Chapter 30 Hongjun, you are really committing a sin!

Chapter 30 Hongjun, you are really committing a sin!
After returning to the office, Flanders leaned back leisurely in his chair, put his legs on the table, and drank tea.

Looking at Dai Mubai who was surrounded by several angry people in the yard, a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Little guy, I can't cure you."

This kid has been a little unstable lately. As the dean, of course I have the responsibility to calm down the restless students.

"However, Ning Rongrong is more troublesome."

Flanders thought of something and frowned slightly.

The first guard of the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was just a Soul Emperor, and he also conveyed Ning Fengzhi's wishes to him, indicating that he could discipline her at will.

He originally wanted to dampen the little princess's spirit, so he arranged a series of suppression plans. But within a day, Old Ning came.

Flanders said it was really fucked up, you disciplined casually, why don’t you send a Contra guard?
Am I in charge of the market?
But the truth is that there is always a silver lining.

The series of events yesterday caused Old Ning to take a liking to Hong Jun, and as Hong Jun's closest person, his status in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect also rose.

But this would make educating Ning Rongrong even more difficult.

If these two really become together in the future, wouldn’t it be very embarrassing for me?

But if this little girl is really like a little witch as Ning Fengzhi said, it would be difficult to lead this team of little monsters.

"Forget it, let's see if she can run honestly."

He arranged twenty laps, and as long as the little Princess of Seven Treasures Glazed Glass could finish half of them, she would be saved.

Otherwise, even if it means offending the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, I will have to resort to some means.

Flanders shook his head, and a black shadow flashed and disappeared in the room in an instant.

"Huha, hooha"

On the country road, Oscar was panting and secretly looking at the distance.

Although the steps of the pretty and innocent girl were small, her speed was not much slower than Oscar's, and she looked in much better condition, except for a little sweat on her forehead.

The breeze blew by, lifting up the black hair and the hem of the girl's skirt. On a summer afternoon, it was like a butterfly dancing among the flowers.

Gumbling—

Oscar swallowed instinctively and stared at Ning Rongrong blankly, feeling as if his heart was hit hard by something.

"That, that."

He mustered up his courage, stretched out his hand and said hello.

"Your name is Ning Rongrong, right? I'm Oscar, a food-type soul master. Please give me your guidance in the future."

The pretty girl was stunned for a moment, as if a little surprised, but then she smiled sweetly.

"Hello, I'll give you more advice."

Although she didn't like this person very much, she heard that Oscar and Ma Hongjun were good brothers who had been together for two years.

He should be more polite to his brother.

If it were someone else, Ning Rongrong would naturally ignore it.

Wow! !

The girl's sweet smile instantly made Oscar's mind drift away to the sky, and he almost floated up.

"Then, do you want to taste my martial spirit?"

Oscar smiled what he thought was a very handsome smile, stretched out his hand and chanted, "I have a big sausage."

But he probably forgot that he still has a full beard and his iconic fawning face is not exposed. Combined with this action and expression, he looks as vulgar as possible.

"This is my first soul skill, the Recovery Sausage. It can effectively restore physical strength. Come and try it. It tastes delicious."

He chuckled and handed the big sausage to Ning Rongrong.

"you"

The smile on Ning Rongrong's pretty face changed slightly, and there were signs that it could not be maintained.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the disgust and anger in her heart, took a step back, and waved her hand.

"No, no need."

After saying that, she turned around and wanted to leave. It turns out that those who hang out with Dai Mubai are not good people. Qingqing is right!

It’s so annoying, how could Hongjun have such a good friend.

"Oh, oh, try it. You are sweating and must be very tired. It is really effective."

Oscar was stunned for a moment, thinking that the girl was embarrassed, so he chased after her, swinging the big sausage in his hand and spoke enthusiastically.

"Even the dean said it tasted good after eating it."

Ning Rongrong clenched her fists, a few blue veins appeared on her forehead, and the expression on her pink and white face became stiff and forced.

"No, no thanks, thank you, but I really don't need that."

As she spoke, the girl quickened her pace, wanting to quickly get away from this person.

"Don't be embarrassed, Rongrong. Don't worry, I can make more after you finish eating them."

Oscar patted his chest, indicating that he was very strong and had a lot of soul power.

Ning Rongrong finally stopped after hearing this.

The big sausage uncle thought the girl had changed her mind, so he quickly handed the sausage to her with a smile on his face, "Rongrong you..."

"Eat, eat, eat, eat your mother's head, I still have two. Anyway, get out of here!"

After leaving these words, the girl walked away without looking back, leaving Oscar standing there dumbfounded.

Everyone else was dumbfounded.

In any case, Oscar could not have imagined that such a pure and lovely girl could say such fierce words.

Pat pat pat——

When he heard the sound of footsteps, Uncle Big Sausage looked up blankly and found that Ning Rongrong had run back again.

Do you want an explanation?

Oscar held a little hope in his heart, and light gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I forgot to tell you, if you dare to let Brother Hongjun know about what happened today, I will kill you, understand?"

The girl's beautiful eyes flashed with coldness as she glanced at him with contempt.

"It's a far cry from Brother Hongjun."

Oscar: !!!

What do you mean? What do you mean by being far from a fat person?
When Fatty's martial spirit didn't mutate, I was way ahead of him in every aspect, okay? !
"and many more!!"

Oscar shouted angrily, emitting a terrifying aura.

"you"

He stared at the girl, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly, enunciating each word.

"Don't you want to know about Fatty Hongjun's past life?"

Ning Rongrong, who was originally impatient, stopped in her tracks, her beautiful eyes sparkling with light, "Really? Brother Hongjun's past? Tell me now, tell me now!"

The girl ran over eagerly, showing no sign of impatience or contempt from before.

"Humph, you know, I'm Hongjun's best brother, so I know everything about his past."

Seeing the expectation in Ning Rongrong's eyes, Oscar felt a little bitter in his heart, but he had to force a smile.

"This matter has to start from two years ago, when I was still..."

"Let's get to the point. Just skip the part about you and just talk about Hongjun."

".OK."

In the field, the slightly aggrieved voice of the big sausage uncle and the occasional exclamations of the girl were getting farther and farther away.

In the sky, Flanders adjusted his glasses and watched the scene.

For some reason, he felt complicated.

Ning Rongrong's performance was beyond his expectations. She didn't complain or quit.
"Hongjun, you are really committing a sin."

(End of this chapter)