When the fate comes, the wife arrives, the first favorite in the palm of your hand

Yan Hua stared at him for a while, making sure that no arms or legs were missing, and her heart, which had been struggling for a few days, suddenly calmed down.

"Back?" she asked with a smile.

Lang Ruoxian hurried back, but when he saw Fei Shan who was an eyesore, he felt uncomfortable in his heart and face.But when seeing Yan Hua's smiling face, a kind of softness flows from the internal organs into the atrium, and the mood immediately improves.

"I'm back." He also smiled, "I'm hungry."

Yan Hua froze for a moment, why did she feel aggrieved and pitiful like a big dog wagging its tail at her?

"I recently learned how to make noodles with scallion oil. Can I make you a bowl?"

Lang Ruoxian boldly sat down opposite Fei Shan, as if he didn't see anyone there: "Okay."

"Boss Lang doesn't look like he was kidnapped at all..." Fei Shan greeted him carelessly, while picking up the coffee on the small square table next to him, "I just made it, would you like a cup?"

Lang Ruoxian glanced at him: "Don't touch our house casually."

"Now... this is my girlfriend's house." Fei Shan shrugged, "What is Mr. Lang's identity?"

"Gun Gun's identity as father." Lang Ruoxian said shamelessly.

Fei Shan was stunned by his shamelessness, and he paused for a moment before saying: "If I remember correctly, Gun Gun is your cousin, the second child of the Lang family!"

"We are related by blood, we look the same, so I am his father." Lang Ruoxian curled his lips, "As for you, an outsider, even the identity of your now rumored boyfriend is fake."

Lang Ruoxian glanced at the kitchen, and Yan Hua had already put the noodles into the bowl.

"Fei Shan, you used Yan Hua's sympathy to make her pretend to be your girlfriend. I despise such a despicable method." Lang Ruoxian lowered his voice, "Let me tell you, unless I die, Yan Hua can only be the Lang family."

At this time, Yan Hua came over with noodles: "Oh, do you eat Feishan? I forgot about you, so I cooked a bowl."

"I'm not hungry." Fei Shan gave Lang Ruoxian a cold look, smiled at Yan Hua and stood up, "I'll go back first, if they want to take pictures of you tomorrow, I will call you in advance."

Yan Hua sent him to the door: "I'm sorry, it interfered with your shooting."

"No, it was because of me that you participated."

The lighting in the living room coated Yan Hua with a layer of soft colors, making her gorgeous facial features look softer and more beautiful.The night wind blew the broken hair on her forehead, Fei Shan raised her hand, and took it back halfway.

"Rest early, good night."

Back in the living room, Lang Ruoxian ate noodles slowly, and it was only then that Yan Hua realized that there was deep tiredness in his eyes.

"Is it okay?" After pouring water for him, Yan Hua sat down and asked, "I learned from Fei Ying that Gun Gun really likes to eat."

Lang Ruoxian suddenly took a few deep breaths, and then said: "I also really like to eat, and this will be my favorite food from now on."

"...It seems that you are really fine." Yan Hua smiled, "Eat, go back to rest early after eating."

After eating, Lang Ruoxian consciously went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, wiped his hands and came out: "I want to go up and have a look."

"it is good."

Gun Gun was nestled under the quilt, with a small head exposed, Lang Ruoxian sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it for a while, then said suddenly.

"When I knew I had been kidnapped, the first thing I thought of was that I must come back alive."

Yan Hua stood beside him, looked at the man's handsome side face and nodded: "I know you will come back, you can't give up so easily."

"No." Lang Ruoxian turned to look at her, "At that moment, I only had you and Gun Gun in my mind, if I die, who will take care of you, what if someone bullies you, what if Gun Gun wants to call another man's father... "

The man held Yan Hua's hand silently: "I don't even dare to think about it, so I must come back alive. Hua Hua..." He put Yan Hua's hand on his heart.

"This place only dances for you. If you let me live, I will live. If you let me die, I will die." Lang Ruoxian's voice came into Yan Hua's ears word by word. , In her palm is a heart of dong~dong~dong.

"You once took that step bravely, because my relationship with Qiangdi made you back down again. Do you know how angry I was when I heard that you promised Fei Shan to act with him?"

Yan Hua met the man's deep eyes and glanced: "So you went abroad in anger."

"I thought I was angry with you." Lang Ruoxian's eyes were focused, and there was only Yan Hua's shadow in it: "Later I found out that I was afraid, I was afraid that you were really doing a fake show with Fei Shan, and I was afraid that you would find out when you get along. He's better than me."

"No..." Yan Hua blurted out, and then became a little annoyed and wanted to push the man away.

Lang Ruoxian laughed softly, and grabbed her hand not to let her move: "I was going to the airport when I was kidnapped, and I wanted to come back. No matter what you do, I will be by your side."

"Huahua." Lang Ruoxian suddenly stood up and hugged him tightly in his arms, "Give me a little more time, and I will tell you everything, no matter what secrets there are, I hope you will believe in my feelings for you .”

"I love you, no matter who I am, it will not change the fact that I love you."

