Young man, please stay

Chapter 220 Nan Lingyue who suffered from vomiting and diarrhea
Outside the small wooden house on the cliff, against the backdrop of a large bamboo forest, the stunning and elegant mountains, rivers, clouds and sea coexist, and the scenery is very good.

In the cabin, next to a small table, a beautiful girl was lying on the table, twisting her twin ponytails with her fingers, and looking intently at Qin Lang, who was sitting opposite, telling him about his relationship with his master. story.

"So, how should I put it... Huh..."

From the moment he walked in until now, Qin Lang's mouth has become dry.

Coupled with the fact that the two guard sisters came over and made a fuss midway, Qin Lang felt that his throat was about to smoke.

Alas, it would be better to be the sect leader instead.

If she were a certain sect leader, Qin Lang could moisturize her throat at any time...

"Ahem... Anyway, Beibei and I have come this far step by step, relying on pure sincerity."

Putting aside the distraction in his mind, Qin Lang looked at Nan Lingyue solemnly:
"Lingyue, I hope you..."

"I see."

"What's the noise?"

"..."

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, something broken came from another room in the house. Qin Lang and Nan Lingyue looked at each other in shock at the same time.

"Stinking rogue!"

"What's going on inside?"

"Master, she is not an ordinary woman. If you can defeat Master, I am happy for you~"

However, after Qin Lang's showdown, Nan Lingyue's performance did surprise Qin Lang, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Ling Yue..."

“I’ll eat it another day~”

"And Qin Lang, you too."

"without…"

"Bah! Miss, you are the rat!"

"???"

"What, I haven't eaten the meal you sent yet..."

"Then you take the bamboo basket back first. I'll do it tomorrow..."

"Actually... Master has lived for so long, and I have always felt that she was quite lonely. Of course, she never seemed to have this intention, but... from my perspective, Master has been single since I was young, and as a result Later, I reached the age where it was time to find someone, but Master was still alone... Now she finally has someone she likes, and I am very happy for her."

This is definitely not the case. Qin Lang just had a flash of suspicion in his eyes:
"You are sure that the healing is over. Your master and I are... well... getting better... and then you... still want to come here to deliver food every day?"

"lecher!"

"There are rats."

"Okay, okay, I came all the way here just to talk about this. You'd better go back and accompany Master."

Being treated like this three times by the Tianhe Sect's saintly daughter should be regarded as a compliment.

"You said you don't dislike it! This is nothing but dislike!"

Have you ever said that about your master...

"Oh damn girl! I'm talking to Qin Lang!"

Take...

bang-

"I...understand too."

Nan Lingyue blushed and his heart skipped a beat. Just as he finished speaking, a voice that was familiar to Qin Lang sounded in the room behind him:

By this time, some of the things Qin Lang had always suspected seemed to be beginning to be confirmed.

"?"

Uproar?

"Are you coming to deliver food tomorrow?"

Nan Lingyue puffed up her cheeks:
"Oh, you asked me to deliver food if you needed it before. Now if you don't need it anymore, just let me go, right?"

"??"

Especially Nan Lingyue actually stretched out his little hand to push Qin Lang out, which made Qin Lang even more strange.

"?"

"What...what are you doing?! Do you dislike me?"

Qin Lang subconsciously walked towards the door inside, while the saint hurriedly ran in front of him, stretching out her arms:
"Why are you breaking into someone else's boudoir? Qin Lang, you... you are a pervert!"

Nan Lingyue was still lying on the table, her eyes flickering. Although she was looking at Qin Lang the whole time, she always seemed to be a little absent-minded, as if she was even more distracted than Qin Lang:

Nan Lingyue smiled cheerfully, revealing two cute little tiger teeth:

Qin Lang was stunned. To him, Xuanran was no ordinary little girl.

Yes, she is a big girl.

But in addition to being big, she is also the starting point for Qin Lang to start a new journey.

At the moment when he was on the streets of Jianping County, Qin Lang fell into not only a literal uproar, but also into an uproar in the world.

