Outside the small wooden house on the edge of the cliff, against the backdrop of a large bamboo forest, the stunning and elegant coexistence of mountains, rivers and clouds and the sea of clouds are very good.

And in the cabin, next to a small table, a beautiful girl was lying on the table, her fingers twisted in the double ponytails on both sides, and she looked fixedly at Qin Lang, who was sitting opposite, and told the story of him and his master.

"So, how do you say it... Whew..."

From the moment he entered the door to the present, Qin Lang's mouth was already dry at this time.

Coupled with the fact that the two guard sisters came over to make trouble halfway through, Qin Lang felt that his throat was about to smoke.

Alas, it's better to be the suzerain.

If it was a certain sect master, if her throat was dry or something, Qin Lang could help her moisturize her at any time...

"Ahem... In short, Beibei and I have come to this point step by step, relying on a pure sincerity. ”

Putting aside the desertion in his mind, Qin Lang looked at Nan Lingyue solemnly:

"Lingyue, at this point, I hope you..."

"I understand."

“……”

"I'm also... Understand. ”

Nan Lingyue was still lying on the table, her eyes flickering, although she looked at Qin Lang the whole time, she always seemed to be a little absent-minded, as if she was more powerful than Qin Lang:

"Actually... Master has lived for so long, and I have always felt that she is quite lonely. Of course, she never seemed to mean it, but... From my point of view, since I was a child, Master was single, but later I reached the age when it was time to find someone's home, and Master was still alone...... Now that she finally has a crush, I'm very happy for her. ”

"Lingyue..."

"And Qin Lang, you too."

Nan Lingyue smiled happily, revealing two cute little tiger teeth:

"Master, she is not an ordinary woman, you can take down Master, and I am happy for you~"

“……”

Take...

Do you say that about your master...

However, after Qin Lang's showdown, Nan Lingyue's performance did surprise Qin Lang, and he always felt... Something is wrong.

"Okay, okay, this big come from afar just to talk about this, you better go back and accompany the master."

Especially Nan Lingyue actually stretched out his little hand and pushed Qin Lang out, which made Qin Lang even more strange.

"What, I haven't eaten the food you sent..."

"Eat another day~"

“？”

"Then you can bring the bamboo basket back first, and I'll be tomorrow..."

"You're coming tomorrow to deliver food?"

"Dry... What for?! Disgusted with me? ”

"Nope..."

This is definitely not, Qin Lang just had a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes:

"I'm sure the healing is over, and your master and I are too... Cough... It's good... And then you... Do you want to deliver food every day? ”

"You still say you don't dislike it! It's not disgust what it is! ”

Nan Lingyue's pink cheeks drummed:

"Oh, I was asked to deliver food when I needed it before, but now I don't need it, you just let me go, right?"

Bang Dong –

As soon as the words fell, something broken came from another room in the house, and Qin Lang and Nan Lingyue's opposite eyes were stunned at the same time.

"What's going on?"

Qin Lang subconsciously walked towards the door inside, and the holy woman hurriedly ran in front of him, with an arm:

"Why did you break into someone's boudoir? Qin Lang, you... You whore! ”

“？”

"Dengzi!"

“？？”

"Stinky rascal!"

“？？？”

Being so triple by the Holy Maiden of the Tianhe Sect should be regarded as a compliment.

At this time, some of the things that Qin Lang had always suspected seemed to be about to begin to be confirmed.

"What's going on inside?"

"There's a mouse."

Nan Lingyue's face was red and his heart was beating, and as soon as he finished speaking, a voice that Qin Lang was not unfamiliar with sounded in the room behind him:

"Phew! Miss, you're a mouse! ”

"Oops, dead girl! I'm talking to Qin Lang! ”

Uproar?

Qin Lang was stunned, for him, Xuan Ran was not an ordinary little girl.

Yes, it's a big girl.

But in addition to being big, she is also the starting point for Qin Lang to start a new journey.

At that moment on the street of Jianping County, Qin Lang was not only planted into an uproar in the literal sense, but also an uproar in the rivers and lakes.

