Frank and strict

Zhuo Lan came out after playing the arena, and turned around to find that Yang Juan was still holding his mobile phone, and didn't turn on the lamp to read, so he got up and walked towards him in surprise, "Why? Don't you want to read?"

Yang Juan raised his head in a hurry, before he could put his phone away, Zhuo Lan could see the text message editing interface at a glance.

Only then did the latter look surprised, "You want to send a text message to Langxing to explain the fake photos?"

Yang Juan groaned, admitting it.

"Let's not say that you can't show the real photo, will the other party believe you?" Zhuo Lan touched his chin to analyze the pros and cons for him, "In this case, it is actually the best choice for you to default to the photo .At least the person in the photo is a girl, you are not even the right gender."

Unable to refute the other party's words, Yang Juan fell into silence.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Lan hissed softly again, "But the risk of doing this is relatively high. The other party is very likely to break up with you immediately after seeing the photo."

"So..." he finally concluded, "Let's explain first."

In this way, under his encouragement and urging, Yang Juan sent a text message to He Lang.

Zhuo Lan didn't even play the game anymore, moved a chair and sat beside him, staring at his mobile phone with concern.

However, more than ten minutes later, Yang Juan's still did not receive any reply text messages.

He looked a little restless, the broken hair on his forehead was limp and drooping, and he exuded a breath from the inside out.

Even Zhuo Lan couldn't bear to look at his appearance, "Maybe he was taking a bath, I didn't see it."

Yang Juan nodded, with an unconcealable disappointment still on his face.

Infected by his emotions, Zhuo Lan became more and more anxious as he watched the time go by and there was still no movement on the phone.

Finally, he slapped the table decisively and stood up, "Don't wait, just call!"

Yang Juan looked at him blankly.

"You don't need to talk. After the call is connected, you will hang up immediately." Without further ado, Zhuo Lan picked up the mobile phone on the table neatly and stuffed it into his arms, "Call, call now."

Facing Zhuo Lan's scorching gaze, Yang Juan nervously dialed He Lang's number.

It wasn't him who answered the phone, at first the other party mistook him for someone else, Yang Juan breathed lightly, he didn't say anything, but he didn't hang up either.

Until he heard the sound of He Lang coming to answer the phone, his breathing finally became uncontrollable, and he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Zhuo Lan next to him.

Zhuo Lan silently mouthed to him, signaling him to hang up the phone.

Yang Juan took the phone away from his ear, and when he was about to hang up, He Lang's familiar voice came out from the phone, with a bit of urgency and uncertainty: "Little sheep?"

His hand was suspended in the air, and for some reason, he suddenly felt reluctant to press it down.

"Is it the lamb?" He Lang asked again, not sure if the person on the other end of the phone was still listening.

Yang Juan's index finger resting on the back of the fuselage curled up slightly against the phone, blinking his eyes very slowly.

Although he really wanted to answer the other party, he knew that he couldn't.

In the next second, Yang Juan suppressed the emotion in his eyes, and hung up the phone resolutely.

When he raised his head, Zhuo Lan was staring at him in shock,

"I thought you wanted to respond out loud." The other party patted his chest exaggeratedly, "Scare me..."

Yang Juan did not tell him the truth, but replied softly: "How is it possible..."

He held his phone and waited for a while, and He Lang's text message came back.

The other party didn't say a word about the photo, and asked him to go to the game and YY first.

Yang Juan turned on the computer to log in to his account, Zhuo Lan still sat aside and did not leave, and took the initiative to analyze for him: "Maybe he directly asked you to go to Yuelao for a divorce, or maybe he wanted to see your real photo."

He was silent for a while, then said: "If there is a divorce, I will cooperate."

Zhuo Lan felt that his appearance was not a good sign, as if he was a little too immersed in this online relationship.

In order to avoid exposure of their sex in the future, the breakdown of the relationship between the two will become even uglier. Obviously, it is the best choice to divorce in time to stop losses.

But as an outsider, he still didn't say this.

Rather than saying that it is difficult to speak from the perspective of a bystander, it is better to say that he cannot bear to speak.Even before thinking it through, Zhuo Lan met Yang Juan's eyes that didn't know how to hide his emotions, and said something without thinking: "Actually, it's not completely impossible."

Yang Juan's eyes obviously lit up when he saw him, but the person concerned obviously didn't know his reaction, "What can I do?"

