Chapter 82: I like Nan Lingyue

"Lingyue, do you know the story of the struggle for hegemony during the Three Kingdoms period?"

"Uh-huh, know some."

Nan Lingyue nodded, Wu Shu and Wei divided the world, but anyone who has read a little bit of books should know this ancient history.

"At that time, the leaders of various forces had their own advantages and disadvantages, but as a leader, there must be one skill that they must have."

"What skill?"

"The way of employing people."

Qin Lang smiled and said:

"I once asked Xuan'er, how did she become your personal maid, she said that you yourself took a fancy to her from a dozen little girls, are you satisfied with Xuan'er now?"

"Of course I am satisfied." Nan Lingyue nodded vigorously, "It's like my own sister." ”

"Yes, there is also Wen Xue, it is said that the owner of the Ningxiang Pavilion in Jingzhou Mansion was not her at the beginning, the former owner was withdrawn for personal gain, it was you who inspected the museum for a month, and directly promoted her to the owner of the pavilion when she was still an inconspicuous handyman, and as a result, the Ningxiang Pavilion was able to persist from then to now, isn't it all up to Wen Xue?"

In the end, of course, Qin Lang was cheeky enough to give his own example.

"Lingyue, are you satisfied with me?"

"Huh...?"

Nan Lingyue was a little embarrassed by Qin Lang's words, but when he finally heard him say this, his mind was in a trance for a while, his face turned red uncontrollably, and he looked down at his fingers:

"Full... Meaning..."

In a way, if she wasn't happy with him, she probably wouldn't have saved him in the first place...

It's just that after digging deeper, I just... Getting... Satisfied...

……

"So, whoever achieves great things must be good at employing people, and you are definitely talented in looking at people."

"Got it, got it, it feels okay... You've praised me to heaven..."

However, one thing to say, under Qin Lang's reminder, Nan Lingyue really realized that she did have the ability to see people, and Qin Lang's words could be regarded as a little encouragement for her.

Grunt...

“?”

“?!”

Some abrupt movements sounded, Qin Lang glanced at Nan Lingyue's abdomen, and pushed the remaining half bowl of noodles in front of her:

"If you're hungry, or you..."

"No, no, no."

Nan Lingyue waved his hand, and Qin Lang nodded with a wry smile:

"This... It's a bit bad to let the saint eat the rest..."

"No, I don't mean to dislike you, it's just that there aren't many on this side, and you have to use your pen and brain again, it's better to eat a little more, I'll go back to sleep right away, it's okay to be hungry."

Eating before going to bed is really bad for your stomach, but if you don't eat at all when you're hungry, it's not good for sleep.

"So be it."

So at Qin Lang's insistence, Nan Lingyue divided half of the poached eggs he hadn't eaten.

"After you finish eating the noodles, I'll just eat a little bit of your eggs~"

Nan Lingyue took a bite, and was a little burned, and her delicate little mouth hissed half an egg, and went out while waving her hand.

"Rest early, Qin Lang, oh, so is Master."

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"Stinky girl, she still remembers the master, alas, the girl is not left..."

After the saint left, the little sect master lay on the bed and sighed in an old-fashioned manner, Qin Lang directly chose to ignore it, finished eating the noodles hotly, and then continued to write and paint.

“……”

Zhuo Beibei stared at Qin Lang's back for a long time, and then muttered coldly:

"Boy, what do you think of my apprentice?"

"Ahem, ahem! Ahem...?? ”

Qin Lang, who was thinking about it with his eyebrows on his lips, was choked by this babbling sentence:

"How's that thing?"

"In the words you asked her, are you happy with her?"

“……”

Qin Lang put down the pen, turned around with his arms on his chest, and squinted his eyes to look at the little girl on the bed:

"I said you're just such a big thing, can you stop thinking about messy things every day?"

"Is this seat thinking for yourself? I am Lingyue's master, I don't think about her, who thinks for her? ”

"If you want to, don't get involved."

