Chapter 220 Nanlingyue with vomiting and diarrhea
Outside the small wooden house on the cliff, against the backdrop of a large bamboo forest, the mountains, rivers, clouds and seas coexist with stunning and elegance. The scenery is very good.
In the cabin, next to a small table, a beautiful girl was lying on the table, twisting her twin ponytails with her fingers, looking intently at Qin Lang, who was sitting opposite, telling him and A little story about my master.
"So, how should I put it...Huh..."
From the moment he walked in until now, Qin Lang's mouth was already dry.
Coupled with the fact that the two guard sisters came over and made a fuss midway, Qin Lang felt that his throat was about to smoke.
Well, it would be better to be the sect leader.
If it were a certain sect master, Qin Lang could help her moisturize her throat at any time...
"Ahem...Anyway, Beibei and I got there step by step. Now, it’s all about pure sincerity.”
Putting aside the distractions in his mind, Qin Lang looked at Nan Lingyue solemnly:
"Lingyue, I hope you..."
"I understand."
"..."
"I also...understand."
< br>Nan Lingyue was still lying on the table, her eyes flickering. Although she was looking at Qin Lang the whole time, she always seemed to be a little absent-minded, as if she was even more distracted than Qin Lang:
"Actually... Master has lived for so long, and I have always felt that she was quite lonely. Of course, she never seemed to have this intention, but... from my perspective, Master has been single since I was young, and as a result Later, I reached the age where it was time to find a family, and Master was still alone... Now she finally has someone she likes, and I am very happy for her."
"Ling Yue..."
“And Qin Lang, you too.”
Nan Lingyue smiled cheerfully, showing two cute little tiger teeth:
“Master, she is not an ordinary woman. I’m happy for you if you can take down Master~”
"..."
Win...
Have you ever said that about your master...
However, after Qin Lang's showdown, Nan Lingyue's performance was indeed a bit disappointing. Qin Lang was surprised and felt... something was wrong.
“Okay, okay, I came all this way just to talk about this, you’d better go back and accompany Master.”
Especially Nan Lingyue actually stretched out his little hand to push Qin Lang out, which made Qin Lang even more strange.
"What, I haven't eaten the meal you sent yet..."
"I'll eat it some other time~"
"?"
" Then take the bamboo basket back first, and I will..."
"Are you coming to deliver food tomorrow?"
"What...what are you doing?! Do you dislike me?"
"No..."
This is definitely not the case, Qin Lang just A trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes:
"You are sure that the treatment is over, your master and I are also... ahem... getting better... and then you... still come to deliver meals every day?"
"You still said you don't dislike it! This is not dislike!"
Nan Lingyue puffed up his cheeks:
"Oh, you just asked me to deliver food if you needed it before, but now you don't need it anymore. Just let me go, right?”
Bangdang——
As soon as he finished speaking, something broken came from another room in the house, and Qin Lang and Nan Lingyue faced each other. Their eyes were startled at the same time.
"What's the noise?"
Qin Lang subconsciously walked towards the door inside, while the saint hurriedly ran in front of him, spreading her arms:
"Why are you breaking into someone else's boudoir? ? Qin Lang, you...you are a thief!"
"You're a pervert!"
"??"
"You bastard!"
"???"
Being treated like this three times by the Holy Girl of Tianhe Sect should be regarded as a compliment.
At this point, something that Qin Lang had always suspected seemed to be beginning to be confirmed.
"What's going on inside?"
"There are rats."
Nan Lingyue blushed and his heart beat fast. Just as he finished speaking, a voice that was familiar to Qin Lang sounded in the room behind him:< br>
“Bah! Miss, you are the rat!”
“Oh, damn girl! I’m talking to Qin Lang!”
Uproar?
Qin Lang was stunned. To him, Xuanran was no ordinary little girl.
Yes, she is a big girl.
But in addition to being big, she is also the starting point for Qin Lang to start a new journey.
The moment he was on the streets of Jianping County, Qin Lang fell into not only a literal uproar, but also into an uproar in the world.
