The God Who Sleeps on the Piano

Nima, being so fierce to him, did you eat the guts of a leopard?

Anger also ignited in Cheng Lang's heart. He struggled all night, and finally persuaded himself to put down his face and ask for peace, but he dared to play tricks on him!

Toast, do not eat and drink fine!

"Stop!" He shouted loudly, chased after him, and grabbed his shoulder.

"Get out!" Lu Ansen shouted, turned around abruptly, and shook off his hand vigorously.

Cheng Lang's arm was numb from his forceful swing, and Jun's face was a little ashamed and angry.I am so weak, I have no resistance at all in front of men.It's so frustrating!He thought, if he was as strong as Lu Ansen, with his physical advantage, he would definitely beat him to the point of begging for mercy.

Telling him not to accept him as an apprentice, and letting him play tricks on him, is definitely a shame!

Lu Ansen didn't know what Cheng Lang was thinking, if he knew, he would definitely do what Cheng Lang wanted to do, over and over again.Maybe even while doing it, she would scold at the same time: Fuck, you dare to flirt with me!

Unfortunately, his heart is as clean as crystal, and he just said with a cold face: "Cheng Lang, I'm not interested in you, nor in your body."

lie!

fraud!

Cheng Lang retorted in a low voice: "Nimma, you don't want to admit it before you take off your pants? Who was it last night that suppressed me——"

Lu Ansen interrupted him with a sneer: "I thought you could see that I was scaring you last night. If I wanted to fuck you, do you think you would be able to hide?"

I can't hide from it.

But it was because he deliberately frightened him that he came to him.

He didn't fuck him last night, either because he had no interest in his body at all, or because his body longed for closeness and rationality demanded rejection, and this only showed that he was not completely bent, and he needed to make persistent efforts.

Cheng Lang firmly believes that men are the latter, so instead of going straight to the subject and causing men to resist, he chose to be devious and changed the subject: "Brother Lu, I like your bonsai. Well, it is the gorgeous and colorful azalea pot. .”

Lu Ansen bypassed him, strode back, and said, "Understood, I will send someone to your residence later."

Things were delivered without any hesitation.

Cheng Lang fell behind, slightly curling the corners of his lips.It seems that he still cares about him, but his mouth is a little stiff.Well, that's it, knife mouth, tofu heart.He has to get used to it.

While comforting himself, Cheng Lang speeded up and ran to catch up with him, nagging even more: "My 24th birthday is approaching, Brother Lu, you have to show it? I know you have money, so just give it away perfunctorily." Yes. You know what I want, right?"

Lu Ansen turned his head suddenly, with a serious face: "Azalea, I will give it to you as a birthday present."

Cheng Lang: "..."

He shouldn't be talking too much!

How can these two things be mentioned together?

How stupid of myself!

Cheng Lang was full of regrets in his heart, Lu Ansen seemed to see that he was playing tricks, his handsome face turned cold again: "Don't find any more miscellaneous reasons to approach me, Cheng Lang, don't be shameless!"

Cheng Lang's face was ugly, but he was still trying to suppress his anger: "Lu Ansen, you, are you talking too much?"

Lu Ansen sneered: "This is too much? If I say that your character is the same as your piano level, permeated with philistine, money worship, and hypocrisy, what should you do? Not only that, you entertain yourself in front of me When he's joking and showing off, he's like a cheap entertainment clown, ridiculous, pathetic, pathetic!"

"boom!"

Cheng Lang burst out in anger, and punched the man in the lower abdomen.

Lu Ansen took two steps back from his beating, clutching his lower abdomen, his handsome face wrinkled into a ball.It hurts, but he knows that Cheng Lang hurts more than him.

Cheng Lang has always known that Lu Ansen's mouth is vicious, and occasionally his words are so vitriolic that he wants someone to beat him to death.But never at this moment, every sentence strikes like a sharp knife, piercing people's hearts.

How cruel!

How can a person be so ruthless in his words and deeds?

He looked up at him, the man's face was cold, his lips moved slightly: "So, get out of here!"

Cheng Lang took a few steps back, pointed at him and laughed loudly: "Okay! Lu Ansen, I will remember what you said. Just wait!"

He clenched his fists, turned around and walked towards his villa.

crazy!It's crazy!

Going crazy in front of men early in the morning!

Cheng Lang hurried back to the villa, hurried upstairs, took off his coat in a hurry and threw it on the floor.He kicked off his shoes and lay down on the bed, filled with grievances.Why did he run to Lu Ansen like a lunatic to curry favor and beg for peace?It's obviously not his fault, why does he have to bear his many blames?

unacceptable!

Cheng Lang was so angry that his heart ached, his lungs ached, and his stomach ached, but he could only curl up on the bed pitifully, his eyes red.

Lu Ansen, Lu Ansen...

"咚咚-"

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by her mother's voice: "Mr. Cheng, it's time for breakfast. Ms. Cheng has prepared barley porridge, shredded kelp, and your favorite tofu."

Mother made breakfast?

