Mr. Qin is always serious

To be precise, this is a burger kennel.

It is brownish-yellow, filled with thickened pearl cotton, with dotted dog paw patterns sewn around it, and a fluffy cotton tag hanging on the edge, with two characters embroidered with brown thread—Tuantuan.

Yes, Mr. Qin.

I didn't expect you to be so girlish.

Wen Lang squatted reservedly and didn't move. After Qin Jingshen took out the plush kennel and put it aside, he rummaged through the cardboard box, and finally found a piece of beige thick felt from the innermost part of the box.

Visual inspection is exactly the same material as the bedroom carpet.

Wen Lang shook his ears, watched Qin Jingshen spread the piece of tapestry in the kennel, and let out a soft cry.

Qin Jingshen lowered his head and patted his head: "Do you like this?"

Wen Lang actually liked it quite a bit.

When he was a child, he lived with Bai Ze in the deep mountains. At that time, there were only caves and stone beds, and it was very uncomfortable to sleep. This is why he later liked soft things.

Later, he raised the egg yolk, and bought the same kind of kennel for it. At that time, he lay down in the original gluttonous form and tried it, and the touch was very wonderful.

Mr. Qin is so caring.

Thinking of this, Wen Lang lowered his head, affectionately rubbed Qin Jingshen's wrist several times, then bit the edge of the plush doghouse and began to drag it to the second floor.

This kennel is more than three times bigger than his current size. Wen Lang dragged it for a while before reaching the stairs. Just as he was about to drag it up with all his might, Qin Jingshen suddenly walked over there, leaning over the little brown hair ball He rubbed his ears a few times and asked, "Do you want to continue sleeping on the second floor?"

This is a must!

Wen Lang thought, I've already reduced from sleeping on a bed to sleeping on a carpet when I'm here with you, and I can't even get into the bedroom, so I'm sorry for the dignity of my majesty.

He raised his head and rubbed Qin Jingshen's palm, let out a soft cry, his tail dangling back and forth.

Qin Jingshen's eyes softened a little, then he picked up Wen Lang and stood up, supporting him with one hand and the plush kennel with the other, and went upstairs to the bedroom.

Second floor bedroom.

Wen Lang jumped out of Qin Jingshen's arms, ran to the carpet to find a place, and patted it with his paw, signaling the latter to put the kennel there.

However, this is not acceptable, because the place he chose is too close to the bed, and Qin Jingshen may accidentally step on him when he gets out of bed.

Qin Jingshen looked down at him: "No."

After a pause, he added: "I will step on you."

Wen Lang just pretended that he didn't understand, got down on the ground and rolled himself into a ball before closing his eyes, trying to get away with it.

He also used this trick to stay in the bedroom the day he first came, and he felt that it should be useful.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qin made up his mind this time, and went up to pick Wen Lang up and put him on the edge of the carpet, reached out and tapped his nose: "Don't make trouble."

His voice was deep and his expression was serious.

Wen Lang: "..."

Seeing Mr. Qin like this, he was really embarrassed to continue to torment.

Forget it.

Humans have always been somewhat inexplicably stubborn.

Wen Lang decided to tolerate Mr. Qin's petty temper, so he took a step back, squatting by the side and watching the latter carry the kennel to find a place, like a supervisor.

He wanted to see where Mr. Qin would choose in the end.

And Qin Jingshen was also thinking about this at this time.

In fact, the most suitable place should be the corner, which is empty, and putting the kennel there will neither block the way nor take up space, but Qin Jingshen knows that his little hairball likes carpets, so he can only choose by the bed.

He looked around and finally settled on a place.

Right next to his pillow, move the bedside table that was originally placed there half a meter to the right, and the vacated space is just right for the plush kennel to be put down.

Mr. Qin thought so, and did the same. After putting the kennel away, he found that the position was just right, but the carpet next to it was a little wrinkled and needed to be stretched.

He walked to the carpet, pinched the corner of the carpet and pulled it lightly.

Then Wen Lang saw something brown slowly protruding from under the carpet following Qin Jingshen's movements.

——It was the hair that he had pressed down because of laziness a few times ago.

Wen Lang: ...

Wen Lang's wagging tail froze immediately, and he rushed over to try to hold it down, but it was too late.

The few strands of brown hair floated out completely, and there was nowhere to hide on the dark floor, especially conspicuous.

Yes, you are not mistaken.

Not one strand, but several strands.

Wen Lang: [Can't laugh].jpg

Mr. Qin naturally saw it too, he was slightly stunned for a while, reached out to pick up the few strands of hair and looked at them, then turned to look at Wen Lang, and asked in a low voice: "Tuantuan, have you lost your hair?"

No no no, this is a misunderstanding.

Wen Lang felt that the current situation was very embarrassing, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

While he was in a daze, Qin Jingshen slowly walked over, leaned over and hugged Wen Lang and sat down beside the bed, with his palms lightly resting on his neck.

Wen Lang blinked blankly, wondering what Mr. Qin was trying to do.

As soon as this idea appeared, I felt the hand on my neck suddenly move, first touched it in place, and then touched it down bit by bit.

Wen Lang: ...

Wen Lang:! ! !

Angrily, Wen Lang stretched out his claws and pressed Mr. Qin's face, preventing his next move. Then he flicked his tail and struggled to squeeze out of his arms, and his figure disappeared by the door in an instant.

Leaving Mr. Qin sitting there alone, thinking about it, he felt that since the little hair ball hid the fallen hair, it was obvious that he didn't want others to see it. Now that he asked him so directly, he wanted to see where the hair fell , Of course, I will lose my temper from embarrassment.

How to coax?