Anyway, after a long time, I heard her voice again, and a little joy rose in Qin Lang's eyes:

"Xuan'er? What are you doing in there? ”

Through the door panel, there was an uproar and a sullen but equally obvious response with pleasure:

"Qin Shaoxia~Do you remember Xuan'er~"

"Nonsense, I can forget that you can't... No, what are you doing in there? ”

"It's not that Miss Blame, I just came back and saw her vomiting and diarrhea, and she cleaned up for a long time..."

"Ahh——!h Can't hear, can't hear—"

“？”

Although Xuan'er was disturbed by the saint in a childish way as soon as she said two words, Qin Lang still caught the key word [vomiting and diarrhea].

So Qin Lang frowned seriously:

"Are you sick?"

"Nope! She's just talking nonsense! ”

Nan Lingyue was very angry, but the puff puff's face was a little thicker, which made Qin Lang couldn't help but suspect that Xuan'er had something to say, so he raised his hand and wanted to enter the door.

"Stop!"

Nan Ling was more anxious, very anxious, and raised one of his long legs high, which can be known from the sassy leg wind, and it is also a professional leg and foot kung fu.

But unlike the two guards, she was not wearing pants, so through the hazy tulle of the skirt, Qin Lang only saw a dazzling snow-white blocking in front of her, and she didn't care about appreciating it, she raised her hand and pushed, Nan Lingyue's calf bent, and then changed the line and kicked back, poking her toes straight into Qin Lang's palm.

The corners of Qin Lang's lips lifted slightly, his five fingers were brought together, and the internal force condensed his palm, and at the same time he was able to count against this foot, grabbed her toes and gently picked them off, and incorporated a pink and white embroidered shoe of the girl into his arms.

"You! …”

Nan Lingyue was half angry and half ashamed, and in an instant recalled some of the scenes he saw in the master's cave at that time, looking at his embroidered shoes in Qin Lang's hands, and then looking at his hanging little feet, his nose suddenly became hot, and he snorted fiercely, after all, he still covered his nose while jumping to the table with one foot and sat down.

"It's still a young man... Qin Lang, you are getting more and more perverted! Hum! ”

"I'm sorry, you had to stop me."

"You broke into someone's boudoir, you still have a reason..."

That's what he said, but there was no way, who made Nan Lingyue behave weirdly.

"If it were someone else, I would definitely not be nosy, but you are Nan Lingyue."

“……”

Nan Lingyue pouted, and originally wanted to mumble a few words, but after hearing Qin Lang's words, he inexplicably didn't want to open his mouth.

She bowed her head, her eyes fixed on her toes, but her heart was thinking about something else, and before she knew it, her little legs were restlessly and leisurely shaking.

"I'll keep the other one for the time being, and you'll run around again later."

"Huh? Wait! You! …”

Before he could react, the embroidered shoes on Nan Lingyue's other foot were also quickly taken away by Qin Lang, the saint who loves cleanliness does not have a natural charm like the master, and she is really reluctant to get her socks dirty when she knows that she can't stop Qin Lang in the first place.

Therefore, what Nan Lingyue could finally do was to watch Qin Lang pull open the tripping lock of the boudoir and walk in, and then after he closed the door, he loudly warned a certain big girl:

"Xuan'er! If you dare to talk nonsense, you're dead! ”

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"Cut, I just called someone a mouse... Miss, really..."

In the boudoir, the girl in a pale yellow dress was complaining, and Qin Lang was looking at her fixedly.

"That's... Qin Shaoxia..."

He was a little embarrassed to be stared at by Qin Lang, looked at his hands, and then at a dustpan in the corner, bit his lip a little weakly, and raised his eyes weakly to look at Qin Lang:

"I've been helping Miss take care of the house just now, and I'm a little dirty, don't... Huh? ”

Before the words fell, a warm manly aura had already surrounded the whole body.

"Qin... Young Hero..."

"Just like your young lady, just call me Qin Lang."

