Chapter 132 Loving Father Qin Lang
About half an hour later, in a certain room at Youfu Inn.
Bang!
With a slamming of the door, a little girl burst in angrily.
I broke through, but not completely.
Because the door was slammed too early, her two long ponytails were caught, so after a period of pain, she angrily went back and slammed the door again, kicking the threshold twice.
Bang!
"Hiss...it hurts..."
After being crushed twice because of slamming the door, a certain sect leader burst into tears and felt aggrieved. He turned around and rushed straight to Qin Lang on the bed. past.
"Qin Lang~...wuwu..."
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Qin Lang was having fun, but he didn't expect this guy's self-esteem to be frustrated so easily, so he smoothed her twin tails with a smile:
"Okay, don't cry, dear. Today the shopkeeper steamed wine rice cakes and they will be delivered soon."
Hearing that there were wine rice cakes to eat, Zhuo Beibei stopped humming and turned his nose to Qin Lang. He wiped his body, and then raised a little face with no joy or sadness:
"Boy, have you stolen someone behind my back again?"
"..."
Qin Lang's face stiffened at that time.
Zhuo Beibei sniffed his arms again and confirmed again:
"It must be! It smells like Gu Jin!"
"Meow ! ”
Tuantuan actually came out to testify at this time, and it was rare for him to stand on the same front as Zhuo Beibei.
“Don’t make trouble.”
Qin Lang threw the little female cat aside first, and then picked up Zhuo Beibei’s feet wrapped in brand new white socks:
< br>"Did you kick the door just now? Let's see..."
"Don't change the subject!"
Zhuo Beibei didn't want to accept his trick. He snorted softly, kicked his big hands away with his two feet, and then stepped firmly on his face with one of them, and began to "interrogate" with a look of disdain. :
"Tell me the truth, what did you do to Gu Jin when I went there just now?"
"Uh-huh! Huh? Uh-huh!"
...
Qin Lang was speechless for a moment as his mouth was filled to the brim with her toes.
As for why he didn't grab her wrist and move her away, I can only say...
I forgot.
I really forgot.
Qin Lang is not a pervert, making excuses, or forgetting on purpose.
It’s just that the leader of Tianhe Sect is born with a charming body. Many places on his body have an alluring sweet fragrance from the inside out, and his delicate and delicate feet are no exception. It is easy to attract people. Getting used to it and immersed in it without knowing it is a kind of force majeure.
This is why Qin Lang is far less impatient and resentful than at the beginning when he helps her wash and dress every day.
Although the effect of trumpet Zhuo Beibei's charming physique is not strong, and Qin Lang's golden internal power also has some resistance, it still cannot stop the two of them from sticking together every day.
As time goes by, there are many parts of Zhuo Beibei's little body that will become more or less irresistible to Qin Lang.
……
“Uh! Uh huh?”
"Tch..."
Seeing that he couldn't speak, the sect leader didn't want to continue to embarrass him. He crossed his arms and looked down at Qin Lang, and pulled out the snow pea-like toes from his mouth, but the soft Nuo's soles stepped on his chest:
"I'll give you a stick of incense and explain."
"..."
Qin Lang didn't look at it for a long time. This guy looked so condescending that I immediately wanted to take her over and spank her, but after thinking about it for a while, I suddenly understood something.
"You... quarreled with Yin Ping?"
"Hmph!"
Zhuo Beibei snorted angrily, a duck sat down, and his little butt happened to be sitting on little Qin Lang Qin Lang immediately took another breath of cold air.
"Don't mention her, she's so annoying..."
"..."
Well, sure enough.
Qin Lang felt excited, reached out and gently lifted her chin, and turned Zhuo Beibei's angrily turned face towards her:
"You two are the same princess. , why can a three-sect master quarrel?”
“Because...it’s not because of your bitch senior sister...”
“?
