Chapter 93: I'm with you in the world
"Qin Lang Qin Lang."
"What are you doing..."
"Why did you run outside in the middle of the night again? He secretly went to find the girl from Ningxiang Pavilion."
"Don't talk nonsense, I was chatting with Ling Yue just now..."
"Oh."
It turned out that I was looking for a girl from the Tianhe Sect. She was not just an ordinary girl, she was a saint.
“Didn’t you say that your love for Lingyue is just between friends? What kind of friends would go out for a tryst in the middle of the night?”
“What a tryst...”
Reply Qin Lang got on the bed and pressed the little head of a certain sect leader who was woken up:
"It's all about chatting. Go to sleep. Tomorrow...well...we'll talk about some things tomorrow."
"Huh, in short, if you want to attack Lingyue, you have to think carefully. Lingyue is the one who will be supported by me. Yes, I will not leave her to any random man easily!"
"Ah, yes, yes..."
Qin Lang rolled his eyes at her.
Gadgets, little devils...
Ask yourself, is Qin Lang a casual man?
If he had been casual, he would not have refused Miss Wen Yue's service back then, and the girls at Ningxiang Pavilion were even more at his disposal.
However, it is because Qin Lang is a self-loving gentleman with a weak water, he only takes two or three scoops... at most three, four, four or five scoops, so he is not so casual.
……
“Qin Lang.”
"What's wrong..."
"I can't sleep anymore."
Zhuo Beibei lay in Qin Lang's arms, sniffed, and tugged on Qin Lang's little nub. , reminding him:
“They are all caused by harm.”
“…”
"It's no use pretending to be asleep, take responsibility."
"..."
"Okay, let's just pretend."
Zhuo Beibei started to step on the sewing machine .
Rustling…
Rusty…
“Stop!”
“?”
“Stop!”
“Hmph~ My external skills specialize in legs and feet , if you take it a little seriously, you won’t be able to bear it~”
Zhuo Beibei was proud of himself, stepping gently on the soft soles of his feet, and a few soft and elastic toes were like small claws, assisting flexibly.
"What the hell..."
The night was too late, and it was inconvenient for Qin Lang to pick up the little girl's feet and fight back as hard as he had done several times before, so he could only Holding back the rising blood, he glared at her fiercely:
"What the hell do you want..."
"I was woken up by you and couldn't sleep. Of course I want to You told a story~”
"..."
The story of the Three Kingdoms has been told to her. Qin Lang was recently telling her "Water Margin", fictionalizing an era called "Counseling Dynasty".
"Hurry up, talk a little and then fall asleep immediately."
"Hmm~!"
"Where did we talk last time."
"Speaking of...well..."
The patriarch blinked:
"Lu Zhishen...outsmarted...Pan Jinlian~"
"..."
What a mess...
Qin Lang's mouth twitched when he heard this, but the relevant picture appeared inexplicably in his mind...
"Wu Yong outsmarts the birthday card, or Wu Song fights Ximen Qing, choose one."
"Then Wu Song."
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Qin Lang was forced to tell the sect master a story for a while in the middle of the night, and finally the two of them unknowingly Everyone fell asleep together.
"Qin...Lang...?"
When he woke up the next day, Zhuo Beibei felt dissatisfied that the bed was not warm and slowly opened his eyes. He saw that Qin Lang did not hold her in his arms, but a People were walking around the house, as if they were packing soft clothes or something.
"Hello."
Zhuo Beibei sat up, put on a small skirt, rubbed his eyes and muttered:
"What are you busy with so early in the morning..."
"Pack your things and go to the capital."
"Huh?"
Zhuo Beibei became a little more sober:
"What are you going to the capital for?"
"No way? Originally, Ling Yue was also going to the capital. I originally thought that it would be closer to the capital from Jingzhou, so I went along with her. However, she has something to do and will stay here for the time being, so I went first. ”
Qin Lang explained briefly, and then Zhuo Beibei realized that he was serious. He jumped out of the bed with a "Hey!", and walked up to Qin Lang with his bare white feet: < br>
"Are you going to the capital to find your Princess Qingli?"
"..."
Qin Lang paused and glanced at her:< br>
“Yes.”
"You actually still miss that kind of woman."
Zhuo Beibei expressed shock:
"We have good food and clothing here, and there are so many birds around us, but you don't miss Shu?"
She learned idioms very quickly. Qin Lang was delighted and pinched her cheek a little:
"What is 'that kind of woman'? Do you know Su Yinping well?" ”
Su Yinping...
It sounds like an inappropriate name at first sight, and the sect leader curled his lips in disdain:
"That kind of woman is just that kind of woman, an old girl, dry, If you don’t know how to serve a man, what’s the point..."
... Qin Lang had to remind her:
"I dare to ask Senior Zhuo, who is more than 300 years old, who is the real old lady between you and her?"
