Young man, please stay

Chapter 323 Two Ways of a Woman Crying

(Sorry! For reasons that everyone knows these past two days! I was controlled by the monkey! Woo woo woo)
(To be precise, I was controlled by the cloud, because I couldn't hit it with my big head, so I watched the live broadcast for several days. I am guilty!)

Third Senior Sister is very observant of people.

Especially when looking at my junior brother.

Junior brother had been so "pure and indifferent" these past two days, and Zhuo Beibei had smelled an unusual scent from Qin Lang one night before, so now that he had revealed the truth, Qin Lang felt a little embarrassed.

"Jin'er... ahem... she's young after all..."

"Hum~"

Zhuo Beibei covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes curved like a little fox:

"Is it because she is young, or... you are not good enough? Junior-brother~?"

"..."

Qin Lang ignored the ridicule and continued reading the "Manzhou Chronicle" in his hand calmly:
"You know best whether it works or not, so don't use these useless provocations in front of me."

"Strike General?"

Zhuo Beibei spread Qin Lang's legs, folded them, and sat cross-legged, saying in a serious tone:

"Honestly, Junior Brother, you don't really think you have... made me obedient, do you?"

"Have you forgotten about crying on the dual cultivation platform in Tianhe Sect?"

"Nangong Zhuo was not right at that time. Do you think she cried because of you?"

"if not…"

"Hehe, let me tell you~"

Zhuo Beibei smiled complacently and stretched out a finger:

"First of all, Nangong Zhuo cried at that time because he simply felt that he was bullied by a mere junior brother like you. He felt very aggrieved, but he couldn't find anyone to confide in. He couldn't confide in you at that time, right? So he felt even more aggrieved, and of course he cried."

"Oh--"

Qin Lang pretended to be surprised:

"So this was your mentality at the time..."

"It's Nangong Zhuo! Not me!"

"You are Nangong Zhuo."

“It was Nangong Zhuo at that time!”

The little girl blushed unconsciously, and her puffed cheeks and round, watery eyes seemed to be warning Qin Lang that if he said anything else, she would make a scene.

Qin Lang was naturally tactful and rubbed Zhuo Beibei's small chest to comfort her:
"Okay, okay... Got it, just keep talking..."

"Humph!"

Zhuo Beibei continued to extend his second finger:
"Second, and most importantly, you don't think that if a girl cries after being bullied by you, you are powerful, right?"

"..."

Qin Lang didn't say anything, but a small question mark still emerged in his mind.

Isn’t it…?
"Tsk, you really don't understand after seeing this, right?"

Zhuo Beibei shook his little head:

"Women do cry during that kind of thing, but there are two ways of crying! One is that you are too reckless or too delicate, and they cry in pain. The other is that they can't help but shed tears because they feel so comfortable... So, Qin boy, have you ever thought that if Nangong Zhuo was made to cry by you at that time, would he only cry because of pain?"

Qin Lang certainly hadn't thought about this question. He just narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhuo Beibei:
"I do not know."

"But I know~"

Zhuo Beibei chuckled again:

"So I'll tell you the truth. When Nangong Zhuo was made to cry by you, it was actually just because you were so lousy and hurt her. Humph~ You still brag so shamelessly and think you're so capable. You're so self-righteous~"

"..."

Qin Lang's eyebrows twitched, and he continued reading without paying attention to her.

Zhuo Beibei looked at him from the side, holding her face with a playful look on her face:

"Oh, you are so calm, are you really convinced by Gu Jin?"

"..." To be honest, I didn't care at all that Zhuo Beibei's words were fake.

So Qin Lang raised his eyes and looked into Zhuo Beibei's calm expression and harmless big eyes for a while, but he couldn't help but put down the book:
"What do you mean?"

"That's just the surface meaning."

Zhuo Beibei curled her lips, then fell on Qin Lang's chest, closed her eyes, and pulled up the quilt:

"Well, if it's not possible, then it's not possible. There are so many men in the world, and I guess there should be many who can't do it. You can read the book slowly. Anyway, I'm going to sleep~"

"No ..."

What a sleep, Qin Lang pulled her up and looked straight into her eyes:

"You just really don't accept it?"

"No."

Zhuo Beibei tilted her head, very innocent:
"Why are you so anxious? Didn't you say you won't be provoked?"

"Are you really a provocateur..."

"I don't know. Anyway, I'm telling the truth. Whether I'm provoking you or not is up to you to guess."

Zhuo Beibei said this and fell down again, deliberately muttering in a louder voice:
"Alas~ Gu Jin is such an honest girl, not pretending at all... Unlike me, I should at least hum twice and give someone some face, instead of making someone lie on the bed and have to read the books of sages~ Tsk tsk..."

"..."

Tolerable or unbearable.

This woman was mocking him openly and secretly, saying "he was not good enough". Qin Lang knew that she was trying to provoke him, but he still couldn't stand it anymore. He simply held her armpits with both hands and lifted her up.

"Ouch! You..."

The little girl kicked her legs in the air angrily, but then she blinked and suddenly revealed a pitiful look of fear:

"I am your senior sister, little junior brother, what are you doing?"

"think."

At this point, there was no point in talking about senior sister or not. He had been talking about this little thing all night. To put it bluntly, he was just trying to seduce Qin Lang. Qin Lang knew it, but he had to admit that the seduction was very successful. He immediately threw the books piled beside the pillow under the bed, and with a "rustle", he tore off the only little skirt she was wearing.

"You little junior brother! How dare you be rude to me, Senior Sister? I… Huh?? Uh——!"

Qin Lang was too lazy to continue flirting with her and simply used Qin Xiaolang to cover her mouth.

Originally, Jin'er had made him a bit "Buddhist" these days, but as the saying goes, you can't save face without making steamed buns. Qin Lang now felt like he was made of iron, and it was the kind that was just made and red.

"Today I will let you cry..."

"?"

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you, but I just want you to cry enough."

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As for whether Zhuo Beibei cried that night, naturally no one knew afterwards.

But when Su Yinping accidentally ran into Zhuo Beibei the next day, she couldn't help but ask with strange concern:
"Third Senior Sister, are you...are you okay?"

"Ah...what?"

"Your eyes are so swollen... Did Qin Lang bully you?"

"Hmph... Hmph! How dare he bully me! This... This was accidentally knocked over by me..."

"Knocked up?"

These words also confused Su Yinping at the time:

"Where did you hit to make your eyes swollen?"

"Oh, don't worry about it. Anyway... Anyway, I'm not being bullied..."

"Oh…"

"Hey wait! Yinping, do you have any ointment or something to reduce swelling at home? Bring me some..."

……

(End of this chapter)