Young man, please stay

Chapter 139 Threatening Qin Lang’s fate

“It hurts, it hurts—!”

"As for that? I accidentally pulled it..."

"Of course you are not thick-skinned, but what about me?"

……

After breakfast, Qin Lang and Zhuo Beibei were in their room. When Qin Lang was redressing Zhuo Beibei, he accidentally pulled her ponytail, causing the sect leader to feel pain.

The reason why she had to put her clothes back on again was because Qin Lang found that she had been dressed inside out in the morning.

But it was not discovered at the time.

Until just now, when Qin Lang returned to the room after breakfast to comfort the unhappy sect leader, Qin Lang suddenly discovered that the soft softness in his palm actually had a rougher touch.

Only then did Qin Lang realize that Zhuo Beibei's new skirt was put on backwards, and some stitches came out from the inside, which made it not feel good to him, so he took it off and put it on again.

……

"Since you like twin tails, you have to get used to being pulled. You can't bear the pain at a young age. How can you withstand big winds and waves in the future?"

"You are so young! You are a disrespectful brat..."

Zhuo Beibei didn't think she would experience any big storms in the future regarding the twin ponytails. After Qin Lang took off her skirt, he immediately raised his foot to try to fight back. Qin Lang quickly caught the ankle with his quick eyes and hands. .

"Tsk, why are you so narrow-minded?"

Qin Lang rolled his eyes at her and threw back her vengeful little feet.

Zhuo Beibei snorted disdainfully, then pondered and asked:
  "Qin Lang, what do you think about Su Yinping's attitude?"

"What attitude?"

"Oh, she always wants to reconcile with Mu Xuanli... Where are you? Are you the same as her?"

"do not ask me."

Qin Lang's attitude has been set long ago. It's not easy to control. Even if he doesn't want to, he can't control it:

"If I had your level of strength one day, I might consider taking care of it."

But even then, all Qin Lang could do was probably pick up Zhuo Beibei and his senior sister and spank each of them a few times.

Carrying water, that's it.

If you have to decide the winner, let’s compare who’s playing better.

"Speaking of..."

Thinking of this, Qin Lang stopped to turn over his skirt and glanced at Zhuo Beibei thoughtfully:
  "Bei, how powerful is my senior sister? Is she the same as you?"

"Of course~!"

Zhuo Beibei twitched the corners of his lips proudly, sat on the chair with his hands on his waist and straightened his chest:
  "When he was in his prime, Mu Xuanli was only a little bit behind me, but he could still get my approval~"

"I asked my senior sister, why are you so crazy..."

"Nonsense, if you don't admit that I am powerful, will you ask her if she is the same as me?"

"Okay, okay, okay, so what realm have my senior sister, or you, reached? The legendary Grand Master?"

"Cut~"

The pride on the corner of Zhuo Beibei's mouth became even stronger:
  "How dare you be compared to me, a mere great master."

"..."

"In comparison, the Grand Master is like an earthworm, I am the Fusang Sacred Tree, the Grand Master is a firefly, and I am the Bright Moon...Oh, it hurts, it hurts—!"

……

This girl is a typical person who shines brightly when given a little sunshine, and floods when given a little spring water. Ask her a good question, and she will be blown away in the blink of an eye. Qin Lang really couldn't listen anymore, and skillfully grabbed her little face. Son.

Strange to say.

Although Qin Lang had torn it off countless times so far, the sect leader's little face had never been torn, and there was no such thing as "pulling a bloated face to look fat" that Qin Lang originally worried about.

"Bei, why doesn't your face feel scratchy? Is it too thick?"

"You are the shameless one."

Qin Lang was the thickest skinned, and he actually beat him up even though he couldn't even chew it. Zhuo Beibei waved his little hand to refute the rumor:

"Do you think I am really a child and my body is vulnerable? After all, I have been practicing for hundreds of years. According to the words of the bald donkeys, I have already achieved the Great Luo Golden Body. Not to mention being pulled twice by you. Chopping with a knife or stabbing with a gun, it’s impossible to pierce through it easily~”

"..."

Hearing her start to boast again, Qin Lang remembered something called [Rubber Fruit] deep in his memory.

"Okay, I know the sect leader is very powerful, let's get dressed."

"No."

"?"

"I feel like you don't believe my appearance at all. I won't wear clothes from now on. Let you see if I really have a golden body!"

"..."

Qin Lang's mouth twitched when he heard:

"No clothes?"

"Correct!"

"Really don't wear it?"

"No."

