...
Only Na'er remained calm, even leisurely peeling and eating a piece of candy.
"Na'er!"
Ning Rongrong grabbed Na'er, pointed at Xiao Wu clinging to Xuan Hao, her voice trembling:
"This...this is also from our...oops, this is also from his fishpond?!"
"Didn't she just enroll yesterday?!
When did she start hooking up with Xuan Hao?!"
"Oh, you mean Xiao Wu."
Na'er swallowed the candy and explained with a matter-of-fact expression:
"She and her brother have known each other for a long time. Probably... when they were six years old?"
"Every time my brother visits her these past few years, I've gone with him."
"It's just that we always met outside the city, so your classmate Tang San has never seen us before."
"Six...six years ago?!"
Ning Rongrong felt like the sky was about to fall.
So this is another childhood sweetheart?!
And he's her childhood friend, someone she's known for even longer and with a closer relationship than she ever was?!
At this time.
Xuan Hao skillfully supported Xiao Wu's thighs to prevent her from falling, then patted her head with a smile, his tone affectionate:
"Alright, alright, so many people are watching, aren't you ashamed?"
"She's such a grown woman, yet she still acts like a child, grabbing people by the throat all the time."
"I don't care! I'm not coming down!"
Xiao Wu raised her head, revealing a rosy little face, her big eyes brimming with tears, staring at Xuan Hao with a reproachful look:
"You big bad guy!
You still know how to come looking for me?!"
"Where have you been all year?!"
Xiao Wu reached out her little hand and pinched Xuan Hao's face hard:
"You used to come see me every six months!
This time you haven't come for a whole year!"
"Do you know how I've spent the past year?!
I've missed you so much, you know that?!"
"I thought you didn't want me anymore! Waaaaah..."
"Ahem... I've been busy with seclusion, haven't I..."
Xuan Hao explained somewhat guiltily.
"Hmph! Excuses! All excuses!"
The two flirted and teased each other, oblivious to everyone else around them.
Ning Rongrong, who was not far away, completely broke down when she heard the words, "He used to come to see me once every six months."
"Once every...half a year?"
Ning Rongrong stood there blankly, the words echoing wildly in her mind.
She thought about the past few years.
Every time I wanted to see Xuan Hao, he was either in seclusion or I missed the opportunity.
If we're lucky, we might meet once a year and exchange a few words.
When she's unlucky, like in the last two years, she can't even catch a glimpse of anyone!
And what was the result?
This rabbit spirit named Xiao Wu...
Once every six months?!
And just because we haven't seen each other for a year, you're acting all wronged and miserable?!
"Aaaaaaah!!!!"
Ning Rongrong finally broke down. She covered her head and let out a desperate scream:
"Xuan Hao!! You hypocrite!!"
"I only see you once a year! And you come to see her every six months?!"
"You still say you're not biased?! You big liar!!"
"I don't want to live anymore!!"
Looking at Ning Rongrong, who was on the verge of collapse and whose tears were falling like beads from a broken string, Xuan Hao was also a bit at a loss.
He glanced down at Xiao Wu, who was clinging to him, and gave her a look that said, "Get down first, I'll go and comfort her."
Although Xiao Wu was somewhat unwilling and pouted and hummed a couple of times, she was also a smart girl and knew that Ning Rongrong was a powder keg right now.
If she was provoked any further, she could really blow this place up.
So she obediently let go, jumped off Xuan Hao, and even "generously" helped him straighten his clothes before stepping aside.
Without Xiao Wu as his "accessory," Xuan Hao took a deep breath and strode toward the little witch who was screaming while clutching her head.
He didn't say anything, but walked up to Ning Rongrong, reached out his hands, gently but firmly cupped her tear-streaked face, and forced her to raise her head and look directly into his eyes.
"Waaaaah... Go away! You liar! Waaaaah..."
Ning Rongrong was still struggling, her little hands haphazardly patting Xuan Hao's chest, but the force she used seemed more like she was being coquettish than angry.
