Young man, please stay

Chapter 169 Barrel Theory

"Okay, if you want to know what happens next, just listen..."

"Don't don't!"

"keep going!"

……

There is a reason why the story "Journey to the West" is called a masterpiece deep in Qin Lang's memory.

In terms of readability alone, even Qin Lang, who is already familiar with this work, can still patiently tell any plot to outsiders at any time.

This is true for old readers, not to mention its appeal to readers who come into contact with it for the first time.

Tonight, Qin Lang finished telling the story about the battle between Bibotan and the Nine-Headed Insect, and it was almost time. He wanted to take advantage of the great opportunity that "Su Yinping" was there to have a good rest, but he was immediately ignored by the dissatisfied Su Yu. Pan refused.

"What are you resting for? Are you sleepy?"

Su Yupan had long since given up on being wary of someone's dishonest pig's trotters. In order to listen to the story, he had almost eaten all the tops and bottoms of himself. At this time, he heard what he said about "resting", but Give him a hard roll of the eyes.

Do you want to take a rest?

I don't even bother to expose you!

However, Qin Lang insisted that he really couldn't bear it anymore, mainly because his throat was dry.

"unless…"

"Unless something..."

Qin Lang glanced at Zhuo Beibei, who was lying on top of him, pinching him as usual to remind him to wake up, moved his buttocks, and whispered in Su Yupan's ear:

"Unless... it's like before, if someone can moisturize it..."

"..."

Su Yupan understood.

There are some people that I really can’t tolerate.

"Bah! Sleep!"

Su Yupan spat at Qin Lang angrily, but Qin Lang was not angry at all. He could only say that a beauty is a beauty, and he still enjoyed the fragrance from his lips.

But it was said that he was sleeping. Su Yupan, who had turned his back to her, had just closed his eyes for a long time when he felt uncomfortable all over.

To be precise…

It's a bit unaccustomed.

"..."

Finally, after tossing and turning for a while, Su Yupan couldn't help but lift his heel a little and lightly kicked Qin Lang behind him:

"Hey...are you asleep..."

"Huh? What's wrong, Yin Ping? Are your feet cold? Let me warm you up."

"Go! Go! Go!"

This guy…

Why do you always like to mention women’s feet...

Su Yupan's ears felt slightly warm, just knowing that he wasn't asleep either.

"Sect Master Zhuo...are you asleep?"

"Oh, she's like a pig every time, she's already fast asleep."

"Oh…"

"What's up?"

"without…"

"Row."

……

The room fell silent again.

Is this over?

Su Yupan felt a little weird about this idiot's brain circuit. After pondering for a long time, he kicked him again with the same trick.

But this time, the movements were a bit harder than before.

"Silver bottle?"

"You...you can't sleep, so you still force yourself to sleep?"

"I just fell asleep if I had to sleep hard."

"..."

"Hiss, no..."

Qin Lang moved slightly closer to Su Yupan's gourd-like back, and blew his warm breath on her slender neck:

"Yin Ping, why do you feel like you are a little abnormal...?"

"..."

He is not normal!

If this had happened before, when I was sleeping in the same bed with him, would he have fallen asleep so honestly minding his own business?

In Su Yupan's anger, some resentment that he was not aware of had already arisen in his heart. After pondering for a long time, he finally asked directly and quietly:

"When you were sleeping, didn't you always have to hold someone in your arms..."

"Huh? What are you holding?"

"..."

Hug your head! What else could there be?

You can't just say "hold me", right? !

The empress felt that she was about to be stunned by this "brother-in-law" who didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid on purpose, but fortunately, Qin Lang himself reacted immediately:

"Oh, Yin Ping, you misunderstood, it's not that I don't want to hug you." Many women, especially mature women of their age, like to be held when sleeping with men. Qin Lang understands this very well. , after all, senior sister Mu Xuanli is like this too.

"But look, Beibei is lying here, I can't hold you."

"Eh…?"

Su Yupan was suddenly speechless.

Yeah, I forgot about this...

"Then you should leave her... a little bit..."

……

Su Yupan himself didn't expect that he would say such words.

In terms of secular status, it actually doesn't matter. After all, she is the empress.

But from another perspective, Su Yupan's words actually seemed a bit "irreverent".

……

"You can't just leave it alone. If three people sit side by side, the bed won't fit."

"Can't sleep? Why?"

"Really, when I was telling stories, I secretly...uh...just tried it by the way, and it really couldn't fit in."

Su Yupan was surprised:

"Are you fat?"

"It's not that I'm fat, it's mainly because of you Yin Ping..."

"?"

"Ahem, of course, it's not that you're fat, it's that you... um..."

how to say.

Qin Lang thought for a while and explained:

"Well, let me tell you a barrel theory."

"Barrel...theory?"

"Well, that is to say, how much water a barrel can hold depends on the shortest board. No matter how tall the other boards are, it doesn't matter."

When Su Yupan heard this, he understood it after thinking about it for a while. It was a very simple truth.

But what does this have to do with the present?

"Of course it does."

Qin Lang continued:

"Look at Yin Ping, the same goes for your figure. How much space you take up on the bed depends on the fattest part of your body. It doesn't matter how thin you are in other parts of your body..."

"?"

The fattest…

Su Yupan's eyes slowly blinked twice, and then her face suddenly turned red. She subconsciously pressed her hands on the full-moon arc under her waist, and bit Qin Lang's shoulder.

"hiss!"

"You...you! Why are you so unruly!..."

"Yin Ping, please be reasonable."

Qin Lang couldn't laugh or cry:

"Obviously you asked first, I'm just talking about the matter... That's right! I have a solution!"

"any solution…"

Qin Lang had an idea:

"Although I left Beibei down and three people can't fit it side by side, the silver bottle can be stacked on top of you and Beibei."

"Stack...stack it up?"

"Yes, you are at the bottom, she is at the top, you two stack up."

"Then...in this case, who are you going to hug..."

"Uh…"

Haha too.

Originally, the reason for making room was to be able to hug the "Princess Princess".

But if they were stacked, although Qin Lang would find it satisfying and practical in other aspects, in terms of current needs, it seemed to be putting the cart before the horse.

So, Su Yupan, who finally had no other options, gritted his teeth and had no choice but to actively stretch out his delicate arms.

"?"

"..."

The fragrance was so refreshing that Qin Lang felt a jade hand on his shoulder and neck. Immediately, his arm fell into a deep softness. Slowly, the entire left side of his body began to fit into the fragrant and warm skin. …

"Silver bottle..."

"Shut up…"

"Hey…"

"Hey, head, sleep..."

(End of this chapter)