After returning home.
Su Li saw Ning Rongrong sitting on the table in the living room, her slender little legs gently swinging, her exquisitely carved little feet dangling in the air as though they were tempting someone.
"So you still knew to come back!"
"Speak! What did you do today?!"
Ning Rongrong raised one leg and pointed at him.
With that puffed-up expression, she looked like a little wife who had been abandoned, as if tears might fill her eyes at any moment.
Su Li hesitated for a moment before walking over and grabbing that mischievous little foot.
Then he did not let the other one escape either.
Ning Rongrong froze. Her original sitting posture turned into a lying one, and her pretty face instantly flushed red.
"Y-You... what are you doing?!"
"Rongrong, are you sure you aren't tempting me?"
"Bastard! Let... let go of me..."
Su Li took a deep breath. Looking at the girl before him, who seemed to resist yet welcome him at the same time, he truly could not hold back anymore.
After being teased by Qian Renxue all day, if not for his incredible self-control, he would have spilled his gold.
Now.
Ning Rongrong had just happened to tempt him. How could he endure that?
Whatever needed saying could wait until afterward.
Very soon.
Su Li turned into a strict teacher, instructing this disappointing disciple before him.
"If you don't focus on cultivation, how will you lead the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in the future? Come on, continue practicing the Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
"I'm sorry... I... I'm too stupid."
"It's fine. I'm very patient."
"Thank you. Su Li, you're so good to me."
Like a curious child, Ning Rongrong followed every one of Su Li's steps as she tried this novel Martial Soul