I and Slag attack his brother HE

As soon as the question was finished, Duan Qing felt that he had no idea.

Does Jiang Hang love him?

Duan Qing himself denied it to himself.

People just want your money!

He didn't wait for Jiang Hang's answer, and left the study on his own.

At night, Duan Qing tossed Jiang Hang until very late. Jiang Hang wanted to sleep, so Duan Qing increased his strength, which made Jiang Hang such a soft-spoken person a little annoyed.

After taking a shower, Jiang Hang ran back to the bed before Duan Qing finished tidying up, checked his phone a few times, and then covered his head with the quilt and sank into the pillow.

Duan Qing hugged his waist from behind.

I didn't know what to think, so I asked again,

"Jiang Hang, do you love me?"

"..."

Jiang Hang couldn't break free from Duan Qing's hand, and it took a long time before he snorted,

"I love my husband Zhuta the most!"

Mrs. Zhu is the heroine of a manga that Jiang Hang is chasing after. She calls her "Husband, Husband" every day. Duan Qing doesn't read comics and doesn't like any cartoon characters. I can't understand why Jiang Hang faces a paper man all day long. Shout "Ah, ah, my husband is so handsome, I love you!"

He never called himself husband!

"He is your husband, so why am I you!"

"..."

Jiang Hang stopped answering, and there was a snoring sound from the quilt.

Forget it, there's no need to be jealous of a virtual character.Anyway, Jiang Hang is willing to be with me, willing to sleep in my arms, I have raised him for four years, there must be a slight difference in his heart from other people!

President Duan comforted himself in this way. He touched Jiang Hang's hairy head and gradually felt better. He picked up his mobile phone and prepared to revise the content of the meeting agenda that was delayed in the evening. The circle of friends posted——

Baby Hang: I hope to dream of my husband again tonight!

There is also a picture of a cartoon character at the bottom, and the words "Zhuta" are printed in pink.

Duan Qing: ...

Same bed, different dreams, my fucking mentality has collapsed!

The next day, Jiang Hang didn't get up until three o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw on the bedside table that there were Zhuta's latest limited edition stand cards and Baji, as well as the unopened original comic book.

"Ahhh! I'm dead, I'm dead, my husband!"

The old man immediately jumped to the other side of the bed like a young girl in spring, hugged Lipai and Baji in his arms, looked up and down, as if he had found a treasure, the corners of his mouth were about to crack into the sun.

"Oh my God, this is the platinum model in the limited edition, wow! The military uniform of the little lady looks so good!"

Jiang Hang dismantled the original painting album, kept flipping through it and sighed, not even noticing that there was a person sitting on the sofa opposite the spacious room.

Someone who was ignored: ... Cough cough.

Only then did Jiang Hang realize that Duan Qing was also in the house.

"Ah..." He looked up and saw Duan Qing sitting on the resting sofa not far away diagonally across from him. There was a thick stack of comic books on the glass coffee table, all of which were his favorite comics recently.There are some neat white papers and a computer next to it. Duan Qing is holding a pen, as if he is taking notes.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Hang curiously walked up to Duan Qing holding the signboard.

Duan Qing coughed twice in embarrassment, closed the computer, and turned over the white paper on which the words were written.

"do you like it?"

Jiang Hang looked at Duan Qing and pointed to the stand in his arms, and instantly happily lowered his head to kiss Duan Qing's face,

"I like it, I like it so much!"

"I did a little research on this anime, and I found out that the 'Suketa' you like, he seems to be with another anime character in China, that one called Hara Noritsu..."

Duan Qing can’t remember those awkward names in Japanese comics. In fact, many abbreviations such as “cp” were bought by the phone when he bought the original picture book this morning. A classmate who also likes comics in the class consulted him. He forgot the name of another character, and subconsciously wanted to turn over the upside-down paper on the table to take a look.

"Original Ming Yeli!"

Jiang Hang blinked his eyes suddenly and became excited. Duan Qing said "oh oh" twice and said that it seemed to be the name. When he turned his head, he saw Jiang Hang lying happily on the back of the sofa behind him, pointing his fingers at him. He croaked and said:

"Let me tell you, Hara Akino and Suta I can eat their CP! I have never seen such a real CP. The interaction between the two of them when they were teenagers ahhh Hara Mingzhen So pet, so pet and help wife! God, let me find it for you and have a look!"

Then, I went to read the comic book.

Duan Qing didn't quite understand what Jiang Hang said, but he could roughly understand what Jiang Hang and him mentioned should be the so-called "together". "Zhuta" and "Yuanming" also seem to be friends in the play.

"look!"

Jiang Hang turned out a black and white picture and placed it in front of Duan Qing.

Duan Qing looked over very seriously——

I saw a tall man standing with a slightly shorter boy, and the shorter man was smiling at the taller one.

"Is this what cp means?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

Jiang Hang said happily, "Look, look, Mrs. Zhu looks at Yuan Ming with gentle and doting eyes! They are really szd!"

Duan Qing really didn't see any love in Kazilan's big eyes, which are similar to people on paper, but Jiang Hang seemed to like to talk about these things, so he just sat aside and listened very seriously, and from time to time he would reflect on what he just said. Say a few words to Jiang Hang for the tutoring notes.

Jiang Hang Anli Anli, and screamed like a pig from time to time.It seems that Zhutai and Yuanming are separated by two buildings, as long as they are in the same picture and their eyes are facing each other, no matter how far away, Jiang Hang can interpret the spark of love in their eyes.

Duan Qing was afraid that what Jiang Hang said was thirsty, so he prepared warm water and porridge for him in the gap, spoonful by spoonful to cool it down.He looked at Jiang Hang with deeper and gentle eyes, but Jiang Hang's attention seemed to be only on the paper figure, and the rest did not reflect at all.

