Mr. Qin is always serious

Wen Lang didn't know what to do for a while, and froze in place stupidly.

It wasn't until Qin Jingshen knocked on the door again that he realized that he gave the latter a complicated look.

The world is so wonderful, but you have to make trouble.

His Majesty Taotie: [So angry].jpg

Qin Jingshen should have heard Wen Lang's voice going upstairs before, and knew that he was at home, so he stood outside the door and waited silently, as if he had no intention of going home.

Realizing this, Wen Lang sighed inwardly, raised his paws Xuxu towards Qin Jingshen's back, then turned around and ran back to the bedroom on the second floor, pulled his hairs and turned into a little glutton, and returned home by himself.

The two small animals nestled on the balcony basking in the sun heard the sound and immediately got up and ran over.

The egg yolk was faster, and the fluffy tail swayed into a phantom, and when he got close to Wen Lang, he just rubbed happily, and the overlord smiled and his ears folded into airplane ears.

Small animals are very cute, but a little heavy.

Wen Lang stretched out his claws to push away the egg yolk: "Dear Mr. Egg Yolk, I think you have to be clear. When you grow up, you are no longer that little puppy who only weighs three catties."

Egg Yolk tilted her head to look at him, wagging her tail.

Wen Lang turned around and walked towards the bedroom. When he reached the door, he looked back: "I will start to lose weight tomorrow, and I won't have dried meat in a short time. Don't make trouble, and don't lie on the floor and act like a baby. It's useless."

The wagging tail of the egg yolk instantly froze.

From behind, Ju Baoer walked over on catwalks, raised her head and rubbed it comfortingly.

Knowing that Qin Jingshen was still outside, Wen Lang went to the bedroom to change and hurried out to open the door.

When passing by the kitchen, I saw the dog food in the egg yolk dog paw rice bowl, and hid it in the cabinet by the way.

At the same time as it was hidden, the doorbell rang again.

Wen Lang walked over, raised his hand and opened the door.

Qin Jingshen stood outside the door, holding the fluffy little Taotie in his arms.

Wen Lang didn't know when he went to the bedroom to bring it over, but Mr. Qin, who was wearing fluffy home clothes, looked really gentle while holding the fluffy ball.

Wen Lang made a surprised look: "Mr. Qin?"

Qin Jingshen hummed lightly: "I have something to ask you."

Wen Lang invited him in, and after entering the door, Qin Jingshen bent down and put the little Taotie down, and the three furballs immediately rubbed together happily.

The two sat down on the sofa.

Qin Jingshen looked down at them and said, "Is your house so lively every day?"

Wen Lang smiled: "Ju Bao'er is okay, mainly because the egg yolk is more noisy, but it usually likes to play with stuffed rabbits by biting it, and it's quite obedient."

Egg Yolk looked back at Wen Lang with his jet-black dog eyes, still holding the pink plush rabbit in his mouth.

Wen Lang couldn't help laughing: "That's it."

Qin Jingshen's eyes softened for a moment, but his brows frowned slightly: "But I don't know why, Tuantuan doesn't seem to like these things, I bought a lot of them and I don't want to touch them."

It's not like I don't like it.

But really don't like it.

Wen Lang thought about it for a while: "This is actually quite normal. Some dogs like these gadgets, and some don't like them very much. You don't need to force them to wear them, it's fine to let it be."

"Is that so?" Qin Jingshen rubbed the little Taotie's ears, and raised his head to meet Wen Lang's eyes, "But you said last time that if you see other dogs with scarves but you don't, it will feel very inferior."

Wen Lang: "..."

Wen Lang didn't expect Qin Jingshen to remember this stalk, and felt very embarrassed, but didn't know what to say.

His Majesty Gluttonous on Weibo, this is the first time Yaosheng has tasted the taste of lack of words.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Wen Lang lowered his head, thinking what was going on.

