Young man, please stay

Chapter 349 Two
In Mu Xuanli's reply to Qin Lang, he was actually just expressing his inner feelings and thoughts.

By the way, he scolded Zhuo Beibei and asked if Su Yupan and others were safe.

Also find out how many times Qin Lang plays with them every night, and other miscellaneous things.

Indeed, Qin Lang would definitely not answer questions like the last one. First of all, there was no need to reply specially, as that would be endless. Secondly, even if they met in the future, Qin Lang would not be able to answer her boring questions.

The large number of similar questions was the main reason why Mu Xuanli's letter filled an entire stack of paper.

In comparison, Nan Lingyue's reply was much simpler.

Of course, the reply was written before the outbreak of the war in the southwest, so the letter did not mention the war. These simple three pages should have been filled with the leisurely joys and sorrows of a girl, but in fact, when Qin Lang saw Nan Lingyue's letter, he felt sick.

On the first page, the three words "I miss you" were written repeatedly, filling the entire page.

On the second page, the three words "I like you" were written repeatedly, filling the entire page.

However, the beautiful small characters on the first page gradually became... messy and wild on the second page, and the font even changed from the dignified regular script to cursive script.

On the third page, the two words "Qin Lang" were written entirely in cursive script.

"..."

Qin Lang found it a little hard to imagine Nan Lingyue's state when she wrote back. He could only say that the little vixen was worthy of being a little vixen. She would sometimes even go crazy when she was being a vixen.

"What are you grinning about..."

"?!"

Just as he was reading the letter intently, he heard a faint voice behind him. Qin Lang turned around and saw Su Yinping standing behind him in a thin plain dress.

"Hey hey!"

Qin Lang slapped his thigh and immediately went over with a worried look on his face. He took the princess's hand and began to touch it lovingly:

"It's already autumn, and it's so cold today, why are you still wearing so little, baby?"

"Who's your baby?"

Su Yinping muttered to herself, then suddenly narrowed her eyes in suspicion:
"The surname Qin..."

"?"

Qin Lang's heart skipped a beat. The two of them had been together for such a long time, and they had developed a lot of tacit understanding with each other.

For example, now Su Yinping, and Miss Jin who was influenced by Su Yinping, whenever the name starts with "surname Qin", it is most likely that what follows is not a good thing, or at least it is something that needs to be vigilant.

So Qin Lang stopped laughing and looked at Su Yinping obediently:
"What's wrong baby?"

"..."

Su Yinping looked straight at her boyfriend:
"You didn't mistake me for my sister, so you just called me baby..."

"How can it be!"

Qin Lang firmly denied that the first principle of dating twins is that you must never confuse the two.

"Baby, look at your outfit and your temperament, how could I not tell them apart?"

"Oh, that is, even though my eyes are looking at one, my heart is always thinking about the other..."

"Absolutely not!"

"Then why did you suddenly call me baby?"

"This is... uh... I've thought about it carefully."

Qin Lang's righteous words:
"I feel that the word 'baby' doesn't have to be exclusive to someone. It's just a name that sounds intimate. To me, Yinping, you, Yupan, Jin'er, and Beibei are all the closest people to me. In other words, actually..."

"We are all your babies, right?"

Su Yinping looked at Qin Lang with a smile.

"Uh... yes... that's the truth..."

"Scumbag."

"cough…"

"..."

Seeing that he was a little embarrassed, Miss Su was too lazy to argue with him and stopped dwelling on it.

"Humph…"

She snorted lightly, glanced at Qin Lang, and then glanced at him.

The first glance was at his exaggerated and pretentious pig-headed behavior, and the second glance was at his big pig's hoof sliding back and forth on the back of his hand.

……

In fact, Su Yinping was also quite curious. She didn't quite understand why Qin Lang always liked to touch her and other women.

If it's at night, or when you're about to do that, it's normal to touch it.

But after a while, Su Yinping discovered that, apart from these times, Qin Lang still loved to touch them...

Of course, they were all his women, and Su Yinping herself was not unwilling, she was just simply curious why.

However, this question only popped up in Su Yinping's mind for a moment, because she realized that when he usually touched her like this, she was also quite... um... how to say it...

