Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

The two straps on her shoulders slowly slid down.

"Ye, Ye Qiu~"

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Ye Qiu looked at her curiously, not understanding why her body temperature had suddenly risen so much.

"You...you'll start massaging me today! You promised me..."

Ning Rongrong tilted her head back, her face flushed with a rosy glow, her eyes shimmering with a captivating, shimmering light.

"Gulp... Okay, alright!"

Although my mouth is a little dry.

But since he had promised her before, Ye Qiu nodded slightly.

"Hmm~"

Upon receiving his reply, Ning Rongrong gently grasped Ye Qiu's hand.

It was placed on the area where blood circulation needed to be improved and blood stasis removed.

Her skin was smooth, like porcelain.

Upon first encountering him, Ye Qiu was also somewhat unsettled.

He then realized that Ning Rongrong had already taken away one of her few clothes.

"Let's...begin..."

Ye Qiu could sense that Ning Rongrong's heart was soft and beating very fast.

He even has some difficulty speaking.

"Mmm!" Ye Qiu responded softly, a little nervous.

Recalling the techniques Ning Rongrong had taught him, he slowly began to practice.

"Whoo~"

Ning Rongrong opened her mouth slightly and gently exhaled hot air.

My body trembled slightly.

The massage seems to have a significant effect.

The body gradually warms up, and the blood flows faster.

Her whole body was covered in pink.

……

Dawn breaks.

The first rays of the sun rise on the horizon.

Ning Rongrong's face was rosy as she leaned on Ye Qiu's shoulder.

A slender arm reached out from under the blanket and hugged Ye Qiu's head, a smile playing on its lips.

Ye Qiu held Ning Rongrong, who was still fast asleep, with his hand under a thin veil, indulging in the silky smoothness and softness.

He frowned, and heard some noise around him.

It's just a few steps away from Ye Qiu's residence.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, two girls who had just gotten up and left their dormitory, were stopped by someone.

"Tang San, what's wrong?!"

Xiao Wu looked at the lean young man with black hair and black eyes, dressed in a light blue cloth robe, who was blocking her way.

He looked somewhat impatient.

Zhu Zhuqing also looked at him with an icy expression.

"Xiao Wu, I know you don't like the food in the cafeteria, so I went to buy you some fresh carrots early this morning."

With a smile on his face, Tang San reached out and touched the soul tool at his waist, and a bag appeared in his hand.

He got up very early, and before even cultivating the Purple Demon Eye, he went out to buy it.

He confidently handed it over, looking at her with delight.

"Xiao Wu, this is your favorite carrot! Do you like it?"

Xiao Wu looked at him coldly.

With his expectant gaze upon him, he took a few steps forward.

Reaching out and grabbing the bag's opening, he took it from Tang San amidst his delighted gaze.

His thin lips were slightly parted, and he looked very indifferent.

"Like it!"

Upon hearing her voice, Tang San looked at her with excitement.

"Great! Then I'll..."

Bang!

Tang San hadn't finished speaking.

Then I heard the sound of carrots falling to the ground.

His expression stiffened, and he forced a smile, looking at Xiao Wu in front of him with confusion.

It was a bit difficult to start.

"Xiao Wu, why is this?"

Xiao Wu threw the empty bag in her hand at Tang San's face, covering his annoying, self-righteous sullen face.

The sound was calm and still, devoid of any warmth.

"Yes, I like it very much... but I didn't ask you for it, I didn't ask you to buy it for me!"

He finished speaking with a somewhat mocking tone, a cold smile appearing on his face.

The volume was turned up, and the voice was full of impatience.

"Tang San! Don't bother me again! Otherwise... Sister Xiao Wu will kick your dog head off!"

The bag floated to the ground, and Tang San happened to see Xiao Wu's fierce expression.

Her scarlet eyes glared at him, filled with ruthlessness, even... a hint of murderous intent!

"Xiao Wu..."

Tang San's heart skipped a beat, his face paled, and his black pupils suddenly contracted.

"Zhu Qing, let's go!"

I ignored him.

Xiao Wu took Zhu Zhuqing's arm and was about to leave.

"Xiao Wu! Are you going to find Ye Qiu?!"

Whoosh! A blur flashed by, and Tang San once again stood in front of Xiao Wu.

His eyes were somewhat gloomy and bloodshot.

"So what if it is? It's none of your business!"

Xiao Wu frowned, glaring at him who was still trying to pester her.

"You're not allowed to go! That good-for-nothing isn't good enough for you!"

Tang San roared angrily, his face contorted with rage, and spread his arms to block Tang San's path.

"Shut up! You're not allowed to talk about Xiao Qiu like that!"

"Tang San, what makes you think Ye Qiu is a piece of trash? You couldn't even withstand a single glance last time!"

Hearing his insults towards Ye Qiu, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been watching coldly, also glared at him.

"You are the waste!"

“That’s right! You’re the one who’s useless!” Xiao Wu nodded in agreement, chiming in from the side.

"Get out of my way right now!"

"Hmph! I only fell for his dirty trick last time by accident. He's no match for me!"

"Pfft, haha...!"

Just as Tang San finished speaking, a loud laugh came from behind him.

As soon as Ye Qiu approached, he heard Tang San say that he had used underhanded tactics.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

On Yin People.

In the entire Douluo Continent, who can compare to Tang San from the Tang Sect?

"Xiao Qiu~!"