"Okay, then you can tell me directly, do you like Lingyue or not?"

“……”

Qin Lang glanced at a few pieces of paper on the table, and felt that he might be here tonight, otherwise this product would definitely not be able to stop tossing, so he put the pen down, blew the lamp, and began to undress directly.

Qin Lang had already taken a bath before the night battle today, so he only rinsed his mouth with salt tea at this time, and then went to bed, and hugged the little female cat before going to bed.

"Stinky boy, you're deliberately ignoring this seat..."

"Who is ignoring you, Tuan Tuan is coquettish, don't bother us yet."

"Meow~"

Tuan Tuan was lying in Qin Lang's words, and while shaving Qin Lang's chin, the pink little claws and claws turned their heads and pulled an evil smile towards Zhuo Beibei next to him:

"Meow..."

A wild woman, you know the weight in his heart, right?

"Huh!"

Zhuo Beibei sneered, directly lifted Tuan Tuan's tail, threw her under the bed, and threw herself on Qin Lang's chest instead:

"Don't change the subject, answer this seat, do you like Lingyue or not?"

“……”

Qin Lang sighed helplessly:

"Like, what's wrong?"

"I knew it!"

Zhuo Beibei bit his lip, smashed his little hand on his arm, and said loudly:

"No wonder you told her a story!"

"I... When did I tell her a story? ”

"The Story of the Three Kingdoms!"

He doesn't admit it yet! Obviously, only the sect master is qualified to listen to him tell bedtime stories, why should other women listen to them? Of course, there is only one answer, that is, Qin Lang likes that woman.

Of course, as for the fact that the woman happened to be his apprentice, one yard is one yard.

"You tell Lingyue about the Three Kingdoms and give her eggs, you just like her!"

The Sect Master was reasonable, and Qin Lang nodded again and admitted:

"yes, I said I like her, what's wrong? Doesn't Tianhe Sect encourage children to grow up? The Holy Maiden of the Tianhe Sect is not allowed to be liked by others? ”

"You..."

"And I like her, not necessarily the kind of love that is, it can be the kind of love between friends, what are you excited about? When I was a wild boar? Arched your little cabbage? ”

“……”

Among friends... Like?

As soon as Qin Lang said this, Zhuo Beibei would not make trouble.

She didn't know why she didn't make trouble, and she didn't know why she made trouble just now.

Regarding the fact that Qin Lang fell in love with her apprentice, did she really instinctively hold the psychology of protecting the calf out of her master's identity...

It seems like... She doesn't know either...

"Forget it."

After being silent for a long time, Zhuo Beibei was expressionless:

"If you like it, you like it, just wait for this seat to fall asleep one day, if you are reluctant to take this seat, you can also let her accompany you instead of this seat."

"What words... Always talk about these unpleasant topics..."

Qin Lang glanced at her, and subconsciously hugged her with both hands.

Zhuo Beibei felt this, so his eyebrows bent, a familiar and arrogant smile rose at the corner of his lips, and his little arm stretched out of the quilt and hugged Qin Lang's arm:

"What's the matter, stinky boy? Don't... Are you really reluctant to sit here? ”

"I think you're in the ass and want to be spanked again...... Tsk, don't rub your feet, I'm tired, don't eat that, tell a story. ”

After all, Qin Lang didn't directly answer whether he was reluctant to Zhuo Beibei, but Zhuo Beibei already had the answer in his heart, found a comfortable angle in the crook of his arm, and began his favorite part of listening to stories every day.

"Where was it last time?"

"Speaking of Mr. Wolong, he gave Liu Bei an analysis of the general trend of the world."

"Oh... This Kong Ming said, ah, to occupy Yizhou, and then stand on three legs..."

"With three jade feet on top, can you not stand... Hum... This Kong Ming is also a pervert... Eh, it hurts, it hurts——! ”

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(End of chapter)