Reject the Goddess from Douluo

He doesn't know how confident Ning Fan is, but this kind of courage to fight and break through is beyond comparison!

Moreover, although this kid seems to have a lot of thoughts, he unexpectedly pays attention to promises. This is undoubtedly what makes Hai Bodong truly appreciate Ning Fan.

After seeing Ning Fan's words and deeds, Hai Bodong instead warned Ning Fan inexplicably for himself earlier, and felt a little guilty...

Since they didn't get the strange fire, the group of people naturally returned without success.

After Ning Fan left the ground with Qinglin, the group waited for Hai Bodong and Xiao Ding to come up, and then returned to the desert iron mercenary group station along the original road.

Along the way, it seemed that because Ning Fan didn't get the Heavenly Flame, the atmosphere seemed a bit dignified, and no one said a word.

And Ning Fan, in order not to reveal the slightest clue, also accompanied the atmosphere, forced his black face along the way, did not say a word, and kept silent.

And this appearance made Qinglin, who had been holding Ning Fan's arm tightly, her face full of worry along the way.

After returning to the base of the Motie Mercenary Group, Ning Fan went back to his room alone, locked the door behind him, saw no one around, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he thought he was good at acting, he didn't reveal anything along the way. After acting for so long, he still felt a little mentally exhausted.

However, thinking of today's harvest quickly, Ning Fan was also shocked, and before he had time to rest, he quickly took out the Qingliantai from the ring.

Looking at the crystal clear lotus platform in front of him, Ning Fan also sat down on it at this moment, and began to practice. He wanted to test whether the auxiliary effect of this lotus platform on cultivation is really so strong!

Immediately, Ning Fan entered the cultivation state directly!

Half an hour later, Ning Fan suddenly heard soft footsteps outside the door, slowly opened his eyes, and said softly.

"Oh? Girl, what are you doing here all of a sudden?"

As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, Qinglin's soft voice slowly came in from outside the door.

Hearing this, Ning Fan also finished his training, looked at the beautiful figure outside the door, and put away the lotus platform under him.

Standing up to open the door, she saw Qing Lin coming forward with a basin of clear water, standing pretty at the door, and seeing Ning Fan open the door, she walked right past Ning Fan.

"Qinglin, why are you fetching me a basin of clean water?"

Seeing Qinglin bring a basin of clear water and put it on the shelf beside him, Ning Fan shook his head and said softly.

"Master, you have been in the desert for so long today, you should wash it off, you can see that your face is covered with sand and sweat mixed together." Qinglin turned around and said softly to Ning Fan.

Immediately, when he saw the stain on Ning Fan's face, he stepped on his feet lightly, and wiped off the stain made of yellow sand and sweat on Ning Fan's face without hesitation.

Ning Fan looked at the black stains on Qinglin's slender fingers, and looked a little embarrassed. Today, in order to act in front of Hai Bodong, he didn't care about his own image at all, and subconsciously ignored these things.

"The young master has never been like this before, it must be because he was very sad because he didn't get the different fire today."

While talking, Qinglin put the towel on the wooden stand into the clear water to wet it, and rubbed the towel gently with her jade hands in the water.

Immediately, he took out the soaked towel from the water, squeezed the excess water with his little hands, and said softly to Ning Fan.

Chapter 339 Qinglin's Comfort

Chapter 339 Qinglin's Comfort

indeed.

In Qinglin's eyes, or in the eyes of most people, Ning Fan has always been spotless, with a fluttering blue shirt, like a jade prince.

It was also the first time for Qinglin to see Ning Fan's "wretched" appearance.

"Young master, sit on the chair and let me serve you."

Qinglin took the towel she had grabbed in her hand, and walked over gracefully.

"No need, I'll just wash it myself." Ning Fan was naturally aware of Qinglin's unnecessary "worries" at this time, and immediately said softly to Qinglin.

"No, young master, sit down, I have to wash you today!"

After hearing Ning Fan's voice of refusal, the rare Qing Lin faced Ning Fan, and directly mustered up the courage to "tough" for a while, and said angrily.

At this moment, looking at Qinglin's bulging face, he gave a wry smile and continued.

"Qinglin, actually you don't have to worry, I'm not a big deal now, it's actually fine."

While Ning Fan was talking, he also showed the same gentle smile as before, as if he didn't care about anything at all.

After hearing Ning Fan's explanation, Qing Lin looked at Ning Fan's innocent appearance, and the expression of worry on her small face was very strong.

Clutching the towel in Yu's hand tightly, with his hands on his waist, he came to Ning Fan.

"Young master, don't think I don't know, it's all said in the book! Those who say they're fine must have something in their hearts! Don't lie to me!"

Qinglin's small face was full of anger, and she seemed a little stubborn. At the same time, she pushed Ning Fan's waist with two small hands, exerting a little force, trying to push Ning Fan to sit on the chair behind her.

Seeing this, Ning Fan had no choice but to take two steps back as Qing Lin wanted, and sat on the chair behind him.

At the same time, he felt helpless for Qinglin's sudden move.

"Besides, this girl! Why are you talking nonsense!" Ning Fan complained helplessly in his heart.

During this period of time, he discovered that Qinglin has a characteristic, that is, he likes when nothing is going on.

