He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"You don't even know. Everyone says you have mysophobia. It just shocked me."

Ding Liang picked up another crayfish and bit it, muttering like a report.

"I'm mysophobic."

Han Yan didn't show much expression while eating.

Ding Liang was so frightened that the crayfish in his hand fell into the rice.

He was afraid that he had heard wrongly, so he stuttered and looked at Han Yan, who was eating quietly in front of him, and asked, "You, you... what you just said is true."

Han Yan raised his head and looked at Ding Liang without saying anything, but silence was better than sound at this time.

Ding Liang was not frightened, but his face immediately turned red.

So, he just didn't mind if I bit something?

Maybe he was too nervous, so Ding Liang coughed, and even coughed violently due to the pain.

Han Yan handed his own water to Ding Liangyi. Ding Liangyi, who was patting his chest, quickly took it, raised his head, drank half the glass of water, and exhaled loudly, "I'm finally alive."

No, now is not the time to talk about this, he, he, he is too indulgent to me! Isn’t mysophobia something difficult to tolerate?

Ding Liang looked at Han Yan with a lick of his lips, his eyes straight and unblinking.

Han Yan didn't explain anything, he lowered his head and continued to eat. There were some things that Ding Liang just knew about, but if he said too much, he would look deliberate.

Han Yan also got it just right. At this time, Ding Liang was staring at him while eating crayfish, and murmuring in his heart, he is really very good to me, how about trying to date him?

Brother Jincheng is right. He is a handsome guy with long hair and money. Why should I take advantage of others?

Besides, if he dated another man, wouldn’t my crayfish be gone?

Thinking of this, Ding Liang's eyes became firm. The crayfish was his and no one could take it from him.

Han Yan, who was on the opposite side, didn't know that he lost to Crayfish. If he knew, he would probably be furious.

About half an hour later, as soon as Ding Liang had eaten and drank enough, he sat on the sofa and drank tea.

The servants who came in to clean up the dishes as usual saw Ding Liang and couldn't help but wonder. It had been seven or eight years since Mr. Han Yan had lived in Old Shen's house. This was the first time he had seen him dining with others, and eating crayfish that could easily stain the table.

The servants were curious but didn't dare to ask. They packed up the dishes, chopsticks and garbage and hurried out while pushing the dining cart.

Only Ding Liang and Ding Liang, the queen of Han Yan, were left feeling twice as stressed, and the sweet tea in their hands no longer smelled good.

Ding Liang, who was pretending to drink tea, secretly raised his head and glanced at Han Yan across from him, then took a sip of tea and glanced at him, looking nervous.

Han Yan knew that Ding Liangyi was wary of him, so he didn't say anything, but took a picture of the place next to him.

Ding Liang shook his head crazily, not daring to go over.

Han Yan was not angry, but his silence was so scary. Ding Liang misunderstood that he was angry, and immediately got up and walked to Han Yan with tea in hand, and sat down carefully next to him.

Could it be that his innocence is really at stake?

Ding Liang, who was drinking tea to calm down his shock, was about to cry without tears.

Han Yan had a panoramic view of Ding Liangyi's expression. He did not become irritated because of Ding Liangyi's fear. Instead, he leaned on the sofa and held his chin up and looked at Ding Liangyi quietly. His long black hair slowly fell down his chest, and he was tall. With his sharp eyes like an eagle, his fine face and his meticulous suits and leather shoes, he has an indescribable exotic aura.

Ding Liang happened to peek at Han Yan, and when he saw his long hair falling down, he stared at him and blurted out, "Why do you keep your hair long?"

"No reason, I just don't like people touching my hair."

Han Yan sat up straight, picked up the tea on the coffee table and drank lightly.

Well, this meant that he didn't like going to the barber shop. Ding Liang realized it later.

However, the hair is very shiny and should be cared for carefully.

Thinking this way, Ding Liang reached out and touched Han Yan's long black hair, sighing, it's really soft!

Perhaps it was the first time he had touched such long hair, so Ding Liang was reluctant to let it go and kept looking at it with a curious expression on his face.

Han Yan didn't slap Ding Liang's hand away and just sat there.

"You can touch me closer, not so far away."

Seeing Ding Liang supporting himself on the sofa and leaning over to touch his hair, he looked like he was struggling to say this.

"Don't you hate it when I touch your hair?"

Ding Liangyi made no move, but looked at Han Yanwen in surprise.

He had just said that he didn't like others to touch his hair, but it was touched by me.

Although, isn't this a double standard?

Ding Liang murmured in his heart, but he felt very happy.

"Even if it is like this, I won't hate it."

After saying that, Han Yan gave Ding Liang a big hand and easily lifted him onto his lap.

Ding Liang was immediately startled and froze.

Han Yan knew that Ding Liang would be frightened for a while, so he did not take the opportunity to hug Ding Liang's waist, and placed his strong hands firmly on his legs.

Ding Liang relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

He is quite gentle and very detailed.

Ding Liang muttered, his face turned slightly red unconsciously, his heart skipped a beat, and he just sat on Han Yan's lap and looked at him.

Han Yan hesitated and raised his hand, gently touching Ding Liang's blushing face.

Ding Liang bit his lip unconsciously, feeling nervous, but he did not avoid Han Yan's hand.

The atmosphere at this time was a bit subtle. Ding Liang's breathing was rapid and his heart was beating fast.

Let me go, can you stop jumping so fast? Your master really hurts me to death.

Ding Liang cursed his heart and kept covering his chest.

Han Yan saw Ding Liangyi's panic. Although he wanted to endure it, Ding Liangyi's reaction was too cute.

He slowly leaned towards Ding Liang's lips, and hesitantly placed a gentle kiss on Ding Liang's lips, his fingertips numbing slightly.