Teacher Meng wanted to hit someone after hearing this

Jiang Lang suddenly became nervous, put the water glass on the table beside him, and asked, "What?"

"Last night," Meng Yuan said, "caused you to have a fever."

...This, what a terrible line.Why does it sound like he got a fever because Meng Yuan did that thing?

It was obvious that he was Gong, and besides kissing with Meng Yuan last night, nothing happened at all.

Speaking of this, he was so depressed that he wanted to hit someone.

Last night, obviously the mood and the atmosphere were already in place, and it was just a matter of finishing the job. As a result, he just got his hands into Meng Yuan's pajama pants when he was ruthlessly kicked out of the room by the other party.

He heard that the sound of water in Meng Yuan's bedroom hadn't stopped, obviously the other party also felt it, so why didn't he do it? !

His clothes were already wet with water, and the water dripped down Jiang Lang's clothes onto the floor. Warm air was blowing from the air conditioner in the living room, and he sneezed without hesitation.

Jiang Lang didn't think about anything else. In his thoughts all the time, since he likes them, he should hang out together, and they can get together and part ways in the end.Besides, he is confident that Meng Yuan is no better than his previous girlfriends. What he has never done before, is now done because of Meng Yuan. He has already taken a taboo step, and long-term love may not be impossible.

Meng Yuan suddenly stretched out a dry hand to put on his forehead, Jiang Lang had no time to react, the other party withdrew his hand again, and said, "The fever is quite serious, should you go to the hospital?"

Jiang Lang didn't answer, took Meng Yuan's hand, looked him in the eyes and said, "Meng Yuan, what are you running away from?"

"You told Lin Yuanshu at the beginning, don't run away when things happen, that won't solve the problem. He also told me this sentence later. So I tell you, I like you. What about you, I don't believe you treat me If you don’t feel it, then reject me decisively.”

Meng Yuan withdrew his hand, unwilling to look at Jiang Lang: "Go to the hospital."

"Answer me," Jiang Langhe stood up from the bed, put his arms on the wardrobe, wrapped Meng Yuan in his arms, sprayed warm breath into the other's ear, and said every word, "Otherwise I'll just stay here." on you."

Embarrassed, Meng Yuan pushed Jiang Lang away: "Your brain is burning."

Jiang Lang smiled lightly, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife: "I'm serious, A Yuan."

Meng Yuan didn't know how to explain it to Jiang Lang, a rich young man who regarded feelings as clothes, anyone would say a nice promise.I'm serious, just a few simple words, and I will say it again when we break up at the end, you don't really take it seriously, do you?

What can he say.

So he didn't take Jiang Lang's feelings into consideration from the very beginning, he regretted his gaffe last night, it was a subconscious exposure, he likes Jiang Lang.

·

The matter was still settled in the end, it was indeed impossible for Jiang Lang to force Meng Yuan, but he chose to change his schedule.Once he has some free time, he no longer chooses to stay in the studio, looking at Meng Yuan from a distance through the screen like a pervert, but chooses to go home directly.Meng Yuan was bewildered by his momentum of not giving up when he failed.Most of the time, he was forced to hide in the room and read a book all day long, and when he came out to drink, he was worried and cautious, for fear of bumping into the other party.

Time soon came to January, and the exam that Meng Yuan had studied for for two months arrived.Jiang Lang wasn't worried about him, it wasn't blind bragging, just the other party's reviewing energy every day, so there was absolutely no doubt that he would pass.

That morning, Meng Yuan got up at six o'clock as usual, but when he opened the door, he saw a familiar figure standing in the dining room.Meng Yuan's first reaction was to quickly close the door, reflexively avoiding Jiang Lang.As a result, two seconds later, there was a knock on his door, and Jiang Lang said from the other side of the door, "Come out for breakfast."

Meng Yuan knew that the other party must have seen him just now, so he had no choice but to open the door, and asked as naturally as possible: "... What did you do?"

Jiang Lang smiled and helped Meng Yuan close the door: "The hotel booked it. If it was really done by me, I'm afraid it will affect your performance in the exam later."

Meng Yuan had no choice but to laugh along with it symbolically.

Jiang Lang said again: "But I promised that I will cook for you myself. Now... I guess you don't want to teach me. I have already found another chef. When you triumph at noon today, I will give you a taste of mine. A skill that has been practiced in the sky."

Hearing that, Meng Yuan felt very sorry for Jiang Lang. No matter what, he would not accept someone like Jiang Lang. Whether he was stubborn or prejudiced, he didn't believe Jiang Lang's so-called sincerity from the bottom of his heart.He also said the words of refusal, and he couldn't be brave enough to move out of the house first, he could only wait a year later, when Jiang Lang moved out, maybe the relationship would fade over time, and the two of them could be friends.

No, we can't be friends.

The development of Langyu Studio has also been unexpectedly smooth for the time being. Although Jiang Lang is well-known in the circle of the rich second generation, he actually has quite a status in the domestic painting circle, far from being underestimated by him.The people in Jianglang are talented and have good appearance, which is completely in line with the current trend of entertainment.So once the reputation is established, many local people in City Z will come here admiringly, and the studio will come and go every day, and the threshold will almost be broken, not to mention the orders received online.Fortunately, the girl from the Ministry of Human Resources that Ms. Yang Yuelin arranged for him is very reliable, and she is very good at recruiting and screening talents.Jiang Lang was able to catch his breath occasionally and devote his attention to Meng Yuan.He was vaguely aware that Meng Yuan seemed to have a firm attitude, but in fact his behavior was vacillating.

He always has to be a little patient.

·

half year later.

"What?! You're not going home!!" Zhang Wuyi's voice exploded in the narrow corridor, and there seemed to be an echo.

Jiang Lang walked in front of him, and couldn't help frowning. Why does a businessman who is planning a strategy outside always act very... indescribable?

"That's not what you said to me on the phone yesterday, I've already..."

Jiang Lang turned around and taunted him: "I know you will tell Jiang Qing again. I said Zhang Wuyi, in order to please my sister, I don't know how many times he betrayed me, won't your conscience hurt? I won't play tricks on you again, You really forgot who your father is. Believe it or not, I told her all the shit about you growing up?"

Zhang Wuyi suddenly climbed up the stairs in two steps at a time, rushed to Jiang Lang, patted him on the shoulder with a strange expression, and said triumphantly, "Of course I don't have a conscience. But how do you arrange your life? I'm you now." Brother-in-law."

Jiang Lang patted his hand away, with a contemptuous expression: "Come on, with your virtue, I'll go back tomorrow and slander Her Lady Queen, and I don't think I'll cut you down as a commoner."

Zhang Wuyi said: "Then if you don't go home, where are you going? Don't tell me you still live here, so why don't you ask me to help you move?"

Jiang Lang deliberately picked a day when Meng Yuan went to work: "Of course I don't live here, I'll move downstairs."

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