Young man, please stay

Chapter 208 Scumbag Qin Lang

Delicate and clean oval face, iconic twin ponytails, and pouty lips.

When Qin Lang opened his eyes, he saw Nan Lingyue. Except for the fact that he had replaced the green shirt he usually wore with a water-blue skirt, the other aspects were no different from the Tianhe Sect saint that Qin Lang remembered. any changes.

"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.

Qin Lang originally thought that when he saw Nan Lingyue again in the future, he would be under a willow tree on the streets of the capital. He called the girl "Lingyue" with a smile, then slowly approached her, waiting for her to take the initiative to stand on tiptoe. He stood up on his toes, hugged her gently, and gently pulled her twin ponytails and said something like "It's 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.

"Ling Yue! It's really you!"

"Hey! You... wait... I... you still let me breathe...!"

Nan Lingyue's delicate figure was restrained by the tall and powerful Qin Lang. She had to wave her two hands that could only move and hit Qin Lang's strong arms like raindrops.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Lang wiped his face, looked at the girl in front of him, and gave an inexplicable green smile:

Hearing Qin Lang's classic big pig's hooves speech, Nan Lingyue could not help but laugh out loud and spat at him, although he could not help but feel a little happy in his heart:

Qin Lang withdrew his hand and grinned in shock:

Huh, pig head, if you don't break it for him, it's almost the same...

"Lingyue, you know me. I'm a rough man and I can't enjoy the freedom of being hugged from left to right."

"Bah~!"

"Nangong Zhuo, it's the one in your senior sister's notebook."

"Your strength has also grown!"

"Oh, no..."

Asked him how many girls he dreamed of, he actually wanted to count them on his fingers...

Why does his body seem to be stronger than before? If I had known that he was going to hug me so hard, I wouldn't have loosened him first...

Nan Lingyue rolled his eyes at him angrily, but he didn't know what the master had done to him to make him look horrified. He must have been subjected to some kind of inhuman torture.

But suddenly I felt that the saint thrashing like this was very cute.

"Uh…"

Qin Lang originally wanted to let her go.

"May I ask Mr. Qin, how many girls do you dream about every night?"

"Hey, Ling Yue, long time no see, your hair has grown a little longer."

"It's not like, I am!"

"..."

Although there were no willow trees or gentle hugs, despite the joy of reunion, Qin Lang still couldn't resist pulling off her ponytail.

"In a place like Yangzhou, with the empress as his companion, Mr. Qin must be playing the flute every night, and his dreams every night are filled with piles of women, right?"

"Then why did you break my hand?"

So I hugged her for a while longer.

"Not really."

"No, no, no..."

Qin Lang thought about it for a moment, and as soon as he raised his hand, Nan Lingyue held two fingers and pinched them gently.

It wasn't until the blush on the saint's ears began to move to her face, and her delicate little nose began to twitch like a hamster, that Qin Lang suddenly remembered that the girl had a problem of "nosebleeds when stimulated", and hurriedly Let her go.

"What's that, Ling Yue, you might not believe it, but since we separated, I've been dreaming about you every night."

Qin Lang shook his head:

Nan Lingyue wrinkled his nose, slapped his hand away and gave him a look:

"I haven't seen you for such a long time. I never thought that [Chang Le Gong], who was so famous back then, has now become like a prisoner..."

Bang bang bang~

Bang bang bang~

Just like a caught little pigeon flapping its wings, the girl's little arms also fluttered with a fresh smell unique to girls.

"hiss!?"

Qin Lang remembered that he had actually asked Nan Lingyue about Nangong Zhuo:

"Lingyue, do you know that your master..."

Qin Lang felt bitter in his heart, thinking that this was all because of your master Nangong Zhuo.

"Hmph, what's that look like? I only found out after Master came back this time. Do you still doubt that I hid it from you in the first place?"

"If you want to say goodbye, then say goodbye~"

"So you and your master are in the same group?"

"what…"

"call--"

Sure enough, it was just as Qin Lang thought.

This is the truth. Qin Lang believes that a bowl of water is equal. The word "hug left and right" sounds very unfair. It must be "hug left and right" or "hug left and right" to be fair.

"Ugh…"

Nan Lingyue shook his head with emotion, put his little hands on his back and walked around Qin Lang:

"That being said, I'm afraid that if Mr. Qin hadn't been with the True Dragon Goddess every day, he would have forgotten us ladies from 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 her. How dare you just forget about it?"

"..."

Why is this guy mentioning this all of a sudden...

Nan Lingyue's heart skipped a beat. Before she came, she had reminded herself to forget about it for now, but Qin Lang took the initiative to say it out. It was really...

The saint's face was red, but luckily her nose was not red. She turned her back to Qin Lang and cleared her throat. She used the back of her hand to cool her face, 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 beside him and said doubtfully:

"But before your master left, he said someone would come to deliver food. Could it be that he sent 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."

"Then this basket of food..."

"Master sent another person to deliver food to you, but I interrupted him~"

"I see, she is indeed a saint!"

Qin Lang gave a thumbs up and touched his cheeks and ears. He 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, hurry up and finish your meal. It's been a day, are you starving?"

"good…"

Qin Lang hesitated for a moment.

He couldn'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 while walking in the direction Nangong Zhuo left before. Nan Lingyue quickly opened his arms to stop 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 ado."

"Escape? Do you think this is the palace? You can come and leave whenever you want?"

"..."

It turns out that in the eyes of the Tianhe Sect Saint, the imperial 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 put me in confinement for a year? And what if you run away? Now in the world, if Master wants to take someone away, who can guarantee to stop him? Live with her?"

……

Indeed, what Nan Lingyue said makes sense.

Qin Lang sat down on the stone bench with some dejection. After a moment of silence, he smiled to himself, and simply put out his desire to escape. He took out the food in the bamboo basket, ate it with big mouthfuls, and started to eat towards Nan Ling. The more you ask, the more information you get.

Then Qin Lang learned that Nan Lingyue had planned to go to the capital via Yangzhou after he had almost stayed in Jingzhou.

First, it was to comply with the original plan and inspect the last stop of Tianhe Sect's industry across the country.

Secondly, naturally it was 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.

Naturally, Nan Lingyue 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. However, only after she came back did Nan Lingyue know that it was actually... The matter of urging marriage.

……

"Hurry for marriage?"

"Yes, those old ladies started urging me when I was just thirteen years old. The reason is nothing more than the timing of my sect's dual cultivation method, and other things like this and that. Anyway, they are thinking about it all day long. If you want to find a man for me, of course I won’t do it, so after I came back, I kept being angry and staying at home, until Master 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, so I am sure..."

"How should I put it? At least I'm useful to her and she won't kill me."

……

The two of them comforted each other, and Nan Ling chatted with Qin Lang for a long time, as if 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 to his life, Nan Lingyue suddenly thought about it and suddenly said:

"Then... what happens after Master is done with you?"

"after…?"

"Um…"

"..."

"..."

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?

Then wouldn'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?"

"If she comes back suddenly and finds you here..."

"It's okay, I'm not alone, someone is helping me out~"

Let the wind go?

Qin Lang was startled:

"Who?"

"What do you say?"

Nan Lingyue drew two very large circles on his little ball:

"Have you forgotten Xuan'er! Scumbag!"

Nan Lingyue was a little angry. Xuan'er was so big, but he could forget about it. What about the other slightly younger 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 herself. Nan Lingyue glanced down. In fact, his capital was pretty good. He could barely see his toes. He was not among the "smaller women". .

(End of this chapter)