Douluo Death Angel

He sat on the golden steps, his little face wrinkled, showing his unhappiness.

A trace of pain flashed in his golden eyes, why was she always so cold to him?

He couldn't figure it out, and he dropped his little hands to the ground in frustration, his brows knitted, and his little mouth was almost big enough to hang an oil bottle.

  "What are you doing here?"

At this time, a childish and lively voice interrupted his thoughts.

Looking closely, it was a little girl with a childish but delicate face, confusion written in her big purple eyes, holding a doll in her hands, and blue-haired girl with twin ponytails.

"I, I'm thinking about something." Qian Renling pursed his lips, his heart was in a panic.

"What's the matter?" The little girl frowned slightly, with surprise in her big eyes, "I thought someone as smart as Aling wouldn't have any worries."

Hearing this, Qian Renling's face changed instantly, and he coughed, "You idiot, who told you that!"

  "Even smart people have worries!"

After saying that, Qian Renling reached out and pinched her little face, "Who told you these words?" When

he pinched her, she felt itchy, and her little face instantly turned red. She still said in confusion, "These words were said by my mother to Jiuer, Aling, do you still want to hear them?"

She knocked his hand away with her little hand, and sat next to him holding the doll. As soon as she sat on the cold steps, she hissed subconsciously, surprised by the cold.

Then, she took his little hand, put it on the doll, and said seriously: "Mom said there are only two kinds of people in the world, smart people and stupid people."

"Jiuer thinks that A Ling must be the former. Because mom said that people who are good to Jiuer are the former, and Jiuer can't see the latter."

When she talked about this, her little face was serious, like a little paralyzed.

Qian Renling turned his head to look at her, and a soft voice sounded, "Stupid Jiuer!"

"Jiuer is not stupid, A Ling is so bad!"

She took advantage of his hand still on the doll and stretched out her chubby little hand to pinch his little face. Maybe his previous words irritated her, and this time her hand was a little strong, leaving a red mark on his little face.

His little face was pinched and pulled by her, like a bun.

The soft touch made her purple eyes light up, and she smiled happily while pinching, "A Ling's skin is so good, it feels so comfortable to pinch!"

Then, her evil little hand was caught by Qian Renling.

Facing her giggling, Qian Renling shook his head. He wanted to pinch her back, but he was afraid that she would explode.

After thinking for a while, Qian Renling pinched her doll in front of her, which made her smile disappear instantly.

"No need to do this, the doll will hurt!"

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at him with a look of pain, as if she was going to cry the next moment.

"Then will you still pinch my face?" Qian Renling stopped moving, saw her grievance, and said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, don't pinch it, don't pinch the doll, it will hurt, although it can't speak." Seeing that Qian Renling's movements stopped, her expression changed instantly, the tears disappeared, and she looked at him with hope.

As the saying goes, every little girl is innocent and changeable.

"Oh, here you go." Qian Renling reluctantly returned the doll to her, but in fact he was still afraid that she would cry.

Qian Renling had experienced too many times, and he knew in his heart that once she cried, it was not coaxed back by a lollipop, but two!

Hmph, he was so hungry for just one lollipop, and he wanted two!

"A Ling is so nice!" After getting the doll, she became happy, with a look of joy on her face, "A Ling is the best person in the world."

"Hmph, I'm not nice!" Qian Renling turned her head away awkwardly, with a look of arrogance on her face.

"Hehe!" She touched his face with the doll and said seriously, "As long as Jiuer thinks Aling is good, that's enough."

"Hmph!" Qian Renling moved the doll away awkwardly, then looked at her and asked, "Why did you come here today?"

"Aling, stupid, I came to play with you!" Jiuer glared at him, a little angry, "In a few days, Jiuer's martial soul will awaken, isn't Aling looking forward to it?"

"Looking forward to it, but seeing that you like dolls so much, your martial soul can't be a doll!" Qian Renling stared at the doll in her hand, "I think this is really possible!"

"Really?" Hearing this, she was even happier, "Jiuer just hopes that her martial soul is a doll, so that she can hug it, hehe!"

"I'm just kidding, who has a doll as a martial soul." Qian Renling interrupted her fantasy, "My martial soul is an angel."

  "Want to see it?"

Jiuer nodded immediately to show that she wanted to see it.

Qian Renling curled his lips and smiled, "I want to see it, it's very simple, I want at least ten lollipops, and in different flavors!"

Jiuer's smile froze and she screamed, "Wow!"

"Jiuer doesn't even have ten lollipops, and you actually want ten!"

  (End of this chapter)