Ning Rongrong found it difficult to process everything. Zhao Zilong handed the soul bone in his hand to her and said seriously, "All right, those were only hypotheticals. Take it. I prepared this soul bone especially for you."
"This..." Ning Rongrong looked at the soul bone in her hand. If Zhao Zilong had merely given her a soul bone, she would have been delighted. But after telling her all that, holding this soul bone made it feel somewhat scalding in her hands.
Although she wanted to ask Zhao Zilong what exactly had happened, she could not find a reason to do so. Seeing the unease on Ning Rongrong's face, Zhao Zilong reached out and stroked her cheek. His eyes turned serious as he said, "One more thing. I don't want to be your friend. I only want to be your man."
Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed at those words. "Honestly, even if you wanted me to be your girlfriend, we should start as ordinary friends and take things one step at a time! Who does it like this?"
Zhao Zilong teased, "Can't be helped. When you see a good woman, you have to be quick and snatch her up. If you hesitate, won't she become someone else's woman?"
Hearing Zhao Zilong's confession, Ning Rongrong's little face remained flushed. His method had caught her completely off guard, but she was still happy inside. She huffed proudly, "You suddenly said a whole bunch of nonsense and then gave me a soul bone. What is that supposed to mean? It makes it seem like I'm after your soul bone."
"All right, I'll tell you the truth." Zhao Zilong looked at Ning Rongrong and said solemnly, "Ever since I humiliated Yu Xiaogang at the gates of Shrek Academy, he's held a grudge against me.