Anyway, after hearing her voice again after a long time, Qin Lang's eyes also filled with joy:
"Xuan'er? What are you doing in there?"
Through the door panel, A muffled voice came from inside, but there was also an obvious response with joy:
"Qin Shaoxia~ Do you still remember Xuan'er~"
"Nonsense, I can still forget You can’t... No, what are you doing in there?”
"It's not Miss Wei. I just came back and saw her vomiting and having diarrhea. It took me a long time to clean up..."
"Ah la la la la——! I can't hear it, I can't hear it——"< br>
"?"
Although Xuan'er was tried by the saint in a childish way to disturb Xuan'er just after he said a few words, Qin Lang still captured the key word [vomiting and diarrhea].
So Qin Lang frowned seriously:
"Are you sick?"
"No! She's just talking nonsense!"
Nan Lingyue was very angry, but his rosy face became a little darker, which made Qin Lang suspicious. There was something in Xuan'er's words, so she raised her hand and wanted to enter the door.
"Stop!"
Nan Ling became more and more anxious, very anxious, and raised one of his long legs high. From the cool leg breeze, we could tell that he was also a professional in leg and foot skills.
But unlike the two guards, she was not wearing trousers, so through the hazy tulle of her skirt, Qin Lang only saw a dazzling snow-white strip in front of her. He didn't care to appreciate it and raised his hand to push it. , Nan Lingyue bent his calf, then changed his line and kicked back, with his toes poking directly into Qin Lang's palm.
Qin Lang raised the corners of his lips slightly, clasped his five fingers together, and concentrated his inner strength on his palm. While resisting the kick, he used a trick. He grabbed her toes and gently picked off one of the girl's pink and white embroidered shoes. Into his arms.
"You!..."
Nan Lingyue was half angry and half ashamed. In an instant, he recalled some of the scenes he saw in his master's cave. Look at Qin Lang Holding her embroidered shoes in her hand, she looked at her dangling little feet. Her nose suddenly felt hot, and she snorted fiercely. Finally, she covered her nose and hopped to the table and sat down on one foot.
"You are still a young hero...Qin Lang, you are becoming more and more perverted! Humph!"
"I'm sorry, you had to stop me."
"You broke into someone's boudoir, you are still reasonable..."
That's what I said, but there is no way, who can let Nan Lingyue Acting weird. "If it were anyone else, I would definitely not mind my own business, but you are Nan Lingyue."
"..."
Nan Lingyue pouted her little mouth and originally wanted to mutter a few words, but after hearing Qin Lang's words, she inexplicably didn't want to say anything anymore.
She nodded and stared at her toes, but she was thinking about something else. Unconsciously, her two calves began to sway restlessly.
"I'll keep the other one for now, so you don't run around again later."
"Eh? Wait! You!..."
No wait After reacting, the embroidered shoe on Nan Lingyue's other foot was also quickly taken away by Qin Lang. The saint who loves cleanliness does not have a naturally charming body like her master. Knowing that she could not stop Qin Lang in the first place, she really I couldn't bear to get my socks dirty.
Therefore, what Nan Lingyue could do in the end was to watch Qin Lang unlock the boudoir and walk in, and then after he closed the door, he loudly warned a certain maid:
"Xuan'er! If you If you dare to talk nonsense, you will be dead!”
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“Tsk, I was calling someone a rat just now...Miss, you are really...”
In the boudoir, a girl in a light yellow dress was complaining, while Qin Lang was looking at her intently.
"That...Qin Shaoxia..."
Xuanran was a little embarrassed to be stared at by Qin Lang. He looked at his hands and then at a dustpan in the corner. He bit his lip with some guilt and felt weak. He weakly raised his eyes and looked at Qin Lang:
"I have just been helping the young lady take care of the house, and I am a little dirty. Don't... eh?"
He spoke warmly before he finished speaking. The masculine aura has enveloped the whole body.
"Qin...Shaoxia..."
"Just like your young lady, just call me Qin Lang."
Xuanran's breathing was a little rapid, partly because his face was pressed against Qin Lang's chest, and partly because of Qin Lang's The hug came suddenly.