Yan Hua wanted to struggle at first, but the man's words sounded like a cello melody at midnight in her ears. She knew she shouldn't listen to it, but she couldn't control it. She even wanted to be intoxicated in it, her heart was like soaking in warm water. Then flow to all parts of the body.

"I'm the actor's girlfriend now, you... you should pay attention to the influence in public." Finally, she hammered the man's shoulder twice, and said in a casual tone on purpose.

Lang Ruoxian looked down at her: "Then you don't need to pay attention in private, right?"

As he said that, he kissed her, the man's hot breath intertwined with her breath.Thinking of that dream, and dreaming of Lang Ruoxian's accident and her fear and panic, Yan Hua slowly closed her eyes.

Like it... definitely like it.Forget it, let's talk about it later!
"Uncle?" A small voice suddenly came from the room.

Yan Hua hurriedly pushed Lang Ruoxian away, but Lang Ruoxian couldn't stand still and sat down on the bed.

"Uncle!" A small ball of meat jumped into his arms.

Lang Ruoxian dug out the lump of flesh and let him sit on his lap: "Go away, I'm back."

"Wow..." Gun Gun stared at Lang Ruoxian, then hugged him.

Lang Ruoxian raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Hua. Yan Hua's face was flushed, because her beauty seemed to be seducing someone with a spring tide.

"He dreamed that you were gone, don't want him anymore." Yan Hua glared at Lang Ruoxian, turned and went into the bathroom.

Lang Ruoxian smiled and touched Gun Gun's forehead: "I won't leave Gun Gun behind, I promise."

"Never... never?" He said sobbingly, "Don't leave mom either."

"En." Lang Ruoxian was about to say that the three of them would be together in this life, when he heard the unlucky child throw out a sentence.

"In the future, Uncle Fei Shan will also live in, and we will all be together!"

……

"Pfft!" Yan Hua happened to come out and heard it, and laughed out loud: "Okay, don't check what time it is, go to bed quickly."

Lang Ruoxian resisted the urge to beat the unlucky boy and stuffed him back under the quilt: "Sleep, I'll take you out to play in a few days."

The child was not very awake when he woke up in the middle of the night, and Gun Gun fell asleep almost instantly. When Lang Ruoxian went downstairs, he held Yan Hua's hand and refused to let go.

"I'm going to help Fei Shan pretend to be his girlfriend, remember not to mess it up?" Yan Hua reminded the man, "Even if you don't care about him, he still thinks about me."

If people really knew what Lang Ruoxian did to her, or spread the news about the two of them, everyone would not scold these two men, but Yan Hua.

Lang Ruoxian naturally thought of it, and said in a muffled voice, "Then don't smile at him, don't let him touch you, don't make noodles for him, and don't even make tea or coffee."

"Why do I feel that you have become naive after being kidnapped..." Yan Hua squinted at him.

Lang Ruoxian didn't say anything, and finally sighed and walked to the door: "I will pay attention, and come back every night."

"What are you going to do?" Yan Hua asked.

Knowing that she was talking about Lang Li, Lang Ruoxian pinched her face: "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

Yan Hua stared at him: "You are not Lang Li's son, who are you?"

"..." Lang Ruoxian knew that she had suspected it a long time ago, but this time she was completely sure.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he approached her and said, "I am indeed not his son, but I am related to him by blood. Guess my identity!"

Yan Hua was startled, and met the man's playful eyes: "╭(╯^╰)╮, good night."

"Good night!" Lang Ruoxian took the opportunity to kiss her, opened the door and ran away.

It was already late at night, Lang Ruoxian lay on the bed after taking a shower and drying his hair, thinking of what Yan Hua said about him childishly, he smiled.

He also felt that he was naive, but no one could understand his feelings when he was kidnapped.At that moment, he didn't think of any hatred or grievance, only Yan Hua.Thinking of the possibility of never seeing her again, the panic in my heart was magnified infinitely.

As long as Yan Hua can like him and stay by his side, he doesn't care whether it's rambunctious or childish.

"Drip!" A text message came in, and it was a baby-faced one.

"Master, that person is Lang Li. We found out that the one at home is a fake. Someone impersonated him. The real Lang Li has just returned from the airport."

Just as he guessed, Lang Ruoxian typed a few words to reply, and then closed his eyes.He planned to go back to the countryside tomorrow, after all, the old man was waiting to see him.Lang Li probably knew it too, so he rushed back overnight...

Besides, Lang Ruoxian has one more important thing to do.

"Grandpa." The next afternoon, Lang Ruoxian stood in front of Lang Cha. 
The old man coughed a few times, and his face didn't look very good.

"Grandpa, are you sick?" Lang Ruoxian quickly brought him water.

Lang Cha pushed away and coughed a few more times, and then slowly said, "I'm old, I can't find out about Deng Jingjing."

"Leave it to me, I will investigate as soon as possible." Lang Ruoxian said, "Don't worry about it, be careful."

Lang looked at him and sighed: "You go upstairs to see your father... Deng Jingjing's death seems to have hit him hard, he refused to go downstairs for two days, and he ate very little, you go Advise him."