Writing a Diary in Douluo, Bibi Dong Goes Crazy
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Writing a diary in Douluo: Bibi Dong went mad

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Chapter 361: Forget it, just lie flat

Looking at Ning Rongrong sitting on his lap, and sensing how Ning Fengzhi and the two Protecting-the-Sect Douluos had turned to stone, Zhao Ling smiled awkwardly.

He also agreed that Ning Rongrong should avoid getting too intimate with him for now. After all, the girl really was too young.

Such intimate behavior always left a certain beast feeling that he was struggling to control himself.

But the girl cared nothing about any of that. She simply insisted on being this close to him, and there was nothing he could do.

As the atmosphere grew increasingly awkward, Zhao Ling hurriedly set Ning Rongrong down, then addressed Ning Fengzhi.

"Brother Ning, it's about to rain. I suddenly remembered that I haven't brought in the laundry hanging outside at home. I-I'll take my leave first."

Ning Fengzhi and the two Protecting-the-Sect Douluos all looked outside the hall. Golden sunlight shone on the courtyard before it, reflecting a dazzling glare.

The corners of all three men's mouths twitched wildly. Hey, Demon-Suppressing Douluo, at least find a halfway decent excuse. With such a barefaced lie, would Rongrong ever let you leave?

Zhao Ling noticed their expressions and hurriedly willed something into motion. Moments later, thunder cracked out of the clear sky, and lightning flashed above the courtyard outside the hall.

Dark clouds appeared out of nowhere, with no telling where they had come from, and continued piling up.

Soon, dark clouds blanketed the sky above all of Heaven Dou City, making it look as though black clouds were pressing down upon the city, threatening to crush it.

Holy shit... Ning Fengzhi and the two Protecting-the-Sect Douluos stared at Zhao Ling in horror. *What was going on with this Demon-Suppressing Douluo? Just a few minutes ago, the sky over

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