"Put it on!"

In the wind and rain, the thunder continued.

But there was no teenager's angry voice that frightened the girl, she had grown so big, and no one had ever done such to her.

For a moment, she was completely frightened.

Qin Jian quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly took the opportunity to put on the poncho cloak and tie it up for her, and then without saying a word, he picked her up and ran away.

Outside, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo also breathed a sigh of relief.

If Ning Rongrong continues to be so angry, they don't know if they will be soft-hearted...

After a long while, Ning Rongrong came back to his senses.

"Qin Jian! You actually murdered me just now! You put me down! ”

She suddenly struggled.

"Don't let it go!"

Qin Jian not only didn't put her down, but instead ran faster and faster on the muddy ground.

"You put me down!"

Ning Rongrong kept patting Qin Jian's back, moving non-stop, so that Qin Jian couldn't continue to run.

Smack!

He suddenly freed up one hand, slapped it without saying a word, and made a crisp sound...

"Don't move!"

Ning Rongrong froze...

Even Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo from the outside world were stunned...

"You... How can you shoot me there..."

After a while, Ning Rongrong said angrily: "You can't touch the girl's place!" ”

"I just touched it! You bite me! ”

Qin Jian was also out of the way.

This ****, Ning Rongrong is still dragging his feet, and whoever puts it on him will be in a bad mood.

"I... I..."

Ning Rongrong was choked, and immediately his heart was horizontal, and he went down to his shoulder with a "whoosh"...

"Ahh You're biting me! ”

Qin Jian was furious.

"I'll bite! I'll bite! Whew..."

Ning Rongrong didn't let go...

After tossing like this for a long time, Qin Jian didn't put her down.

I don't know how long it has been, in the storm, the little boy carried the little girl all the way.

Although it is embarrassing, it makes people feel warm.

"Will these two little guys have feelings..."

Ning Fengzhi was suddenly a little worried.

Sword Douluo said: "Let it be, Rong Rong is still young, even if there is something, the impact should not be big." ”

This was the reason why he would encourage Qin Jian to do it, because he didn't think that such a young age would really hurt Ning Rongrong...

"It's also..."

Ning Fengzhi nodded......

Mimic cultivation ground.

Qin Jian didn't know how long he had been running, he only knew that his steps were getting heavier and heavier...

Finally, in the midst of the storm, he saw a huge tent.

He mustered up his strength and directly lifted the curtain of the door and rushed in.

Torrential rain, thunder, and the sound of the wind were kept out when they landed.

"Whew..."

Qin Jian held his knees and panted heavily, and it took a full ten minutes before he slowly recovered.

"Qin Jian, are you okay?"

Ning Rongrong finally climbed off him, her legs were weak, and she almost sat on the ground.

It had just been bumpy for so long that her legs were numb.

"I... Call... It's okay, right..."

Qin Jian's face was sweating like rain: "You... Call... Let's go see what's in the tent first... I'll re... Call... Take a break..."

"Oh good..."

After a while, Ning Rongrong, who didn't have much energy, recovered, and her attention was quickly attracted by the facilities in the tent.

"Wow... It's delicious here! ”

"Wow wow! And a change of clothes! And a place to take a bath! ”

"Wow! What a big bed! ”

“……”

The sound of shouting kept coming, and the corners of Qin Jian's mouth were slightly hooked: "What a little girl..."

He stretched his calf with difficulty.

After running for so long, if you don't stretch, you'll turn into lotus-shaped legs...

Supporting himself to do a set of stretches, Qin Jian couldn't hold on any longer, and sat on the ground all of a sudden.

"Qin Jian Qin Jian, do you want to take a bath? You can also take a shower here! Ning Rongrong rushed over and said.

Qin Jian shook his head and said gently: "You are also soaked, you can wash it first..."

"Okay, then I'll go!"

Ning Rongrong rushed back excitedly.

Qin Jian shook his head, and saw that there was a stove in the center of the tent.

He struggled to move over and set it on fire.

"Crackling..."

The warm light of the fire lit up, and he finally felt a little more comfortable...

"Lalala..."

Behind the tent there was a small splash of water, and the sound of the girl humming happily...

Qin Jian's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier...

I don't know how long it has been.

The sound of water behind gradually disappeared, and the radiant Ning Rongrong finally walked out.

"Qin Jian Qin Jian, I'm done, you go wash it too..."

She was halfway through her words when she was suddenly stunned.

Because in the middle of the tent, the boy was holding his knees, his head resting on it, and he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The warm light of the fire shone on his face, flushing red.

Ning Rongrong didn't know why, his heart twitched.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

She stepped forward quietly, and saw that there were still drops of rain falling on Qin Jian's clothes, soaking the ground around her.

"Qin Jian..."

Ning Rongrong suddenly wanted to cry.

This young man had worked so hard to get here, he was soaking through his clothes, he was exhausted, he didn't even have the strength to change his clothes...

But he still didn't complain, and he didn't blame her for being willful, he just did everything silently, and asked her to take a bath first, obviously he was the one who needed warm water bubbles the most...

"Qin Jian..."

Tears rolled down the girl's cheeks.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

At this moment, Qin Jian, whose head was resting on his knees, suddenly coughed.

His face contorted slightly, as if he was very uncomfortable, but he did not wake up.

"He's not going to be sick, is he?!"

Ning Rongrong was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down.

"Qin Jian Qin Jian, don't sleep, quickly change the wet clothes on your body! Qin Jian! ”

Under her reluctant shaking, Qin Jian's eyes finally opened slowly, as if he was still a little dazed.

"Ahem..."

But he soon coughed again, and he was completely conscious.

"Qin Jian, don't you get sick..."

The tears on the girl's face warmed Qin Jian's heart, and he coughed a few more times before he said, "Rongrong, don't worry, I'm not sick, cough..."

"I said no, obviously I have been coughing." Ning Rongrong said with a crying voice.

"No..."

Qin Jian showed a gentle smile: "I'm just overdrawn, I'll be fine after a night's rest." ”

"Huh? Is that so? ”

Ning Rongrong was stunned, then suddenly thought of something, and urged: "Go and take off your clothes and take a shower, soak it well, otherwise even if you don't get sick now, you will get sick if you continue." ”

"Good..."

Qin Jian agreed, and slowly stood up with his knees propped up.

After exhaustion, I fell asleep for a while, and my body seemed even more tired.

Ning Rongrong saw his staggering appearance, and hurriedly helped him to the back, and then turned back to the front.

"Whoa..."

Soon there was a heavy splash of water, and it was Qin Jian finally soaking in the bath.

"Huh?"

Ning Rongrong was suddenly stunned, and then a full flush melted on his cheeks.

"He... He... He took a bath without changing the water......"