Young man, please stay

Chapter 75: Hatred of Investing in Shares
  It was also the first time for Qin Lang to do this kind of business planning.

In fact, he is not good at this, just like he is not good at literature.

The reason why he was able to "show his talent" was because he stood on the "window" in the early years of Zhaoguan Dynasty.

……

"So, does the current situation create heroes, or does the hero create the situation..."

This question is just like the chicken that lays the egg and the chicken that lays the egg. It is an eternal problem with no objective conclusion. Everyone has different ideas.

When Qin Lang returned to his room and was mumbling to himself about this problem, a waxy voice suddenly sounded from behind him:
  "When did you become a hero?"

"Fuck!"

Qin Lang could hardly remember the last time he was violent. He turned around in panic and looked at Zhuo Beibei behind him in horror, and then at the door of his room that he had just closed tightly.

"You...where did you come from?"

"Tch~ This is nothing. It's as powerful as me. It shrinks into an inch. It comes and goes without a trace. It's as simple as drinking water~"

The little sect master patted his chest proudly and skillfully, but Qin Lang noticed something was wrong.

The small breasts you promised me... why do they seem to have grown a lot?

No, at least two laps.

When I looked again, my stomach was bulging out...

Qin Lang glanced at it and his eyelids jumped:

"What's hidden in your skirt..."

"Pillow."

Zhuo Beibei honestly lifted up her skirt and took out a big pillow as big as herself.

"Where did it come from?"

"Ling Yue."

Zhuo Beibei held the pillow and waved it in front of Qin Lang:

"Hehe, it has the scent of Lingyue on it, do you want it?"

"Not really."

Qin Lang declined, took the pillow and threw it on the bed, looking directly into Zhuo Beibei's eyes:

"Why did you bring Lingyue's pillow here?"

"Sleep tonight."

"..."

Seeing Qin Lang's face darken, the little girl's normally normal expression collapsed. She put her hands behind her back and stared at the floor with guilty eyes:
  "It's mainly about me...some choice of bed..."

"You didn't choose your bed if I didn't come? As soon as I came, you treated my room as yours? Where did you sleep before?"

"There is a stone kang in the side room..."

Zhuo Beibei muttered, then raised his little face to protest:
  "The stone bed is so hard that it can't be compared with a soft couch... Speaking of which, it's all your fault!"

"???"

"Yes! It's just because you made me sleep so comfortably yesterday! I can't go back now... now!"

"..."

Qin Lang pressed his temples and glared at Zhuo Beibei angrily:
  "You want to sleep comfortably, but do you know that if you want to sleep with me again, the hard bed won't be a stone bed."

"?"

What do you mean?
  The little sect master had great doubts in his eyes.

"my body!"

Qin Lang pointed at his neck and then at his waist:
  "When I slept this afternoon, it was okay for you to strangle me in my dream. Then you were not honest the whole time. My legs were kicking and my hands were scratching. It made me stiff when I woke up. I might as well not rest at all. .”

"That was... that was the first time!"

Zhuo Beibei's face turned red, he clenched his fists tightly and said loudly:

"All the sect leaders in the world would be dishonest if they sleep with a man for the first time!"

"..."

This guy's nonsense comes out of his mouth.

"Don't blame others for your own virtue, and apologize to all the sect leaders in the world..."

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, anyway... Anyway, I promise that I won't do it again in the future... That's not enough..."

"..."

hateful…

Why does it feel like this guy's eyes are wet and he's about to cry...

Because he has been with his senior sister for a long time, Qin Lang has never seen a woman cry since he was a child, no matter whether he is a big woman or a little woman.

Then I thought about it, it's okay for ordinary people to sleep on a stone kang, but Zhuo Beibei's small arms and legs, body bones are soft and weak, and his skin is so delicate. After sleeping on a stone kang for a long time, it may be difficult to adapt to sleeping on a wooden bed again...

"Why don't you sleep with Ling Yue? Or ask Ling Yue to find a separate room for you."

"Nonsense, they say I have chosen a bed..."

"We share the entire Ningxiang Pavilion, and only my soft bed?"

"No, I chose...yes..."

Zhuo Beibei frowned his soft eyebrows. After hesitating for a long time, he sighed with some reluctance and stared at Qin Lang:

"I chose you..."

Qin Lang was speechless: “Am I a bed?”

"Ah."

"?"

She actually nodded, but Qin Lang soon came to his senses.

When sleeping in the afternoon, Zhuo Beibei had been lying in his arms. In this way, it seemed that he was really serving as her bed.

hiss…

Can't sleep without "mom"'s arms?