It's... quite useful...

This benefit is naturally not physical, but psychological. Just like the name "baby" that Qin Lang mentioned earlier, it actually helps to continuously enhance the feeling of intimacy between people in love.

However, in order to prevent the big pig's hoof from getting too far and getting carried away, Su Yinping still had to give him a beating every time. ...

"What are you doing…"

"It's cold."

"It's cold, why are you touching my hand..."

"You're not wearing much, I'm just trying to warm you up."

"Oh, you're not wearing much, are you warming your hands?"

"?"

Qin Lang was stunned, and immediately became excited:
"Roger that!"

Su Yinping was also stunned:
"What did you receive?"

"The princess wants me to warm her body, so I will do it without hesitation. Come on, baby, let's go into the house..."

"Pooh!"

He didn't know if it was because the women around him were becoming more and more familiar with each other physically and mentally, but Qin Lang always felt that they seemed to like spitting at him more and more, and he loved the charm they exuded every time they spit at him more and more.

This is exactly what Qin Lang wanted. It would be interesting if the other party showed some resistance before he made any move. It would be too boring if the other party just accepted everything.

"I'm wearing thin clothes because I was practicing swordplay just now. Didn't you see that I'm sweating all over my head..."

Su Yinping raised the knife in her hand, sat down on a stone bench, and gently pressed down Qin Lang's hand that was wiping her sweat, her almond-shaped eyes softened:

"Qin Lang, have you been okay these days?"

"I?"

Qin Lang nodded:
"Great."

"What's good is good."

Su Yinping gave her a glare:
"How many days have you not come to practice swordplay?"

"This..."

Qin Lang's eyes showed apology:

"I'm sorry Yinping, it's not that I don't want to accompany you, but I just can't get up in the morning these days."

"..."

If you can’t get up, isn’t that the problem?

And said it was good...

Su Yinping pursed her rosy lips and said softly:
"Since Third Senior Sister left, you haven't been sleeping well at night, right?"

"Eh…"

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, and then his heart felt warm.

I didn't expect that the princess could see through me.

In fact, Qin Lang himself was also slow, and not only the princess, but other women were the same.

He should have noticed earlier that during this period, the girls did not disturb him at night, which actually reflected their delicate thoughts from the side.

"It's not that I couldn't sleep well, it's just that Beibei left this time... Well, although her fighting ability is probably unmatched in the world today, theoretically I should be 100% confident about her, but no matter what, she is going to the battlefield, I..."

"I understand."

Su Yinping leaned into Qin Lang's arms, raised her pretty face and said seriously:
"We are all sisters. We are not without worries about this kind of thing. It's just that she sticks to you the most every day. Of course, it's harder for you to let go than for us. It's just that this kind of thing... outsiders really can't persuade her. There are very limited things they can do. But Qin Lang, I am your woman, so no matter what, I still advise you not to think too much. Third Sister is not an ordinary veteran. No matter how much trouble the southwestern foreign countries make this time, it will definitely not be as good as her finger."

"Well, Yinping, thank you."

……

Faced with such an understanding lady named Su, Qin Lang also felt a spontaneous sense of relief: "With a daughter like this, what else could a husband ask for?"

As for Su Yinping's words "there are only so many things you can do", Qin Lang actually hasn't fully understood them.

Until that evening.

……

"Silver...silver bottle? What...is this...?"

"Oh, don't say anything! Anyway... I've tried my best. I'm not as young and petite as Third Senior Sister... Twin ponytails don't suit me at all... Third Senior Sister's skirt is also very tight..."

"..."

That night, when Qin Lang saw the red-faced princess dressed as Zhuo Beibei appear on his bed, he felt speechless and didn't want to say anything. He simply stretched out his hands and hugged her, followed by a kiss as hot as fire.

"Wait...wait a minute..."

It was not until the princess' eyes were misty from the kiss and her body was soft and warm, and Qin Lang was about to start, that she finally suppressed her embarrassment and hummed softly in Qin Lang's ear:
"Take out the candied haws first..."

"?"

“Two…”

"???"

(End of this chapter)