"Alright, alright, look at me."
Xuan Hao gently wiped away Ning Rongrong's tears with his thumb.
Her aggrieved face was reflected in his sky-blue eyes, his gaze focused and affectionate.
"Rongrong, don't be angry."
That was before.
Xuan Hao said softly:
"I admit I was wrong before, I neglected you. But..."
"I'll be here now and in the future."
"I came here specifically to keep you company, didn't I?"
"Don't cry."
Xuan Hao pinched her soft cheek and said, feigning concern:
"If you keep crying, your eyes will get swollen and your face will be all messed up, turning you into a little kitten, and then you won't be pretty anymore."
"Our Rongrong is the most beautiful little princess, how can she become ugly?"
With Xuan Hao cupping her face so close, his breath spraying onto her face, Ning Rongrong's hysterical screams abruptly stopped.
Her face flushed red instantly, all the way down to her ears.
Although tears still clung to her eyelashes, the anger in her eyes instantly melted away like a bucket of warm water had been poured over them.
"Who...who is the little kitten..."
Ning Rongrong sniffed, her voice softening instantly, tinged with a hint of shyness and pride:
"I...I'm not that angry..."
"I just... I just feel wronged..."
She stole a glance at Xuan Hao's handsome face, which was so close to hers, and her heart pounded like a drum.
Actually, if he were willing to coax her, she wouldn't be angry at all.
"but!"
Ning Rongrong suddenly remembered something, pouted, stuck out her finger and poked Xuan Hao's chest, threatening him in a cute but fierce way:
"Although I'm not angry anymore, this score can't be left like this!"
"You have to play with me every day for the next period of time! Make up for all the losses you've incurred before!"
"otherwise..."
Ning Rongrong sobbed:
"Or I'll keep crying! I'll cry myself to death right now!"
Seeing the girl's "pushing her luck" little face, Xuan Hao couldn't help but laugh.
"Okay, no problem."
He reached out and pulled Ning Rongrong into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and said affectionately:
"Don't even mention making up for one year, I'd make up for ten years."
"As long as you don't cry, as long as our Rongrong is happy, that's all that matters."
Whatever you say goes.
Having received Xuanhao's promise, she returned to that warm and comforting embrace.
Ning Rongrong instantly felt as if she were soaking in a honey pot.
One second she was screaming in despair, the next she was hugging Xuan Hao tightly around the waist, hanging on him like she had no bones, her little head rubbing wildly against his chest.
"Hehe... Brother Xuanhao is the best..."
Ning Rongrong closed her eyes, took a deep breath of Xuan Hao's aura, and revealed a chilling, almost obsessive, satisfied smile on her face.
"hey-hey..."
"..."
A deathly silence.
If Xiao Wu clinging to Xuan Hao was shocking, then Ning Rongrong's lightning-fast change of expression has completely stunned everyone present.
Flander's mouth dropped open, and he didn't even notice that his precious crystal glasses had slipped down to the tip of his nose.
This... this is still the same arrogant little devil from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who dared to scold the dean, flip the table, and act all high and mighty as soon as she entered school yesterday?!
This is clearly a hopeless romantic fangirl!
Tang San was completely dumbfounded, feeling that his worldview had been greatly impacted.
Is this ability to switch between murderous intent one second and insane womanhood the next... truly a skill that humans can possess?
Only Na'er, standing to the side, calmly unwrapped the second candy, popped it into her mouth, and mumbled something to the stunned Zhu Zhuqing:
You'll get used to it.
"That's just how Rongrong is."
Na'er shrugged. "She usually acts like she doesn't want to be near anyone, and she's always defiant and doesn't listen to anyone."
"But only when facing my brother..."
Na'er pointed to Ning Rongrong, who was still grinning and rubbing against people:
"No matter how fierce the commotion, even if she causes a huge mess, as long as her brother hugs her, says a few kind words, and comforts her..."
"She can change her expression in the blink of an eye, becoming as docile as a kitten."
"This must be the legendary... one thing subdues another."
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