Frank and strict

He Lang knew more or less about Liao Changan's little tricks in private.

He dragged up the chat history, glanced at the content of her chat with Yang Juan casually, but didn't read all of it.

[Nearby] Wolf Walk: Liao Changan, can you stop bothering me?

[Nearby] Xueluo Chang'an: I'm not bothering you, the person I'm looking for is her.

【Nearby】Wolf Walk: What's the Difference?If you bother her, you'll bother me.

[Nearby] Xueluo Chang'an: I've said it long ago, unless you tell me yourself that you don't like women now, you like men, otherwise I won't give up.

[Nearby] Wolf Walk: You will never wait for me to say this in your life.

[Nearby] Xueluo Chang'an: That means I still have a chance [hee hee]

What Liao Changan was waiting for was his words. She released the mount from her backpack and said goodbye to He Lang with a smile before leaving.

[Nearby] Xueluo Chang'an: Then I'll go first, Brother Lang goodbye.

He Lang didn't bother typing to reply her.

He put his earphones back on, and called Yang Juan on the microphone: "Little sheep..."

For some reason, Yang Juan didn't respond for a long time.

He Lang yelled twice again: "Little sheep? Little sheep?"

Staring at the conversation between the two, Yang Juan regained his composure, and replied in a daze, "I'm..."

"Why are you in a daze?" He Lang asked.

"It's nothing..." Yang Juan was vague, but his voice sounded obviously absent-minded.

"Xiaoyang..." He Lang paused, his voice rose jokingly, "You're jealous..."

Yang Juan quickly explained: "I didn't..."

He Lang's expression changed slightly, and his tone gradually became dangerous: "Aren't you jealous?"

Yang Juan, who was usually socially slow, now had a vague understanding, "If you mean mood..." He confessed honestly, "I'm really a little unhappy."

The cloud suddenly turned clear on He Lang's face, "Don't worry, Xiao Yang, I've known her for so many years, if I could like her, I would have liked her long ago, and I won't wait until today."

Yang Juan said, "Okay..."

"Next time she comes here again, just ignore it." He Lang told him.

Yang Juan said, "Okay..."

He Lang's eyes fell on the game screen, "Fishing—"

Yang Juan spoke at the same time as him: "You—"

Both of them stopped, and He Lang laughed lowly, "What do you want to say?"

Yang Juan stared at the computer screen, pursing his lips thoughtfully.

Although he knew it was meaningless to ask such a question, it was not of much use to him.But for some reason, he still cared a little about the topic Xueluo Changan brought up.

He thought so, and asked directly: "The thing you just mentioned about liking men is—"

"Homosexuality..." He Lang took the initiative to answer, "Have you seen Xiao Yang?"

"I've seen..." Yang Juan hesitated for a moment, but chose to tell the truth, "I have a roommate who is..."

"Yang Liusier?" He Lang was slightly surprised.

"It's not him..." Yang Juan hastily clarified, "It's my other roommates."

He Lang raised his eyebrows disinterestedly.

Yang Juan spoke slowly: "What do you think about homosexuality?"

"What do you think?" He Langhui was wrong, and assured him firmly, "Don't worry, baby, I will never like a man in my life."

"Really?" Yang Juan murmured subconsciously, feeling somewhat depressed for no reason.

His voice was too low for He Lang to hear clearly, "What?"

Yang Juan's voice became louder, and his mood had returned to normal: "It's nothing..."

He Lang didn't doubt that he was there, so he naturally changed the subject and said, "Did you catch a fish?"

Yang Juan's attention was taken away by his words, and then he remembered that before the other party left, he still had to complete the fishing task.

He was a little embarrassed and said: "I didn't catch..."

He Lang laughed when he heard this, "It was agreed in advance, if you don't catch it, you will be punished."

Yang Juan said, "Okay..."

He manipulated the game characters to stand up from the water's edge, and turned to face He Lang's characters, "What punishment?"

He Lang wanted to say that he should be punished for sending a photo to himself.

However, when the words came to his lips, he was unwilling to do so again.

