Young man, please stay

Chapter 221 I have someone I like

(Saint and Xuan'er)

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Bang bang bang!
"Qin Lang! Xuan'er! You...why don't you come out yet!"

Bang bang bang!
"If you don't come out, I will...I will break the door!"

……

Outside the boudoir, Nan Lingyue's threats seemed to be ineffective.

But this does not mean that the Saint's prestige in Tianhe Sect is not good, but it just so happens that the two people in the boudoir at this time care least about her prestige.

"hateful…"

Nan Lingyue threw aside the long bamboo pole used to poke the door. He wanted to stamp his feet anxiously and angrily, but his shoes were taken away by the perverted young hero. He looked at his clean feet and thought again. Thinking about the intoxicated look of someone holding Master's feet in the sect leader's palace at that time, I finally held back.

However, Qin Lang really disagreed with the last sentence.

When a young lady punishes a maid, especially one with whom she has a good relationship, spanking is the most appropriate method. Nan Lingyue is actually not very harsh in general, but Xuan Ran's figure is really easy to maintain, and some parts are relatively sensitive, so The punishment given to young ladies is always timid and complaining.

"Tch...who cares?"

"Uh, no, I didn't either..."

"I'm already a grown-up, and the elders of the sect have urged me to find a man no matter how many times, although...although..."

"real."

"I...I just did it! Whatever!"

Self-love is also a kind of love.

squeak-

In fact, he had no objection to the first few sentences, and he also agreed with the saint's "dare to love and dare to hate".

"Let's just say that you were bleeding all the time when you came back from Beibei."

After hearing these words, Qin Lang's eyelids jumped.

"She won't come out for the time being."

Well…

"!"

But to be honest, it took quite a while for Qin Lang to go in...

"Oh, blood water is...well...blood and water..."

"..."

Xuan'er was about the same age as Nan Lingyue, and was also in the prime of life. She had always been a little bit interested in Qin Lang, and Qin Lang himself was a passionate person. The two reunited after a long absence, and it was like a lonely man and a widow living in the same room. For a long time, could it be...

But now that Xuan'er was like this, Nan Lingyue couldn't help but feel nervous and stared at Qin Lang suspiciously:

It's just...some are starting to lack towels...

"why?"

At least not when Qin Lang found out that he had used so many towels.

Nan Lingyue had just finished wiping her nose when the door finally opened and Qin Lang walked out holding her pink and white shoes.

"nothing."

Fortunately, I always have spare ones with me. Although I have used them a lot in the boudoir, the most indispensable thing in the saint's house is handkerchiefs.

"She said she was afraid that you would spank her."

"Really?"

So even though he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, Nan Lingyue still gritted his teeth and raised his head, raised his beautiful chin curve, and stared at Qin Lang with a red face:

"?!"

"What did she... tell you?"

"Lingyue, are you sure you just...used...one or two?"

"Where's Xuan'er?"

"All right…"

Thinking of this, Nan Lingyue suddenly covered his nose:
"Ah, it's broken, it's broken...the handkerchief..."

After Qin Lang finished speaking, he almost watched the motionless saint become "mature" little by little in front of him. The color on her face was even the same as the pattern on Nangong Zhuo's belly when it lit up, a bright pink. , almost glowing.

"In short! As a saint of the Tianhe Sect, whether it is a need or a custom approved by the sect, it is normal to use a towel or two..."

Even if this "self-love" is slightly different from the "self-love" in universal values...

"??!!"

Although I already have someone in my heart... the saint would definitely not be able to say these words.

However, as a saint of Tianhe Sect, she must behave differently from ordinary women when it comes to matters between men and women.

"Then just two or three, maybe... at most three or four, so what's the matter!"

Nan Lingyue felt that not only his face, but also his whole body was a little hot. His eyes looked around in panic, and he clenched his hands and waved them in the air:
"Haven't you heard that women are made of water?"

"I heard."

Not only have I heard it before, this is the original sentence written by Qin Lang in the twenty-fourth chapter of "Zhu Yan".

"Then I...I am a saint. If I am a little...slightly moister than an ordinary woman, is there anything strange about it..."

"..."

"Saint saint... the word holy is a woman sitting on the earth... the so-called sitting on the ground absorbing earth, of course..."

"???"

……

Worse, the girl in front of her had obviously become confused due to excessive shyness and started talking nonsense.

Therefore, Qin Lang stopped bothering her about this matter for the time being, and slowly squatted down in front of her:

"Give me your feet."

"?"

Nan Lingyue was stunned for a moment, looked at the shoes in Qin Lang's hand, and nodded dully:
"Oh…"

She stretched out one and saw him take it naturally, put it in his warm palm, and put on the pink and white embroidered shoes.

"The other one."

"..."

Nan Lingyue was a little strange. He was obviously just putting on her shoes. Xuan'er had served him like this before, but why did he feel different when it was Qin Lang's turn?

His fingertips, whether they are gently pinching the soles of the feet, or carelessly tracing across the insteps, seem to bring a different kind of charm...

