Because there was still a white expanse in front of him, coupled with a slight tinnitus, Qin Lang, who had lost most of his eyesight and hearing, only vaguely felt as if he was dreaming.

But in this dream, the voice in my ears always feels a little similar to someone I know in reality.

It's not the timbre, it's that tone.

……

"Are you awake~? Big-Brother-Brother~"

……

The voice that echoed in his ears dimly, the tone was both familiar to Qin Lang and indescribably unfamiliar, making Qin Lang's thoughts fall into a dreamlike confusion for a while.

Crash...

It wasn't until a golden stone sounded that Qin Lang's five senses finally gradually recovered to the level of about thirty percent.

And a string of crisp laughter vaguely appeared in Qin Lang's ears.

"Hehehe..."

It was still the familiar and unfamiliar voice just now, Qin Lang had to admit that it sounded very good, it was as soft and soft as when he spoke, and it was particularly sultry in his ears when he listened to it.

Based on this alone, Qin Lang really couldn't think of a woman he knew who was so... Flatter.

Crash...

"Huh...?"

There was another sound of gold and stone, and Qin Lang suddenly realized that the sound was accompanied by his arm movements.

Crash...

Fifty percent of his vision and hearing were restored, Qin Lang could conclude that he was in an indoor space, and after trying to move his body, he found that he seemed to be in a sitting position, and his hands were tied behind his back with chains.

Move your lower leg again.

Whoop -

Sure enough, his legs were also tied.

"Who is it?"

Qin Lang scolded, and the silver bell-like woman's laughter rang softly again, Qin Lang looked to the right side in the direction of the laughter, and with the complete reversal of his eyesight, his squinted eyes opened with difficulty little by little, and finally what came into view was a tree.

It is a tree with rose-red leaves and a faint fluorescent surface.

If it weren't for the unique beauty of those mysterious leaves, Qin Lang would probably regard this tree as a sycamore.

Looking left and right a little, Qin Lang found that the tree and himself seemed to be in a delicate courtyard.

Meadows, rockeries, streams in the distance... Including pavilions, stone tables, and stone chairs, all of them are available.

In fact, Qin Lang was now sitting on a stone bench, his legs tied to the stone bench with ropes, and his hands were roasted behind his back by a pair of iron shackles.

If it weren't for the fact that Yangzhou Mansion and Juxian Pavilion had been razed to the ground by Mu Xuanli, Qin Lang would even suspect that he was still staying in the back garden by the West Lake and was kidnapped by Huang Youwan.

But even so, Qin Lang always felt that this place had a strong sense of disobedience in some aspects, and it was not like an ordinary courtyard.

What's wrong...

In addition, the sound just now should have come from this tree, but Qin Lang didn't see anyone under the tree.

"This place... It's weird..."

"Huh."

“？！”

A slightly lazy call made Qin Lang's ears move, and he raised his head suddenly.

"Are you hungry?"

"You ......"

Qin Lang looked at a fist-sized branch on the big tree in a daze, and was stunned to find that the owner of the voice was actually sitting on the branch, and the whole person was almost covered by dense rose-red leaves, only a slender ankle hung outside the leaves, and the two feet shook lightly from the left and right, and the arches of the feet were particularly beautiful, looking about the same size as Qin Lang's palm.

The size of this Yingying grip is larger than Zhuo Beibei's little feet in Qin Lang's impression, and it should be about the same as Jian'er and Nan Lingyue, just hanging above Qin Lang, glowing with delicate white in the warm light, which makes Qin Lang dizzy for a while.

But what Qin Lang cares about more than this is the pair of pink feet.

It's not that at this time, Qin Lang is still scrupling about any perverted hobbies.

It's just that the other party seems to be wearing a strange thing on his feet, saying that it is socks, but it is more like pants.

Specifically, there is a kind of reflective black cloth that wraps the ankle and even the calf very closely, and when it comes to the part of the foot, there is only a strip of cloth at the arch of the foot, except for a little flesh in the center of the foot, the soles and heels are generously displayed.

This is...

Foot socks...?

Some kind of distant memory came flooding back, and a word that seemed to be very appropriate popped up in Qin Lang's mind for no reason, and he always felt that this thing should be similar to the [Silk Stockings] he had invented before, and it actually appeared here.

Well...

It seems that the aesthetics in this regard should be no coincidence...

“……”

Qin Lang stared at the two dangling jade feet for a while, and found that those white and pink toes were also dotted with a purple-red danko, and I don't know what precious material it was made of, it would flash with a faint fluorescence when it was dangling, which looked particularly bewitching and dazzling, and people couldn't help but think of purple crystal grapes, the kind that would overflow with tempting juice when you put one in your mouth and bite it lightly.

Mutter...

I don't know if it's because I'm hungry, or if it's the other party's question just now, Qin Lang's stomach screamed, and the hunger instantly surged up.

"Look, you're hungry, aren't you? Who told you to wake up so long. ”

"I... How long has it been? ”

"One day."

"One day?"

In Qin Lang's short memory, he saw a burst of white light and then became like this, but he had actually been abducted for a day.

"You... Dare to ask the girl? ”

"Huh...?"

The dangling feet on the branches paused for a moment:

"You really don't know who this seat is?"

“……”

This seat...

In Qin Lang's current life experience, there seems to be a person with this kind of self-proclaimed...

"You?!"

In a daze, Qin Lang was excited, and completely remembered the scene that happened before he was brought here, and his eyes suddenly opened round:

"You're... North North? ”

The clump of leaves on the branch moved:

"What Beibei?"

"Zhuo Beibei! Heavenly Master! Thou... How is Beibei doing now? You're all right, right? ”

“……”

The surprise on Qin Lang's face, which quickly changed from shock, was seen by all the people sitting on the branches, and the other party didn't open his mouth for a long time, and then suddenly sneered:

"Aren't you hungry?"

“？”

"Next!"

“！”

Hmmm-

As large patches of rose-red leaves fell, Qin Lang clearly saw that from the branch where the other party was sitting, there was a cherry-sized fruit that fell towards his head.

Qin Lang opened his mouth knowingly, and originally wanted to subconsciously take it into his mouth, but the next moment, he only felt that a lot of strength wrapped in a wisp of sweet fragrance came straight to the door.

Syllable!

Qin Lang's eyes widened, and he saw a pink sole with a black cloth strip at the arch of his foot, along with the fruit, slamming on his face.

"Uh-huh——!"

"Hmph~Isn't the big brother hungry~?"

"Hmmm!"

Syllable...

Another force came, and the fruit was crushed on Qin Lang's face by the woman's soles.

The fruity aroma and juice hung on a few of her purple toes, along with a certain wonderful fragrance that Qin Lang was somewhat familiar with, and drilled into Qin Lang's mouth together, making Qin Lang, who was trying to speak, have some difficulty even breathing for a while, except for Zhiwu, and could only inhale deeply through a few soft toes.

In front of Qin Lang, a tall and graceful woman in a black dress was lifting up her light skirt at this time, one slender and plump leg was fixed straight on the ground, and the other was raised high, stepping on Qin Lang's face with a mocking and happy face.

"Stinky boy, you remembered it for this seat~"

She stuffed a few toes into Qin Lang's mouth as if enjoying, gently stroked her incomparably beautiful cheek with her right hand, supported her right elbow with her left hand, and barely supported the two heavy balls of flesh in her heart with her forearm, and said quietly:

"From now on, there is no Zhuo Beibei, this seat is the Tianhe Sect Master, Nangong Zhuo, do you understand~?"

(End of chapter)