Frank and strict

Yang Juan in his sleep seemed to notice something, his eyes rolled under his eyelids, and he seemed to wake up soon.He Lang quickly withdrew his hands, adjusted his expression and sat beside him without moving.

Yang Juan suddenly vacated his head and slumped in the seat. He woke up instantly, propped his hands on the sofa seat, got up and sat down, and looked at He Lang in front of him blankly, "Have you arrived yet?"

He Lang raised the paper bag containing the gift in Yang's hand, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "You have crushed my things."

Yang Juan rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I fell asleep."

Without saying anything else, He Lang got out of the car, turned around and glanced at Yang Juan who was still sitting inside, "Wait here, or come with me?"

Yang Juan looked at the unfamiliar parking lot, he didn't know where he was, and he didn't know what He Lang was going to do.But he still said politely: "I'll wait for you here."

He Lang didn't speak, raised his hand and closed the back door, turned around and walked towards the elevator with his bag in his hand.Not far away, he stopped hesitantly and looked back at the place where he parked.

The window facing him did not come down, and Yang Juan sat in the car without making any movement.He couldn't help but walked back again, opened the rear door, bent down and said to Yang Juan who was inside: "Come out, I can't lock the car if you sit inside."

Yang Juan got out of the car as he said, looked up and saw the security room not far away, turned around and said to He Lang, "Then I'll wait for you in the security room."

He Lang walked past him with the car keys in hand, without looking back, he said, "Follow me."

Yang Juan was stunned, and after realizing it, he quickly raised his heel and followed him up.

The two took the elevator to the box upstairs.There were about ten people in the box, some were singing, some were playing billiards next door, and the rest were drinking around the bar.

He Lang pushed the door and went in, Yang Juan closed the door behind him.The group of people in front of the bar got up and surrounded him, He Lang conveniently threw the gift to the fourth child, and asked the fourth child to hand it over to the birthday star, and he was surrounded by those people and pushed towards the bar.

Not paying attention to what those people were saying in his ear, he turned his head and looked behind him, only to see that Yang Juan was still standing there, as if he didn't know where to go.He pushed aside the people surrounding him, turned around and waved to Yang Juan, "Come here."

Yang Juan hesitated for a second, raised his foot and walked over.

It was only then that those people noticed that he had brought friends, and they immediately embraced Yang Juan's shoulders without any notice, and pushed Yang Juan forward in a chattering manner.But He Lang frowned, and involuntarily slapped the hand on Yang Juan's shoulder.

These people are used to hooking their shoulders and backs, and when one hand is clapped, a new hand will be put on it.He Lang felt a little annoyed for no reason, so he simply dragged Yang Juan to his side, raised his arms and hugged him.

Yang Juan's back was slightly tensed, and he couldn't help breathing lightly, trying to avoid collision and friction between his back and He Lang's chest.

But until he sat down on the sofa, He Lang didn't let go of his arms around his shoulders.Yang Juan gradually began to feel a little uncomfortable, worried that the other party would notice his abnormality, he tried to move his shoulders, trying to get out from under He Lang's arms.

He Lang, who was talking to others, noticed that although the emotion on his face was not obvious, the hand on his shoulder not only did not loosen, but tightened a little bit, even with Yang Juan's straight back, It stuck tightly to his chest.

The breath and temperature belonging to He Lang immediately swept towards him, and Yang Juan's ears were red and hot from the smoke.Fortunately, the light in the box was not too bright, which properly covered the changes in his ears.

Someone handed wine to He Lang from Yang Juan's side. He Lang held Yang Juan with one hand and did not move. His body leaned towards Yang Juan, and the other hand walked around Yang Juan's body to catch the wine in the opponent's hand. wine glass.

As the distance gradually narrowed, He Lang's profile brushed past Yang Juan's face, and the breaths of the two intertwined for a moment.The moment he caught the wine glass, He Lang turned his face towards him abruptly, and said in a low voice of dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? Others can touch your shoulder but I can't? See for yourself, how many people here have not hooked Shoulder over back."

At the same time as the words fell to the ground, He Lang also sat up straight with the wine glass in his hand.He didn't drink, but put the wine glass on the table in front of him.

Trying to ignore the warm touch of his lips spraying on his face when the other party spoke just now, Yang Juan raised his head with a slightly hot face and looked around.The group of boys around He Lang are indeed all in twos and threes with their shoulders hooked, their postures are intimate and casual.

He and He Lang sat among them, not only did not appear to be out of place, on the contrary, they looked more like normal friends with a good relationship.

Only then did he realize that he was too caring and sensitive, and worried that the other party would see that he was different from ordinary people's emotions, so Yang Juan didn't move anymore, letting He Lang put his arms around his shoulders, and sat quietly beside the other party.