Anyway, hearing her voice again after a long time, Qin Lang also felt a little joyful in his eyes:
"Xuan'er? What are you doing in there?"

Through the door panel, there was an uproarious and muffled sound inside, but there was also an obviously happy response:
"Young Master Qin~ Do you still remember Xuan'er~"

"Nonsense, can I still forget you... No, what are you doing in there?"

"It's not Miss Wei. When I came back, I saw her suffering from vomiting and diarrhea. It took me a long time to clean up..."

"Ah la la la la——! I can't hear it, I can't hear it——"

"?"

Although Xuan'er just said a few words and the saint tried to disturb her in a childish way, Qin Lang still caught the key word [vomiting and diarrhea].

So Qin Lang frowned seriously:
"you are sick?"

"No! She's just talking nonsense!"

Nan Lingyue was very angry, but his rosy face became a little darker. Qin Lang couldn't help but suspect that there was something behind Xuan'er's words, so he raised his hand and wanted to enter.

"stop!"

Nan Ling became more and more anxious, very anxious, and raised one of his slender legs high. From the cool breeze on his legs, we could tell that he was also a professional in leg and foot skills.

But unlike the two guards, she was not wearing trousers, so through the hazy tulle of her skirt, Qin Lang only saw a dazzling snow-white strip in front of her. He didn't care to appreciate it and raised his hand to push it. , Nan Lingyue bent his calf, then changed his line and kicked back, with his toes poking Qin Lang's palm.

Qin Lang raised the corners of his lips slightly, clasped his fingers together, concentrated his inner strength in his palms, and while resisting the kick, he made a move. He caught her toes and gently picked them off, then took one of the girl's pink and white embroidered shoes into his arms.

"you!…"

Nan Lingyue was half angry and half ashamed. In an instant, he recalled some of the scenes he saw in his master's cave. He looked at his embroidered shoes in Qin Lang's hands, and then looked at his little feet hanging up. His nose suddenly turned red. As soon as he got hot, he snorted fiercely, and finally he covered his nose and hopped to the table to sit down.

"Young hero... Qin Lang, you are becoming more and more perverted! Humph!"

"Sorry, you had to stop me."

"You broke into someone's boudoir, and you're still reasonable..."

That's what he said, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who made Nan Lingyue act weird? "If it were anyone else, I would definitely not meddle in other people's business, but you are Nan Lingyue."

"..."

Nan Lingyue pouted her little mouth and originally wanted to mutter a few words, but after hearing Qin Lang's words, she inexplicably didn't want to say anything anymore.

She nodded and stared at her toes, but she was thinking about something else. Unknowingly, her two calves began to sway restlessly.

"I'll keep the other one for now, so you don't run around again later."

"Eh? Wait! You!..."

Before he could react, the embroidered shoe on Nan Lingyue's other foot was also quickly taken away by Qin Lang. The clean-loving saint did not have a naturally charming body like her master. Knowing that she could not stop Qin Lang in the first place, I really couldn't bear to get my socks dirty.

Therefore, what Nan Lingyue could do in the end was to watch Qin Lang unlock the boudoir and walk in, and then after he closed the door, he loudly warned a certain maid:
"Xuan'er! If you dare to talk nonsense, you will be dead!"

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"Tch, you just called me a rat... Miss, it's really..."

In the boudoir, a girl in a light yellow dress was complaining, while Qin Lang was looking at her intently.

"That...Qin Shaoxia..."

Xuanran was a little embarrassed to be stared at by Qin Lang. He looked at his hands and then at a dustpan in the corner. He bit his lip with some guilt and weakly raised his eyes to look at Qin Lang:

"I've just been helping the young lady take care of the house, and I'm a little dirty. Don't... eh?"

Before he finished speaking, the warm masculine aura enveloped his whole body.

"Qin...Young Hero..."

"Just like your young lady, just call me Qin Lang."

