Click...

Click...

When Qin Lang finished his business with Gu Jin and "Su Yinhua" respectively, he went to Xiao Er first and brought the second bowl of rice balls.

Qin Lang took the rice balls and returned to his room, but he was surprised to hear the sound of grinding knives.

At a glance, a small figure was lying on the ground with his back to him, pressing Qin Lang's matching knife on a whetstone and grinding it.

"Hey... Hey..."

“……”

Qin Lang's face turned black at that time, and he silently put the rice balls on the table, and then leaned behind Zhuo Beibei, aimed at the round round and warped little buttocks, and raised his hand with a palm.

Syllable~!

What surprised Qin Lang was that the sect master did not scold Qin Lang angrily after being beaten as usual, and he was disrespectful or something.

She just covered her face, turned her head and glared at Qin Lang with a resentful expression, and then continued to sharpen her knife.

In this way, Qin Lang had no choice but to take her, and helplessly held his forehead:

"No, dare to ask the sect master, what kind of demon are you doing at night?"

"Hmph, what sect master..."

The little girl sharpened her knife and muttered to herself:

"In the eyes of some people... And this sect master..."

“……”

Qin Lang wanted to laugh a little, anyway, he picked up the knife and whetstone first, and then carried the little girl with a look of grievance and displeasure back to the bed, half-squatted down, and looked at her calmly:

"Say it."

"Say what..."

"Where did the whetstone come from?"

"I just got it from the shopkeeper."

"What do you sharpen your knife for?"

"Kill the cat."

“？？？”

"Meow?!"

Tuan Tuan, who had already been ambushed under Qin Lang's pillow, poked out his head at that time, glanced at the knife in shock, and then retracted under the pillow, revealing a pair of big blue eyes, and wailed twice towards Qin Lang.

"Don't be afraid, she won't dare."

"Who said I wouldn't dare?"

"Tuan Tuan messed with you?"

"Tuan Tuan didn't, Tuan Tuan's concubine was provoked."

"Tuan Tuan's concubine?"

Qin Lang looked at the little female cat on the bed in amazement, and the little female cat suddenly shook her head in a daze and panic.

"Meow...!"

Pure slander! The slave family is clearly innocent!

Qin Lang also believed that Tuan Tuan was not fooling around outside:

"Beibei, don't talk nonsense, Tuan Tuan is a clean little female cat."

"It's all foxes!"

"That's a clean fox, too."

"Whatever, anyway, I'm talking about her concubine is you."

“……”

When did I become Tuan Tuan's concubine...

Qin Lang couldn't guess the little girl's strange thoughts, he just wanted to know where he provoked her.

"You took the rice balls from this seat to pay tribute to those two wild women, and you don't know where you are wrong?"

Zhuo Beibei lay down on the bed and turned over:

"Anyway, this seat is clear, so I'll go with them in the future, leave me alone..."

“……”

"The previous words were all coaxing me and lying to me..."

“……”

"I know what kind of good goods that slut can raise..."

As the sect master spoke, he actually burst out and cried:

"Your mother and son must have agreed on it... Bullying me together..."

"It's brother and sister!"

……

God [mother and son] have come out...

Maybe you can look at it like this when you were a child, but now that Qin Lang is twenty years old, she is a head taller than her when she stands with her senior sister Mu Xuanli, where is it like a mother and son.

……

"North-north."

Qin Lang took a deep breath, turned over on the bed, and wanted to hug Zhuo Beibei's small body, but she didn't make a fuss honestly.

"Don't touch me!"

"Can you listen to me first?"

"You explain, don't touch this seat..."

Zhuobei Beiguang thundered and didn't rain, and the mist in his eyes was obviously not much, but he still sucked his little nose, looking like he was going to cry at any time, so that Qin Lang would be extra gentle with her.

"So you've got it in mind?"

Qin Lang stretched out his arms and pouted:

"Just listen to the explanation? Don't hug? ”

“……”

Zhuo Beibei thought about it, and when he listened to his quibbles, if he wasn't in his arms, it seemed that there was really something missing...

"Okay, then I'll say it."

“……”

Qin Lang withdrew his arm, and Zhuo Beibei immediately raised his little hand and grabbed and smashed his arm.

"Tsk, what are you doing, do you want it?"

"To..."

"Tell me clearly, what do you want?"

"To hug..."

"That's it."

Sure enough, the obedient sect master was more well-behaved, Qin Lang took the fragrant little girl into the crook of his arm again, feeling like he was holding a hot water bag, but this hot water bottle was still not very restless, and he would squirm and chirp.

"You're a caterpillar, huh?"

"You're the caterpillar."

Zhuo Beibei was a little angry, opened his small mouth and skillfully took a bite on someone's small dots:

"You have the smell of a wild woman in your arms! Two! ”

"Isn't it okay for you to come in a carriage with them today? Don't be so stingy, listen to me explain the matter of the rice balls first. ”

Qin Lang pointed to the table:

"Look, I didn't forcibly snatch your rice balls to offer courtesy, but the small bowl just now was not enough for you to eat, and this bowl of twenty is for you."

"Really..."

Zhuo Beibei was suspicious, jumped out of bed, ran to the table to look at it, and counted again.

"How? Didn't lie to you, did you? ”

"It's only nineteen, how can there be twenty."

"Where's the one in your mouth?"

"Oh..."

Okay, let's take the matter of the rice balls as a misunderstanding, Zhuo Beibei is not to blame for the time being, after eating a few rice balls in three or five bites, he wiped his mouth and brought the rice balls to the side of the bed.

"Qin Lang."

"Huh?"

"You can eat."

"Yo?"

Qin Lang counted it, eleven.

There are twenty of them in total, and this guy actually kept an extra one for himself.

"You haven't eaten for a day, and you're in a car... Fighting again..."

The sect master muttered greasy and crookedly, which made Qin Lang's heart warm, and he picked up her little face and took a sip.

"The Sect Master will hurt people too, thank you."

"Cut... It's just a matter of facts..."

Zhuo Beibei's praise for him didn't seem to be too useful, but he had some other things in his heart, silently waited until Qin Lang finished eating the remaining glutinous rice balls, and then silently took the bowl away, silently blew the lamp, and finally silently got into the quilt, lying on Qin Lang's chest, and didn't even listen to the story.

"What's wrong all of a sudden?"

Qin Lang felt her mood was low, and originally thought that she was still struggling with the matter of Tangyuan, but she heard her say quietly:

"Boy, after this seat falls asleep in the future, you still don't have to wait for this seat..."

"Why?"

"Because... Because the main seat that grew up... The character is really bad...... It's okay to wake up next time you're a girl, but if it's a complete body..."

If it was her complete body, Zhuo Beibei didn't know if she could get along well with Qin Lang, the man raised by Mu Xuanli, like she was now.

At that time, she didn't hurt people, and she might even hurt him...

"Stop talking stupid."

“？”

"Your personality isn't very good now, can't I still tell you stories every day? In the future, if you get older, even if your personality is even worse, I believe I will have a way to tell you stories. After all, no matter what kind of character Zhuo Beibei is, it is Zhuo Beibei after all, isn't it? ”

“……”

(End of chapter)