The person who handed the wine to He Lang poured the wine for Yang Juan again, out of the most basic politeness, he stretched out his hands to take it.When his fingers barely touched the body of the wine glass, He Lang blocked it for him, "He doesn't drink."

The boy who poured the wine asked, "How about Coke or milk?"

Yang Juan quickly answered, "Coke."

He Lang said at the same time as him: "Milk."

The boy looked at them in confusion, "Coke or milk?"

The two spoke together again.

Yang Juan said, "Milk."

He Lang said, "Coke."

The latter looked down at Yang Juan with a dark face, resisting the annoyance and urge to pinch his face, "What do you want to drink?"

Yang Juan blinked slowly, then opened his mouth and replied, "Thank you, milk."

The boy went to the bar and poured him a glass of milk.

Holding the cup in both hands, Yang Juan lowered his head and drank the milk intently.During the period, the birthday birthday star ran over from the next door and said a few words to He Lang.Not forgetting to send Yang Juan back to school before six o'clock, He Lang checked the time and asked the fourth child to go next door and call Shao Ye over.

After the fourth child left, he found that Yang Juan was still drinking the milk. He couldn't help but reached out and took the cup away from the other party, bent down and put it back on the table, reminding him with a frown, "You don't need to drink all of it."

Yang Juan let out an oh, and then burped a little.

The thick and mellow milk scent immediately spread in the air, He Lang's eyes slightly lowered, and he followed the sweet and mellow milk smell to look at his mouth.Unsurprisingly, there was a rather obvious white milk stain around his mouth.

The scent of milk from the tip of his nose has not completely dissipated, making him a little uneasy. He Lang's eyes fell on his soft lips that were slightly moistened by milk, and he suddenly wanted to taste the taste of milk.

As soon as this thought appeared, it was immediately suppressed by him.Thinking that the milk stain on Yang Juan's mouth was causing the trouble, he stretched out his hand to the other people with a blank expression, "Give me a tissue."

Someone got up and took out a tissue and handed it to him.He Lang originally wanted to throw the tissue to Yang Juan and tell him to wipe it himself, but a word slipped to his lips, and he touched Yang Juan's gently pursed lips from the corner of his eye, and the soft touch of Yang Juan's face and waist appeared in his mind , he ordered uncontrollably: "Turn your face around."

Yang Juan turned his face to him without knowing why.

He Lang lowered his head and pressed the tissue to the corner of his mouth, and wiped it all the way along the corner of his mouth, with a hint of distaste in his tone: "I don't wipe my mouth after drinking milk, if it gets on my clothes when the time comes, take it Go back and wash it and give it back to me."

As for Yang Juan, he could no longer concentrate on listening to He Lang's words, he just sat there blankly, not daring to vent his breath.

Originally, he only planned to wipe it perfunctorily, but when he actually touched Yang Juan's lips through the tissue, He Lang showed a serious expression that he didn't even notice.

He carefully wiped along the line of Yang Juan's lips, and after wiping off the milk stains, he put a tissue on Yang Juan's lips, and slowly wiped against his lips.

It was clear that the force in his hands had unconsciously relaxed a lot, but Yang Juan's lips were still slightly deformed under the pressure of his fingertips, and at the same time, a few shallow lip lines were squeezed out.But such lip lines are not ugly, and even inexplicably cute.

Even through the tissues, He Lang could clearly feel that Yang Juan's lips seemed as soft as his face.Following the strength of He Lang's fingertips, he unconsciously opened his mouth slightly. The two lips have been wiped red and moist by He Lang. There are white teeth exposed between the lips, and he can even faintly see them between the teeth. ——

Someone stopped at the table in front of them, suddenly blocking all the light in He Lang's field of vision.

He suddenly became angry, raised his eyelids and scolded: "Don't fucking stand here to block the light."

The man backed away with a dry smile, and the blocked light quickly fell back into his field of vision, but Yang Juan had already shut his mouth tightly.He didn't understand how dirty his mouth was and it took He Lang to wipe it for such a long time, Yang Juan had been uneasy since just now, at this moment he finally couldn't help it, and asked He Lang in a low voice: "Have you wiped it clean? "

He Lang's hand pinching the tissue suddenly froze.After a while, he angrily crumpled up the paper towel and threw it into the trash can as if venting his anger.

Shao Ye, who came from the billiard room next door, was standing obliquely behind and not far from the two of them. After witnessing the whole process of He Lang hugging Yang Juan's shoulders and wiping Yang Juan's mouth, he couldn't help closing his eyes forcefully.

After a second, he opened it again. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Yang Juan's familiar liar's face, Shao Ye stood there dumbfounded and did not move for a long time.

Two months ago, he was so angry that he almost sent someone to the hospital, but two months later, he was here to wipe someone's mouth tenderly.

Good guy, this liar's methods are really powerful.

A hot piece of knowledge: The reason why He Lang likes soft girls is because he thinks that soft girls are soft everywhere.