Mr. Qin is always serious

The author has something to say: the second half of this chapter has been rewritten, and Wen Rong's plot points have been postponed for the time being. Please read it again.

Fireworks exploded in Wen Lang's heart instantly.

He stood there without moving, everything around him seemed to be hidden at this moment, only the warm touch on his lips was left, which slowly expanded in the surrounding silence and penetrated into his heart little by little.

But Mr. Qin's kiss is actually not domineering at all.

There is no such a stormy feeling, just kissing him gently, with tenderness in the eyes.

Wen Lang likes Mr. Qin like this.

This made him feel very gentle, and these emotions combined together, it was probably a heartbeat.

Wen Lang gradually relaxed, but he didn't know how to respond, so he just let him kiss.

I don't know how long after this, the warm feeling suddenly left, Qin Jingshen lowered his head and met Wen Lang's eyes, his expression was still calm, but Wen Lang found that the tips of his ears were quietly turning red at some point .

Gentle Mr. Qin.

And the lovely Mr. Qin.

Wen Lang's heart softened into a puddle of water in an instant, and a smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes. Qin Jingshen saw it, and his expression gradually softened.

The two looked at each other without speaking to each other.

In such silence, Wen Lang suddenly felt a little shy, and unconsciously moved his eyes to the side, pretending to be looking at the painting.

And there was indeed a picture pasted to the place he was looking at, it was a picture of him feeding Ju Baoer by the side of the bench back then, it was drawn very carefully stroke by stroke.

Wen Lang pretended to look at it seriously, but after a while, he suddenly realized that something was not quite right.

——He and Ju Baoer are not the only ones in this painting, there is actually a little exposed umbrella eaves on the edge that is not easy to attract attention, and it is slowly approaching him.

Wind and rain, umbrella canopies, benches.

And the angle of the painting.

Wen Lang's heart trembled violently.

And at this moment, Qin Jingshen's deep voice sounded again.

"Let me tell you a story." His voice was very soft, "I secretly liked someone, and I just looked at him like that for three years."

Wen Lang raised his head in a daze.

The person he was looking at turned around slightly, and his eyes followed him on the painting, his eyes were tender as if they had melted into spring water: "I met him three years ago, at this place in the painting, that At that time, I had just finished watching him perform a scene. In the scene, he looked like a non-human being, and his eyes were even a bit arrogant, but when he came out, I saw him squatting there, protecting his eyes very carefully. Cat, smile so softly."

He smiled, and his voice became softer for a moment: "I think, I fell in love with him at first sight."

Wen Lang was taken aback for a moment.

Then all of a sudden, my heart beat like a drum.

"I went to hold an umbrella for him that day, but he didn't remember me. I saw him again later, at a reception." Qin Jingshen lowered his eyes, "He was a little drunk, sober up on the balcony, I don't know what to do. No matter how I struck up a conversation with him, I gave him my business card, but in the end, this business card appeared in the trash can on the balcony."

"I think he probably doesn't like me."

"Later, I found out that he was going to live here, so I secretly lived opposite him, thinking that maybe we'd get to know each other gradually, but it's just luck."

Qin Jingshen's eyelashes trembled: "In three years, I haven't met him once."

"Actually, I didn't have much hope. I thought this matter would end without a problem, until one day, he bumped into me suddenly and asked me if I want to walk the dog together." Qin Jingshen gradually smiled, "I agreed, and then I will go to the hospital again." You will know what happened next."

Wen Lang looked at him, suddenly unable to say anything.

But the voice of the person in front of him continued.

"I watched him secretly for a long time."

"I know a lot about him."

"I know he likes the deep sea, I know he likes small animals, I know what he likes to eat, I know he likes fluffy pillows, I have read all his Weibo many times, I know all his preferences, but there is one thing I'm not sure, so I want to ask you—"

He turned around again, lowered his head and met Wen Lang's eyes carefully: "Do you think he likes me?"

Wen Lang stared at him blankly, his heart pounding, pounding, unable to stop.

The tips of his ears gradually turned red amidst the beating of his heart, but the tips of the ears of the person opposite him were a little bit redder than his.

Wen Lang didn't speak.

