Douluo Continent: Twin Blue Silver Grasses, Life and Death in Transmission!

Chapter 58 Rongrong, you've got guts!

Late at night.

The noise outside the hotel gradually subsided, leaving only the occasional bark of a dog.

Ning Rongrong lay on her soft bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep at all.

The image of Dugu Yan holding Ye Xuanming's arm during the day, along with her smug expression declaring her ownership, kept replaying in her mind.

No, this can't go on.

She sat up in bed.

In the past two years, she has watched helplessly as Dugu Yan and Ye Lengleng have occupied almost all of Ye Gege's time.

I finally managed to secure this unique opportunity.

If you don't seize the opportunity, you'll be back to square one when you return to the academy.

Ning Rongrong threw off the covers, walked to her suitcase, and rummaged through it for a long time.

She took out a brand new pink nightgown.

The dress is made of silk with a soft sheen, and the edges are decorated with delicate lace trim.

This was secretly ordered by her; the style is much more mature than what she usually wears.

Ning Rongrong looked at herself in the mirror, her cheeks burning.

The girl in the mirror was already taking shape. Although she still had some childishness, her figure was beginning to show the curves of a young girl.

She took a deep breath and encouraged herself.

Ning Rongrong, you can do it!

She walked barefoot on the cold wooden floor and quietly opened the door.

The corridor was quiet, with only a dim wall lamp on.

Like a cat stealing fish, she tiptoed to Ye Xuanming's door.

Her heart was pounding, and her palms were sweating.

She gently turned the doorknob; the door was unlocked.

A soft creaking sound was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Ning Rongrong shrank back in fright, paused for several seconds to make sure she hadn't disturbed anyone, and then slipped inside.

The room was pitch black, but with the faint moonlight filtering in from the window, she could see the tall, erect figure on the bed.

Ye Xuanming seemed to be fast asleep, his breathing steady and long.

Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief and moved step by step to the bedside.

She lifted a corner of the blanket and carefully slipped inside.

The warmth of Ye Xuanming's body still lingered in the quilt, carrying a familiar scent that reassured her.

She had just lain down and was about to move closer.

A large hand suddenly reached out and accurately grabbed her flailing wrist.

A calm voice rang out in the darkness.

"Rongrong, you've got guts."

"ah!"

Ning Rongrong screamed in fright, her body instantly freezing.

Ye Xuanming sat up and casually turned on the soul-guided lamp by the bedside.

The soft light shone down, illuminating Ning Rongrong's panicked little face.

She was wearing that pink nightgown, her hair was a little messy, and she looked like a little animal caught red-handed.

"Brother Ye, I... I went into the wrong room."

Ning Rongrong stammered out an excuse that even she herself didn't believe.

Ye Xuanming found her appearance somewhat amusing, but his expression remained serious.

He loosened his grip on her wrist.

Go back to your room.

When Ning Rongrong saw him like that, the panic in her heart disappeared and turned into stubbornness.

Instead of getting out of bed, she moved closer to Ye Xuanming.

"I don't!"

She mustered her courage and looked up at Ye Xuanming.

"Brother Ye, I like you!"

This direct confession left Ye Xuanming speechless, unable to utter the lecture he had prepared.

He looked at the girl in front of him.

The little girl who used to hug a big winter melon and follow him around like a spoiled child a few years ago has grown into such a graceful young lady.

Those big eyes were now filled with stubbornness.

"I know you consider me, Sister Yanzi, and Sister Lengling as your women."

"But—but what they can do, I can do too!"

Ning Rongrong's voice grew louder and louder, as if she was trying to embolden herself.

"When you came out this time, they must have all told you to keep an eye on me and not let me do anything reckless, right?"

"I'm going to do whatever I want!"

As she spoke, she took the initiative to step forward and open her arms to hug Ye Xuanming's waist.

The girl's soft body pressed tightly against him, carrying a sweet fragrance.

Ye Xuanming's body stiffened.

He could feel the body in his arms trembling slightly; it wasn't fear, but excitement.

Ye Xuanming sighed and reached out to ruffle Ning Rongrong's long pink hair.

"Rongrong, not today."

His voice softened considerably.

"We're going into the Star Dou Great Forest tomorrow, so we need to be in top condition."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong was taken aback at first, but then she understood its meaning.

Brother Ye didn't reject her directly!

He just said, "Not today!"

Overwhelmed with joy, she hugged Ye Xuanming's arms even tighter.

"Hehe, I knew Brother Ye wouldn't send Rongrong away."

Ning Rongrong raised her small face, her previous tension completely gone, replaced by a smug smile.

"Then let me sleep here tonight."

She snuggled deeper into the blankets, clinging to Ye Xuanming like a koala.

"I won't move around, I'll just hold you while I sleep."

Looking at her shameless behavior, Ye Xuanming felt both annoyed and amused.

What else could he say?

He could only move her a little further inside before lying down again.

"Go to sleep."

"Um!"

Ning Rongrong responded contentedly, pressing her cheek against his chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

In the darkness, she subtly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

Dugu Yan, you just wait and see!

Ye Xuanming felt the warmth and softness of the woman in his arms, but he had no romantic thoughts whatsoever.

He just felt that things were getting more and more complicated.

I could hear the girl's even breathing coming from my arm; she quickly fell asleep.

Ye Xuanming stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, unable to sleep all night.

Meanwhile, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Inside the magnificent hall, Ning Fengzhi sat upright in the main seat, stroking a warm jade pendant in his hand.

Before him stood two elderly men with profound and imposing presence.

He was tall and thin with a cold and stern face, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

The other was tall with unusual bone structure and exuded a lazy aura.

They were the two guardian deities of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

"Fengzhi, are you really so comfortable letting Rongrong go to the Star Dou Great Forest alone with that kid named Ye Xuanming?"

Gu Rong spoke first, her tone tinged with confusion and worry.

"That's the Star Dou Great Forest, what if something happens—"

Although Chen Xin didn't speak, his slightly furrowed brows revealed his attitude.

Ning Rongrong was someone they had watched grow up; she was the apple of the eye of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi put down the jade pendant, a gentle smile appearing on his face.

"Uncle Bone, Uncle Sword, you must trust my judgment."

"I also trust Rongrong's judgment."

"I've met that child before." Ning Fengzhi's voice was calm. "Although he is young, he is composed and meticulous, far surpassing his peers."

"What's more, there's a Poison Douluo standing behind him."

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