"Away from home?"

"Don't wear it either~"

"..."

Qin Lang fell silent upon hearing this.

Zhuo Beibei noticed this silence, slightly lowered his face that was about to reach the sky, looked at him, his eyes blinked once, twice... "Oh——~"

Immediately, Zhuo Beibei felt happy, his eyebrows were curved, his eyes were also curved, his small hands covered his lips with a more unrestrained smile, he came close to Qin Lang, and whispered in a low voice:

"You brat, are you jealous?"

"..."

Qin Lang's expressionless face trembled, his eyelids drooped, and he glared at her.

"Hee hee~"

Zhuo Beibei smiled even more happily:

"That's it~ That's it~...Oh yeah~ It seems that some people are usually neither humble nor arrogant towards me, and sometimes they are indifferent and very casual. In fact, when I think that I will be seen by others when I go out without clothes, When I arrived, I felt very unhappy~ Tsk tsk tsk..."

"..."

Hard.

Qin Lang's fist became hard again.

When Zhuo Beibei saw the hardened Qin Lang, he became more confident:

"What are you doing? Do you want to get angry, but don't know who to target?"

"..."

"Humph~ You don't want to hit me, do you? Okay, I'll hit you. Anyway, if I hit you, I will run out of the door right away like I am now, and I will be so pissed off that you stinky... eh... eh~! Wait a minute. , Qin Lang, what...what are you going to do..."

……

Zhuo Beibei still knew enough about Qin Lang.

The lord of the sect may not have thought that what Qin Lang is least afraid of is threats, especially threats from women, especially threats from arrogant women.

Therefore, before a certain sect leader finished his threat, she found that her body relaxed, and her small body was actually carried on Qin Lang's shoulders.

Then, he threw her on the bed without mercy.

slap~
  "Smelly... what are you going to do, stinky boy... I... I just said it casually, you..."

It's broken, it's broken... it's gone...

The white-haired little sect master, wearing only two small socks, could only huddle in the corner of the bed nervously in front of Qin Lang, who seemed to be brimming with anger.

Not to mention all the arrogance and ridicule just now, for a while, she even forgot that she had supreme power like a certain empress before her. Her heart was completely occupied by nervousness and regret. She watched Qin Lang face darkly. He came over by himself, his eyelashes trembled, and he simply closed his eyes.

"I, I... I'm wrong, why not! I was just angry with you, I didn't... ah~!!!"

Snapped!
  Qin Lang raised and lowered his hands and heard the sound, which was very clear and merciless.

A big pink handprint instantly appeared on the snow-white little moon of a certain sect leader.

"Are you still running?"

Qin Lang, who had been holding back for a long time, finally spoke calmly.

And because of his words, Zhuo Beibei finally plucked up the courage again, covered his butt and said angrily:

"Just run, run!"

Snapped!
  Another palm strike, this time the left and right sides are symmetrical.

But Qin Lang didn't hit her again, because the eyes of the little sect leader had already started to water with grievance. Qin Lang also woke up a little from the particularly unhappy anger just now. After staring at the little girl for a long time, he just said Without saying a word, he hugged her tightly into his arms.

"Don't say things like that in the future."

"..."

Qin Lang's voice was a little low. Zhuo Beibei was stunned for a long time, and then whispered:

"I...I just said that to tease you...but I won't really..."

"That's not allowed to be said."

"..."

Zhuo Beibei was speechless, but his body gradually softened in his arms. When he spoke again, his tone unconsciously contained a touch of doting that was not in line with a little girl:

"You brat... you are obviously a brat... yet you are so arrogant and overbearing to an old woman here..."

"Ah."

"I don't know, I thought... you were going to occupy this seat..."

"Ah."

"Eh…?"

Zhuo Beibei's eyes brightened slightly, and before he had time to carefully appreciate his "hmm", the next moment, he felt that although the parts of his body that were small and exquisite, were particularly sensitive, were all occupied by someone's big hands one after another. Got a grip...

"Hmm~!"

"..."

"Smelly boy...Qin...Qin Lang...um——~"

Finally, the thin little lips were occupied by him completely domineeringly.

When his whole body, including his little head, gradually fell into a scorching quagmire, the sect leader finally understood the consequences of threatening Qin Lang.

……

"Eh...? Why...stop...?"

"You haven't expressed your position yet, I want to hear it, now."

"I know...I know! This person...my body and so on...so far, and in the future, I will only show it to you as a man...Okay?"

"..."

"~~..."

(End of this chapter)