"So handsome."
Ning Rongrong stared blankly at the handicraft Xu Ran had carved on a whim. His slender fingers seemed to dance, leaving her unable to look away.
Besides wielding a sword to kill, Xu Ran's fingers could also play music, paint, and make hidden weapons... The combination of art and violence made his bearing all the more captivating. Just watching him, Ning Rongrong felt an urge to sink deeply into it.
At that moment, even if Xu Ran said something improper again, or even wanted to keep thrusting deep and withdrawing shallowly, she would simply accept it.
Loving him meant accommodating him. She was deep enough and had enough stretch; even if Xu Ran went all out, she could still accommodate him.
"Here." Xu Ran held out his hand. In it was a perfectly rounded sphere that looked like nothing more than a simple metal ball. But Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengzhi knew that this metal ball was anything but simple.
Xu Ran had been far too fast for them to see the detailed steps of his work, but they knew this metal ball had been assembled from countless components. It was only because his control was so precise and fine that it looked like a seamless iron ball.
"Xu Ran, this is the hidden weapon you made? A lousy iron ball? Are you planning to smash someone to death with it?" At that moment, Tang San finished making his hidden weapon. Looking at the iron ball in Xu Ran's hand, he broke into a broad grin.
Xu Ran was such a clown.
Seeing Xu Ran's absolute confidence earlier had made him a little apprehensive, but now he was not worried at all.
Xu Ran was just a native of the Douluo Continent. His strength might be somewhat greater,