"I am different!"
"Why is it different?"
"I...I am born with a charming body, and I can serve men without any experience, and also..." Zhuo Beibei thought of what Qin Lang's big hand did to her body in her dreams every day, I couldn't help but blush:
"And...and I'm not dry either..."
"Oh, then how do you know that people are dry?"
Qin Lang's understanding of "dry" is obviously different from Zhuo Beibei's understanding, and he sneered:
"Tell you, the silver bottle is moist."
"Tch..."
Zhuo Beibei didn't believe it, but Qin Lang could indeed guarantee that, among other things, the princess's skin was like a peeled egg, definitely as tender as a little girl's.
......
Qin Lang continued to pack his luggage. Zhuo Beibei was sitting on the edge of the bed, shaking his white calves, watching him busy here and there. After watching for a while, he suddenly whispered:
"Are you really going to leave..."
"Yes."
"When will you come back..."
"?"
Come back?
Qin Lang felt that Zhuo Beibei's choice of words was a bit wrong, and turned around and said in shock:
"You won't come with me?"
"Eh...?"
Zhuo Beibei was even more stunned, pointing to his little nose:
"You...you want to take me with you?"
"Yes. Ah, you don’t want to?”
“……”
This... this is not a question of willingness...
Although Zhuo Beibei admitted that the moment he said he wanted to take him to the capital with him, his heart was indeed filled with a burst of joy.
But...
“I’m not going.”
She lowered her head silently, Qin Lang frowned slightly:
"Are you unwilling to go or not?"
"You...tell me first, why you want to take me with you..."
"..."
Qin Lang After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath:
“Because I want to take you to experience the world of mortals before you fall asleep one day.”
"Oh, I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have traveled all over the world."
"It's different."
Qin Lang shook his head:
"Today's world It will always be different from yesterday, the world here will always be different from that there... The world with someone will always be different from the world without someone..."
...
With someone to accompany...
Without someone to accompany...
...
From an angle that Qin Lang couldn't see, Zhuo Beibei's eyes flashed with light.
She understood what this brat meant.
[The world with me accompanying you is different from the world without me.]
She understood that this was what he really wanted to say.
And these words made the sect leader feel as if she had swallowed a piece of honey. At the same time, she felt like a small needle pricked the tip of her heart.
"Boy...are you stupid..."
Zhuo Beibei felt that his throat was a little blocked and could only falter and mutter:
"The more this happens, the more uncomfortable I will feel. Do you... know..."
...
Yes, as he said, the world with him is, It is indeed different from the world without him.
Not to mention going elsewhere, even these days in Jingzhou Mansion, it has been like this...
But it is precisely because of this that Zhuo Beibei is a little scared.
This was the first time she was afraid after falling asleep several times. She was afraid that the better the memories before falling asleep, the sadder she would be when she fell asleep.
It would be better if she was a little older, but with the mind of a little girl now, let alone the time, the sect leader already wants to cry just thinking about it.
......
And Qin Lang seemed to know what Zhuo Beibei was thinking at this time.
He walked to the bed, knelt on one knee, and held the sect leader's small hands tightly in his palm.
"Even if you fall asleep later, you will wake up one day, right?"
"But...but that was five years, or even ten or twenty years..."
"So what? "I'll have no problem living to that age, right?"
Qin Lang chuckled, staring at her little face:
"I hope it can bring you some good things." Memories of falling asleep, and then waiting for you to wake up, continue to take you to experience some beautiful things, and continue to tell you stories until you fall asleep next time.”
"Pfft..."
Zhuo Beibei rubbed his sore little nose and smiled:
"Stupid boy, there will be another time...I can have many next times, But what about you..."
"Just a few times, let's talk about it."
......
For a moment, Qin Lang suddenly thought about the fact that "Mu Xin Jue" could extend his life for a hundred years. Logically speaking, he was now a hundred years older than ordinary people.
Although the total time is not as long as the sect leader is still alive, is there any method in the world that can continue to increase lifespan...
It is hard to say.
Especially after Qin Lang practiced "Mu Xin Jue", he had always vaguely felt that "Mu Xin Jue" was still not the most complete technique, and there should be more content later.
……
Of course, these are all vague remarks at the moment.
What Qin Lang wants now is to take Zhuo Beibei to the capital, and even to other places, to provide her with as much happiness as possible in her future dreams before she falls asleep. material.
"So Beibei, are you willing to come with me?"
Zhuo Beibei didn't say anything, just took out his two small hands, and then suddenly hugged Qin Lang's arm, sweetly Her lips parted slightly, and she kissed him on the face for the second time:
"You brat... Prepare more stories for me, do you hear me..."
"Yes, I will obey the order of the sect master."
(End of this chapter)