put her arms around Zhao Ling's waist and looked up at him expectantly, as if she was waiting for him to give her a gift.

Zhao Ling then remembered this matter, but now was not the time to talk about it.

Especially now that Ning Rongrong was hugging him around the waist, he could feel Zhu Zhuqing's jealous and angry eyes behind him.

He quickly said to Ning Rongrong, "Rongrong, let go of Brother Ling now. I will give you the gift later."

"No, I want to hug Brother Ling. It's your fault that you disappeared for five years.

Rongrong will make up for all the debts you owe Rongrong over the past five years. Also, lower your head quickly. Rongrong wants a kiss."

Ning Rongrong shook her head. Not only did she not want to let go of Zhao Ling, she also wanted to kiss Zhao Ling on the cheek a few times.

Anyway, in her opinion, Brother Xiao Ling would come to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to see her since she was a child.

Every time Brother Ling hugged her, she would kiss him.

Although I have grown up now, I can no longer let Brother Ling pick me up.

But when it comes to Brother Ling, I absolutely cannot miss out.

Zhao Ling only felt that the resentment from Zhu Zhuqing behind him was growing deeper and deeper, and he suspected that Zhu Zhuqing was about to explode.

Sure enough, just as Zhao Ling had this thought, Zhu Zhuqing came out, grabbed Ning Rongrong's shoulders and said dissatisfiedly.

"Ning Rongrong, please let go of my master quickly. I haven't even kissed my master yet, why should I give him up to you???"

Ning Rongrong then turned her gaze away from Zhao Ling's face and discovered that there were other women in the courtyard, one of whom was her classmate.

"Student Zhu Zhuqing? Why are you in Brother Ling's house? You said Brother Ling is your master? In other words, you are Brother Ling's disciple?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing curiously, but her arms around Zhao Ling did not loosen. Instead, she hugged her tighter and tighter like a koala.

This made Zhu Zhuqing unable to bear it at all. She said coldly to Ning Rongrong: "So what?"

"If so, that's easy..."

Ning Rongrong let go of Zhao Ling's waist, cleared her throat, and then spoke seriously to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Hello, classmate Zhu Zhuqing, I am your master's fiancée, and your future master's wife. From now on, you can just call me Rongrong's master's wife."

Damn... Zhu Zhuqing was immediately furious. It would be fine if her sister was taking advantage of her master, but she was not allowed to do so.

How come this classmate, who is almost the same as me in terms of soul power and age, is taking advantage of my master?

She even said she wanted to be her future master's wife? Could she tolerate that?

Zhu Zhuqing immediately released her Netherworld Cat spirit, looking as if she was ready to fight Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong also knew that she had a pure auxiliary martial soul, while Zhu Zhuqing had an agile attack martial soul.

In terms of fighting, I am completely defeated by the opponent. I must be stupid to fight with him to the death.

So Ning Rongrong naturally snuggled into Zhao Ling's arms and showed a delicate look.

"Brother Ling, look at your disciple. She is so mean to others. You have to take good care of her."

Zhao Ling suddenly smelled the strong smell of green tea in the air, and then he remembered.

In the original novel, she did show the characteristics of a green tea girl, especially in the early stages, her green tea nature was very strong.

He couldn't help but feel both amused and helpless, and when Zhu Zhuqing was about to pounce on Ning Rongrong to teach her a lesson.

Zhao Ling pushed Rongrong, who had turned into a green tea girl, away, then raised her hand to hold Zhu Zhuqing down.

"Okay, Qing'er, don't listen to Rongrong's nonsense.

She is still so young, how could Master agree to let her be my fiancée? She is deliberately trying to piss you off, calm down. "

When Zhu Zhuqing heard this, she puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, obviously not believing what Zhao Ling said.

But Ning Rongrong continued speaking behind Zhao Ling.

"I'm not talking nonsense, Rongrong is Brother Ling's fiancée.

Brother Ling kissed Rongrong, and Rongrong also kissed Brother Ling. These are indisputable facts. "

"What? Master, you kissed her???" Zhu Zhuqing, who was already sulking, became even more furious when she heard this.

My master has never kissed me, so why did my master kiss this classmate Ning Rongrong?

"No, no... Qing'er, listen to Master's explanation..."

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was becoming more and more dissatisfied, Zhao Ling felt a terrible headache.

"Qing'er, her father and I are good friends. I kissed her a few times when she was very young, and I only kissed her forehead.

I had absolutely no other thoughts at the time, I dared to shout to the sky…"

Zhao Ling was just about to say "I swear to God", but unexpectedly, God struck him with a bolt from the blue. The loud rumbling sound made his face turn black.

This, this God might have a grudge against him, Zhao?

Why is it that after I traveled to the Douluo World, I have only made a few vows, and every time God slapped me in the face? There is really something wrong with me.

Zhao Ling, with a gloomy face, felt Zhu Zhuqing looking at him with dissatisfaction.

"Master, you still say you have no other thoughts about her? Even God couldn't help but expose you on the spot."

"Well... well, I did have some thoughts about her at the time, but I don't have any now..."

Zhao Ling felt embarrassed and spoke in a low voice.

"Then do you dare to swear to the heaven again?" Zhu Zhuqing smiled coldly, and the scrutinizing look made Zhao Ling unable to help but look away.

"Qing'er, you don't need to swear anymore, right? Can't you give Master a little more face?" Zhao Ling sighed heavily.

"If you want to save face, then kiss Qing'er. Since you won't let Qing'er kiss you, then it should be okay for you to kiss her, right?

Qing'er doesn't ask for anything else, just a kiss on my forehead."

Zhu Zhuqing raised her finger and pointed at her fair, smooth forehead. She would not give up until her master kissed her.

Zhao Ling was extremely confused this time, while Zhu Zhuyun was still watching the scene with a gloating look.

Someone could only sigh in his heart, what a sin.

Then he leaned over and prepared to kiss Zhu Zhuqing on the forehead, just to please her.

But unexpectedly, when Zhao Ling lowered his head, Zhu Zhuqing stood on tiptoe and touched his cheek like a dragonfly touching the water.

This caused Zhao Ling's brain to crash...