"Hey..."

“……”

"Okay, okay, the lily petals were brought to you, and the rock sugar gourd was also brought to you, are you still angry?"

“……”

In the room, Qin Lang stood beside the bathtub in a gentle voice, while the little girl in the bathtub had her back to him, lying on the edge of the other end of the bathtub, refusing to look back for a long time.

"I'll admit, I shouldn't have pushed you into the water just now..."

“……”

"The main thing is that you are too nervous, and I am in a hurry..."

“……”

At this time, it seemed that nothing was to say, Zhuo Beibei, the sect leader of the Tianhe Sect, was lying on the edge of the bathtub with his back to all beings, his back was snow-white and thin, and his long hair was tied into a small ball, which looked like an oversized rice ball floating on the water from a distance.

The little shoulders of "Tang Yuan" shrugged like this, and occasionally the sound of sniffing could be heard, which could only be said to be really angry at Qin Lang's behavior just now.

"Little Sect Master."

So, Qin Lang's tone had to soften and soften, and finally with the mentality of "adults don't remember villains", he apologized to her well:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

“o(￢_￢)o”

Zhuo Beibei's little face finally turned a little:

"What's wrong..."

"The mistake is that I didn't have a sense of reverence and did something disrespectful to the sect master."

"And what..."

"And there's... Well... It should not be called a small sect master, it should be called a sect master. ”

“……”

That's pretty much it...

Zhuo Beibei turned around and looked at his little arms and legs through the water, as well as Xiao Na and Xiao Na, and felt a resentment in his heart.

……

"Little Sect Master" or something, the more I think about it, the more I go too far...

Obviously she used to be older, who wants to be so small, it's not all to blame for some slut...

Fortunately, the junior named Qin Lang in front of him happened to expose his scars with the breath of that slut!

Speaking from the chest, which sect master is not sad or wronged about this kind of thing?

……

"Sect Master, why don't we get up first? How long has this been soaking? ”

Regarding Qin Lang's proposal, Zhuo Beibei still agreed.

Her current body is already young, and it will be a shame to soak in some places for a long time...

Whoop -

So, Zhuo Beibei got up again by the small wooden steps, and then raised his arms evenly, looking at Qin Lang fixedly.

“……”

“？”

Qin Lang didn't know what she was doing at first.

It wasn't until the sect master's cheeks were bulging and he was a little impatient that he was about to get angry again, that Qin Lang suddenly brought the big bath towel on the side.

The bath towel was large, but the sect master was small.

Qin Lang first put a big bath towel on the little Zhuo Beibei's head, and then lifted her shoulder sockets on both sides, and touched it with his own hands, only to realize that the little girl's skin was so delicate and weak, and it was almost as delicate as those lily petals floating on the water.

No matter what her true identity was, when she remembered that such a weak and petite body was still chopping wood and boiling water in the firewood room at that time, Qin Lang's movements were also subconsciously gentle, and with a slight lift, she lifted her cat-like body from the water and put it on the small wooden bench on the side.

"Hmm..."

The little girl wrapped in a bath towel was a little out of breath, and her two little feet curled up on the stool and snorted twice.

Qin Lang understood, first rubbed her hair briefly through the bath towel, and then opened an opening to expose her little head, and then began to wipe her body carefully.

“……”

“……”

For a while, in the warm and quiet room, neither of the two people spoke much.

Suddenly, Zhuo Beibei, who was a little extremely well-behaved, stared at Qin Lang, who was also extremely gentle and serious, for a long time, and called him suddenly:

"Qin Lang."

"Hmm."

"Did you use to bathe women?"

"Sort of, serve my senior sister."

"Senior sister...?"

Zhuo Beibei blinked a little unexpectedly:

"Then who is your master?"

"I don't have a master, my senior sister picked me up since I was a child, and treated me like a biological mother, but she is willing to call herself senior sister, and filial piety comes first, so I will naturally follow her."

Cut...

It turns out that the slut also cares about age...

Quietly thinking about some unknown things, Zhuo Beibei's mood was inexplicably better.

……

"Alright."

After a while, Qin Lang dried her body and looked around, but only found the dusty little skirt beside the bed.

"Tsk..."

Although he had confirmed it before, Qin Lang couldn't help but smack his tongue:

"Except for this dress, you don't have any other clothes?"

"Why do you need so many clothes?"

"Where's the belly pocket?"

"No, I don't."

“……”

Seeing Qin Lang's strange eyes, Zhuo Beibei had no choice but to explain to Qin Lang in person what "not needed" was.

Bang~

She jumped off a small wooden bench with bare feet, and then ran around the house.

When he came back, he sat down on the edge of the bed, his slender legs together, his hands held his legs crooked, and he lifted his feet high, and regained his pride:

"Look~"

"Who's going to see your little dirty feet..."

"You're dirty!"

Zhuo Beibei was huffing, shaking his little feet and kicking at Qin Lang for a while, and the highest one even kicked Qin Lang's face:

"Let you see it!"

“……”

There is no way, even if Qin Lang is not a pervert, but he really doesn't have the energy to make trouble with the little sect master anymore, he bent down a little and looked at it, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly understood what Zhuo Beibei meant.

The soles of the feet are like porcelain and jade, except for a little light and beautiful pink in the middle, the whole is almost delicate to the point that there is no trace of wrinkles, and it is extremely clean, like the first snow carving.

That's right, those little feet that obviously just ran around didn't get a little dust!

If you have to use an analogy, it's just like a little female cat!

"You..."

Qin Lang rubbed her nose, ignoring the sweet smell wafting from her little feet:

"Is this due to your physique, or is it some kind of magical exercise?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"Or, I don't remember, I've lived too long, where do I remember so many dispensable things... Anyway, I'm just telling you, this seat is all over the body, including the three holes and seven orifices, even if you don't wear clothes, you won't be contaminated with red dust, take a bath or something just to relax and relieve fatigue, hum ~ Awesome ~"

"Wait..."

Qin Lang grasped the key point in these words:

"You said you've lived too long... Dare to ask the sect master, this year's birthday? ”

"Hmm..."

Zhuo Beibei ate his fingers and recalled for a while, Qin Lang slapped away her little hand, the original intention was not to let the little girl develop the bad habit of gnawing her fingers, but the sect master did not appreciate it, and his little face collapsed, "Ahh

“……”

The delicate lips and the slippery cloves are tickling on the fingertips.

Qin Lang glanced at her, too lazy to pay attention, the sect master unilaterally regarded himself as another victory, and after thinking happily for a while, he finally gave Qin Lang an outrageous figure about his age:

"Three hundred and twenty-one."

"What?"

"This year, three hundred and twenty-one years old."

“……”

Qin Lang was dumbfounded, dare to love this thing is not only not a small sect master, but also an old sect master?