Qin Jingshen pursed his lips, remained silent for a long time, and asked softly, "Or, can I chase him?"

The last few words were muffled, and they sounded very humble.

Wen Lang finally came back to his senses at this moment, looked up into Qin Jingshen's eyes, and after a while, suddenly smiled.

"Mr. Qin, it's your fault. I've already kissed you, and now I'm asking if I can chase after you. Could it be that you don't want to take responsibility?"

Qin Jingshen paused: "No, I—"

Before he could say anything after that, Wen Lang reached out and hooked his tie, pulled it down, and kissed him directly.

Press your lips together and grind them lightly.

Although the two have never been in love, their kissing skills are very jerky.

The kiss lasted a long time.

Five minutes later, Wen Lang let go, raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Mr. Qin, the person you like wants to tell you that he also likes you very, very much. Although it's not as long as you, it's not a matter of a day or two." .”

Qin Jingshen's eyes instantly warmed up.

Wen Lang raised his head with a smile, kissed him on the lips again, and concluded: "From today onwards, Mr. Qin, you have a boyfriend. Please tell me more after the love talk just now."

He smiled wickedly: "I love to listen."

Qin Jingshen lowered his eyes slightly: "Yes."

Mr. Qin, who has a boyfriend, is still so straight.

Wen Lang sighed silently, but he also felt that such a Mr. Qin was so cute that he would explode.

He looked at the paintings around him again, and found that Qin Jingshen had really drawn all his appearances, him in joy, anger, sorrow and joy, him in daily walks with the dog, and even every character in the play. .

Wen Lang looked at each other, and could feel Qin Jingshen's gentle mood at that time from those strokes.

He couldn't help raising his head: "Mr. Qin, I also want to learn to draw, and only draw you. At that time, there will be me drawn by you and you drawn by me in this studio. It must be very good."

Qin Jingshen said softly, "I'll teach you."

At this time, Mr. Qin is still relatively sensible.

Wen Lang laughed: "There's also the Q layout we drew before and the CP stand signboard given by fans, and they will also be placed at home. When the time comes, I'll order two pillows by the way, and put them on the bed, okay?"

"Okay." Qin Jingshen looked at him with gentle and indulgent eyes.

Wen Lang was satisfied, feeling his heart was as hot as the tips of his ears, and he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

While he was full of joy, he heard Qin Jingshen's deep voice: "And... I have a gift for you."

Just now Mr. Qin said in WeChat that he had a gift for him, Wen Lang thought it was just these paintings plus a boyfriend, but he didn't expect there to be others.

He was a little surprised: "What is it?"

Wen Lang was still looking forward to it. After all, up to now, the only gifts he had received from Mr. Qin were kennels and a bunch of pet toys that he couldn't bear to look at.

Qin Jingshen didn't speak, turned to the corner where he was standing at first, took a cardboard box, and slowly opened it in front of Wen Lang.

Wen Lang glanced at it, and his heart suddenly softened.

Inside are two sets of custom-made pajamas, just like the Q-version characters that Qin Jingshen drew in the small building, fluffy, one with Pikachu and the other with Jenny Turtle.

Plush couple pajamas.

Romantic Mr. Qin.

Wen Lang's eyes curled up: "Very cute, I like it."

He took out Pikachu's and compared it to his body, and Qin Jingshen looked at him beside him: "It has been washed."

This is obviously a hint, and His Majesty Taotie understands it very well.

Wen Lang smiled and hugged the pajamas: "Then I will try it on now, do you want Mr. Qin together?"

Qin Jingshen hummed lightly.

Wen Lang has gotten used to his coldness, and after learning about Mr. Qin's secret love history, he still thinks it's actually quite good, rounding it up can be regarded as a little fun.

His Majesty Taotie: [Suddenly Ripples].jpg

The two went back to the bedroom to change their pajamas. Wen Lang secretly wanted to change them together, but he was still a little shy, so he temporarily dismissed the idea.

The reserved Majesty Taotie quickly changed into his pajamas, and before going out to find Qin Jingshen, he went to the bathroom to take a look in the mirror, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he went out and knocked on the door of Mr. Qin's bedroom.