Xuanran's breathing was a little rapid, on the one hand, because his face was suffocated on Qin Lang's chest, and on the other hand, because Qin Lang's hug came a little suddenly.

"Qin Lang..."

"Hey, yes."

Qin Lang let go of his hand and looked at the slightly shy big girl happily:

"Uproar, everything is alright?"

"Hmm..."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you a lot."

"Xuan'er also... I miss you too..."

"Okay, let's hug it again."

"Huh?"

Unable to agree or not, Qin Lang opened his arms, this time it was softer than the last time, but it was also a little gentler.

Xuan Ran was still a little restrained, but when he thought that the young lady was outside, he couldn't help but raise his arm and wrap it around Qin Lang's back.

It seems like... It's sturdy again...

Xuan'er's face was slightly red, and she thought a little shyly.

It seems like... It's softened again...

Qin Lang leaned against the uproar's body and thought with some enjoyment.

After such a simple greeting, Qin Lang's attention shifted to Nan Lingyue's boudoir, first looked briefly, and then his eyes fell on the dustpan in the corner.

Next to the dustpan is a broken vase.

It was undoubtedly the movement I had just heard outside the room.

And inside the dustpan, which is full of a lot...

"Handkerchiefs? Towel? ”

Qin Lang looked at Xuan Ran suspiciously:

"You were just packing these things?"

"Mm-hmm, handkerchiefs and towels are available."

"Lingyue uses?"

"Uh..."

He tiptoed to Qin Lang and whispered:

"To be precise, it's used by the young lady to vomit and diarrhea, and she has used so much since she came back from bringing you food."

Qin Lang didn't understand:

"Is she really sick? But I asked her, and she said no? ”

"Oops, Qin Shaoxia..."

"Qin Lang."

"Oh Qin Lang, you... Don't you understand? Miss, she's not the kind of person who vomits and diarrhea..."

“？”

This Qin Lang really didn't understand, and at this time, the sound of Nan Lingyue banging on the door came from outside the door:

"Qin Lang! You actually locked the door! You broke into my boudoir and locked my door! You... What are you doing in there with Xuan'er! ”

"Little... Miss, it's okay, we'll come out right away, Qin Lang is telling me about the sect master. ”

The uproar was perfunctory, and then he pulled Qin Lang to the side of the bed, and said:

"Qin Lang, you haven't been by Miss's side long enough, so it may not be clear, the so-called vomiting and diarrhea, vomiting refers to Miss's nosebleeds."

"Oh-"

Qin Lang suddenly looked at the pile of handkerchiefs in the dustpan, and suddenly understood something, and his eyelids jumped:

"That is to say, after Lingyue came back... Nosebleeds all the time? ”

"That's right."

"That's... Downward... Be? ”

"Downflow is... It is... Hmm..."

Yu Ran thought about it, anyway, Qin Lang is not an outsider, sooner or later he has to be his own young master, some young lady things, it is actually good to tell the young master earlier.

But even so, Xuan Ran still took a deep breath, his face swelled with a faint blush, and the voice in Qin Lang's ears was even quieter than just now:

"Downflow is... Miss, when she comes back... I've been having fun..."

“… Well? ”

Qin Lang leaned back and looked at the dustpan, those handkerchiefs were nothing, and those stuffed towels were really shocking to Qin Lang:

"You mean, there are so many of them, all of them are Lingyue..."

"yes."

The uproar tilted his head, but it was a little strange:

"Qin Lang, you don't think these are a lot, do you?"

“……”

"Don't you forget that Miss is a saint of the Tianhe Sect, if you find a man in the future, you can't even afford to buy a towel, right?"

“……”

Isn't it, that's the point?

The uproar feels both reasonable and unreasonable, logical and strange.

But no matter what, Nan Lingyue saw that after he came back from Nangong Zhuo, he had a nosebleed and took something by himself, and through this matter, Qin Lang could be regarded as basically certain of one thing.

"Xuan'er, so your young lady... Isn't it all the time... What are your special fetishes...? ”

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(End of chapter)