Young man, please stay

Chapter 65 Little Sect Master? Old lord!
  "Hey…"

"..."

"Okay, okay, I brought you lily petals and candied haws, are you still angry?"

"..."

In the room, Qin Lang stood next to the bathtub with a gentle voice, while the little girl in the bathtub had her back to him, lying on the edge of the other end of the bathtub, refusing to look back for a long time.

"I admit, I shouldn't have pushed you into the water just now..."

"..."

"The main reason is that Mrs. You is jealous and I am in a hurry..."

"..."

It seemed that nothing could be said at this time. Zhuo Beibei, the leader of the Tianhe Sect, was lying on the edge of the bathtub with his back to everyone. His back was white and thin, and his long hair was tied into a small dumpling. From a distance, he looked like an oversized star. glutinous rice balls floating on the water.

Tangyuan's little shoulders just shrugged, and occasionally he could hear the sound of sniffing. It can only be said that he was really angry at Qin Lang's behavior just now.

"Little Sect Master."

As a result, Qin Lang's tone had to be softer and softer, and finally, with the mentality of "adults don't remember the faults of villains", he apologized to her properly:
  "Sorry, I was wrong."

"o(￢_￢)o"

Zhuo Beibei's little face finally turned a little:

"What's wrong..."

"The mistake was that I didn't have a sense of reverence and did something disrespectful to the sect leader."

"anything else…"

"And...well...you shouldn't be called the little sect leader, you should be called the sect master."

"..."

This is more or less...

Zhuo Beibei turned around and looked at his little arms and legs, as well as Little Nasha and Little Nasha through the water, feeling resentful in his heart.

……

"Little Sect Master" and so on, the more I think about it, the more I think about it...

She was obviously old before, who wants to become so small? Isn't it all the fault of a certain bitch...

The result was good. The young man named Qin Lang in front of him happened to be exposing his scars with the aura of that bitch!
  Frankly speaking, which sect leader would not be sad or aggrieved by such a thing?
  ……

"Sect Master, how about we get up first? How long have you been here?"

Zhuo Beibei still agreed to Qin Lang's proposal.

Her current body is already tender, and some parts would be embarrassing if left soaked for too long...

wow-

As a result, Zhuo Beibei climbed up again by the small wooden steps, then raised his arms flatly and looked at Qin Lang intently.

"..."

"?"

Qin Lang didn't know what she was up to at first.

It wasn't until the sect leader's pink cheeks were bulging and he was getting angry again impatiently that Qin Lang suddenly realized and brought the big bath towel beside him.

The bath towel is big, but the master is very small.

Qin Lang first put a big bath towel on the little Zhuo Beibei's head, then lifted up her shoulder sockets and touched it with his own hands. Only then did he realize that the little girl's skin was so delicate and soft, and the lily petals floating on the water. Almost delicate.

No matter what her true identity was, when he thought of such a weak and petite body, she was still chopping firewood and boiling water in the woodshed, Qin Lang's movements became a little gentle subconsciously, and he gently lifted her body, which was as light as a cat. He lifted his body out of the water and placed it on a small wooden bench beside him.

"Well…"

The little girl wrapped in a bath towel was a little out of breath. She curled up her little feet on the stool and hummed twice.

Qin Lang understood, and first rubbed her hair briefly through the towel, then opened a hole to expose her little head, and then began to wipe her body carefully.

"..."

"..."

For a moment, neither of the two people spoke much in the warm and quiet room.

Zhuo Beibei, who was suddenly very well-behaved, stared at Qin Lang, who was also very gentle and serious, for a long time, and suddenly called him:
  "Qin Lang."

"Ah."

"Have you often served women in bathing before?"

"That's right. Serve my senior sister." "Senior sister...?"

Zhuo Beibei blinked in surprise:

"Then who is your master?"

"I don't have a master. My senior sister picked me up when I was young and treats me like my biological mother. But she is willing to call herself senior sister and puts filial piety first, so I naturally follow her."

cut…

It turns out that bitch also cares about age...

Quietly thinking about some unknown things, Zhuo Beibei felt inexplicably better.

……

"All right."

After a while, Qin Lang dried her body and looked around, but only found the dusty little skirt beside the bed.

"Tsk..."

Although he had personally confirmed it before, Qin Lang still couldn't help but clicked his tongue:

"You have nothing else to wear except this skirt?"

"Why do you need so many clothes?"

"Where are the bellyband and underpants?"

"unnecessary."

"..."

Seeing Qin Lang's strange eyes, Zhuo Beibei had no choice but to personally explain to Qin Lang what "unnecessary" meant.

pat~
  She jumped down from the wooden stool with her bare feet, and then ran around the house.

When he came back, he sat on the edge of the bed, put his long and slender legs together, hugged his legs with his hands, raised his feet high, and felt proud again after a long absence:

"Look~"

"Who wants to see your dirty little feet..."

"You are dirty!"

Zhuo Beibei huffed angrily, swaying his little feet and kicking Qin Lang wildly. The highest kick even hit Qin Lang's face:
  "Watch it if you want!"

"..."

There was no other way. Even though Qin Lang was not a pervert, he really didn't have the energy to quarrel with the little sect leader anymore. He bent down and took a closer look. He was startled and immediately understood what Zhuo Beibei meant.

The soles of the feet were as porcelain and jade-like, except for a little bit of beautiful pink in the middle. They were almost as delicate as without a trace of wrinkles. They were extremely clean, as if they were carved from the first snow.

That's right, those little feet that had just run around didn't get any dust on them!

If I have to use an analogy, it’s just like a little female cat Tuantuan!
  "you…"

Qin Lang rubbed his nose and ignored the sweet fragrance coming from her little feet for now:
  "Is this due to your physical condition or some magical technique?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"In other words, I don't remember. I have lived for too long. How can I remember so many dispensable things... Anyway, I am telling you that this is the case all over my body, including the three holes and seven orifices. Even if it is not Wearing clothes will not be stained by the world of mortals, taking a bath or something is just to relax and relieve fatigue, hum~ It’s awesome~”

"and many more…"

Qin Lang grasped the key point of these words:

"You said you have lived too long... May I ask, Lord Sect Master, if you will live longer this year?"

"Well…"

Zhuo Beibei ate her fingers and recalled for a while. Qin Lang slapped her little hand away. His original intention was to prevent the little girl from developing the bad habit of chewing her fingers. However, the sect leader did not appreciate it. His little face fell and he said "Ah woo" , and ate Qin Lang's finger with his backhand.

"..."

The delicate lips and smooth cloves swished on the fingertips, a little itchy.

Qin Lang rolled his eyes at her and was too lazy to pay attention. The sect leader unilaterally considered himself victorious again. After thinking happily for a long time, he finally gave Qin Lang an outrageous number about his age:

"Three hundred and twenty-one."

"What?"

"I am three hundred and twenty-one years old this year."

"..."

Qin Lang was dumbfounded. Not only was he not a young sect master, he was also a very old sect master?
  (End of this chapter)