Mother gave up beauty sleep and made him breakfast?

Cheng Lang felt his heart warm up in an instant, and his mood improved a lot.

His Miss Cheng is like a keen radar, always able to easily detect his emotional changes, and then bring him joy and warmth.So, how could he make her worry because of some unimportant people outside?

Cheng Lang got out of bed, packed his clothes, and walked out wearing wooden trays.

Outside the door, Cheng Lan stood on tiptoe the second the doorknob was turned, and gave her son a good morning kiss.

"Mr. Cheng, good morning."

The relaxed and pleasant voice is as pleasant as an oriole.

Cheng Lang replied with a smile: "Ms. Cheng, good morning, Miss Cheng has worked hard."

"It's really hard work. In order to give Mr. Cheng a hearty breakfast, look, Miss Cheng cut her hand." Cheng Lan said, stretching out her white and slender fingers.A blood-stained Band-Aid was wrapped around the index finger of his left hand.

Cheng Lang was startled, grabbed his mother's hand, and asked anxiously: "Really? So careless? Didn't you say you were not allowed to enter the kitchen? Where is Xiaoru? Why didn't you look at you?"

He asked in a voice, angry and distressed.

Cheng Lan withdrew her hand, lowered her head, blushed and said, "This matter is a secret, don't let it out."

She was a little embarrassed. A 40-year-old can still cut vegetables into his hands, which is simply ridiculous.Although she didn't cook much for many years and lived the life of a rich wife, she still feels ashamed that her living ability has dropped to such a point.She was a good player inside and out before, but now?Tsk tsk, I am really spoiled by my son.

Cheng Lan didn't know what her mother was thinking, so she took her uninjured hand downstairs, and told her carefully: "I told you, you are not allowed to cook. Miss Cheng, you have to know that ten masks can't be mended even if you stay in the kitchen for an hour. back."

Cheng Lan: "..."

Is this too exaggerated?

Cheng Lang continued to exaggerate: "Look, this hair is oily, the body is full of oily smoke, and this face feels very dry and dehydrated..."

Cheng Lan's little heart was beating wildly at what he said, and a sense of uneasiness quickly hit him.She frowned, and felt the elasticity of the skin on her lower face with her hands. She didn't know if it was a psychological reaction, but she really felt that the skin was much dry and rough.

"Really or not? I still have a date with you brother He later? What should I do? How can I go out?" Cheng Lan was flustered and couldn't help but said to herself: "No, you can go have breakfast quickly , I have to apply a mask first and do skin care." After finishing speaking, he was about to go upstairs to the bedroom.

Seeing that his mother listened to his words, Cheng Lang stepped forward to stop her, and said with a smile: "No hurry, eat first, I will put on makeup for you later, and keep you 20 years younger in an instant, and return to a minor. "

Cheng Lan was amused by his son's words, and when he heard that he was going to put on makeup for himself, he compromised in minutes.My son's makeup skills are still good, well, I can record a video of my son doing makeup on himself later, and post it on Moments. I am absolutely envious of those people.

Sun Ying held a grand birthday party last night, and those little sisters who came late complimented her in front of her face.The old goblin Sun obviously has a lot of limelight at his birthday party tomorrow, but he still wants to show off his happiness and happiness in the circle of friends.I really don't know how to be low-key!She has to show her some color, hum, if you don't hit her, you don't know that you will swell to burst.

So, Cheng Lan happily went to eat.

The mother and son had a good meal and began a pleasant process of makeup.

Speaking of which, there is a reason why Cheng Lang knows how to put on makeup.A year ago, under the arrangement of Xu Yuan, he participated in a reality show.At that time, I got gossip that there would be a small game of makeup in it.He stayed up late to make up his homework, but who would have thought that it was of no use.However, this makeup technique was practiced at that time.Over the past year, occasionally when I get up, I will also put on makeup for my mother and do my filial piety.

In ancient times, there was Zhang Chang's thrush to please his wife, and now there is Cheng Lang who made up his filial mother, which is a beautiful story.

Cheng Lang carefully put on makeup for his mother, and his skills were no worse than some makeup artists.

Cheng Lan joyfully reposted the recorded video, and added a sentence: What kind of miracles can these hands create?

Someone left a message every minute:

Wow, look at this technique, if you have a wife in the future, why not make your wife beautiful?

That's amazing, my sister Cheng, what you gave birth to is not a son, but an angel?

How can there be such a warm-hearted son!Sister Cheng, did you save the earth in your previous life?

Cheng Lang is the most filial son in history, not one of them.Sister Cheng's mother is the happiest mother in the world, not one of them.Identification is completed!

……

When Sun Ying saw this news in Moments, her face turned dark.When she saw the message that quickly flashed up below, her face smelled as bad as eating a poop.

on purpose!

Fairy Cheng did it on purpose.

Is their rivalry war starting again?

snort!However, she won't admit defeat.

Sun Ying resentfully murmured: "Little Fairy Cheng, show me! If you don't make you submissive, my old lady will take your surname!"