He sneaked a glance at Qin Jingshen from the corner of his eye, who was sitting there with an elegant and upright posture.

It's a pity, Wen Lang thought, such a good-looking person has such a cold personality, it will definitely be difficult to find a partner in the future.

Gee tut.

But thinking about it carefully, in fact, looking for a partner doesn't seem to have much to do with your personality. Wen Lang thinks that he has a pretty good personality, gentle, kind and secure, and he's just been born since birth.

Wen Lang suddenly felt a little sad.

He sighed in his heart, and Qin Jingshen beside him suddenly said, "Are you free for a while?"

The voice was slightly low, with a faint elegance, which was Wen Lang's favorite voice.

Wen Lang froze for a moment, then subconsciously nodded.

Then I heard Qin Jingshen say: "Remember to go to my place that night."

Wen Lang:? ? ?

Wen Lang was about to say yes, but when he realized it, he suddenly felt that something was not right.

night?at home?go for a trip?

Doesn't this style of painting make people think a little bit?

Wen Lang: [Remarkable].jpg

As soon as he thought this way, Qin Jingshen turned his head over there, and his voice was calm: "The ones I bought for Tuantuan are not needed, you can use them for the egg yolks."

The messy thoughts in Wen Lang's mind stopped abruptly, his peach blossom eyes blinked unconsciously, and finally touched his nose in embarrassment: "Thank you, Mr. Qin."

Qin Jingshen lowered his eyes: "No need."

Silence surrounded them again.

Wen Lang then found out that Qin Jingshen was talking about evening instead of later, and thought it was a bit strange, after all, his house was just across the street, and it used to be a matter of minutes.

He hesitated for a moment: "Is Mr. Qin going to be busy in a while?"

Qin Jingshen seemed to be clear about his thoughts, and he hummed lightly when he heard the words: "Walk the dog."

Egg Yolk looked back in an instant.

Qin Jingshen glanced at it, then tilted his head and asked Wen Lang, "Do you want to go together?"

Before Wen Lang could answer, Egg Yolk over there had already reacted first, happily went to the corner and pulled the leash and toy pick over, looked at Wen Lang with wet eyes, and let out a clear cry.

The expectations are self-evident.

Wen Lang: "..."

Wen Lang thought to himself, Zai Zai, that you can really cheat your father, and with a polite smile still on the surface, he took the leash with the egg yolk in his mouth: "Okay."

One word, I don't know how many emotions are hidden.

The complexity is more intense than puberty in a young hamster.

This day's dog walk was very long, Wen Lang made a rough calculation, at least two hours.

The egg yolk was having fun, and when he went upstairs he refused to leave. Wen Lang smiled calmly, then grabbed the little animal by its ears and dragged it directly into the house.

A very typical scene of domestic violence, many students should have experienced it when they were young.

Here Wen Lang cleaned up the puppies who refused to go home, and Qin Jingshen also came out there, holding the small box of gadgets that he disliked, Wen Lang took it over and thanked again: "Thank you, Mr. Qin. "

Qin Jingshen let go of his hand: "It's okay."

Wen Lang felt that the big boss was actually quite approachable, not as cold as those tabloids said, he smiled, and was about to speak when he suddenly heard the sound of claws scratching the door behind him.

Wen Lang: "..."

Very good, it seems that the beating just now was not hard enough.

Wen Lang narrowed his eyes.

A faint smile appeared in Qin Jingshen's eyes, and he pointed to the door: "Go back first, didn't you say that it likes to tear down houses?"

Demolition, this is a big problem.

Wen Lang hugged the cardboard box: "Then I'll go back first, Mr. Qin, good night."

Qin Jingshen hummed: "Good night."

He picked up the little Taotie and entered the door first.

Looking at his back, Wen Lang inexplicably felt that Mr. Qin seemed to be in a good mood today, and his whole person seemed much softer.

He thought it must be an illusion.

**

Because in the evening, he had just plucked his hair and turned into a little glutton, so it was no problem to stay overnight, so Wen Lang didn't go back at night.