Xuanran's breathing was a little rapid, partly because his face was pressed against Qin Lang's chest, and partly because Qin Lang's hug came a little suddenly.

"Qin Lang..."

"Hey, right."

Qin Lang let go of his hand and looked at the shy maid happily:

"Xuanran, is everything okay?"

"Um…"

"It's been so long, I miss you so much."

"Xuan'er also... misses you too..."

"Okay, let's hug you again."

"what?"

Qin Lang couldn't help but hesitantly replied. He opened his arms, this time a little softer than the last time, but also a little gentler.

Xuan Ran was still a little restrained at first, but when he thought that the young lady was outside, for some reason, he couldn't help but raise his arms and put them around Qin Lang's waist.

It seems...it has become stronger again...

Xuan'er's face turned slightly red and she thought a little shyly.

It seems...it has become softer again...

Qin Lang leaned against Xuanran's body and thought with some enjoyment.

After such a simple exchange of greetings, Qin Lang's attention shifted to Nan Lingyue's boudoir. He took a brief look at it, and then his eyes fell on the dustpan in the corner.

Next to the dustpan is a broken vase.

There is no doubt that it was the movement heard outside the room just now.

And the dustpan is filled to the brim with a lot of...

"Handkerchief? Towel?"

Qin Lang looked at Xuanran doubtfully:
"Were you packing these things just now?"

"Yeah, yeah, there are handkerchiefs and towels."

"For Ling Yue?"

"Uh…"

Xuanran stood on tiptoe, leaned into Qin Lang's ear and whispered:
"To be precise, it's for vomiting and diarrhea. I've used a lot of it since I brought you food."

Qin Lang didn't understand:

"Is she really sick? But I asked her and she said no?"

"Oh, Young Master Qin..."

"Qin Lang."

"Oh, Qin Lang, you...don't you understand? Miss, she's not the kind of person who suffers from vomiting and diarrhea..."

"?"

Qin Lang really didn't understand. At this moment, Nan Lingyue's voice knocked on the door again:
"Qin Lang! You actually locked the door! You broke into my boudoir and locked my door! You...what are you and Xuan'er doing in there!"

"Little... miss, it's okay. We'll be out soon. Qin Lang is telling me about the sect master."

Xuanran was perfunctory for a moment, then pulled Qin Lang to the bedside and said seriously:
"Qin Lang, you haven't been with the lady long enough, so you may not know. The so-called vomiting and diarrhea refer to the nosebleeds caused by the lady."

"Oh--"

Qin Lang suddenly realized, looked at the pile of handkerchiefs in the dustpan, and suddenly understood something, his eyelids twitched:

"That is to say, Ling Yue has been suffering from nosebleeds since she came back?"

"correct."

"Then... diarrhea... is it?"

"Diarrhea is...just...well..."

Xuan Ran thought for a while, and Qin Lang was not an outsider anyway. Sooner or later, he would be his own young master. It would be better to tell the young master earlier about some of the young lady's matters.

But even so, Xuanran still took a deep breath, his face flushed with a faint blush, and the voice in Qin Lang's ear was softer than before:
"Diarrhea is...Miss, she has been having fun since she came back..."

"…Um?"

Qin Lang leaned back and looked at the dustpan. Those handkerchiefs were nothing, but those stuffed towels were what really shocked Qin Lang:
"You mean, there is such a pile, all of them are Lingyue..."

"Yes."

Xuanran tilted his head, but it was a little strange:
"Qin Lang, you don't think these are a lot, do you?"

"..."

"Don't forget that Miss is a saint of Tianhe Sect. If you find a man in the future, you can't afford to buy just a few towels, right?"

"..."

No, is this the point?
Xuanran's words felt both reasonable and irrational, logical yet weird.

But no matter what, Nan Lingyue saw that after he came back with Nangong Zhuo, he had a nosebleed and it was self-inflicted. Through this incident, Qin Lang could basically confirm one thing.

"Xuan'er, so your lady...has always...had any special hobbies...?"

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(End of this chapter)