Ning Rongrong's Confession

That night!

Inside a room at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Hotel.

Ning Rongrong hugged her sweetheart and nuzzled against him.

Seeing Li Xiaoyao acting like a block of wood...

Ning Rongrong grew a little anxious.

Was she really that lacking in charm?

And so—she took the initiative.

It was only when Ning Rongrong spilled a glazed-colored liquid...

That Ning Rongrong realized—

Everything just now had been a dream.

She herself was soaking stark naked in ice water.

Her two pieces of swimwear were still floating on the surface.

Ning Rongrong quickly checked over the state of her body.

"I... I'm actually still untouched?"

Ning Rongrong was both embarrassed and annoyed.

A lone man and woman, sharing the same room.

She had stripped completely naked, yet she was still untouched.

It was one thing if Li Xiaoyao didn't touch her in the dream.

What she found hardest to accept was—

He didn't touch her in reality either.

This—was honestly a bit too much.

Could it be—

That she, Ning Rongrong, really had no charm at all?

Splash, splash—

Just as Ning Rongrong was grumbling—

She suddenly heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

"Brother Xiaoyao is showering in the bathroom?"

The moment she thought of Li Xiaoyao taking a shower—

Ning Rongrong also remembered something.

Just now... it seemed...

She had bitten Brother Xiaoyao a few times, right?

"I've already bitten him anyway. If I don't take this chance to settle my relationship with Brother Xiaoyao, when will I?"

Ning Rongrong bit her lip, a hint of slyness flashing through her glazed eyes.

She quietly crept over to the bathroom door, the tips of her ears red, yet carrying a stubborn resilience that refused to admit defeat.

Water pattered noisily, warm steam seeping through the crack in the door.

Ning Rongrong pressed against the door, her heart pounding like a drum, her fingertips clenched until they turned white.

"Brother Xiaoyao can't really have no feelings for me at all, can he?"

"We're already alone in the same room, and I've already stripped naked. If I chicken out now, I'll really lose out!"

Ning Rongrong bit her lip, her glazed eyes burning bright.

She raised her hand and pushed lightly. The door hinge gave a soft creak.

Ning Rongrong slipped inside with her body tucked in, and through the mist, she could vaguely see the man's broad shoulders and narrow waist, water droplets sliding down his back.

Li Xiaoyao: Σ(っQДQ;)っ

"Sister Rongrong, what are you doing?"

Li Xiaoyao's mouth parted slightly, as if he wanted to speak but stopped himself.

In a moment of carelessness—

He and Ning Rongrong were completely exposed to each other.

"Brother Xiaoyao..."

Ning Rongrong's throat bobbed—

Then she shut the bathroom door behind her.

Before Li Xiaoyao could come back to his senses, Ning Rongrong strode forward and threw herself straight into his arms, looping both hands around his neck as she tilted her head up to look at him, her glazed eyes burning bright.

"Brother Xiaoyao, Sister Rongrong likes you..."

"Although we've only known each other for a few days, these are Rongrong's true feelings!"

"So, Brother Xiaoyao, Rongrong wants to become your girlfriend, become your woman, and spend the rest of her life with you..."

Ning Rongrong looked straight into Li Xiaoyao's eyes—

Her gaze was burning and firm.

After Ning Rongrong confessed, Li Xiaoyao fell into deep thought.

It seemed he had underestimated the true weight of the Love Continent.

Just look—these two had only known each other for two days.

Ning Rongrong, the proud Little Demoness and little rich girl of Douluo Continent, had taken the initiative to chase after him and confess to him.

Now she was practically delivering herself to his door.

This sense of achievement was simply off the charts!

"Sister Rongrong, Brother Xiaoyao likes you too!"

"But—"

Li Xiaoyao hesitated, wanting to speak yet stopping himself.

He was very certain—

He could take Ning Rongrong right now.

Ning Rongrong would even cooperate with him of her own accord.

But—

He did not do that.

Although he liked Ning Rongrong, he could not give up an entire forest for the sake of one tree.