This is exactly like a real little brat!

Obviously, this is another strong evidence that Zhuo Beibei's mind is getting smaller with age. Qin Lang felt his head was a little big, and he looked at the pitiful-looking little sect leader for a long time. In the end, he was too tired and really didn't want to. After struggling with such nonsense, he compromised and agreed to let her stay in his room.

"Good good!"

The master of the sect was satisfied and laughed like a little hen. Then he stood on the stool and patted Qin Lang's shoulder with dignity:

"Boy, your performance is still good. It seems that Mu Xuanli didn't teach you too badly~"

"That's because you were not recorded in the "Inner Demon Record" by my senior sister, otherwise...hehe..."

"..."

Although Qin Lang just made a casual complaint, the happy expression on Zhuo Beibei's face gradually became silent.

"Hey, boy Qin Lang..."

"Say."

After a long time, Zhuo Beibei spoke softly. Qin Lang sat at the table and started writing something without noticing the little girl's complicated expression.

"Mu...Does your senior sister hate the person in "Inner Demon Record" so deeply..."

"Probably, otherwise I wouldn't have killed them all, but I've seen them all and they are not good people."

"What about Nangong Zhuo?"

"Nangong Zhuo..."

Qin Lang stopped writing and thought for a moment:
  "She is as elusive as you, and there are very few records about Senior Sister. I don't know what kind of person she is..."

"Then you are still going to seek revenge on her? And..."

Zhuo Beibei secretly covered his butt again:

"...I have to plow her...sweep her...and so on..."

……

If Mu Xuanli hated Nangong Zhuo deeply, what about Qin Lang?

Will Qin Lang listen to her senior sister's words and become a shareholder in Nangong Zhuo's hatred?
  ……

"Although I don't know what kind of person Nangong Zhuo is, I know what kind of person my senior sister is."

Qin Lang raised his head slightly and looked out the window in the direction of Tianshan Mountain:

"I believe in her, so I believe that Nangong Zhuo should also have a reason to die."

"What if your senior sister is wrong!"

"wrong?"

Qin Lang was startled:
  "What's wrong?"

"For example...for example, the reason why she wrote Nangong Zhuo into "Inner Demon Record"...if what happened between them was actually your senior sister's fault, would you also help her?"

"..."

Qin Lang was silent. To be reasonable, he really hadn't thought about this aspect. After thinking for a while, he said:

"If Senior Sister is wrong, I will punish Senior Sister and it has nothing to do with outsiders."

"Hmph! That's easy to say! But the problem is still not solved. If your senior sister is wrong and Nangong Zhuo is actually a good person, but your senior sister is the bad guy, how do you punish her? You have to give up seeking revenge on Nangong Zhuo and go back instead. Span her?"

Perhaps it was still influenced by his mind, so the only punishment the sect leader could think of was spanking.

But Qin Lang is twenty years old. If possible, he would definitely not want to do such unfilial things again.

"Beibei, tell me, have you known Nangong Zhuo for a long time?"

"Although I don't know Nangong Zhuo, I know your senior sister."

Zhuo Beibei used similar words to counter Qin Lang:

"Your senior sister is not a perfect person. She may have done some very wrong things when she was young, and then blamed her mistakes on the people in "Inner Demon Record", such as Nangong Zhuo, wouldn't you? Is it indiscriminate?"

"It's not harmful..."

I didn't realize that the leader of the Tianhe Sect was quite principled in dealing with things. This may be one of the reasons why the senior sister and she had hurt each other, but she was not written into "Inner Demon Record".

"Anyway, one day in the future, if I really meet Nangong Zhuo, I will definitely ask about what happened between her and my senior sister before seeking revenge. Even if some things really shake me, I will still have that attitude. Even if I go back to Tianshan and spank her, I won’t let outsiders hurt her because of it.”

Qin Lang is not a saint, not to mention that there is often no real right or wrong in matters such as grievances and grievances. It is not easy for Qin Lang to speculate on what will happen in the future now.

But Zhuo Beibei didn't seem to think so.

"Just listen to your senior sister for the rest of your life! Just a little bit!"

As someone who also had a grudge against his senior sister, the sect leader quickly stuck out his tongue at Qin Lang a few times, then kicked off his shoes, took off his skirt, and jumped on the bed.

"I just had enough sleep in the afternoon and started to sleep again?"

"I want you to take care of it?"

No matter what, Qin Lang continued to write, first writing down the key props that would be used to revitalize the Ningxiang Pavilion in the future.

(End of this chapter)