In a daze, Nan Lingyue seemed to understand two things at once.

The first is why Qin Lang likes girls' feet.

The second is why Master allowed Qin Lang to enjoy it like that. It turns out that women's feet are also a magical and secret place between men and women. It seems that the folk saying that "a woman will get married if a man sees her feet" is not unreasonable.

……

After putting on the shoes for the saint, the shyness on Nan Lingyue's face gradually faded away. Qin Lang sat down at the table opposite Nan Lingyue again. Seeing that she had calmed down a lot, he began to confirm what he wanted to ask. Key points:

"Lingyue, I understand very well about the towel thing. I'm not surprised at all. It's mainly another matter. In fact, I've always been a little curious about it."

"What is it?"

"It's your nose."

Qin Lang stretched out a finger and gently tapped the tip of Nan Lingyue's straight nose:
"Xuan'er explained before that if you are stimulated and excited, you will bleed, right?"

"Yes...yes..."

"cough…"

This question was too direct. In fact, Qin Lang himself was a little confused. He scratched his old face and said in a deep voice:
"That means that when you saw me and Beibei in the cave, you were... um... excited?"

"..."

"Ling Yue?"

"........."

It seemed that no more answers were needed. The saintly girl lying on the table had already buried her head in her arms. Qin Lang hurriedly comforted and apologized in a gentle voice, saying that he had been rude. Wait, wait, after a long while, the saint moved awkwardly, raised her two big watery eyes from her arms, and her voice was filled with a hint of crying:

"Qin Lang...do you...hate me..."

"?"

Qin Lang glared and quickly expressed his stance:
"How is that possible! Why should I hate you?"

"Because...because I am obviously a strange person. I am a strange woman who gets excited when she sees the person she likes being intimate with other women..."

"..."

"...In the end, I still...I kept saying you were a pervert or something..."

"..."

"...I know...it's normal for you to hate me like this...I...I understand..."

As Nan Lingyue spoke, he really started to cry, accompanied by muffled sobs and sobs, and the big tears soaked his sleeves and hair almost in the blink of an eye.

And Qin Lang had to be shocked again.

This saint…

There are really many...

"Okay, don't cry."

Qin Lang walked over and helped Nan Lingyue up:

"Dignified saint, the maid is still inside. She's crying and crying. Lift her face, let me take a look."

"don't want…"

Nan Lingyue stood up, still holding one arm across her eyes, and at the same time almost covering most of her small face:
"I haven't finished crying yet, it's so ugly..."

"No, do you know what [pear blossoms bring rain]?"

Qin Lang guarantees:
"To be honest, I really like girls crying."

"..."

When Nan Lingyue heard this, he quickly wiped his eyes with his hands and stared at Qin Lang with his red eyes:

"I take back what I just said, it seems you are more perverted."

"Well, actually each other."

"You...woo..."

"No, no, no, I'm just kidding."

Before the Saint had another attack, Qin Lang asked directly:
"So did you just say that you have someone you like?"

"..."

It's bad, it seems like I spilled the beans.

Nan Lingyue's heart was beating loudly, but the saint was not a delicate little daughter after all. Since the matter had come to this, it was already embarrassing enough today, so let's just talk about it.

"Yes."

She nodded, her face red, but when she raised her face and looked at Qin Lang, there was more stubbornness in her eyes:

"I have someone I like. His name is Qin Lang. He is a young hero, a talented man, and a pervert. He is a womanizer and has many women around him, including my master. But there is no way, I just like her, you have What’s your opinion?”

"No."

Qin Lang smiled:
"Actually, I also have someone I like. Her name is Nan Lingyue."

"Eh…?"

"She is a saint from the Tianhe Sect. She is very beautiful, very cute, and very brave. I used to think she was a responsible girl, but now I know that she is a pervert...well...just like me."

After finishing speaking, before a certain saint girl could react, Qin Lang hugged Nan Lingyue's light waist and gave her back the kiss he gave her when he left Jingzhou.

"..."

"..."

What's more pity is that among Qin Lang's first kisses with many women, this one was probably the only one where he didn't have a chance to savor the aftertaste.

Because not long after their lips parted, there was a loud noise in the sky in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, two bamboo forest guards ran over in a hurry.

"Saint! Something bad is happening!"

"What's the matter?"

"Someone breaks into the sect!"

"what?!"

Not only Nan Lingyue, but Qin Lang was also confused.

This is the Tianhe Sect, one of the three major sects in Jianghu. Not to mention that it is difficult for people to discover the sect. Even if it is discovered, besides Wuliang Mountain and Zenzhen Temple, who else would dare to break into the sect?

Hiss, that’s not right.

However, Qin Lang quickly thought of something else.

In Jianghu, it is unlikely that someone will break into Tianhe Sect, but what if the person who comes is not from Jianghu?

Sure enough, the guard immediately said again:
"It's the sect leader's side! She...she got into a fight with a woman in red who seemed to be named Yu Yu!"

Qin Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't tell whether it was worry or joy.

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