This is something that Ning Fan did not understand before.

Not only did he not understand the characteristics of Qinglin who likes to read books, but he also did not understand what kind of books Qinglin liked to read.

After seeing Ning Fan's "compromise", Qinglin frowned, smiled happily, took the towel in her hand again, came to Ning Fan's side, bent down and said something softly.

"Master, don't move around!"

As he spoke, his small hands gently covered Ning Fan's face with the wet towel, and moved slightly, carefully rubbing Ning Fan's sweat-stained cheeks.

Her green eyes stared intently at Ning Fan's cheeks, carefully cleaning them up, and her small face was full of a meticulous and serious expression.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, enjoying Qinglin's costume.

Qinglin's soft little hands washed his face for a long time, and a girl's unique faint direction lingered on the tip of Ning Fan's nose. From time to time, the girl's hair slipped from the temples, gently touching Ning Fan's cheeks.

Itchy!

Not only did Ning Fan's cheeks itch, but even his heart felt inexplicably itchy.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Ning Fan felt that Qinglin in front of him seemed to have left his side, so he opened his eyes.

At a glance, Qing Lin was running to the door with a water basin, and left a word for Ning Fan.

"Master, I'll be back later! Don't close the door!"

Ning Fan looked at the girl's petite figure in a hurry, and couldn't help but sighed softly while touching his forehead.

"Girl, what are you going to do next?"

Ning Fan had a look of helplessness on his face, and not long after, he heard the sound of thin and hasty footsteps coming from outside the door.

Soon Qinglin's figure appeared at the door, and at the same time it seemed to be holding something in his hand.

"It's hot! It's hot!"

Qinglin trotted all the way into the room, panting, her little face flushed.

At the same time, he put a plate of freshly baked pastries in his hand on the table, and put his two red hands, which were hot, by his mouth, blowing air.

Ning Fan looked at the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus-shaped pastry on the table, which looked very small and delicate. There were faint patterns on the side of the pastry. It looked like the kind of dessert that girls like very much.

As soon as Ning Fan saw this thing, he knew what Qinglin was going to do next.

Sure enough, before Ning Fan could speak, Qing Lin said.

"Master, you didn't eat anything today. This is my favorite snack. I made some today. Come and taste it, Master."

After Qinglin finished speaking, she gently rolled up her cuffs, revealing her snow-white wrists, and picked up a slightly hot snack with her jade hands.

Immediately, he pursed his mouth and blew a few breaths on his mouth. After feeling that the snack had cooled down, he handed it to Ning Fan with both hands.

Although Ning Fan had already understood Qinglin's "intent", there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, accident and Qinglin, a girl who was stupid in his eyes, was able to make such exquisite dim sum.

After taking the snack Qinglin handed over, he took a bite and found the taste to be very good, then he looked at Qinglin beside him.

At this time, Qing Lin was sitting beside him, holding the snacks with two small hands and feeding them to her mouth, chewing in small mouthfuls, her face was filled with simple excitement, and she narrowed her eyes happily, like a bird stealing Eating little squirrel.

"Little girl, I didn't expect you to make dim sum, and the taste is not bad!" Ning Fan praised Qing Lin beside him.

When Qinglin heard it, she smiled sweetly, and immediately put down the half piece of unfinished snack in her hand, and continued talking.

"Well, actually, I didn't know how to make this before. The reason why I know how to make dim sum is because of the young master."

"My reason?" Ning Fan was a little puzzled.

"Yes, I used to like this dim sum very much, but it was because the price was very expensive, so I rarely had the opportunity to taste it, and at that time, people hated me very much, even if I wanted to learn how to make dim sum, no one Willing to teach me."

Qinglin said slowly, as if recalling her previous experience, her voice gradually became lower.

Seeing Qinglin's appearance, Ning Fan also wanted to open his mouth to comfort him, but just when he was about to speak, Qinglin's voice suddenly rose.

"It's just! Fortunately, I met the young master. The young master is the only one who treats Qinglin so well. It is also because of the young master that they are willing to teach me how to make dim sum!"

"Since I met the young master, everything has become better for me, and the bloodline that I had always hated before has become unimportant, and I have become more confident!"

"Therefore, the young master is the most, most, most important person in my life!"

The green scales and green pupils gradually shimmered. Looking deeply at Ning Fan, he mustered up the courage to say all these words!

After hearing this, Ning Fan was also inexplicably touched.

"I didn't expect that I was so important in this girl's heart..."

Ning Fan was very moved, and when he wanted to speak, he said some encouraging words to Qinglin.

However, at the next moment, Qinglin suddenly closed her eyes, clenched her fists, and shouted at Ning Fan with an excited expression.

"So! If the young master feels sad, please tell Qinglin without any scruples. I will definitely do my best to help the young master bear all this!!"

Chapter 340

Chapter 340

"..." Ning Fan looked at Qing Lin who was persuading him deeply, trying to make him open his heart, and was speechless for a while.

It was completely unexpected to him that this stupid little girl would know how to play tricks and play the emotional card.

This said a lot, went around for a long time, and finally drew the focus of attention to him for no reason!

Qinglin beside her looked at Ning Fan with a pair of green eyes without blinking, and at the same time, a pair of soft hands tightly grasped Ning Fan's arm that was placed on the table.