Young man, please stay

Chapter 116 Zhuo Beibei’s Worries
  Kaka…

Kaka…

After Qin Lang finished his business with Gu Jin and "Su Yinping" respectively, he went to the waiter first and brought over the second bowl of glutinous rice balls.

Qin Lang returned to his room with the dumplings in hand, only to be surprised to hear the sound of sharpening a knife.

He glanced around and saw a small figure lying on the ground with his back to him, pressing Qin Lang's matching knife on a whetstone to grind it.

"Hey hoo...hey hoo..."

"..."

Qin Lang's face darkened at that moment, and he silently placed the glutinous rice balls on the table. Then he got behind Zhuo Beibei, aimed at the round and upturned little butt, and raised his hand to give it a palm.

Pa~!

What surprised Qin Lang was that the sect leader didn't scold Qin Lang angrily and angrily after being beaten like he usually did, for being young and disrespectful.

She just covered Chang'er, turned around and glared at Qin Lang with a resentful expression, and then continued to sharpen the knife.

As a result, Qin Lang was a little helpless and held his forehead helplessly:

"No, I dare to ask my lord, what kind of monster are you doing at night?"

"Hmph, what kind of sect leader..."

While sharpening the knife, the little girl muttered:

"In the eyes of some people... I am the sect leader..."

"..."

Qin Lang wanted to laugh a little, but he picked up the knife and whetstone first, then took the little girl with a wronged and unhappy face back to the bed, squatted down, and looked at her calmly:
  "Go ahead."

"say what…"

"Where did the whetstone come from?"

"I just got it from the shopkeeper."

"What are you sharpening your knife for?"

"Kill the cat."

"???"

"Meow?!"

Tuantuan, who had been ambushing under Qin Lang's pillow for a long time, poked his head out, glanced at the knife in shock, then retracted under the pillow, revealing a pair of big blue eyes, and howled at Qin Lang for two seconds. Voice.

"Don't be afraid Tuantuan, she won't dare."

"Who says I don't dare?"

"Did Tuantuan offend you?"

"Tuan Tuan didn't, Tuantuan's mistress offended him."

"Tuan Tuan's mistress?"

Qin Lang looked at the little female cat on the bed in shock. The little female cat suddenly shook her head in confusion and panic.

"Meow…!"

Pure slander! The body of the slave family is obviously still innocent!

Qin Lang also believed that Tuantuan was not fooling around outside:

"Beibei, don't talk nonsense, Tuantuan is a clean little female cat."

"They say it's a fox!"

"That's also a clean fox."

"Whatever, anyway, the concubine I'm talking about is you."

"..."

When did I become Tuantuan's mistress...

Qin Lang couldn't figure out the little girl's strange thoughts, he just wanted to know where he had offended her.

"You took my glutinous rice balls to show your courtesy to those two wild women, and you still don't know where you went wrong?"

Zhuo Beibei lay down on the bed and turned over:

"Anyway, I understand. From now on, you can go with them and leave me alone..."

"..."

"Those words I said before were all to deceive me..."

"..."

"I knew what good things that bitch could raise..."

As the lord of the clan was talking, he burst into tears:
  "You mother and son must have discussed it...to bully me together..."

"They're siblings!"

……

The gods [mother and son] are both out...

Maybe you could look at it this way when you were a child, but now Qin Lang is twenty, and when he stands next to his senior sister Mu Xuanli, he is a head taller than her, and they don't look like mother and son anymore.

……

"Beibei." Qin Lang took a deep breath, turned over on the bed, and wanted to bring Zhuo Beibei's little body over, but she started to make a fuss.

"Don't touch me!"

"Can you please listen to my explanation first?"

"Explain it, just don't touch me..."

Zhuo Beiguang was thundering but not raining, and there was obviously not much mist in her eyes, but she still sniffed and looked like she was about to cry at any time, so that Qin Lang could be extra gentle to her.

"So have you thought about it?"

Qin Lang opened his arms and pouted:

"Just listen to the explanation? No hugs?"

"..."

Zhuo Beibei thought for a while, and it seemed that there was something wrong with not being in his arms when he was listening to his sophistry...

"Okay, then I'll say it."

"..."

Qin Lang retracted his arm, and Zhuo Beibei immediately raised his little hand and scratched and smashed his arm.

"Tsk, what are you doing? Do you want it or not?"

"want…"

"Tell me clearly, what do you want?"

"Want a hug..."

"That's it."

As expected, the obedient sect master was more well-behaved. Qin Lang took the fragrant little girl into his arms again, feeling like he was holding a hot water bottle, but this hot water bottle was still uneasy and would groan and twist. Twisting around.

"Are you a caterpillar?"

"You are the caterpillar."

Zhuo Beibei was a little angry. He opened his small mouth and skillfully took a bite on someone's little spot:
  "Your arms smell like a wild woman! Two of them!"

"Hey, aren't you riding in a carriage with me today? Don't be so stingy. Let me explain about the glutinous rice balls first."

Qin Lang pointed at the table:
  "Look, I didn't forcefully grab your glutinous rice balls to show my courtesy. It's just that the small bowl just now wasn't enough for you. This bowl of twenty is just for you."

"Really…"

Zhuo Beibei was dubious, jumped out of bed, ran to the table, looked at it, and counted again.

"How? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Only nineteen, how can there be twenty."

"Where's the one in your mouth?"

"Oh…"

Okay, let’s consider the glutinous rice balls thing a misunderstanding. Zhuo Beibei let it go for the time being. After eating a few glutinous rice balls in two or three bites, he wiped his mouth and brought the glutinous rice balls to the bedside.

"Qin Lang."

"Ok?"

"you eat."

"Yo?"

Qin Lang counted eleven.

There were twenty in total, and this guy actually kept an extra one for himself.

"You haven't eaten all day, and you're rushing to drive...and you're fighting..."

The master of the sect mumbled in a grumpy manner, which made Qin Lang feel warm in his heart. He held her little face in his hands and said, "Hey!"

"Sir, the sect leader will also love others, thank you."

"That's right...just discussing the matter..."

Zhuo Beibei didn't seem to feel too much about his praise. Instead, he had other things in his mind. He waited silently until Qin Lang finished eating the remaining glutinous rice balls, then silently took the bowl away, silently blew out the lamp, and finally Silently he got into bed and lay on Qin Lang's chest, not even listening to the story.

"What happened suddenly?"

Qin Lang felt her depression. He thought she was still worrying about the glutinous rice balls, but he heard her faintly say:
  "Boy, after I fall asleep in the future, you better not wait for me..."

"why?"

"Because... because I grew up... I have a really bad personality... It would be better if I wake up as a girl next time. If it is a complete body..."

If it were her perfect body, Zhuo Beibei didn't know if she could get along well with Qin Lang, the man raised by Mu Xuanli, like she does now.

At that time, let alone loving others, she might even hurt him but not necessarily...

"Don't be silly."

"?"

"Your current personality is not very good, can't I still tell you stories every day? If you become older in the future, even if your personality becomes worse, I believe I will find a way to still be able to tell you stories. After all, no matter what character Zhuo Beibei is, he is still Zhuo Beibei after all, isn't he?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)