Chapter 208: Scumbag Qin Lang
Delicate and clean face, iconic twin ponytails, and pouty lips.
The Nan Lingyue that Qin Lang saw when he opened his eyes was the same as the one in Qin Lang's impression, except that he had replaced the blue shirt he usually wore with an aqua blue skirt. The Holy Lady of Tianhe Sect has not changed at all.
"Nan Lingyue..."
The most familiar is the warmest.
Qin Lang, who was inexplicably brought to a strange place, the moment he saw Nan Lingyue, the warmth in his heart even exceeded the lingering longing for him for a long time.
Originally Qin Lang thought that when he saw Nan Lingyue again in the future, it would be under a willow tree on the streets of the capital. He smiled and called the girl "Lingyue", and then slowly approached her, When she is willing to take the initiative to stand on her tiptoes, then hug her gently, pull her twin tails gently and say something like "It's grown so long".
However, in fact, when Qin Lang saw Nan Lingyue in the nameless cave of Tianhe Sect, he just wanted to call her "relative".
As for the action, there was no gentle hug. After Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but give the girl a bear hug.
“Lingyue! It’s really you!”
"Hey! Wait a minute...I...don't you let me breathe anymore...!"
Why does his body seem to be stronger than before? If I had known he would hug me so hard, Let's not untie him yet...
Nan Lingyue's exquisite figure was restrained by the tall and powerful Qin Lang, and she had to wave her two hands that could only move, like raindrops. He knocked on Qin Lang's strong arm.
Papa papa~
Papa papa~
Just like a caught little pigeon flapping its wings, the girl's little arms also fluttered with a fresh smell unique to girls.
Qin Lang originally wanted to let her go.
But suddenly I felt that the saint thrashing like this was very cute.
So I hugged her for a while longer.
It wasn't until the blush on the saint's ears began to move to her face, and her delicate little nose started to twitch like a hamster, that Qin Lang suddenly remembered that the girl had a "nosebleed when stimulated" He quickly let her go.
"Hey, Ling Yue, long time no see, my hair has grown a little longer."
Although there were no willow trees or gentle hugs, despite the joy of reunion, Qin Lang still could not hold back his hand. He pulled off her ponytail shamelessly.
“Your strength has also grown!”
Nan Lingyue wrinkled his nose, slapped his hand away and gave him a look:
“We haven’t seen each other for so long. , I didn’t expect that [Chang Le Gong], who was so famous at the beginning, has now become like a prisoner..."
"It's not like that, I am!"
Qin Lang felt bitter, thinking that it was all because of your master Nangong Zhuo.
“Oh, no…”
Qin Lang remembered that he had actually asked Nan Lingyue about Nangong Zhuo:
“Lingyue, you Do you know your master..."
"Nangong Zhuo, that's the one in your senior sister's notebook."
"..."
"Huh, what's that look? I only found out after the master came back this time, so I'm still suspicious. Couldn't I have hidden it from you?"
"No, no, no..."
It was indeed the same as Qin Lang thought.
"Huh——"
Taking a deep breath, Qin Lang wiped his face, looked at the girl in front of him, and gave an inexplicable green smile:
"What, Ling Yue, you may not believe it, but since we separated, I have been dreaming about you every night.”
“Bah~!”
Hearing Qin Lang’s classic pig hooves. After speaking, Nan Lingyue could not help but laugh out loud and spat at him, although he still couldn't help but feel a little happy:
"May I ask Mr. Qin, how many girls do you dream about every night?"
"Uh..."
Qin Lang thought about it for a moment, and just raised his hand, two fingers Nan Lingyue held it and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“His!?”
Qin Lang withdrew his hand and grinned in shock:
"So you and your master are in the same group?"
"What..."
Nan Lingyue rolled his eyes at him angrily, but he didn't know what his master did to him. , making him look horrified, presumably because he had been subjected to some kind of inhuman torture.
"Then why are you breaking my hand?"
"If you want to break it off, then do it~"
Asked how many girls he dreamed of, he actually wanted to count them on his fingers...
Huh, pig head, it's almost enough if he doesn't break it...
"In a place like Yangzhou, there are still With the Empress as his companion, Mr. Qin must be playing the flute every night, right?”
“Really not”
Qin Lang shook his head:< br>
"Lingyue, you know me. I'm a rough man and I can't enjoy the freedom of hugging you from left to right."
This is the truth. Qin Lang believes that a bowl of water will be balanced. The word "hug" sounds very unfair when you hear it. It must be "hug left and right" or "hug left and right" to be fair.
"Alas..."
Nan Lingyue shook his head with emotion, put his little hands on his back and walked around Qin Lang:
"That's it, I’m afraid that if Mr. Qin hadn’t been with the True Dragon Goddess every day, he would have forgotten us ladies of the world a long time ago..."
"Children in Jianghu love each other for a long time, how could this happen?"
Qin Lang patted his chest and expressed his stance seriously:
"Before leaving Jingzhou, Qin didn't return the kiss you gave me. , how dare we forget about each other?”
“…”
Why is this guy mentioning this all of a sudden...
Nan Lingyue's heart skipped a beat. She had reminded herself to forget about this matter before she came, but Qin Lang took the initiative to say it. It was really...
