"Pain, pain, pain, ——!"

"As for it? I accidentally pulled it..."

"Of course you don't have rough skin and thick meat, what about this seat?"

……

After breakfast, in Qin Lang and Zhuo Beibei's room, Qin Lang accidentally pulled her ponytail when she was redressing Zhuo Beibei, causing the sect master to suffer for a while.

The reason why she had to dress again was because Qin Lang found that she had been dressed backwards inside and out in the morning.

It's just that I didn't find it at the time.

It wasn't until just now, when Qin Lang, who had finished breakfast, went back to the room to comfort the unhappy sect master, Qin Lang suddenly found that the soft and soft bag in his palm actually had a little more rough touch.

Qin Lang found out that Zhuo Beibei's new skirt was worn backwards, and some stitches were turned out from it, which made him feel not very good, so he took it off for her and wore it again.

……

"Since you like double ponytails, you have to get used to being torn off, you can't eat this pain at a young age, and what winds and waves can you withstand in the future?"

"You're young! The stinky boy who has no eyes..."

Zhuo Beibei didn't think that he would experience any winds and waves in the future in the matter of double ponytails, and after Qin Lang took off her small skirt, he immediately raised his foot to try to fight back, but Qin Lang quickly caught his ankle with an eye.

"Tsk, why are you so careful?"

Qin Lang glanced at her and threw back her little feet.

Zhuo Beibei snorted disdainfully, then groaned and asked:

"Regarding Su Yinhua's attitude, what do you think of Qin Lang?"

"What attitude?"

"Oh, it's the one she always wants to reconcile with Mu Xuanli... What about you? Are you like her? ”

"Don't ask me."

Qin Lang's attitude had already been set before, it was not easy to manage, he didn't want to manage it, and he couldn't manage it:

"If I had your level of strength one day, I might consider taking care of it."

But even at that time, all Qin Lang could do was probably pick up Zhuo Beibei and Senior Sister and spank each of them a few times.

That's it.

If you have to divide the winner and loser, it will be better than anyone's.

"Anyway..."

Thinking of this, Qin Lang stopped and turned over the skirt, and glanced at Zhuo Beibei thoughtfully:

"North, my senior sister she... How powerful is it? Is it the same as you? ”

"Of course~!"

The corners of Zhuo Beibei's lips pulled proudly, and he sat on the chair with both hands and straightened his chest:

"In his heyday, although Mu Xuanli was only a little bit worse than this seat, he could still be recognized by this seat~"

"I asked my senior sister, what are you crazy about..."

"Nonsense, if you don't admit that this seat is powerful, will you ask her if she is the same as this seat?"

"Okay, okay, so what realm have I, senior sister, or you, reached? The legendary Grand Master? ”

"Cut~"

The smugness at the corner of Zhuo Beibei's mouth became stronger:

"Just a great master, An dare to be on a par with this seat."

“……”

"In contrast, the Great Grandmaster is a mayfly, this seat is the Fusang Sacred Tree, the Great Grandmaster is a firefly, and this seat is Haoyue... Eh, it hurts, it hurts——! ”

……

This product is typical of giving a little sunshine and a little spring water to flood, ask her a good question, and in a blink of an eye, it will blow without a boundary, Qin Lang really can't listen to it, and skillfully pulled up her little face.

It's strange to say.

Although Qin Lang doesn't know how many times he has pulled it so far, the little face of the sect master has never been torn off, and there is no situation at all about "pulling a swollen face and becoming fat" that Qin Lang was worried about.

"Bei, why doesn't your face feel bad? Isn't it too thick? ”

"You're cheeky."

Qin Lang has the thickest skin, the kind that can't even gnaw on it, and he actually beat a rake, Zhuo Beibei waved his little hand to refute the rumors:

"Do you think this seat is really a child, and his body is vulnerable? This seat has been practicing for hundreds of years, according to the words of the bald donkeys, it has already achieved the golden body of Da Luo, not to mention being pulled twice by you, even if you cut it with a knife or stab it with a gun, it is impossible to easily stab it~"

“……”

Hearing that she began to blow again, Qin Lang remembered something called [Rubber Fruit] in the depths of his memory.

"Okay, I know that the sect master is very powerful, let's get dressed."

"Don't."

“？”

"I feel like you don't believe in the appearance of this seat at all, and this seat will not wear clothes in the future, so let you see if this seat is really golden!"

“……”

The corners of Qin Lang's mouth twitched when he listened:

"No clothes?"

"Yes!"

"Really, don't you wear it?"

"No."

"Away from home?"

"I don't wear it either~"

“……”

Qin Lang was silent when he heard this.

