Young man, please stay

Chapter 80 Twin Ponytails

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Qin Lang was forced to stay in bed early in the morning and tell a story to an old witch who was over three hundred years old. After finally finishing Lu Bu's story, he finally got up.

"Where's the salt tea?"

"It has been soaked for a long time. The temperature is just right."

After someone started acting coquettishly and cheating, now every day when he got up, Qin Lang not only washed himself, but also had to serve the little sect leader.

"Open your mouth."

"Ah--"

Compared with the willow branches, the bone toothbrush that comes standard in the room is considered a luxury item.

The specially made bristles were soft, dense and elastic. Qin Lang took out the tooth powder made of rosin and poria cocos from the small wooden cup, put it on the toothbrush, and carefully helped the sect leader brush his teeth.

"They say that my physique doesn't require these things... If you don't believe me, just listen..."

"Don't talk while you're brushing your teeth."

Physical fitness is one thing, hygiene is another.

Just like a newly bought spittoon, no matter how clean it is, no one will use it for eating.

"Okay, it's up to you whether you want to work or play. I'm going out."

……

Ever since Zhuo Beibei and Nan Lingyue recognized each other, Zhuo Beibei has changed from an ordinary handyman to a free handyman.

In fact, she didn't work much at ordinary times. She was basically adopted by Ningxiang Pavilion at will. Anyway, the girls from the Hehuan sect in the pavilion were also taken in by the Tianhe Sect, which was considered a tradition.

Now that everyone saw that the Saintess had such a good relationship with her, and there were rumors that she was already Mr. Qin's woman, the hall naturally became more relaxed towards her.

Nan Lingyue also followed the master's wishes and did not expose Zhuo Beibei's identity, which was good.

……

"Wait a moment."

"what."

"My hair hasn't been combed yet."

"..."

Qin Lang crossed his arms and looked down at Zhuo Beibei's long, shiny black hair with a frown:

"Isn't it true that you've gone too far? You treat me like a servant, right?"

"You don't like it, don't you? Okay, very good."

The little sect master was a brat, and he raised his legs in an arrogant manner, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Go to Ling Yue to borrow something."

"What can I borrow?"

"Her embroidered shoes and stockings were borrowed from you and needed urgently tonight."

"..."

"By the way, by the way, because of my inheritance, the saint's physique is similar to mine. Her body is clean and fragrant, which seems to be very convenient for some people's preferences..."

"..."

Hard again.

Qin Lang's fist became a little harder again.

But it was only hard for a moment, which was okay. After all, combing your hair was not a big deal.

What's more, if you are combing the hair of a 300-year-old veteran, you might feel honored to do it for other people.

"Sit aside."

"Hum~"

As expected of the sect master, Zhuo Beibei was proud of his victory. He ran to the high stool in front of the dressing table and sat on his little shoes, his two white calves swaying leisurely.

"What kind of hair do you want to comb..."

"It's the kind of spiritual power~"

Twin ponytails...

Qin Lang gently stroked Zhuo Beibei's silky hair, tugged it a little, then tugged it again, and then...

"Hiss... Qin Lang, you want to be beaten!"

"What do you know? I'm testing the toughness of your hair. The twin ponytails need to be pulled repeatedly, otherwise they will loosen easily."

……

In fact, Qin Lang did have some knowledge about hair, no doubt because of the existence of Mu Xuanli, a woman from Tianshan Mountain. In terms of the number of hair styles alone, Qin Lang had combed his senior sister's hair in no less than ten different ways, and the number of times was even more difficult to remember. Anyway, starting from the age of about seven or eight, Qin Lang had to comb his senior sister's hair every morning and evening and before and after bathing.

However, Qin Lang had relatively few exposure to hairstyles like ponytails.

Because this hairstyle doesn't really match the senior sister's mature and graceful figure.

The ponytail represents the unique youthful vitality of a girl, lively and full of vitality.

And a beauty like Senior Sister is like a juicy and overripe honey fruit in midsummer. The sweet juice easily leaks out with every slightest move. Once she becomes lively like a girl, every branch of her body will tremble and tremble. It can draw away the soul of a man.

Qin Lang once tried to give his senior sister a very girly twin tail, but it turned out to be very unsuitable.

Specifically speaking, why it is not suitable, that is... it is too difficult for Qin Lang to handle.

Imagine a mature and beautiful wife. At the request of her lover, she shamelessly puts on her daughter's young clothes. However, the thin clothes cannot completely cover up her plump body, especially those tight ones. Where, with just a slight movement...

In short, if you comb your senior sister's double ponytails, you will be filled with the same sense of shame of "pretending to be cute", which will make Qin Lang unable to control himself.

A single ponytail is almost the same.

In the final analysis, the ponytail hairstyle is indeed most suitable for girls and younger women.

……

"Okay, let's take a look."

Zhuo Beibei sat obediently on the stool. After a long time, Qin Lang combed her two double ponytails and put a small ball-like bun at the base of the ponytail.

"..."

Zhuo Beibei looked at himself in the mirror and was speechless for a moment.

Qin Lang was happy when he saw it. He finally had the opportunity to imitate her hateful look, smiled and came close to her face, and looked at the mirror with her:

"What's wrong? Master, do you want to say that you are cute, but are you embarrassed?"

"..."

Zhuo Beibei's face turned red and he lowered his head slightly:
  "No...no..."

"hey-hey."

Qin Lang was so happy that he poked her soft cheek:
  "Then why is it so hot in here?"

"I...I'm hot...can't do it..."

"Really?"

"..."

Zhuo Beibei's little face was already the same color as her favorite candied haws, and her eyes were staring at her two little hands that were clenched on the hem of her skirt, and she kept clenching them.

When Qin Lang saw that she was acting like this, he stopped teasing her, otherwise he would feel like some weirdo.

"Okay, raise your head, the sect leader is number one in the world, isn't it normal to be cuter than ordinary people? Beautiful hair is just the icing on the cake."

Zhuo Beibei raised his red face and said:
  "You...are you complimenting me..."

"Compliments also need to be based on facts, otherwise it is deception."

Qin Lang smiled, bent down slightly, and looked at her in the mirror with her:
  "Look, I am indeed complimenting the sect master, but I am not deceiving the sect master, am I?"

"..."

Zhuo Beibei stared at the cute little girl with twin tails in the mirror. He stared at it blankly for a while, and then for some reason, but couldn't help but glance at Qin Lang who was next to him in the mirror from time to time.

"?"

Qin Lang chuckled softly and touched her little head:

"Look at me for what?"

"Who...who looked at you..."

Zhuo Beibei muttered, jumped off the stool and walked out of the room.

"Where are you going?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

The sect leader jumped up and down, swaying his beautiful new hairstyle, and went to show off to Nan Lingyue, who also had twin ponytails.

It's just that the master entered the east courtyard with the front foot, and the apprentice entered the west courtyard from the Ningxiang Pavilion in front with the rear foot.

"Qin Lang, Qin Lang——"

She hurriedly arrived at the door of Qin Lang's room and opened the door directly.

"Huh? Lingyue? What's wrong?"

"It's about "Feng Qiu Huang"."

Just as Qin Lang was changing his clothes, Nan Lingyue covered her little nose, looked away from his naked upper body, and said anxiously:
  "Wen Xue said that something seems to have happened to the storyteller. You should go and have a look."

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(First update, ongoing tenosynovitis...)
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