Young man, please stay

Chapter 212 What did you call me?

In the cave called Shuiyun Temple, intermittent soft sobs would be heard from time to time, and after the sobs, a sharp voice mixed with helplessness and anger would always echo.

"Qin Lang! You bastard! Do you know what you are doing... Uh-huh!?"

On the stone platform surrounded by eight bronze mirrors, Nangong Zhuo's words were interrupted again, replaced by another burst of whimpering and heavy breathing.

There was even an uncontrollable sucking sound from time to time.

It's like the kind of sniffing sound you have to make in order to get another breath of air after something is completely blocked in your mouthpiece.

……

Just like this for a short while...

……

"Cough cough cough..."

After coughing heavily, Nangong Zhuo rested his hands on the stone platform and gasped. When he raised his head, the feeling of powerlessness and decadence created by the bun on the back of his head and his complicated and hazy eyes were the same as those between her and her. The combination of innate charm and charm creates a strange kind of temptation.

"what do you want!"

"you…"

At least not in this current case.

However, compared to the innocence of that kind of heroine, Nangong Zhuo's naturally charming body is destined to make her look more charming like she is playing hard to get.

Seeing Qin Lang slowly approaching him, and Qin Xiaolang's huge python-like shadow cast on his face, Nangong Zhuo's heart trembled, and he subconsciously moved back with his hands on his hands:

"I said, what I think is what you think."

Snapped!

"~!"

……

To put it simply, it is quite durable...well...very resistant to torment.

Qin Lang knelt down and showed the same sarcastic expression that Nangong Zhuo once showed to him:

"What did you call me?"

Although Qin Lang also knew that this was not her intention.

"...What do you want me to do..."

……

Qin Lang looked down at Nangong Zhuo, feeling as happy as he had never felt in the past few days:

"Double cultivation, and then heal your injuries, that's what I want."

"You...lawless junior!"

Nangong Zhuo wiped the translucent saliva hanging from the corners of his lips. After taking a look at something terrifying lying in front of him, his eyes raised in obvious panic, and then he looked up at Qin Lang fiercely:

Nangong Zhuo's expression at this moment was no longer like the witch she had been when she played with Qin Lang. The unwilling determination on her face looked more like a heroine who had fallen into the hands of a flower picker.

Qin Lang bent down and slapped him, and amid the gentle waves of snow, another red palm was printed on the moon-like perfection under Nangong Zhuo's waist.

"Then why don't you...don't do anything yet!"

"I can do anything about dual cultivation at any time, but don't forget how you tortured me slowly before today. Since you were slow and unhurried then, I won't be in a hurry now."

It had to be said that, after all, he was the leader of the Tianhe Sect, and he obviously did not specialize in external martial arts, but his body was quite resilient. Even though there were several slap marks, there were no actual scars such as swelling.

"..."

Nangong Zhuo called him junior and brat, but looking at Qin Lang's eyes and trying to use his skills to no avail, Nangong Zhuo's original words turned into:

"Qin Lang..."

"what?"

"I...call you Qin Lang, is there any problem?"

Snapped!

"Hmm~——!"

"Did you call me Qin Lang? Do you still think you are Mr. Nan?"

"Then what do you want!"

Snapped!

"Don't ask me, just think for yourself until I'm satisfied. Of course, if you think wrong, just fix it yourself."

"Qin Lang you!..."

Snapped!

……

When he thought of what he had experienced in the previous cave, and then listened to the "pah pah pah" echoing in the cave now, Qin Lang felt like the sound of fairy music lingering in his ears.

Looking at the mad woman who was so domineering not long ago, she was now blushing red, with her two eyes nestled in front of him. Her eyes that should have been full of anger were even blurred and scattered by herself. Qin Lang really couldn't say no in his heart. The relief comes out.

It is true that Qin Lang is far from satisfied at this point. Everything has just begun.

———————— "Qin...Qin Lang, I know I shouldn't treat you like that. We have something to say..."

Snapped!

"!...Qin...Qin Shaoxia, in fact, I can explain the reason...ah~!"

Snapped!

……

In Shuiyun Palace, applause echoed one after another.

Qin Lang was actually a little tired of just being spanked.

So when Nangong Zhuo finally made some progress and shouted "Qin Shaoxia", Qin Lang rewarded her by not spanking her anymore, and instead looked at the two heavy lumps on her heart that were in the shape of a perfect drop.

"..."

"You...what do you want to do..."

Nangong Zhuo subconsciously protected her heart with both arms, but Qin Lang pulled her hands directly and separated the black cloth strips that could barely cover her halo to both sides.

thump~

Two snow-white fish that were half fatter than senior sister Mu Xuanli jumped out instantly.

Then, Qin Lang used a piece of the previous dog chain to tie Nangong Zhuo's hands behind his back.

Because the rope was tied tightly through his armpits, Nangong Zhuo was forced to lean his shoulders back and straighten his body, exposing the pair of big white fish he kept close to him to the air to the maximum extent. .

"...Woo..."

Seeing his extremely shameful look reflected in the bronze mirrors around him, Nangong Zhuo pursed his lips and closed his eyes.

But even so, Qin Lang's breath could clearly blow on the pink fish eyes of the fishes, and the strands of swaying made Nangong Zhuo couldn't help humming several times. In the end, it was as if Like the small red fruits that are gradually ripening on the branches, they gradually swell up with trembling and trembling, blooming into an extremely delicate and beautiful posture...

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the leader of Tianhe Sect, it turns out that he is such a young boy who can't stand teasing..."

"Qin Lang!"

Snapped.

Qin Lang raised his hand again, and this time, the slap mark was left on the white fish.

The plump fish seemed to be knocked unconscious, and was thrown out in a flurry of bullets.

"What did you call me?"

"Qin... Mr. Qin..."

Snapped!

"Think again."

"Master Qin...Master Qin..."

Snapped!

"Think again."

……

It turns out that what to call it is indeed a difficult question.

At least Nangong Zhuo didn't come up with it after thinking about it many times.

Of course, maybe she already vaguely knew the correct answer, but as the leader of the Tianhe Sect, or as the "Nangong Zhuo" version of the Tianhe Sect's leader, her strong self-esteem that was far beyond normal was still at play, so it was too late He was reluctant to speak.

And Qin Lang didn't mind slowly eroding her twisted self-esteem. As his martial arts gradually recovered, he even took off two long hairs of Nangong Zhuo, and then tied two on Nangong Zhuo's red fish eyes. Buttons, pulled into various fun shapes, involuntarily aroused Qin Xiaolang's interest.

So, Qin Lang straightened his back, pulled his hair with one hand, and put the other hand on the back of Nangong Zhuo's head again...

"Uh--! Uh...ahem!...Uh-huh?!...~"

"Don't stare at me, just look at yourself in the mirror."

"...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

……

The sobs started again.

After an unknown amount of time passed like this, the pretty face of Nangong Zhuo started to blush, and his eyes gradually began to glow with a strange and uncontrollable light.

And when she leaned weakly on Qin Lang's belly and slowly raised her head, Qin Lang finally felt that she should be able to say what she wanted to hear.

"Do you understand? What do you call me?"

"..."

Nangong Zhuo's mouth was slightly opened, and a touch of pink lilac was slightly spitted on his lips in a daze. Although his consciousness was awake, the last trace of angry light in his trance eyes finally softened, and he smiled. He spat out two words vaguely:

"Owner…"

(End of this chapter)