Zhuo Beibei noticed this silence, lowered his little face that was about to rise to the sky slightly, looked at him, his eyes blinked, twice...

"Oh-~"

Immediately, Zhuo Beibei's heart was happy, his eyebrows were crooked, his eyes were also crooked, his little hands covered the corners of his lips with a more presumptuous smile, and he leaned in front of Qin Lang, babbling and teasing in a whisper:

"Stinky boy, aren't you eating-jealous-?"

“……”

Qin Lang's expressionless face trembled, his eyelids drooped, and he glared at her.

"Hee-hee~"

Zhuo Beibei smiled even happier:

"I see~I see~... Eh, yes~ It seems that some people are usually not humble or arrogant to this seat on the surface, and sometimes they love to ignore it, and they look very casual, but in fact, when they think that this seat will be seen by others when they go out without clothes, they are very unhappy in their hearts~ Tut-tut..."

“……”

It's hard.

Qin Lang's fist was hard again.

Zhuo Beibei saw Qin Lang who had hardened, and he was even more fearless:

"What? Do you want to get angry, but you don't know who to fire it to? ”

“……”

"Hmph~ You shouldn't hit this seat, right? Okay, I'll call you, anyway, if I do, I'll run out of the door right away like now, and I'll be angry with you... Huh... Ay~! Wait, Qin Lang, you... What are you going to do..."

……

Zhuo Beibei's understanding of Qin Lang is still enough.

The Sect Master may not have thought that the last thing Qin Lang is afraid of is threats, especially the threat of women, and even more so the threat of arrogant women.

Therefore, before the threat of a certain sect master was finished, she found that her body was relaxed, and her small body was actually carried by Qin Lang on her shoulders.

Then, he threw him on the bed without mercy.

Bang~

"Stink... What are you going to do, stinky boy... This seat... I just said casually, you..."

It's broken, it's broken... It's gone...

The little sect master of Bai Huahua, who was only wearing two small socks, could only shrink in the corner of the bed nervously in the face of Qin Lang, who seemed to be full of anger.

Not to mention Fang Cai's various arrogance and ridicule, for a while, she was even like a certain empress before, forgetting that she had supreme skills, and her heart was completely occupied by nervousness and regret, seeing Qin Lang's face coming towards her with a dark face, her eyelashes trembled, and she simply closed her eyes.

"I, I... I'm wrong, I can't do it! I was angry with you just now, I didn't ...... at all Yah~!! ”

Syllable!

Qin Lang's hands rose and fell, listening to the sound, it was very crisp and unkind.

A certain sect master's snow-white little moon also instantly floated a big pink handprint.

"Still running?"

Qin Lang, who had been holding back for a long time, finally spoke lightly.

And because of his opening, Zhuo Beibei finally regained his courage, covered his little buttocks and said angrily:

"Just run, run!"

Syllable!

Another palm, this time the left and right sides are symmetrical.

But Qin Lang didn't fight anymore after that, because the little sect master's eyes had already begun to bubble up with grievances, and Qin Lang also sobered up a little from the extremely unhappy anger just now, and after staring at the little girl for a long time, he just hugged her tightly into his arms without saying a word.

"Don't say anything like that in the future."

“……”

Qin Lang's voice was a little low, Zhuo Beibei was stunned for a long time, and then muttered in a low voice:

"I... I'll just talk about it and tease you...... It's not really..."

"Don't say that."

“……”

Zhuo Beibei was speechless, but his body gradually softened in his arms, and when he spoke again, his tone unconsciously brought a trace of doting that did not match the little girl:

"Stinky boy... Obviously a stinky boy... is so arrogant and domineering to an old woman in this seat..."

"Hmm."

"I don't know, I thought... You want to occupy this seat..."

"Hmm."

"Huh...?"

Zhuo Beibei's eyes lit up slightly, and before he had time to savor his "um", the next moment, he only felt that although he was still small and exquisite, all of them were extremely keen, and they were all occupied by someone's big hand one after another, and he grasped it...

"Hmm~!"

“……”

"Stinky boy... Qin... Qin Lang... Hmm-~"

In the end, the thin little lip flap was also completely occupied by him.

When all his body, including his little head, was dizzy and gradually fell into some kind of scorching quagmire, the sect master finally understood what kind of fate it was to threaten Qin Lang.

……

"Huh...? How... Stopped...? ”

"You haven't said anything yet, I want to listen, right now."

"Know... Got it! This seat... The body of this seat or something... So far, and in the future, it's just for you to see one man... Okay, right? ”

“……”

“~~…”

(End of chapter)