After soaking comfortably in the bathtub for half an hour, Wen Lang changed into his pajamas. His pajamas were also made of fluffy material, which looked similar to Qin Jingshen's.

in the bedroom.

Wen Lang leaned against the head of the bed, sighing in his heart. He felt that he had a good life, and he could get whatever he wanted, but he never thought that once he recognized the Lord and returned to the pre-liberation period, he would be reduced to sleeping on the carpet every day.

His Majesty Taotie was very unhappy.

After thinking about it, he took out his phone and clicked on the group chat.

【Coquettish and rippling group of friends】

Spring of His Majesty Taotie: @It's your Yazi.

Bi An didn't say anything: Fellow Taoists, come and see what happened to me, the little Taotie actually made a circle of Yazi!

Master Paixiu: I was still having an affair with me some time ago, and today I started to circle other male monsters, huh.

Bi An did not speak: Heh, man.

The spring of His Majesty Taotie: [Husky-style rage].jpg

It's your Yazi: "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect to be surrounded by Mr. Lang in my lifetime. What's wrong?"

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: Let me talk to you privately.

Wen Lang poked at Fu Tong's head.

Before he could speak, Fu Tong's message had already been sent over there first.

It's your Yazi: [Socialism, squatting, etc.].jpg

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: I have a movie song here, the opening and closing credits, can you sing it or not?

It's your Yazi: don't sing love songs.

Just like Wen Lang takes a break every time he shoots a movie, Fu Tong never sings love songs.

The reason Wen Lang actually had some eyebrows.

He heard from Zhou Yanxiu that Fu Tong was not called Fu Tong before, but changed his name later.

Fu is the surname of his sweetheart, and it is the same as the king several times.

But Wen Lang had known him for several years, and had never met his sweetheart.

Fu Tong never mentioned it.

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: It’s not a love song, I’ve seen the opening and ending credits of "Mountain and River on Earth", it’s not that kind of greasy song.

It's your Yazi: It's okay to pick it up, but you know I'm very busy, so you don't say anything?

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: Learn more about it?

It's your Yazi:...

Fu Tong wanted to scold people, Taotie ancient fierce beasts are the most capable of fighting, the value of force is really beyond him.

Just as he was about to yell at someone, he saw Bai Ze's face flashing up, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

This premonition soon became a reality.

Bai Bai Bai Ze: No matter what Lang Lang says, you have to agree, don't be angry with him.

It's your Yazi:...

All right, all right, someone pampers her, and she can't afford to provoke her.

Really, who hasn't been pampered? !

Fu Tong rolled his eyes in his heart, and told himself not to care about the underage kid.

It's your Yazi: For your face, I'll take it.

The reaction from the screen was very impetuous, and an emoticon announced that the chat was over.

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: [Kneel in peace].jpg

Fu Tong: ...

Fu Tong endured for a long time before he reluctantly withdrew Lahei's hand.

Wen Lang didn't know how Fu Tong was angry, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

He switched the job number and poked Chen Jia.

Classmate Wen is walking his dog: Director Chen.

Got a reply almost instantly.

Tangerine peel seeds without sugar: How about it, did Fu Tong agree?

Classmate Wen is walking his dog: Yes, I will give you his contact information, just contact him directly later.

Tangerine peel seeds without sugar:! ! !

Tangerine peel seeds without sugar: give me give me!

Wen Lang sent Fu Tong's WeChat and mobile phone number to him, and Chen Jia received it, and replied with a series of hahahaha, and then there was no news.

It should be to hook up with Fu Tong.

Wen Lang couldn't empathize with this, he clicked his tongue and exited the chat box. He hardly used this account at ordinary times, but just about to switch, he suddenly received a request to add a friend.

He clicked on it, and was stunned for a moment.

［Qin］Request to add you as a friend.

Verification message: Qin Jingshen.