Mr. Qin is always serious

As for Lin Xujia's border situation, from the moment Wen Lang left the basement, it was no longer something he had to consider.

People are always responsible for what they say and what they do, it's fair, don't blame anyone else.

Song Li and Shu He knew that Qin Jingshen was waiting for him outside, and after going up with Wen Lang, they said goodbye with winks, and slipped away through the door on the other side.

The two were still cowardly, Wen Lang smiled, opened the door and walked out of the building, Qin Jingshen was standing under the opposite tree waiting for him, raised his head after hearing the movement, his eyes collided with Wen Lang's in an instant.

Look at how nice this guy is.

He obviously feels very cold, but in his bones he is gentler than many people Wen Lang has met. When he stood there and looked over, his brows and eyes were deep and soft, the corners of his clothes were rattling by the wind around him, and his figure was tall and straight. , like the pines and cypresses on the top of the mountain in the fog.

Such a good person is now his.

Wen Lang's eyes bent uncontrollably, and he walked over and hugged Qin Jingshen's waist suddenly. The person caught off guard paused for a moment, then reached out and rubbed him into his arms.

The two of them were so close that Wen Lang leaned on Qin Jingshen and could clearly hear his heartbeat.

Wen Lang lowered his head and rubbed against his shoulder like a lazy cat: "Mr. Qin, are you going home?"

Qin Jingshen didn't speak, and held his hand with his lowered hands, the meaning was obvious.

Wen Lang suddenly felt that Mr. Qin's behavior was actually quite good, and that he was aloof and very interesting. At this time, if he said yes, he might be very sexy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and clasped Qin Jingshen's fingers with his backhand: "Then let's go, and then I'm going to the Golden Shadow Awards Ceremony tomorrow, Song Li and Director Chen both asked me to dress decently A little bit, speaking of which, the clothes were all prepared by the sponsors before, I don’t know if this is the case this time... Could it be that I’ve lost my temper?"

Qin Jingshen pursed his lips.

Of course, the likable classmate Wen is not angry. Mr. Qin didn't want him to wear clothes prepared by others, so he had said hello to him in advance.

It is impossible for Wen Lang not to know this, and he just took the opportunity to tease Mr. Qin, now seeing his reaction, he narrowed his eyes contentedly, and instantly changed from a lazy cat to a cunning little fox.

He looked at Qin Jingshen, and asked maliciously, "Talk to me."

Qin Jingshen's lips pursed into a line, and at the end his ears were a little red: "I've already prepared it for you."

Wen Lang touched his chin: "Couple outfit?"

Qin Jingshen lowered his eyes slightly: "Yes."

For a moment, Wen Lang felt as if he was a bully molesting people on the street, and Mr. Qin was a soft-spoken little lady, because he blushed and bowed his head in shame after a few words, which was extremely painful.

After Qin Zaizai, Miss Qin, to be honest, is amazing.

Wen Lang felt that Qin Jingshen's persona in his heart might collapse if he kept thinking about it like this, so he hurriedly threw those messy things out of his mind, but his heart was still soft, and he smiled at Qin Jingshen: "I'm very happy." Looking forward to it, let's go, let's go home and try on clothes, and you will come too."

Qin Jingshen's eyes lingered on the dimples on his cheeks, and he hummed softly, "Okay."

It was exactly twelve noon when I got home.

The wall clock on the wall chimed the time dully, Dan Yolk and Ju Baoer squatted in the hallway and shook their ears non-stop.

Knowing that Wen Lang's phantasmagoria needed to pull the hair on his body, Qin Jingshen didn't let him continue. Wen Lang also felt that it was safe to do so. After all, he was still young, so it's not good to be so bald.

Wen Lang poured cat food and dog food for the small animals, then returned to the bedroom on the second floor with Qin Jingshen smiling.

Open the door, close the door, bang.

Wen Lang slammed Qin Jingshen against the door, grabbed his tie and pulled him down, kissing him hard.

The adult cub was very vicious, and the two of them quickly tasted a bit of blood. Qin Jingshen seemed to have expected this, and didn't show any surprise. He put his hand on Wen Lang's waist lightly, and turned back after responding.

Wen Lang actually wanted to do this a long time ago, but because of cowardice, he was unable to do so.

But today is different.

From then on, there was no secret between him and Qin Jingshen. After that, they could spend countless years together, and received blessings from their family members. They did not hide this affection, and put it completely in front of everyone's eyes.

This is a very good thing.

When Wen Lang thought of this, his heart became full, and he just wanted to kiss the person in front of him fiercely, and say countless sweet words to him.

His Majesty is very reserved deep in his heart, he doesn't say much about love, and he can't do anything more extreme, but kissing is still okay.

The two leaned against the door and kissed. After an unknown period of time, the fierce kiss gradually softened, like the spring breeze and rain, bit by bit.

Qin Jingshen moved back a little bit, looked down at Wen Lang, Wen Lang just raised his eyes, and those peach blossom eyes just fell into Qin Jingshen's eyes, soft and soft, with a faint red at the end of the eyes.

After all, Qin Jingshen couldn't hold back, lowered his head and landed the kiss on that place, then slowly moved down, kissed his cheek from the end of his eyes, and finally planted a superficial kiss on his lips.

Wen Lang's eyes were squinted, and he relaxed his strength and pressed his whole body into his arms: "It's really good."

Qin Jingshen adjusted his messy clothes: "Yes."

Wen Lang just smiled: "Don't worry about it, anyway... I'm going to take it off soon."

Qin Jingshen's hand on his waist exerted a little force.

Wen Lang instantly felt his legs were a little weak, and realized the danger, he hurriedly took a step back: "Me, let's try on the clothes first."

Qin Jingshen's gaze stayed on his red ears for a few seconds, without saying anything, he went to the closet and took out the prepared clothes.