Zhuo Lan was silent, unlocked the phone and entered Weibo, found a set of pictures and enlarged them for him to see.

A young girl with a beautiful body and a sexy body.

Yang Juan withdrew his gaze in surprise, "Don't you dislike girls?"

Zhuo Lan raised his hand to his chin, looked at him meaningfully, and explained: "This is a man..."

Yang Juan was stunned for a moment, and then came to an epiphany.

He looked away in a panic, before he could say anything, his face turned red, "I, I can't."

"Why not?" As if seriously considering the feasibility of this method, Zhuo Lan became more and more satisfied with him, "I think only you can do it."

Yang Juan shook his head like a rattle, and his tone was even more decisive: "No..."

"Is it really not possible?" Speaking of this, aside from the matter of online dating, Zhuo Lan himself was also aroused a lot of interest.

"No..." Yang Juan refused very simply.

Zhuo Lan slumped in disappointment, got up and dragged the chair and walked back, "Okay then..."

After Yang Juan went online, he entered the encrypted small room where they often spend time alone.

He Lang had been waiting for him, and when he saw this, he immediately said, "You're here? I'll be waiting for you at Lover's Slope."

Yang Juan's breathing was light and stagnant, his face was slightly gloomy, and he opened his mouth subconsciously, but he didn't say anything.

Yuelao is always on the map of Lover's Slope.

With Zhuo Lan's speculation in front, Yang Juan even gave up thinking about it, he preconceived that He Lang planned to divorce him.

He Lang on the microphone didn't get a reply for a long time, so he asked again: "Xiao Yang, can you hear me?"

Yang Juan replied in a low mood: "I'm coming here now..."

Even through the long network cable, He Lang could clearly hear from his words that his mood had reached a trough at this time.

Could it be that you have cried?He Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately became troubled about deceiving people.

Not to mention that he has no experience in this field, and he doesn't know where to start with the computer and network cable.

While Lover Po was waiting, He Lang closed the wheat and called Shao Ye.

Shao Ye was playing cards in the fourth room, and the first thing he said when he answered the phone was a sour complaint: "Didn't you want to coax your wife? Don't you still want to call and let us listen in?"

"It's a beautiful idea..." He Lang mocked, "I have something to ask you..."

Shao Ye stared at his own cards and said casually, "You ask..."

He Lang coughed lightly and said, "When your girlfriend is sad, how do you coax her?"

Shao Ye's attention was diverted from the card in an instant, and he gloated and asked, "Young Master He, is this a special trip to ask me?"

"Where is there so much nonsense?" He Lang became impatient, "I'll hang up if I don't say anything."

"Say it..." Shao Ye hurriedly stopped him, and in just a few seconds, his mind had turned several rounds.

He Lang took revenge on him in the room just now, and he hasn't found a chance to repay him, and now this opportunity has come to him.

"There are too many ways, so I'll just name two." Shao Ye raised his brows maliciously, "For example, hug her on his lap and touch her head, or put his arms around her waist and kiss her mouth—— "

The sudden busy tone in his ears interrupted his continuation, and He Lang hung up the phone right there.

Shao Ye threw away the phone and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Yang Juan rode a jujube horse to Lover's Slope, and He Lang's game character was sitting not far from Yuelao.

He didn't open the world channel, so he never found out that there are players broadcasting their situation in real time in the world.

[World] Brother and sister sitting on the bow of the boat: Grass, my relatives and friends just saw a wolf on the lover's slope. Is he going to divorce the wool roll?

[World] Avoid wanting to grow taller: How can a person get divorced?Two people need to be present at the same time【Don't ask me how I know】

[World] Silver Spaceship: News - I just saw that the wool roll is online in Chang'an.

[World] Yuanyuan is not Yuanyuan: No way, no way?How many days have you been married?

[World] Silver Spaceship: Report——I saw the roll of wool heading towards the map of Lover's Slope.

[World] There are always people who want to harm me: Although, if you suddenly find that your wife looks like this, can you resist not to divorce?

[World] Tangerine: Divorce after seeing the photos?What kind of man?

[World] Brother and sister sitting on the bow: Sister upstairs, you may not know how many couples who break up in the song every year, the proportion of them who die in sight.

[World] The Stars and the Sea: If you want me to say that the woman is not kind, she deliberately hides her appearance.

