The next day, after Qin Lang got up, he sat at the head of the bed for a long time.

It wasn't until the Tianhe Sect Master in his arms also woke up that he pushed his head against his chin:

"Hey, boy, you're finally a big fool."

Syllable.

Qin Lang looked straight ahead, and raising his hand was a slap on her little buttocks, Zhuo Beibei was about to raise his foot and step on Xiao Xiaolang, but was stopped by Qin Lang in time:

"Don't make a fuss."

Qin Lang's blood and qi are just old, early in the morning, and he is still in a state where it is inconvenient to release water, and if he is stepped on at this time, most of them will not be very happy.

Unless you grasp the angle like stepping on a sewing machine, your little feet will go to the ground...

Or maybe the two little feet are close together, and between the arches of the feet just form a small whirlpool called the Ecstasy Cave...

Well?

No, where do you want to go!

Damn, it's all to blame for this thing, all kinds of demons day by day, I feel like I'm really going to become a pervert...

Qin Lang cleared his throat and looked at Zhuo Beibei seriously:

"To tell you the truth, I looked like I was pressed into bed by a ghost yesterday."

"Ghost press?"

"Well, probably."

Anyway, as soon as Qin Lang woke up this morning, he felt inexplicable... The face hurts.

And it doesn't hurt on both sides of the face, but it hurts a little on the other.

"Tuan Tuan."

"Meow?"

"Bring me the mirror."

"Meow."

The little female cat was brisk, and in the blink of an eye, she took a small bronze mirror to Qin Lang, Qin Lang looked at it for a long time, but she couldn't see anything wrong with her face from the bronze mirror.

"North-north."

Let others take a look, so Qin Lang threw away the bronze mirror and pointed to the left side of his face.

"You... You..."

Zhuo Beibei immediately blushed, lowered his little head and shook it:

"Don't..."

"Tsk."

Come here again, "don't don't want it" if it's a big fart...

Qin Lang directly reached out and lifted her little face, and his left cheek leaned towards her again:

"Hurry up."

“……”

Zhuo Beibei seriously doubted whether Qin Lang was stimulated by the matter about Lingyue last night, in short, the basic shyness was still there, and after twisting for a while, he knelt up, and his thin and soft lips were imprinted on the left side of Qin Lang's face.

“？？？”

"Well... Okay, that's it..."

“……”

Qin Lang touched some wet traces on the left side of his face in confusion, and then tasted the softness of the moment now, and finally poked Zhuo Beibei's forehead angrily and funny:

"I asked you to see if there was anything wrong with the left side of my face, who let you kiss me?"

"Huh?!"

The sect master, who was still twisting, stiffened when he heard this, and after staring at Qin Lang in disbelief for a while, his little face turned red:

"Who wants to kiss you! Bright... It's you..."

"Tut-tut, just give it a kiss when you point it, it turns out that the sect master is so obedient?"

"Qin Lang! You... You bastard! ”

"Isn't the sect master who kisses others without permission a bastard? Oh yes, I'm still your junior, much younger than you, you old cow gnawing on tender grass, don't you bastard? ”

"This seat is not! This seat does not have! Only... It's you who let this seat kiss you! ”

……

Qin Lang, who was playful, originally wanted to play a good trick on Zhuo Beibei, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Beibei's eyes were red as he spoke, his eyelids blinked, and after two clicks, the mist spread in his eyes in an instant.

"It's... It's you who make... Woo... You let this seat kiss you... Click..."

"Don't, don't!"

……

Good fellow, I almost forgot that the mind of this thing is as small as her body, and the little girl is easy to cry, not to mention that he teased her like this, so he quickly hugged her into his arms:

"What... I just teased you, the sect master has a lot of them, and they won't go to their hearts, right? ”

“……”

A "Sect Master" made Zhuo Beibei hold back his tears to some extent, and stared at Qin Lang with a sob:

"That's... Then you say, did you let me kiss you..."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"That's... So why are you..."

"Well, because the younger generation has admired the predecessor for a long time, so..."

"Liar."

“……”

The simple cliché was not good at coaxing, Qin Lang looked down at Zhuo Beibei with tears and laughter:

"Then why does the sect master guess?"

"Because... Because..."

Zhuo Beibei thought about it, the corners of his lips curled, and he was about to skillfully show a smug smile, but he remembered that he was crying and chirping, which was not suitable, so he continued to collapse his little face and looked at Qin Lang expressionlessly:

"Because you... I like this seat..."

“？”

Qin Lang was speechless and almost couldn't help laughing, but fortunately, he still held back, blinked and asked:

"Why does the Sect Master think I like you?"

"This seat is the sect master of the Tianhe Sect, the proud daughter of the sky, and the natural charm of the body, although the physical effect is already very weak, but you happen to be a pervert again, you have been with this seat for a long time, how can you not like this seat..."

“……”

Well, what a clear truth, it's really reasonable.

"And then... Then you like this seat, just now you finally couldn't help but ask this seat to be loyal to your inner desires, this seat is generous and benevolent, and has a big wind and boldness, so I rewarded you..."

Zhuo Beibei said, and the movement of twitching and matching became smaller:

"So Qin Lang, you should be grateful to this seat!"

"Got it."

"It's over if you know!"

Zhuo Beibei waved his small fist, and was about to make a request, but suddenly felt the breath on Qin Lang's body rushing to his face, and in his eyes, he lowered his handsome face, and then kissed it lightly at the corner of his eye.

"Kindness for kindness, how about it, can the sect master forgive me."

“……”

Zhuo Beibei didn't speak, she just felt that her heartbeat was about to become the same as a normal person, so she nestled in Qin Lang's arms and was quiet for a long time, before she slowly twisted her little buttocks and turned her face sideways in a low voice:

"There's the other side..."

"Okay."

Qin Lang kissed the corner of her other eye, which was also slightly moist, and then Zhuo Beibei immediately pointed outside:

"I want to eat sugar gourd and mung bean cake, you go and serve it."

"At least wait until I get up and get dressed first..."

"Hurry up."

She pushed and shoved, Qin Lang also quickly got up and put on his clothes, but he hadn't forgotten his face pain before going out.

"By the way, you take a good look first, is there something wrong with my face?"

"It's a little swollen, a little red, like a cat's claw."

"Cats... Round! ”

"Meow!?"

Although she felt that she had obviously not done anything bad, the little female cat still hid for the first time, and Qin Lang didn't know her first, so she went out early in the morning to get some for the sect master.

And after he went out, Zhuo Beibei finally lifted the quilt, and then locked himself inside, and after a long time, a small face covered with red blush slowly poked out of the quilt.

More than 300 years...

Actually... There was a guy who kissed her...

Actually... There was a person who was kissed by her...

(End of chapter)