They were two suits, black and dark gray, with embroidered patterns on the cuffs when you raised your hands, similar to the one they wore when they attended the reception.

Wen Lang liked this feeling, and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad."

As he spoke, he took the dark gray suit from Qin Jingshen's hand: "Come, come, let's change together."

Wen Lang said this purely to play hooligans, never thought that Qin Jingshen took it seriously, put his hand on the tie and pulled it lightly, followed by the coat and shirt.

The buttons were pressed one by one by him, and the clavicle with clear lines was exposed under the slender fingers, slowly moving down.

Wen Lang swallowed unconsciously, staring intently.

Ten seconds later, the button of the shirt was finally unbuttoned. Qin Jingshen took it off, and the abdominal muscles were completely in Wen Lang's eyes.

Wen Lang couldn't help but went up and poked it lightly with his fingers, and felt that it felt good, so he directly stuck his palm on it.

In fact, he also has abs, but he doesn't always feel that way when looking at him, and it's different when looking at his sweetheart.

Qin Jingshen looked down at Wen Lang's hand on his abdomen, his eyes gradually sank a bit, but he didn't respond, his fingers lightly rested on his belt: "Do you want me to continue?"

Must continue!

How can we stop at this time? !

Wen Lang was very distracted, and he didn't care whether it was dangerous or not, and said in a hoarse voice, "...Come."

Qin Jingshen gave a low laugh: "Don't you want to change your clothes?"

At present, who cares about changing clothes?

At least Wen Lang didn't care.

He reached out and picked up the suit that belonged to Qin Jingshen next to him. He originally wanted to put it aside casually, but after thinking about wearing it tomorrow, he temporarily suppressed the heat in his heart, and put the two suits together in the cabinet again.

Qin Jingshen looked at him from behind, with a smile in his eyes, elegant and sexy.

After Wen Lang put away his clothes, he couldn't bear it when he looked back. He pulled the curtain and rushed over.

There is no need to say anything at this time.

Wen Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled, took out a tube of lubricant from the drawer and threw it to Qin Jingshen's hand, and kissed Qin Jingshen's lips again.

The fluffy animals downstairs are eating happily, the outside light is blocked by the curtains, and the light comes in dimly, hazy and gentle.

And they lay in the warm and soft quilt, looked at each other with full of affection, kissed countless times, and then——

Do it, it's cool.

**

After indulgence, traces all over the body are unavoidable.

So the next day, Wen Lang put on two or three layers of foundation on his neck to barely cover those marks.

The Golden Shadow Awards are scheduled to be presented at ten o'clock, and you have to be seated half an hour in advance. The little hamster came to pick up Wen Lang at nine o'clock. He was a little puzzled when he didn't see Qin Jingshen: "Mr. Lang, isn't Mr. Qin going with you?"

According to the little hamster's thinking, he just came out of the closet yesterday, if it was him right now, he would definitely wish to stay by his sweetheart's side and not go anywhere.

Wen Lang fastened his seat belt: "I didn't wake up until after eight o'clock. He was no longer at home at that time. Maybe he went to the company?"

Shu He puffed his cheeks: "Don't the company go to work at nine o'clock?"

Song Li coughed from behind: "Every child is a family, why are there so many problems?"

The little hamster was aggrieved and stopped talking, and Wen Lang didn't care too much. He took out his phone with a smile, opened the sticky note and started typing.

Song Li leaned over from behind and took a look: "What are you writing?"

After finishing speaking, I saw the title on the note - "Love Letter to Mr. Qin".

Song Li: "..."

The manager suddenly had an ominous premonition: "What are you writing this for?"

"I'll post on Weibo later." Wen Lang said calmly, "Although I'm out of the closet, the draft that blackmailed me was basically slapped in the face, but the last one that looked like a bank card Things haven’t been said yet, but it’s actually a love letter from Mr. Qin.”

Song Li narrowed his eyes: "Why do I feel that you don't want to clarify, but want to feed me dog food?"

"You guessed it right." Wen Lang smiled, "I've lived for almost 200 years, and finally got a boyfriend, so of course I have to show it off."

Song Li, who has lived for more than 1000 years and is still a single dog: "...I am very angry when you say that."

But there is nothing to do if you return to your qi.

After all, the boss is out of the closet now, no one will say anything after posting these, and he doesn't need to worry about this and that as before.

Although still very angry, special gas, super gas, gas into a puffer fish.

Wen Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, bowed his head and continued to write the notes. He started writing yesterday after waking up in bed with Qin Jingshen. After half an afternoon, it was only a little short of the end.

He quickly wrote the ending and posted it on the Weibo release box, and then began to illustrate. The picture was taken by Wen Lang a long time ago. The person who never used filters for selfies even specially used a very literary filter for it. It looks like It's very gentle.

Song Li glanced at it, and found that the love letter was actually written in the names of the two of them, and there was nothing explicit about it, so he was slightly relieved.

Wen Lang smiled and inserted the picture, then read the article again from the beginning to the end, only after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he clicked publish with confidence.

A message box indicating successful posting will appear soon on the Weibo page.

Song Li clicked on Weibo to repost the post, and after reposting it, he habitually clicked on Wen Lang's original Weibo to read. As soon as he clicked in, he saw a popular comment in the comment area, and the person who posted this Weibo was Wen Lang.

@文郎: In addition, I must circle my single dog manager Mr. @一树桐木的黎明, long live single, I will not accompany you.

Song Li: "..."

Don't say anything.

Please sign the resignation letter.

Ah.

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The author has something to say: Song Li: "Oh, I want to resign."

Little hamster (comforting): "Just get used to it, don't be afraid."

Song Li: "..."

In fact, you didn't comfort me like this.

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