Young man, please stay

Chapter 331 Candied Haws

Dangdangdang——

"Ma'am, wake up."

"Well…"

There was a movement on the fragrant bed, and the mature and beautiful figure turned over lazily:
"Who is it...hateful..."

"Madam, it's been a long time, don't you practice martial arts..."

"Today...I won't practice today..."

"why?"

"Humph... it's all his fault... damn..."

"..."

After a brief silence.

boom!
Without any hesitation because of Su Yinping's mumbling in her sleep, the one who immediately and decisively kicked open the door of the princess's boudoir was Miss Jin with an indifferent look on her face.

Looking at the whole world, there are not many people who dare to kick the princess' door, but Miss Jin is definitely an exception.

tread…

Maybe she was really too tired last night, Su Yinping did not wake up because of the sound of kicking the door, but just turned over and continued to sleep.

The morning light outlined the princess's graceful figure. The gourd-like curve extended from her shoulders, sank low at her waist, and rose high at her chest, so graceful and alluring.

"..."

Gu Jin stared at Su Yinping's breasts for a while, then finally narrowed his sharp eyes and confirmed one thing.

It has indeed grown bigger...

Just think about it, is it reasonable for a mature woman who has long passed the puberty period to suddenly have a small round of fat around her breasts?
There must be a reason for unreasonableness, and there is no doubt that the culprit is a scumbag.

Gu Jin thought about it, looked down again, first made a small circle on his own little moon with his hands, and then made a big circle on the princess's big moon with his hands.

"..."

It doesn’t matter if you don’t gesture, but once you gesture, you always feel that the nameless anger in your heart grows a little bit stronger.

God knows how many times some people have fooled around with her, and to what extent, to develop such a person...

In Miss Jin's opinion, this is not a question of butt size.

She is a young girl, not an old woman like someone else, so why does she need such a big butt?
For Miss Jin, this mainly involves the share of her boyfriend's use! It is a question of dignity!
"Well…"

The princess on the bed fell into a deep sleep. Mao'er twisted her body and hummed again:

"Qin Lang, stop...it's going to swell up..."

"..."

A certain girl finally couldn't bear it anymore, and raised her palm high, and then with a crisp "snap" sound, she scared away a pair of birds that were grooming each other in the yard.

"Jin'er! What are you...doing so early in the morning?"

"Madam overslept. She deserves to be beaten."

"I...I haven't slept in for a long time, can't you let me..."

"No."

"..."

Gu Jin used a dagger to pick up a pair of black stockings hanging on the chair and threw it to her coldly:

"Please get up quickly, Madam. Some people haven't even had breakfast yet and have been waiting for you at the martial arts arena for a long time."

"ah…?"

Su Yinping finally woke up a little:

"Why isn't he eating?"

A vein on Gu Jin's forehead jumped:
"They all said that they were waiting for the lady..."

"Ugh…"

Su Yinping sighed softly, her brows furrowed, but her eyes were gentle:
"What a fool..."

"..."

The veins on Gu Jin's forehead throbbed even more violently.

Why does it feel like this person is showing off?

But what are you showing off in front of me? Who is not my girlfriend?

Doesn't this person think she is a big wife? Haha!
"Please get up soon, ma'am."

"Hey hey hey! I know, I know..."

Seeing Gu Jin raising his hand again, Su Yinping also woke up completely, but she just moved it twice and then stopped.

Miss Jin turned the dagger in her hand, raised her chin, and raised her eyebrows coldly:
"What happened again..."

"This...this..."

Su Yinping blinked her almond-shaped eyes somewhat guiltily, and rubbed the black pantyhose in her hand for a while, then turned away a little with a blushing face:

"…This…it has a lot of holes in it…it can't be worn anymore…"

"..."

Snapped--!
The second crisp sound finally came from the princess's room.

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In the following days, there was some minor unrest in the capital.

