Mr. Qin is always serious

Qin Jingshen looked down at Wen Lang, and there were a few faint lights dotted in the depths of his eyes.

Wen Lang's heart skipped a beat, he raised his eyes to meet Qin Jingshen's, and an unprecedented guess suddenly appeared in his heart.

——Is Mr. Qin trying to tease me?

Wen Lang thought about it carefully, and felt that it was not without reason that he was asked by so many people. Qin Jingshen was indeed too kind to him, no matter from which level it was beyond the scope of friendship and appreciation.

But it doesn't make sense either.

Qin Jingshen's attitude towards him had been like this since the beginning of the morning. Before that, they had no contact with each other, and there was no question of flirting or not.

Besides, Qin Jingshen would tell him that he was not dressed properly and showed his waist. If this is also called teasing, isn't this world a little too innocent?

Shouldn't shouldn't.

Wen Lang felt that he might be thinking too much.

The night wind blows gently around, and people walking in the distance can be faintly heard laughing.

Wen Lang touched his nose: "Then are we going to walk the dog now? We can go a little further."

Qin Jingshen hummed: "Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired." Wen Lang smiled, "The recording these days is just talking, eating, and nothing else. They still think I'm making trouble, and they won't let me go in the kitchen. It's really sad."

A smile appeared in Qin Jingshen's eyes: "It's okay, you can be with me in the future."

Wen Lang felt that this matter was reliable. After all, from the previous experience, if he stayed in the kitchen with Mr. Qin, he could steal food openly.

Wen Lang raised his head with a smile: "Okay."

Little Taotie and Demacia came over affectionately, and soon left a ring of dog hair on Wen Lang's trousers.

Wen Lang rubbed their ears with a smile, got up, and Qin Jingshen led one of them out of the community, and walked slowly along the street.

At this time, it was bustling outside, and there was a constant flow of traffic under the overpass. Many people were walking outside and walking their dogs on the road. After walking for a while, the two of them slowly went up the overpass and looked down at the railing.

"It's really lively." Wen Lang looked at, "When I first came to this city, I often went out with my brother and the others at night. Later, they were busy and I was also busy. Slowly, it never happened like that again."

Qin Jingshen raised his eyes lightly: "If you want, we can go out for a walk every night in the future."

Wen Lang smiled: "Of course that's good, but I'm still a bit busy and not free at all."

When he said this, there was a smile in his voice, obviously in a complaining tone, but inexplicably, Qin Jingshen could hear some faint intimacy from it.

Qin Jingshen stared at Wen Lang's face quietly.

Wen Lang took a step forward, and opened his hands against the wind as he did when he was on the top of the mountain in the fog: "It's better when I was a child, carefree, and I can do whatever I want."

Qin Jingshen paused: "What did you look like when you were young?"

Of course, fearless waves.

Wen Lang stroked his chin and thought.

Every day, I just run casually on the mountain in the fog, biting flowers and eating fruits. Occasionally, when Wen Rong gets angry, he will be chased all over the mountains and plains. Tigers fight, lie on the top of the mountain at night to watch the stars, and wait for the sunrise with flowers in their mouths at dawn.

Your Majesty the fluffy Taotie was also a very furry kid back then.

But of course this cannot be told to Qin Jingshen.

Wen Lang was in a bit of a dilemma. Just as he was worrying about how to draw up an outline, Demacia next to him couldn't sit still. He raised his claws and tugged at the corner of Wen Lang's clothes, and picked up his leash again.

The meaning is obvious - bored, please slip away.

Long live Demacia.

Wen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and followed the flow to take the leash from Demacia's mouth: "Demacia seems to be in a hurry, let's go down for a walk, and walk a few laps just to go home."

Qin Jingshen pursed his lips and looked at him, the disappointment in his eyes was fleeting: "Okay."

One person, one Taotie, took two fluffy dumplings for a few laps under the bridge, and when they got home, the clock on the wall stopped at ten o'clock.

Wen Lang changed into his slippers and went up to the second floor with Qin Jingshen. When he walked to the door and said good night, Qin Jingshen said faintly, "When will you leave tomorrow morning?"

"It's almost six o'clock." Wen Lang said, "I'll try to keep my voice as low as possible so that I won't make noise—"

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Qin Jingshen uttered again: "What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Wen Lang unconsciously continued: "Shrimp and corn porridge and steamed buns."

Qin Jingshen hummed: "Go to sleep."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked slowly towards the study. Wen Lang was watching his back, and suddenly he couldn't help but said, "Mr. Qin."

Qin Jingshen looked back at him, his eyes were shrouded in light, harmonious.

Wen Lang looked into his eyes, as if being controlled by someone for a moment, he raised his hand and made a heart-to-heart gesture: "Be heart-to-heart."

Qin Jingshen was obviously taken aback, and Wen Lang also came back to his senses at this time, and after realizing what he had done just now, he blushed from his face to his neck, and before the person in front of him could speak, he turned and retreated to the room and closed the door.

He leaned against the door and raised his hand to touch his face. His tentacles were hot, and he felt that this was really bad.

But what he didn't know was that the ears of the person standing outside the door had already turned red when he saw him comparing his heart.

**

Wen Lang thought about everything before going to bed, but he didn't expect that after falling asleep, he had no dreams all night, and went straight to the alarm clock.

When returning to the set, there was a traffic jam on the road, Wen Lang answered countless urging calls, and finally rushed to the set before the recording started.