[World] Tangerine Qi: Come on, big brother, this is not a three-dimensional blind date and marriage, it's just an online dating to pass the time, what kind of parents do you need to make a special trip to report?

[World] Yuanyuan is not Yuanyuan: Does anyone follow up in real time?Where is the wool roll?

[World] Silver Spaceship: She has arrived at Lover's Slope, and Wolf Walk seems to be hanging up.

[World] A long distance: Are there any brothers and sisters who form a group to go to the front line to eat melons?Didi me.

[World] Smashed Ice: My melon lovers come here quickly!

[World] Taotao Oolong: And me and me!

[World] Slow voice: Take me!

Unaware of the excitement on World Channel, Yang Juan walked up to He Lang's character.

He didn't really want to talk, so he chose to type and chat privately.

[Friend] Wool Roll: Are you still there?

The other party did not reply him.

Yang Juan hesitated for a while, then walked to Yuelao by himself, and clicked on Yuelao to have a conversation.

The options of marriage and divorce popped up simultaneously.

Yang Juan distractedly dragged the mouse and placed it on the divorce option.

He didn't click on it deliberately, and a line of words automatically appeared above the options, reminding him that divorce requires two people to be present at the same time.

Yang Juan closed the dialogue with Yuelao.

At this time, He Lang's voice finally rang close to his ears: "Why don't you call me when you're here?"

Before Yang Juan could answer, he manipulated the game character to get up, walked to Yang Juan and stopped, and asked in a little surprise, "What are you looking at?"

Yang Juan was quiet for two seconds, and said, "Divorce seems to require two people to initiate a dialogue at the same time."

"Divorce?" He Lang caught the key words in his words, and was caught off guard. When he realized it, his voice was already on the verge of sullenness, "You want to divorce me?"

Yang Juan heard something wrong in his voice, and hesitantly said: "I—"

"Didn't the matter about the photo be explained in the text message?" He Lang took a deep breath and calmed down his ups and downs, "What do you mean by that?"

"Do you believe what I said?" Yang Juan asked uncertainly.

"I believe..." The other party answered without hesitation.

"You don't need me to show any evidence, do you believe it?" Yang Juan asked again.

"I believe..." He Lang still said the same thing.

Yang Juan was slightly distracted, "I thought—"

He just started talking, and He Lang guessed what he was talking about, and he couldn't help but rush ahead of him and said: "You think I will divorce you after seeing the photo? Divorce is a word that can be easily said by the side?"

"I'm sorry..." Yang Juan reflected on his preconceived ideas, and his heart was gradually filled with guilt.

Not only did He Lang not soften his heart because of his apology, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the emotion that had finally recovered was about to be ignited again, "I won't let you post photos, and you don't want to mention divorce again in the future."

Yang Juan agreed obediently: "Okay..."

He Lang manipulated the game characters to take a few steps in the opposite direction, creating a considerable distance from Yang Juan.

The other party's breathing could still be clearly heard in the earphones, but He Lang didn't speak for a long time.

Even though it was only through the network cable, instead of communicating face to face, Yang Juan still felt that the air in front of him suddenly stagnated and stopped flowing.

His heart also shrank slightly, no longer beating normally as usual.

This is a very strange self-perception and emotion for him.

Every minute and every second of time has become tormented.

Yang Juan took the initiative to speak in a low voice: "Are you angry?"

He Lang's voice was very deep, with restrained emotions, he answered every word: "That's right, I'm very angry now."

Yang Juan stared at the computer screen helplessly.

There was a brief silence in the earphones.

He waited and waited but couldn't wait for his next words, He Lang cursed secretly in his heart, the anger was all but wiped away, and in the end only helplessness was left.

He threw out the lead in a blunt tone: "I'm angry, so you have nothing to say to me?"

"Yes..." Yang Juan said.

"Then tell me quickly, I'm going to go offline after I finish." He Lang said with a straight face and a firm tone.

Yang Juan hesitated for a while anxiously.

He Lang urged unceremoniously: "If you don't say anything, I will really—"

"Don't go offline..." Yang Juan hurriedly asked him to stay, "I..." He was so nervous that he began to stutter, his voice sounded soft and waxy after processing, "I'll show you my photo, you Don't be angry, okay?"

The author says:

He Lang: Good.