"Qin Lang..."
"Hey, that's right."
Qin Lang let go of his hand and looked at the slightly shy maid happily:
"Xuanran, is everything okay?"
"Well..."
"It's been a long time since I last saw you. I miss you very much."
"Xuan'er...too Miss you..."
"Okay, let's hug you again"
"Ah?"
Unable to answer or not, Qin Lang opened his arms, this time a little softer than the last time, but also more gentle.
Xuanran was still a little restrained at first, but when he thought that the young lady was outside, for some reason, he couldn't help but raise his arms and put them around Qin Lang's waist.
It seems...it has become stronger again...
Xuan'er's face was slightly red and she thought a little shyly.
It seems...it has become softer again...
Qin Lang thought with some enjoyment as he pressed against Xuanran's body.
After such a simple exchange of greetings, Qin Lang's attention shifted to Nan Lingyue's boudoir. He took a brief look at it first, and then his eyes fell on the dustpan in the corner.
Next to the dustpan is a broken vase.
There is no doubt that it was the noise heard outside the room just now.
And inside the dustpan, it was filled with a lot of...
"Handkerchief? Towel?"
Qin Lang looked at Xuanran in confusion:
"You were there just now? Pack these things?”
“Yeah, there are handkerchiefs and towels.”
"For Ling Yue?"
"Uh..."
Xuanran stood on tiptoe and whispered in Qin Lang's ear:
"To be precise, It’s for vomiting and diarrhea. I’ve used so much since I brought you food.”
Qin Lang didn’t understand:
"Is she really sick? But I asked her and she said no?"
"Oh, Mr. Qin..."
"Qin Lang."
"Oh, Qin Lang, you ...Don’t you understand? Miss, she’s not the type to have vomiting and diarrhea...”
“?
Qin Lang really didn't understand. At this moment, Nan Lingyue's voice pounding on the door came from outside:
"Qin Lang! You actually locked the door! You broke into my boudoir and locked my door! You...what are you and Xuan'er doing in there!"
"Xiao...Miss, it's okay, we'll be out soon, Qin Lang is telling me about the sect master."
Xuan. Ran hesitated for a moment, then pulled Qin Lang to the bedside and said seriously:
"Qin Lang, you haven't stayed with the lady long enough, so you may not be clear about the so-called vomiting and diarrhea, vomiting and diarrhea, and vomiting and diarrhea. It’s about Miss’s nosebleed.”
"Oh——"
Qin Lang suddenly realized, looked at the pile of handkerchiefs in the dustpan, and suddenly understood something, his eyelids twitched:
"That is to say, Ling Yue has been suffering from nosebleeds since she came back?”
“Yes.”
“Then... diarrhea?”
"Diarrhea is...just...well..."
Xuan Ran thought for a moment, and Qin Lang was not an outsider anyway. Sooner or later, he would be his own young master. It would be better to tell the young master earlier about some of the young lady's matters.
But even so, Xuanran still took a deep breath, his face flushed with a faint blush, and the voice in Qin Lang's ear was softer than before:
"It's diarrhea. ...Miss, she has been having fun since she came back..."
"...Huh?"
Qin Lang leaned back and looked at the dustpan. Those handkerchiefs were nothing. It was those stuffed towels that really shocked Qin Lang:
"What do you mean? Yes, such a pile, all of them are Lingyue..."
"Yes."
Xuanran tilted his head, but it was a little strange:
"Qin Lang, don't you. Do you think this is a lot?”
"..."
"Don't forget that Miss is a saint of Tianhe Sect. If you find a man in the future, you can't even afford a few towels, right?"
"..."
No, is this the point?
Xuan Ran’s words feel both reasonable and unreasonable, logical yet weird.
But no matter what, Nan Lingyue saw that after he came back with Nangong Zhuo, he had a nosebleed and it was self-inflicted. Through this incident, Qin Lang could basically confirm one thing.
"Xuan'er, so your lady...has always...had any special hobbies...?"
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(End of this chapter)