Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

Ning Rongrong walked up to Ye Qiu, her dark face expressionless, and she was holding a plate in her hand.

"Would you like to try some of my new dishes?" Her eyes shone with anticipation, the light in them particularly striking against her dark face.

"Ok?"

Looking at the plate she handed me, I saw several dark reddish-brown grilled sausages lying on it. They looked somewhat glistening and seemed quite good.

I gave Xiao Lan a strange look. It didn't seem too bad.

"Hey? Little Lan, want one?" Ning Rongrong held up a grilled sausage, squatted down, waved it in front of her, and was about to put it in her mouth.

"Brother~ Brother~ Little Blue doesn't want to!"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she hurriedly hid behind Ye Qiu, not daring to peek out.

"Hmph! She was perfectly fine before~ Well! Since she won't eat, then you can have it!"

Ning Rongrong directly shoved one into Ye Qiu's hand.

Seeing Xiao Lan's reaction, Ye Qiu felt uneasy and pursed his lips.

"You're a grown man, why are you hesitating so much when you're eating? As the first person to taste something I've personally cooked, you should feel honored! Little Lan has already eaten quite a bit..."

Hearing her voice, Ye Qiu could clearly feel Xiao Lan behind him tremble with fear.

"Eat up!" Ning Rongrong's eyebrows shot up, as if she wouldn't stop until she finished eating.

Helpless, Ye Qiu brought it to his nose and sniffed it. Hmm... no strange smell.

I gritted my teeth and took a small bite.

*Crack!* A crisp sound rang out, revealing that the outer layer was actually coated with a layer of sugar?

Is this a new way to grill sausages?

The subtle sweetness made Ye Qiu feel a sense of anticipation.

After chewing a couple of times, he froze in place.

"How is it?" Ning Rongrong's brows relaxed, and she looked at him with great interest.

Ye Qiu's face turned extremely ugly, and slowly turned green.

The initial taste is subtly sweet, followed by extreme bitterness, and then a strong sour and astringent flavor...

It caused great damage to Ye Qiu's taste buds!

Chapter 85 Night Chat

Ye Qiu's eyes were a little red, and he tried his best not to lose control of his expression.

Make your smile look more natural.

What I said was somewhat against my conscience.

"Hehe...this candied hawthorn is so, so delicious!"

"Really! You could tell?" Ning Rongrong's eyes crinkled into a smile.

Xiao Lan, standing behind Ye Qiu, looked at him with a terrified expression.

"Why don't you try it yourself..."

"Great! I'll send it over right now so my dad and the others can try it...!"

"Hey! Let me finish!"

Ye Qiu's shouts were to no avail.

Ning Rongrong had already run out.

Watching her light and cheerful figure, he could tell that she was indeed very happy.

But Ye Qiu also felt a little uneasy.

I can only hope that she won't cause me any trouble when she comes back!

He immediately stopped, and the tears he had been holding back finally spilled from the corners of his eyes.

He quickly spat out the remaining hawthorn in his mouth.

He crouched down, pressed down on Xiao Lan's shoulder, and asked the question he most wanted to know!

"How on earth could you eat that?!"

"Rongrong, Sister Rongrong said she'd treat me to a top-notch banquet if I ate one! But, Xiaolan... Xiaolan really can't take it!"

He covered his mouth, even wanting to pull his tongue out and wash it.

"Little Blue's mouth tastes so bitter, is it spoiled... Waaah~"

Seeing Xiao Lan crying loudly, Ye Qiu was speechless once again.

All I could do was gently pat her back to comfort her.

I don't know if Ning Fengzhi and the others can hold on... I certainly can't.

……

Night fell, and the bright moon hung high in the sky.

Ye Qiu went to the pavilion in the courtyard alone, resting his chin on his hand as he pondered.

He realized his current weakness when he was surrounded by avalanche and others today.

It seems that using his own soul skills always results in either death or serious injury!

Currently.

Shenwei's attacks either twist the head or the waist; if they hit, the opponent will at least be crippled.

Amaterasu is still out of control; its ruthless burning and cutting down of everything in sight is truly vicious.

Even the most reliable Tsukuyomi can easily turn you into a fool...

These soul skills are only suitable for use in life-or-death situations.

As for the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul, it currently only has two auxiliary soul skills, which are dispensable in battle.

"I wonder if I could develop my own soul skill to use?"

Just as I was about to look up at the bright white moon in the sky.

A pair of jade-like feet dangled from the eaves of the pavilion, gently swaying.

Her toes were slender, her legs were long and shapely, and her skin was smooth. Under the moonlight, it even shimmered with a faint halo, making her somewhat dazzling.

It's Ning Rongrong.

When she returned in the afternoon, the plate in her hand was empty, but she looked somewhat lost and dejected.

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

To Ye Qiu's surprise, she didn't make a fuss and went into her room by herself.

I don't know when she got a room here.

Ye Qiu leaped onto the roof and watched her retreating figure.

At this moment, she was drinking alone, wearing a slip dress, her brown hair flying in the evening breeze.

The once arrogant and domineering little witch has become more gentle and quiet.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Hmm?" Noticing the noise behind him, he turned around and looked at Ye Qiu. "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Ye Qiu arrived uninvited and sat down beside her. "I was just thinking about something!"

"What's there to think about?" Ning Rongrong took a sip of her wine and looked at Ye Qiu curiously.

"Of course I do! I think about the future, what path I should take, what I should do... What? You, who are very likely to inherit the sect, have never thought about these things?"

Ye Qiu simply put his hands behind his head and lay down.

Hearing his words, Ning Rongrong paused for a moment and did not reply.

Both of them fell silent, gazing at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

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

What were you thinking about just now?

"I'm wondering...have I been too willful all this time?"

He looked down at his reflection in the wine glass, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

My thoughts drifted back to this afternoon.

After she took out the candied hawthorns she had made.

Despite their grim expressions, Dad, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone all said it was delicious, and the two grandpas even compared their opinions...

At first, she didn't realize anything was wrong; all she felt was smugness.

Until the back.