He hoped that the other party would take the initiative to propose to post photos, not just to fulfill his request.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that from the moment he got to know Yang Juan, the other party has always been in a passive position.

He Lang was suddenly a little upset.

"Then punish the lamb to take the initiative once." He said unhurriedly.

"Active what?" Yang Juan hesitated.

"Anything is fine..." There was a hint of expectation in He Lang's voice.

Yang Juan didn't say anything more.

He Lang waited for a while, feeling a little disappointed in his heart, but he didn't show it, "You—"

As if he was finally mentally prepared, Yang Juan suddenly whispered something.

He Lang's voice stopped abruptly, and the earphones fell silent without warning.

Yang Juan unconsciously pressed his fingers on the keyboard, and held his breath lightly.

After a few seconds, the other party spoke slowly, with an uncontrollable smile in his tone: "Xiao Yang, your voice is too low, I couldn't hear you clearly."

Yang Juan blushed in an instant, "You have obviously heard it."

"Okay, I heard it." He Lang sounded a little regretful, and then lowered his voice to coax, "Can't you call again?"

The strength of Yang Juan's fingers pulling the keycap increased, his mouth opened and closed, and then opened again, his voice was dry and tight, and he called out against a familiar face: "Husband."

The corners of He Lang's mouth were already curled up, joy spread from the tip of his eyebrows to the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a slightly abrupt crisp sound from the earphones.

He held back his smile a little, and asked suspiciously, "What voice?"

Yang Juan's tone was shy and annoyed, and it was rare to hear obvious emotional ups and downs: "...the keycap on the keyboard fell off."

What broken keyboard? "The ambiguous atmosphere dissipated in an instant, He Lang showed displeasure, and vented his anger on his keyboard without hesitation, "The quality is so poor? "

When Yang Juan heard this, his face was already blushing, he pursed his lips and did not answer.

Without further ado, He Lang bought him a new one online.

When placing the order, he thought that there might be a lot of things to be delivered in the future, so he simply set Yang Juan's address as the usual delivery address.

After buying the keyboard, seeing that it was almost time to go to bed, the two said good night to each other, and then went offline separately.

Yang Juan spent some time looking for the fallen keycap under the desk, sat up when he found it, and He Lang had already left.

He opened the game's system menu and was about to log out of the game, but the system reminded him that someone had mailed him something.

Yang Juan closed the menu, opened the mail with a confused expression, and immediately remitted a sum of money into his backpack, and the mailer's id is good enough to hug you.

Thinking of He Lang's bet with the other party that night, Yang Juan opened his backpack and counted the other party's pocket money for a month.

After counting, he opened his eyes wide.

Be good and hug you and send him a whole million gold.

Suspecting that there was a problem with the system, he reopened the email.

This time, he not only saw the clear amount in the email, but also saw the message written by the other party below, with a reluctant tone——

You can't blame me for breaking my promise, 100 million is already the highest limit in the game.If you have more than a dozen trumpets, I can also transfer them to you in batches.

Yang Juan opened the friend list, searched for the other party's ID and sent a friend request.

Be good and hug you when you are not online.

Yang Juan decided to return the other party's pocket money after going online the next day.

Unexpectedly, in the next two days, Be A Little Hug You didn't go online again.

Yang Juan told He Lang about the other party's money transfer, and the latter didn't object to him returning the money.

He received a new keyboard from He Lang, and sent back a t-shirt that he could wear in summer.

Yang Juan also has a T-shirt with the same pattern.

After the clothes were mailed out, he realized that He Lang was not at school during the summer vacation, so he couldn't get the courier.

Not wanting the other party to make an extra trip, Yang Juan didn't have the nerve to bring up the matter of sending clothes to He Lang.

He Lang took him to do missions every night to see the scenery, and occasionally called people from the gang to download dungeons.

On the third day, He Lang had to go on a long trip, so he couldn't play games for several days.When the other party was away, after Yang Juan went online, he became less interested in playing games, except that he would hug you when he was a little better, or his account was temporarily confiscated by Zhuo Lan to double-open the dungeon.

It was also at this time that a new 818 related to Yang Juan appeared on Shengge's forum.