The heart is a little bit astringent.

Jiang Hang, you can even feel the feelings of the paper people through the author's brush. Why are you so unwilling to accept my feelings?

Duan Qing decided to try to change something.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, a few friends who had a good time called Duan Qing, saying that there was a project they wanted to cooperate with Duan's, and they had a dinner in Longmen Valley, and hoped that Duan Qing could attend tonight.

In the past, Duan Qing would go out to socialize alone, but tonight, he suddenly had other ideas.

"Ah Hang." Duan Qing walked behind Jiang Hang who was lying on the sofa reading comics, and put his arms around his shoulders.

"Ok?"

"Tonight... any plans?"

What other arrangements does Jiang Hang have for the evening?It's nothing more than eating snacks at home, watching anime and playing games, and then doing nothing while waiting for Duan Qing to go home and exercise.

Duan Qing took Jiang Hang's arm and pressed a kiss on his temple, "There is a banquet tonight."

"Hmm..." Jiang Hang read the comics seriously, and replied perfunctorily, "Then are you going to come back late at night?"

"I think you'll come with me."

"Uh-huh?!"

Jiang Hang threw away the comic book and looked up at Duan Qing.

"What are you crazy about!"

"I'm not crazy." Duan Qing knew it would happen, but when he thought of what Jiang Hang said last night, the pain in his heart suddenly overwhelmed his rationality. He knew that this might make Jiang Hang unhappy, but Sometimes people really can't control their emotions.

"Didn't you say that I will give you money and you will accompany me? As the president's little lover, you should go out to socialize with the benefactor once in a while."

This sentence angered Jiang Hang.

Four years ago, when Jiang Hang agreed to be Duan Qing's lover, he unilaterally proposed that he would not meet any of Duan Qing's friends, let alone accompany him on social occasions.

"Hey, just stay with me." Duan Qing saw that Jiang Hang was angry, and his hard-line attitude softened instantly. He turned around and walked to the cloakroom, and personally chose his favorite black sweater for Jiang Hang. There is a white trench coat, squatting in front of Jiang Hang, looking at him,

"Just this once, okay?"

Originally, I just wanted to take Jiang Hang out for a walk and be happy, but now it seems that Jiang Hang is really unwilling to go out.Jiang Hang got angry, and Duan Qing almost forgot his original purpose.

Jiang Hang tried his best to shake his head, then stopped suddenly, tilted his head to think twice, then changed his words all of a sudden,

"It's okay to go out."

"Ok?"

"Outside, don't say that we were in this relationship before!"

"……it is good."

Duan Qing's friends didn't expect that Duan Qing would bring someone over. Duan Qing briefly introduced Jiang Hang as his friend. Jiang Hang was not as heartless as he was at home. Everyone smiled and nodded.

Not long after Jiang Hang and the others sat down, a good-looking man came to the box. Jiang Hang had seen his name on TV. Lu Yao was the boss of an ace entertainment company.

Behind him, there was a boy who was full of milk.

The little boy didn't seem to be very old, only about sixteen or seventeen years old.He obediently followed Lu Yao's side. When Lu Yao took off his clothes, he helped him hang them on the hanger. After sitting on the chair, he also hugged Lu Yao's shoulders tightly.

"Hey, brother Lu, this time the person is not bad!"

"A young trainee in the company who wants to have a chance." Lu Yao touched the boy's chin skillfully, and said with a smile, "The family is relatively poor, so I came up with this idea."

The little boy understood the meaning of Lu Yao's words, and quickly smiled shyly at the people at the table, then bowed his head to Lu Yao and began to peel the crayfish,

"Mr. Lu, he treats me very well. I, I like Mr. Lu very much."

Lu Yao was elated, and lowered his head to kiss the boy's forehead lightly.

The boy blushed even more.

The rest laughed.

"I remember the boy that brother Lu brought last time, he was so pure, what's his name?"

"Yu Xiaohan."

"That's right, that's right, the lead singer of that very popular band. He also climbed into Brother Lu's bed for his popularity, but he's too proud. It's also thanks to Brother Lu that you liked him back then!"

"I don't like it anymore, so two days ago he wanted to get the endorsement of the new advertisement, but I didn't give it to him."

"Hahaha, call him Ao!"

……

Jiang Hang bit his chopsticks thinking about the boy.

so poor.

In order to stand out, you have to train hard in front of others, and you have to work hard to climb into bed after you.

He glanced at Duan Qing, that guy seemed completely incompatible with these dirty words, smiling and speaking English with another man who didn't like the entertainment industry, he was constantly peeling crayfish, a plate full , but didn't mean to eat, and remained motionless.

Jiang Hang especially likes to eat crayfish, but he doesn't want to peel them. Every time at home, Duan Qing prepares them for him and he only eats meat.

Thinking of the hot topics on the table, talking about the relationship between nurturing and the benefactor, it seems that as long as it is the one who is entrusted, even if the benefactor is sincerely moved by the little lover in the future, at the very beginning, the person who received the gift The giving party is always humble.

Think about Duan Qing again...

Jiang Hang suddenly felt a little comfortable in his heart. When he was happy, he picked up the chopsticks and put all the crayfish peeled by Duan Qing into his bowl.

The man who was talking to Duan Qing opened his mouth wide and pointed his gaze at Duan Qing, "Duan, that friend of yours..."

"Oh," Duan Qing saw Jiang Hang's action, his eyes were full of smiles.

He really doesn't mind Jiang Hang being more intimate.

"Duan, don't you hate other people touching your things the most?"

"It's okay, he..."

"I'm not someone else!" Before Duan Qing could speak, Jiang Hang hugged Duan Qing's plate in front of him, and then turned his empty plate in front of Duan Qing.

"I want to eat crabs."