If he wanted the proud and spoiled Ning Rongrong not to object, he had to whet her appetite first, wear away her pampered airs, and wait until she could no longer leave him. Then she would naturally and willingly accept the other sisters.

"Brother Xiaoyao, is there something difficult for you to say?"

"You can just tell me. Rongrong is very understanding!"

Li Xiaoyao's words that he liked her instantly let Ning Rongrong's anxious heart settle.

Ning Rongrong's cheeks burned, and her tone softened a little as well.

Li Xiaoyao was overjoyed inside.

Look!

They had not even begun yet—

And Ning Rongrong had already fallen completely.

Time to activate the silver tongue (PUA)!

Li Xiaoyao spoke sincerely.

"Sister Rongrong, before Brother Xiaoyao answers your confession, there are some things you still need to know in advance, so you won't feel resentment in the future and damage the feelings between us."

Ning Rongrong did not interrupt—she lay quietly against Li Xiaoyao's chest.

"Sister Rongrong, because of certain reasons I cannot tell you for now, I need to expand my family. In the future, I will inevitably have many wives and concubines, with children and grandchildren filling the household. You will not be the only girl by my side."

"If you can accept having sisters in the future, then we'll be together until our hair turns white. If you cannot accept having sisters in the future, then we'll stop here. I won't hold you back, and you shouldn't remain attached to me either."

Although Douluo Continent had no explicit rule stating that everyone had to follow monogamy, Ning Rongrong's identity was very special.

She was the Pearl in the Palm of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and she also had two Titled Douluo grandfathers who doted on her dearly. Her status was no less than that of a Princess of the Heaven Dou Empire.

As long as Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong were around, Ning Rongrong's future husband would only marry into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, take her alone for his entire life, and have absolutely no chance of keeping three wives and four concubines, much less allow anyone else to take even a share of her affection.

But if Ning Rongrong was willing from the heart, then even if Ning Fengzhi was reluctant and Chen Xin and Gu Rong were fiercely protective, they could only suppress their dissatisfaction and turn a blind eye.

"Brother Xiaoyao, then will you abandon me in the future?"

Ning Rongrong felt uneasy.

She had been born in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and her father Ning Fengzhi had many wives and concubines. She had seen too much of the coldness of inner-courtyard struggles for favor, of new loves replacing old ones.

Not to mention the nobles of the entire Heaven Dou Empire, as well as those powerful Soul Masters—which one of them did not have three wives and four concubines?

Ning Rongrong had never cared about Li Xiaoyao having multiple wives and concubines. She was only afraid that Li Xiaoyao would grow tired of the old after finding the new, afraid of being abandoned by the man she loved.

"Abandon?"

Li Xiaoyao laughed.

How could he possibly abandon a good girl whose eyes were full of him and who was even willing to lower herself to accommodate him?

Li Xiaoyao did not give any promise.

He directly aimed at Ning Rongrong's cherry lips—

Then he kissed her.

This kiss was more certain than any promise, hotter than any vow, sealing away all her unease.

"Mmph—"

Ning Rongrong stiffened, her lashes trembling faintly.

Then she closed her eyes and sank into it. The warmth of their lips pressed together dispelled all her anxiety, and as their breaths tangled, all she could sense was the cool, clear scent of the man she loved.

Only when the kiss grew deep and intense did Li Xiaoyao slowly pull away, lightly brushing the corner of her reddened lips, the smile in his eyes gentle yet firm.

"Sister Rongrong, it's late!"

"We should rest!"

Ning Rongrong's cheeks burned as she nodded and answered with a soft "Mm."

She knew what was going to happen next.

Though she was nervous and shy, she did not resist. Instead, there was even a bit of anticipation in her heart.

"Sister Rongrong, don't be nervous!"

"It may feel a little uncomfortable at first—"

"But it'll be much better afterward!"

Li Xiaoyao could not help laughing softly at the sight.

He gently picked Ning Rongrong up and walked step by step toward the bedroom.

In the night, only their overlapping silhouettes remained, quiet and tender.