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Chapter 218 Don’t take off your socks

In short, there are many strange things deep in Qin Lang's memory.

For example, when he gave Ting Yuxu advice in front of the empress, the "Beauty Fragrance" business and designs such as stockings and high heels were unearthed from Qin Lang's messy deep memories.

Now, another sentence deep in his memory popped up in Qin Lang's mind.

[No matter how hard it is, girls must not suffer, no matter how poor they are, sex education cannot be lacking]

"?"

Eh...it doesn't seem right...

After thinking about it again, it is indeed wrong. It should be:
[No matter how hard it is, we can’t hurt our children, and no matter how poor we are, we can’t afford education]

Qin Lang looked at the aggressive little girl with twin tails in his arms. As the head of the Tianhe Sect, she would definitely not suffer, and Qin Lang was reluctant to let her suffer.

But in terms of education, Qin Lang thought it was necessary to remind Nangong Zhuo to be a broad-minded and generous girl.

Nangong Zhuo rolled his eyes directly:
"It's just Qin Lang... shouldn't he think that he is a very good person..."

"cut…"

"..."

"what?"

Qin Lang's Xiaozhi is based on emotion, and his motivation is based on reason:
"Good things need to be shared to become better. This is called pattern, and it is the atmosphere that a sect leader should have."

"..."

"? You...you and...ah~"

"Give me your feet."

"Then her!..."

Seeing the narrowing in Nangong Zhuo's eyes and the sarcasm on his lips, Qin Lang once again realized the unique character of the big and small sect masters merged into one. He originally promised to take good care of himself in the next few days, but faced with such arrogance Damn it, Qin Lang couldn't bear it if he didn't push her hard anymore.

"I know, I know! I would say the same thing to Senior Sister Mu."

"Wait! Can you...don't be so sudden? I...I'll just take it off..."

As she spoke, the black stockings that tightly wrapped her legs began to disappear from the bottom up like melted sugar water, but Qin Lang stopped her:

"North."

Nangong Zhuo subconsciously said in a hurry:

"The palms and backs of my hands are full of flesh. The Second Senior Sister and the Third Senior Sister are both senior sisters. If you insist on me choosing a good one from a bad one, I can't do it. In this matter, I only hope that you, Beibei, will do it before you find conclusive evidence. Don’t target Senior Sister Mu now, let’s take some time to slowly resolve the grievances between the two of you…”

Although Nangong Zhuo can indeed crush Qin Lang with one finger, the relationship between the two is extraordinary after all, and Qin Lang can be considered "confident" because Nangong Zhuo can only talk about it but can't do anything substantive to him. Threatened, so he grabbed her slender ankles without hesitation.

So when faced with her questioning, Qin Lang chose no one.

"North."

"Tsk tsk~ Now that my injury has been healed, you don't think you can still do whatever you want to me like you did in Shuiyun Palace~?"

"You don't have to say it. As long as you don't see her again and stay with me... I will do as you say."

"Don't take it off."

"?"

"Socks...don't take them off."

"Eh?"

Nangong Zhuo tilted his head, feeling a little strange.

……

Qin Lang likes to play with girls' feet, and Nangong Zhuo knows this best.

It’s not like she hasn’t cooperated with the game without taking off her socks.

As a naturally beautiful person with a clean body, when Nangong Zhuo was with Qin Lang, especially those days in Yangzhou, he was very diligent in changing his socks.

There is no other reason, it's all Qin Lang's fault. For example, sometimes after returning from visiting the night market, Qin Lang would often pretend to cough twice, which was actually a secret signal to Nangong Zhuo.

The code means [while it’s hot]

Just coming back from a walk, the soft white socks wrapped around the tender little feet will be warm and carry a refreshing sweet fragrance.

Qin Lang liked to do perverted things to the sect master's feet at times like this, so that on the second day, his clean little white socks always seemed to have a layer of hardness for some reason. Like a shell.

……

But it's different now.

Nangong Zhuo did not wear the ordinary cloth socks, and his white and tender feet were basically bare except for the strip of cloth that was tied around the sole of the foot.

If you don't take them off like this, not only will you not experience the unique touch like cloth socks, but you will still feel uncomfortable.

Qin Lang...really likes this?
……

Nangong Zhuo tilted his little head and blinked his eyes. He really couldn't think of any other tricks he could play with these socks. He just felt that Qin Lang's brain couldn't even use the perverted part.

But Qin Lang, as a "Gong Changle" who is "content and enjoys the pleasure", can be said to be a mountain man with his own clever plan. He didn't say much and directly held Nangong Zhuo's little foot in his hand.

Gently pull the small strip of cloth around the sole of the foot, just enough to wrap something around the soft sole of the foot.

In this way, Qin Lang used these small strips of cloth to step on his feet and stockings, and at the same time, he could free up his hands for other things.

Nangong Zhuo also didn't expect Qin Lang to be so creative in this area. His little face turned red and white for a while, and he was brought into state by the two pig hooves Qin Lang freed up.

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After some prodding, Nangong Zhuo bargained with Qin Lang and finally agreed to something.

"I promise not to kill Mu Xuanli until she recovers from her injuries."

"It won't work even after the injury is healed..."

"Huh, stupid boy, what do you know? It will be difficult for me to kill her once she is healed. At most, I can only beat her once every time... until she is willing to become a nun and kneel in front of the master's tomb to admit her mistake! "

"..."

Okay, let’s talk about this… let’s talk about it later.

At least for now, Nangong Zhuo can be stabilized in his full state and not allowed to go to Tianshan to find Mu Xuanli.

"And Qin Lang..."

"how?"

"Come over here..."

"?"

The two of them were lying warmly on the bed. Qin Lang nodded and moved his face towards her, and then his ears suddenly hurt, and they were almost pulled off by Nangong Zhuo's little hand.

"Hiss! It hurts! It hurts! Beibei, what are you doing!"

"It's all your fault, you pervert! It's all your fault!"

When the grinning Qin Lang saw the lord's red cheeks and his eyes sparkling with tears from shame and anger, he was completely confused:

"No, what's going on? What's wrong with me?"

"You...when you did that to me just now...everyone else saw it!"

"other people?"

Qin Lang looked out at the layers of curtains at the entrance of the pavilion, and he was even more confused:
"Isn't this... your private residence? Who else can come in without permission?"

"What did you say?"

Nangong Zhuo gritted his silver teeth so hard that they made a clicking sound, and the blush on his face had already spread all over his ears and neck:
"It's Lingyue! She just came to see you secretly again! The result...the result is..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)