With the same Support System Soul Master, Osk won't have such troubles.
And she knew that Ning Rongrong was born from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. To have Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul must be the direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Her status in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is definitely not low.
As long as he waits long enough to be with Ning Rongrong, he can embrace Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's thigh.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the holy place that all Support System Soul Master longs for. There are not only Soul Master including Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, but also other top support Martial Soul who have many Soul Master joining Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Here is the world's most comprehensive and authentic knowledge on assisting Martial Soul cultivation.
Although he is in the Shrek Academy now, he knows that Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the best way out for his future.
Therefore, Ning Rongrong is almost the most perfect other half in his mind.
And Oscar feels that there may not be a girl in the entire continent who is so suitable for him.
However, all this is impossible.
Without him, just because he was a step late.
He can't blame Zhao Ming for this kind of thing. After all, girls in the world are not labeled as who belongs to whom. Everything depends on their own abilities.
"Hey, brother, what are you thinking about?" Zhao Ming looked at Oscar who was sometimes bitter, sometimes sad, sometimes full of hope, sometimes a little disappointed, and said lightly.
"Nothing." Oscar shook his head vigorously.
"What about the chicken soup in your hand?" Zhao Ming said calmly.
This sentence sounded to Oscar's ears, as if Zhao Ming was questioning him. After all, Zhao Ming is the real boyfriend of Ning Rongrong, but he came to show his attentiveness to his girlfriend. If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid they would have shouted in his face.
Fortunately, Zhao Ming has a good temper, otherwise it would be bad this time. Oscar thought in his heart.
"Chicken soup, I don't want it anymore." Oscar said quickly. At this time, the chicken soup became a hot potato in his hands, and he wanted to throw it away quickly.
"You don't want such fragrant chicken soup? Why? Send it to Rongrong quickly." Zhao Ming frowned.
Seeing Zhao Ming frowning, Oscar thought Zhao Ming was angry, "I really don't want it anymore. I'm going to throw it into the trash can now."
With that said, Oscar headed towards the trash can outside the dormitory to throw it away.
"Why did you throw it away? I really don't understand you. You have a really weird temper. You might as well give it to me if you throw it away. I want it." Zhao Ming quickly took Oscar's hand to stop Oscar from wasting food.
Who would have thought that every meal on the plate is hard work? Zhao Ming has always disliked the waste of food.
Seeing that Zhao Ming wanted it, Oscar immediately handed over the pot to Zhao Ming. At the same time, he glanced at Zhao Ming and saw that he didn't seem to be angry. Oscar breathed a sigh of relief.
"Rongrong must be hungry after running for so long, so I just want to give it to her." Taking the pot from Oscar, he opened the lid and smelled the rich aroma of chicken. Moreover, Zhao Ming also saw a few unfamiliar medicinal branches. Zhao Ming was not familiar with pharmacology, but he also knew that these were probably some health-preserving medicinal materials.
"Wait, what did you say? Rongrong her?" Listening to Zhao Ming's words, Oscar felt something was wrong.
Yes, Rongrong She has to run around the village twenty times just like him. She is physically weaker than him, so she should come back much slower than him. Could it be that Rongrong just came back?
Moreover, Rongrong must be very tired after running and has no energy to do that with Zhao Ming.
"Rongrong just came back. And I carried it back. I'm almost exhausted." Zhao Ming said in time.
Listening to Zhao Ming's words, Oscar's body trembled.
He understood why Zhao Ming was sweating so much. It turned out that Rongrong was carrying it on his back.
Suddenly, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong? Brother, you don't think I was doing that kind of thing with Rongrong, do you?" Zhao Ming was holding the chicken soup, his face changed, and he said slightly angrily.
"No, how is that possible?" Oscar said with a smile.
"That's good. I thought you thought that way. Although I, Zhao Ming, am not a gentleman, but Rongrong is a lady, not that kind of girl." Zhao Ming said in a heavy tone.
"Don't worry. Don't I still know what kind of person you are, brother? Besides, it's impossible for me to doubt Rongrong's character." Oscar smiled and patted Zhao Ming on the shoulder.
"That's good, I'll send this chicken soup to Rongrong." Zhao Ming walked towards Ning Rongrong's dormitory with the pot in hand.
With a smile, Oscar watched Zhao Ming approach the girls' dormitory.
Then his face quickly darkened. His face looks as ugly as he wants.
He didn't expect that he was wrong. Rongrong and Zhao Ming don't have the kind of relationship they imagined. But yes, even if Zhao Ming had the intention to do something bad, how could a woman from a large family like Ning Rongrong allow it?
However, I'm afraid something will happen in the future.
Whenever he thinks about the chicken soup he made being given to Ning Rongrong by Zhao Ming, he feels like crying.
Today he was running at full Soul Power and completed the task a quarter faster than usual. The purpose is to make soup for Ning Rongrong early.
It's fine now, the soup I made is gone. The most important thing is, is he scheming against his enemy?
Oscar feels bitter but can't blame others.
The misunderstanding was his own, and the chicken soup was given to Zhao Ming by himself. It can be said that Zhao Ming did nothing.
"Forget it, as long as Rongrong is still single, there is still a chance for everything." Encouraging himself, Oscar walked towards his dormitory. After running twenty laps, he was very tired. He just wanted to take a nap.
In the girls' dormitory, Ning Rongrong is not there, so he should be taking a shower.
Zhao Ming didn't say anything, put the chicken soup on Ning Rongrong's table and turned away.
Not long after Zhao Ming left, Ning Rongrong wiped his wet hair with a handkerchief and saw the chicken soup on his table as soon as he came out. Even though he was tired and hungry, the smell of chicken whetted Ning Rongrong's appetite.
As if thinking of something, Ning Rongrong did not start directly, but limped towards the door.
Outside the door, Zhao Ming is slowly walking away.
Looking at Zhao Ming's figure, all the resentment towards Zhao Ming in Ning Rongrong's heart disappeared.
Sisi Sweetness rises in my heart.
Someone at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect also gave her something before. But those people couldn't wait to let her know how hard they worked and how precious the gift was.
But, Zhao Ming, he didn't.
He didn't even say a word.
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