Zhuo Beibei muttered for a while, and Qin Lang was stunned. He didn't expect that the melon would be eaten by him, so he immediately frowned and said:
"What does it have to do with my senior sister if you quarrel?"
"Humph..."
Zhuo Beibei curled his lips, restlessly lifted up Qin Lang's clothes with his little hands, pinched his flesh and played with it:
"It's not Su Yu... Su Yin Ping Duo is nosy, insisting on trying to persuade me to reconcile with that bitch..." "Yin Ping persuades you to reconcile with my senior sister?"
Qin Lang's eyes lit up, good guy, his princess is so powerful that she actually interfered in such a thing.
But there is one thing to say, pattern is pattern. Considering her status as Princess Qingli, Qin Lang felt that this matter was indeed a bit "nosy".
"Yin Ping may be too enthusiastic, so it would be fine with you, as with my senior sister..."
Qin Lang thought for a while:
"Don't talk about the silver bottle. Even if you are the empress of the dynasty, maybe it's not her turn to worry about this, right?"
"..."
Zhuo Beibei looked at Qin Lang playfully. One glance:
"Do you think that the current Holy Emperor does not know your senior sister Mu Xuanli? Or do you think that all the people your senior sister met before going to Tianshan were enemies?"
" ?”
When Zhuo Beibei said these words, Qin Lang was also stunned:
"You mean, my senior sister and the empress, Yin Ping's sister, know each other?"
More than just acquaintance...< br>
Zhuo Beibei didn't say much, just nodded silently:
"I, Mu Xuanli, the empress, the three of us are... old friends."
"Ah?"
Qin Lang was slightly shocked. Looking back now, it's no wonder that when he heard that the empress ascended the throne, the senior sister's expression seemed a little strange...
"But Su Yinping is You don’t know this.”
Zhuo Beibei paused and said:
“So she… interfered with Mu Xuanli and me without permission and wanted us to reconcile. It’s really ridiculous. ! Qin Lang, she is your woman, you should discipline her so that she never mentions this thing again."
"Yeah, okay!"
Qin Lang nodded and was about to get out of bed:
"I'm going to discipline Yin Ping..."
"..."< br>
However, the ferocious look in the eyes of a certain sect leader made Qin Lang restrain himself. He sneered and retreated to the bed, patting the quilt:
"It's just a joke, you come in first and calm down."
"Hmph~!"
Zhuo Beibei hummed no matter how many times tonight, this is the only time He was in a good mood. After getting into Qin Lang's arms skillfully, he started acting coquettishly as usual as soon as the quilt was covered:
"Qin Lang Qin Lang~What story are you telling today~"
"You take off your clothes first."
"No, these are new clothes."
And it was the first set of clothes that a certain brat bought her, and it was also the first gift she received from a man in more than three hundred years, Zhuo Bei Bei has decided to wear it day and night from now on and never take it off again.
But Qin Lang obviously couldn't coddle her.
“My clothes are dirty outside, but I put them under the quilt again. How many times?”
“Nonsense, I told you before, the clothes I wear next to me will not be dirty.”
"I have told you before that no matter how clean the spittoon is, it cannot be used for eating. You must look like you are sleeping when you sleep. This is the rule."
Qin Lang is undoubtedly a " "Loving father", adhere to the principle:
"Quickly! Take it off"
"Cut..."
"Don't cut it"
"Slightly~"
"..."
Sticking out his tongue in disdain, the sect leader finally compromised, took off his new clothes, and folded them up properly.
"Wait!"
"?"
"Ahem...socks...don't take them off tonight..."
"..."
Seeing that the little girl was about to show her narrow-minded evil smile again, Qin Lang, who was slightly guilty, quickly blew it away The lamp was turned on, and the white little sect leader was stuffed into the bed.
"Why did you turn off the lights? Where are my wine and rice cakes?"
"No, I will eat them tomorrow..."
"Where's the story?"
"I've been telling it again and again. It's said that there is an Aolai country in Dongsheng Shenzhou..."
(End of this chapter)