The crowd was noisy, and the people of the flames and the Big Dipper quickly became familiar.

Although it is said that the Big Dipper is a very dangerous and terrifying organization, because of the relationship between Xingluo, they are all their own, so they are all good-tempered sides that are shown in front of each other.

Seeing everyone getting along so harmoniously, Xingluo was naturally happy.

After arguing with them for a while, Xingluo took some delicious things upstairs and sent them to Mo Lian and the children...

"Would you like to eat?" Furong Rong walked to Yue Zhuo with a small plate of desserts.

Yue Zhuo had a cold temper, just sitting next to him drinking and watching other people playing.

Hearing this, Yue Zhuo raised her eyes and looked at Fur Rongrong. She was eating a piece of dessert, with dessert pastry hanging on her ruddy mouth. It looked like it was delicious...

Somehow, Yue Zhuo suddenly remembered that the scene where Furong kissed him yesterday.

Although Qiu Rongrong only kissed him lightly, he could feel that her lips were very soft...

"Don't eat." Yue Zhuo withdrew her gaze, turned her head and stopped looking at Furongrong.

It's just that the tips of his ears are dyed suspiciously red, faint, and covered by hair, so you can't see it.

"...Oh." Furong sat beside Yue Zhuo, "By the way, since we are already dating, shouldn't we think of a nickname for each other?"

Yuezhuo didn't seem to call her name much, even if she did, she was still called her full name!

She wants to hear him call herself Rongrong...

"I don't care." Yue Zhuo responded coldly.

"..." Qiu Rongrong gave her eyes, but this is normal. Yuezhuo promised to be with her, no... not so much together, it is better to say that it was Yuezhuo who "played" with her, at least Yuezhuo Think so.

He sacrificed himself in order to prevent Furong from attacking Wangchuan and Fengkui. Therefore, the dominant power is in Furong's hands. She will do whatever she wants. Anyway, he has to accompany her. Don't worry about his meaning.

That's what Yuezhuo wanted to express, right?

Qiu Rongrong smiled nonchalantly, "If that's the case, then you will call me Rongrong from now on, I'll call you..."

Qiu Rongrong suddenly leaned over, put her arms around Yuezhuo's neck, pressed to his ears, and deliberately blew hotly: "How about I call you a baby?"

"..." Yue Zhuo lightly frowned, seeming to resist Furongrong's closeness, but did not resist.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Qiu Rongrong continued: "Or... your husband?"

"...With you." The crease between Yue Zhuo's brows deepened a bit.

What Qiu Rongrong didn't notice was that Yue Zhuo had unconsciously squeezed the wine glass in his hand, and the blue veins on the back of his hand became obvious, as if he was holding back something.

"Follow me... Then I can call it whatever I want." Furong Rong stretched out his hand and touched Yuezhuo's ear, which was a bit hot.

"..." Yue Zhuo's body was slightly stiff, and there was no reaction on the surface, but her heart became a little hot and dry inexplicably.

Seeing Yuezhuo's red ears, Furong didn't think much about it. It should be just a normal physiological phenomenon. It is normal for her to speak so close to his ears that his ears turn red, but it does not mean it is because of shyness or something.

This man is afraid that he is not shy at all, he is always cold.

I really don’t know when Fur Rong can warm this piece of ice...