The saint's face was red, but luckily her nose was not. Honghong, with her back to Qin Lang, cleared her throat, cooled the temperature on her face with the back of her hand, then turned around and said:
"So my master...how did she treat you?"
"It's harmful...don't mention it..." It was a long story. Qin Lang's face turned bitter, and he turned to look at the bamboo basket aside and said doubtfully:
"But before your master left, he said someone would come to deliver food. Did he send you here?"
"How is that possible, idiot? It's not like master doesn't know about our friendship..."
>Nan Lingyue stood on tiptoe and said word by word in Qin Lang's ear:
"This cave is Master's private practice place. I sneaked in secretly."
< br>"Then this basket of food..."
"Master sent another person to deliver food to you, but I intercepted him~"
"So, she is indeed a saint!"
Qin Lang gave a thumbs up, I touched my cheeks and ears by the way, and was surprised to find that the two small holes looked like they had never appeared before.
Tsk, tsk, I don’t know what miraculous medicine Nan Lingyue used for him...
“Okay, okay, you should eat your food quickly. It’s been a day, are you starving? ”
"It's okay..."
Qin Lang hesitated.
He can't tell the truth like "I ate a few fruits from your master's feet and they were quite sweet", right?
“I won’t eat this meal for now.”
Qin Lang rubbed his wrists and walked in the direction Nangong Zhuo left before. Nan Lingyue quickly opened his arms to stop him. In front of him:
"If you don't eat now, what else do you want to do?"
Qin Lang was stunned:
"Of course it's time to escape without further delay."
"Escape? Do you think this is a palace? You can come and leave whenever you want.”
“…”
It turns out that in the eyes of the Tianhe Sect Saint, the palace is just that level...
"And!"
Nan Lingyue stretched out a finger and pointed at Qin Lang's nose :
"If master finds out that I let you go, she won't be able to confine me for a year? And what if you run away? Now in the world, master wants to take away someone, Who can guarantee that he can stop her? ”
……
Indeed, what Nan Lingyue said makes sense.
Qin Lang sat back on the stone bench with some dejection. After a moment of silence, he smiled to himself and simply put away his desire to escape. He took out the food in the bamboo basket and ate it. , while starting to ask Nan Lingyue for more information.
Then Qin Lang learned that after Nan Lingyue had almost stayed in Jingzhou, he planned to go to the capital via Yangzhou.
Firstly, in compliance with the original plan, it was the last stop of inspecting Tianhe Sect’s industries across the country.
Secondly, naturally it was just to see Qin Lang again.
Although the girl herself didn't know exactly what she was going to do after meeting Qin Lang, she just wanted to see him anyway.
Nan Lingyue naturally did not tell Qin Lang about this. Qin Lang only knew that when Nan Lingyue was about to leave, the elder of the sect called her back because there was something urgent. After she came back, Nan Lingyue Only then did I realize that it was actually another matter of urging marriage.
......
"Using marriage?"
"Yes, those old women started urging me to marry when I just turned thirteen. The reason is nothing but me. Zong’s Dual Cultivation Technique training time, and other things like this and that. Anyway, they have been thinking about finding a man for me all day long. Of course I quit, so after I came back, I stayed behind closed doors in anger until Master, she suddenly brought you back to the sect..."
"Lingyue, you have worked hard too."
"It's okay...you are the one. You have never seen the master in this state, but I know something about it. She has a grudge against your senior sister. , I am sure of you..."
"How can I put it, at least I am useful to her, she will not kill me."
...
The two of them. In this way, they comforted each other. Nan Lingyue chatted with Qin Lang after a long absence, and for a moment it seemed like he had returned to the days in Jingzhou.
While chatting, she quietly lowered her head and glanced at the fingers of the two people hooked together at some point. She secretly suppressed the sweet shyness in her heart and pretended not to notice anything, unwilling to break the relationship. This ambiguous tacit understanding between Qin and Lang.
However, when Qin Lang mentioned the danger of his life, Nan Lingyue suddenly thought about it and said suddenly:
"Then...what will happen after the master is done with you?"
"After that...?"
"Well..."
"..."
"..."
The atmosphere suddenly fell into a slightly awkward silence.
Qin Lang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Damn it, that’s right.
The current Nangong Zhuo is not Zhuo Beibei at all. After practicing dual cultivation, everything is better for her. Wouldn't she be a scumbag?
When the time comes, won’t she be able to play however she wants and not have to worry about dying?
"This matter...tsk! Let's take it one step at a time, but Lingyue, you'd better leave now."
"Eh? Why?"
< br>"If she comes back suddenly and finds you here..."
"It's okay, I'm not alone. Someone is helping me to relax~"
Relaxing?
Qin Lang was startled:
“Who is it?”
“What do you think?”
Nan Lingyue drew two very big circles on his little ball:
"Have you forgotten Xuan'er! Scumbag!"
Nan Lingyue was a little bit Angry, he could forget that Xuan'er was so big, but what about the other slightly smaller women? Didn't he forget all about it a long time ago, and then lie to them that he dreams about them every night?
Of course, "them" did not include himself. Nan Lingyue glanced down. In fact, his capital was pretty good. He could barely see his toes. He did not belong to the "Little One" group. "Little Women".
(End of this chapter)