The omnipotent Mr. Qin suddenly felt unprecedentedly helpless at this moment.

**

By the time Mr. Qin coaxed the brown plush ball, it was already 10:30 in the evening.

Qin Jingshen went to the bathroom to take a shower. After coming out, he didn't go to the study to read, but leaned on the bed and looked at his mobile phone.

Wen Lang couldn't sleep, so he poked his head out of the plush kennel and glanced at the bed, and found that Mr. Qin was reading Weibo. The blogger's nickname Wen Lang looked familiar to him, and it often appeared in his hot comments before. .

So it goes without saying who this Weibo is about.

@文郎郎的小笑妹: My heart aches so much at night that I can’t sleep, it’s so uncomfortable! [cry]

There are two moving pictures below, which are the ones sent by Chen Jia before.The same person, the same look back, one is gentle, the other is boundless loneliness and struggle.

It's nothing when I look at it alone. Compared with it, it really feels quite cruel.

As Wen Lang thought about it, Qin Jingshen was holding the phone, and had looked back and forth between the two pictures a dozen times, then quit Weibo, opened WeChat and stared at Wen Lang's profile picture in a daze.

Wen Lang's profile picture was egg yolk with a sunflower headdress, standing there smiling, looking very soft and cute.

Qin Jingshen hesitated for a moment, poked into Wen Lang's profile picture, and typed a line in the input box.

Before Wen Lang could see clearly what he wrote, Qin Jingshen moved his fingers and deleted the written words.

What is this doing?

You want to chat with me and then delete it, is it because you think it is too late and you are afraid of disturbing my rest?

Don't be cowardly, Mr. Qin.

Come and chat.

Wen Lang shook his tail, seeing that Qin Jingshen was still staring at the chat interface in a daze, decided to take the initiative, turned around and returned to the kennel to pull out the mobile phone that was hidden half an hour ago, stretched out his claws to open WeChat, and sent Qin Jingshen a message Go for a meme.

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: [Look at the flowers on my head].gif

Qin Jingshen received the news very quickly. He just heard a ding dong, and then saw a frog with a wig shaking his head frantically in the chat box. There was a small pink flower in his hair, and on the flower was a line of Black and bold words - look at the flowers on my head!

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Qin Jingshen's lips.

Qin: I see, are you still asleep?

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: Director Chen gave me a day off, so I don't want to go to bed so early.

Qin: What's the matter?

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: The day after tomorrow, I will go to Sichuan to shoot an outdoor scene. Director Chen asked me to pack up my things tomorrow and have a good sleep, so that I can recover my energy and go outside to suffer.

Wen Lang sent a message, but there was no news from the other side.

Wen Lang thought to himself, Mr. Qin, this is your fault.

Paws are tired of typing, how can you not reply me?

Just as he was about to go out to see what Mr. Qin was doing, the screen of the phone turned on again.

Qin: [egg yolk · touching head].jpg

Oh, that's amazing, Mr. Qin.

There is actually an expression pack of our egg yolk.

Wen Lang opened the emoticon bar, selected the emoticon package, and clicked send.

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: [Egg Yolk·I am strong and I don’t need to touch my head].jpg

Qin: [Egg Yolk · Hug].jpg

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: [Egg Yolk·I don’t need to be hugged even if I am strong].jpg

Qin: [Egg Yolk Kiss].jpg

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: [Egg yolk · strong I still need a kiss].jpg

A picture of one person, one glutton, fighting with egg yolk emojis for half an hour.

Cheng Wen Lang felt that he had gained a new understanding of Mr. Qin. He had always thought that the big boss's mobile phone might only have the system's own emoji.

Well, at most, the social series for the elderly is added.

I was wrong about you.

Wen Lang smiled and saved some of the emoticons sent by Qin Jingshen that he didn't have. He felt that the relationship between him and the big boss had improved a little invisibly. After all, many people's feelings now started from fighting pictures.

At the end of this fight, it was Qin Jingshen who stopped first.

Qin: You should go to bed.

Wen Lang checked the time, it was 11:30.

Although it means that there will be a holiday tomorrow, it is uncertain what will happen at that time, and it is really time to sleep.

And let's be honest, the paws are a bit of a pain.

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: [Wrap our little quilt tightly].jpg

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: I didn't realize it was so late. Good night, Mr. Qin. If you have time tomorrow afternoon, let's walk the dog together.

Qin: OK, good night.

Qin: [Egg yolk · tilting head and laughing].jpg

Wen Lang didn't have this picture either, so he stretched out his claws and quickly clicked to save, then turned off the screen and stuffed the phone back into the corner, curled up in a ball, and slowly closed his eyes.

At night, he had a dream. In the dream, it was the long-haired green frog, showing him the flowers on its head.

Just as Wen Lang was about to say whether he would look at you or not, you were too ugly, but the green frog in front of him suddenly turned into Mr. Qin in a suit. He also had a pink flower on his head, and asked Wen Lang expressionlessly if his flower was okay. nice.

Wen Lang remembered that he smiled in his dream.

Then say, look good.

You are prettier than flowers, Mr. Qin.

The author has something to say: Wow, I am such a young girl!It's so sweet when we're not together yet!Are we really together? !

But it doesn't matter, it's not me who was stimulated anyway [Hey! 】

In addition, a special surprise happened today. Some time ago, the male ticket went to Shanghai, and he would not come back until next year, so I didn’t expect it, but today he suddenly came to my house with flowers in his arms, and took me out to play w.

Although it is very childish and romantic, but I am really happy, happy, happy w!

Little cuties!Happy Valentine's Day hahahaha!

[His Majesty Gluttonous Hit me if you have the ability, obviously you can’t do it].jpg