The commotion was caused by a rumor. After all, the capital city is under the feet of the goddess, and sometimes the rumors are quite credible, so it is hard not to pay attention.

The reason why it was a "small" disturbance was that the content of the rumor involved the border area, so the people in the capital, which was far away facing the East China Sea, were not panicked. Specifically, it can be summarized in four words.

[It's time to fight]

Generally speaking, this kind of information would not be easily spread before it is confirmed and announced by the court.

But no matter what, some troop movements on the border are not completely secretive, and the capital is where high-ranking officials of the court gather. If it is not something particularly confidential, it is inevitable that the news will spread.

The news that was circulating this time, "A war is about to break out," was about the southwestern border of Yizhou.

When Qin Lang heard the news, he naturally knew what was going on.

It is obvious that the baby empress finally decided to take advantage of this opportunity to give the southwestern foreign countries a good beating.

As for the North...

The fact that there are no related rumors in the capital shows that the confidentiality level of this matter is very high, which also indirectly confirms that the problems in the north are more serious.

……

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

These days when rumors were spreading in the capital, Qin Lang was a little uneasy.

But of course it wasn't because of the rumors.

……

"Are you okay?"

"Wait a little longer~"

"..."

Zhuo Beibei has gone in and out of bed many times tonight, changing her pillow and drinking water.

It is at times like these that the benefit of Third Senior Sister’s dust-free feet can be best demonstrated, as she does not need to frequently put on and take off shoes when going up and down.

Now she was clacking her feet again, going somewhere without knowing what she was doing. Qin Lang looked at her pale back helplessly, and yawned impatiently:

"Hurry up."

"Okay, okay, now we can tell the story."

Zhuo Beibei finally came back, holding a wooden plate with five strings of round, bright red candied haws on it, which made Qin Lang's eyelids twitch:
"You're already asleep, why are you eating this?"

"Hmm, what do you think?"

I'm just a junior brother, but I'm in trouble.

Zhuo Beibei stretched out Qin Lang's arms and legs, put the "chair" in a comfortable position, sat in it, picked up a candied haws and ate it while urging:
"Tell me quickly, where did we leave off yesterday? What happened after Lin Xiaodong was discovered by his mother?"

"After that...after that is...the battle with Madam White Bone..."

"?"

What is Madam White Bone? Qin Lang was talking nonsense again. He often does this recently. Zhuo Beibei pulled Qin Xiaolang with some dissatisfaction:

"Qin Lang, why are you always so uneasy lately?"

"It's not that I'm restless, it's that I can't sit still, it's just... I'm very anxious."

"No hurries?"

"Leave the kid alone."

"Tsk, I know it even without you telling me."

Zhuo Beibei ate a candied haws, wiped the sugar stains on Qin Lang's rosy lips, and patted her chest confidently:
"I'm just waiting for a reply from Lingyue and that guy."

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment:
"how do you know?"

"What is there that I don't know?"

As the former leader and founder of the Tianhe Sect, it is very easy for him to have at least some basic knowledge of the news around his junior brother.

"Don't worry, if that Bai Qingqing isn't bragging, based on the speed of the horses in her house, it will take at most twenty days for the letter to be delivered back."

"Twenty days..."

"You think it's too slow? The last time the immortal disaster hit Yangzhou, a lot of official roads were destroyed, and the sentries on the road to the border have been tightened recently. Twenty days is considered fast... But think about it, what will happen in another twenty days?"

"What day?"

Qin Lang calculated with his fingers:
"Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"If I receive their reply letters during the Mid-Autumn Festival, wouldn't it be a different experience to read them?"

"..."

Taste? I'm afraid it will only make me miss you more.

But then again, Qin Lang touched the sheets and blankets under him, feeling somewhat confused:

"It's already been two months since the Dragon Boat Festival. It goes by so fast..."

"Stop being sentimental and start telling your story."

"Oh, last time we talked about Ah Lin..."

"and many more!"

"Tsk, can you be honest, what are you doing?"

"I need to pee."