At seven o'clock, the cameras were turned on in all directions.

Wen Lang went downstairs to feed Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer, and Bai Li quietly came over beside him: "Hi?"

Wen Lang didn't even raise his head: "Why do you suddenly dare to take the initiative to come here? Are you afraid that I will beat you?"

Bai Li was stunned for a moment, and said in a particularly aggrieved tone: "Didn't you say you won't beat me up?"

Poor and full of accusations.

As if Wen Lang really did something to him.

Wen Lang smiled: "What's the matter?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Bai Li lowered his head, "I just want to ask... Cough, I want to ask how you should fall in love."

Wen Lang:? ? ?

He didn't have time to think about the meaning of Bai Li's words, so he couldn't help reminding: "The camera is still on."

Bai Li didn't care: "The camera is a little far away from us. We haven't brought radio earphones. They can't hear it. Do you think it's in your own small room? Even whispering can be taken in."

As expected of a fox, society society.

Wen Lang looked at him: "But I think you may be asking the wrong person. You might as well ask Zhou Xun. I remember that he has a partner and must have experience."

Bai Li raised her head: "Don't you have it too?"

"... Where did you hear the rumor?"

"Isn't this something that everyone knows? The photo of you and Mr. Qin at the airport on Weibo has been spread all over the place. The look in which you look at Mr. Qin is not ordinary. I asked Sister Hongli, she said that you and Mr. Qin have no reason to run away."

Bai Li paused, and then said: "Sister Hongli has a particularly rich love history, and she definitely has experience."

Wen Lang thought to himself, why didn't I see it.

He was silent for a few seconds: "Nothing."

Bai Li obviously didn't believe it. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask, but before he could say anything, Wen Lang raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "If you ask me again, I will do it."

Bai Li: ...

The white-haired fox faltered for a moment, lowered his head and slipped past him.

Wen Lang didn't move, he squatted down and touched the egg yolk's ear to ponder for a while, then took out his phone from his pocket and searched for Mr. Mystery's entry, and the photo that appeared first was indeed that.

He stretched out his hand to poke it away, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that his eyes in the photo were normal.

On the contrary, Mr. Qin's eyes seemed to be a little different from usual at that time, but Wen Lang couldn't tell what was different.

He stared at the phone for a few minutes. After a while, he suddenly heard the barking of a dog outside the small building, and at the same time two or three cameramen ran out.

Looks like a new guest has arrived.

Wen Lang got up and walked over, and several people in the small building also came out, Zhou Xun glanced outside: "Who do you think is the person who came this time?"

Bai Li clasped his hands together: "It doesn't matter who it is, as long as you can cook, just pray sincerely."

Several people felt the same way, and looked out together eagerly.

However, this time they failed to get what they wanted. The person who came was Duan Jing, the top three pet bloggers on Weibo, and a big internet celebrity with over 800 million fans.

Wen Lang and him are quite familiar, and the two people's Weibo is still related to each other, the reason is very simple - this is also a monster, Songbai with a cultivation level of 310 five years.

Like Song Li, he came down from Mount Zhongnan.

Duan Jing brought a dog and a cat with him this time.

The dog is a Samoyed named Cotton, and the cat is a British Shorthair named Alan.

Zhou Xun couldn't help complaining: "Your naming technique is as good as Wen Lang's."

Wen Lang raised his eyebrows, and Duan Jing smiled: "To tell you the truth, it was Wen Lang who took it."

Several people clicked their tongues together.

Only Bai Li still remembered the business: "Can you cook?"

Duan Jing licked the cat's hand, and suddenly fell into a bewildered silence.

The few people next to him understood and fell silent.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and it is a big problem no matter when it is eaten.

Duan Jing thought for a while: "How about we find a place and go out to have a barbecue? By the way, we can also take a walk with cats and dogs. I can't cook, but I can barbecue, and... I also brought money."

The sentence added later is very important.

The proposal was therefore adopted unanimously.

There is a barbecue spot in the Longdu tourist area, not far from Xiaolou. Several people made a calculation and went directly to find a few sightseeing cars.

The barbecues here are all self-service. Of course Wen Lang was pushed aside again. He didn't feel bored, so he found a random place to sit down with Ju Baoer in his arms.

The scenery of Longdu is very good, there are shadowy mountains in the distance, and the sky is beyond the top of the mountain, with clouds floating around.

The clouds in the foggy mountains are also very beautiful.

Wen Lang looked at it, and suddenly remembered that he had thought about taking Qin Jingshen to the Wuzhong Mountain to see the sunrise and the sea of ​​clouds. Now that he couldn't see it in the Wuzhong Mountain, he could just look here.

He took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, and after a glance, he found that the effect was not bad, much clearer than when he took a selfie, and he could take it out.

Egg Yolk also ran over shaking his ears, Wen Lang found a flower to pin it to his ear, and took a few photos, the fluffy Shiba Inu smiled silly, very soft and cute.

Wen Lang couldn't help laughing, opened the WeChat message box and sent the photo to Qin Jingshen, along with an emoticon pack.

Classmate Wen was walking his dog: he came out to have a barbecue with them with egg yolk and Ju Baoer. He thought the scenery here was very good, so he took a few photos. [Image] [image]

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: [Look at the flowers on my head].gif

The author has something to say: Wen Langlang: "It's impossible for anyone to seduce someone so innocent."

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