After knocking twice, the door was opened.

Qin Jingshen stood there in Jenny's pajamas, gentle and good-looking.

Wen Lang looked at it: "Not bad, not bad, I think we are very suitable, a natural couple."

He was so turbulent in his heart that he easily drifted away when he was turbulent. He pulled Qin Jingshen to the mirror and took a photo together. He raised his head and asked, "Mr. Qin, can I send this photo to a friend later?"

Qin Jingshen raised his eyes: "Friend?"

Wen Lang nodded his head as a matter of course: "It's not easy to have a boyfriend, and he's so good-looking, of course I have to show it off."

The red color on Qin Jingshen's eartips made a comeback, and he whispered, "Okay."

So cute.

Satisfied, Wen Lang poked open WeChat to send a photo, but just as he lowered his head, his stomach suddenly groaned a few times.

He went to the set without lunch, and was stimulated by the live broadcast, and his stomach was already empty. He didn't feel it because he was nervous, but now he was so relaxed that he couldn't stop.

Kind of embarrassing.

Wen Lang touched his nose: "Mr. Qin, I'm hungry."

After the words fell, I heard Qin Jingshen chuckle: "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Lang couldn't answer this question. In an instant, only Mr. Qin's laughter remained in his mind, which couldn't dissipate, and it kept ringing in his ear again and again.

To die to die.

How could someone be so flirtatious with a smile?

Wen Lang couldn't help but look up: "Mr. Qin, laugh again."

Qin Jingshen: "Huh?"

Wen Lang was straightforward: "Do you agree to my boyfriend's small request?"

Qin Jingshen laughed again, reached out and rubbed his hair: "What do you want to eat?"

His Majesty Taotie, who was patted to death upon hearing the laughter, had his heart pounding, and he offered two dishes and one soup with a smile.

Qin Jingshen said hello, turned around and went downstairs to cook, Wen Lang followed him there, Qin Jingshen was cooking, and he was humming to his boyfriend beside him.

The three little animals keenly sensed that Wen Lang was in a good mood, and came over to eat with their ears shaking. Wen Lang fed them some dried meat next to them. Looking at them with wet eyes.

A family of five.

Life is happy and worry-free.

Wen Lang immediately felt flattered, and originally planned to send the photo to the group of friends to show off, but after looking at it for a while, he couldn't bear it.

Such a soft Mr. Qin, it's better to hide it by yourself.

Wen Lang quit WeChat, knelt down and hugged the three small animals, and masturbated. Because he was in a good mood and did not strike lightly, the fur on the three fluffy balls suddenly became a mess.

Little Taotie looked blank, Ju Baoer licked her hair reservedly, egg yolk came over and continued begging to rub her hair.

Wen Lang kneaded a few more times, and Qin Jingshen made sweet and sour balls, and put them out in a small bowl as before.

However, Wen Lang had just stroked a dog, and he didn't want to wash his hands yet.

At the same time, I also want to make trouble.

He looked at Qin Jingshen quietly, the expectation in his eyes was self-evident. Qin Jingshen looked at him silently for a while, then picked up the small bowl next to him with his hands down, picked up a ball and handed it to Wen Lang's mouth: "Maybe hot."

A flower on the mountain in the mist was fearless, ate it in one bite, and said with a smile: "It's delicious."

He looked down at the small bowl, and Qin Jingshen quickly picked up another one and handed it over.

Wen Lang bit down, but the person holding the chopsticks didn't move.

Wen Lang looked up at him suspiciously from the current posture, and Qin Jingshen's eyes flashed a little smile, then raised his hand slightly, pulled out his chopsticks and bowed his head.

As the sweet and sour sweet and sour meatballs entered the mouth, a kiss lightly landed on Wen Lang's lips.

Wen Lang was stunned, he forgot to chew the ball while he was biting into it.

After he reacted and looked over, Qin Jingshen had already turned around and continued to cook over there, his brows and eyes drooping slightly, his expression serious.

An unprecedented shock surged deep in Wen Lang's heart.

No no no impossible.

It's impossible for my boyfriend to be so flirtatious.

His Majesty Taotie: [Pretending not to be blushing].jpg