Mr. Qin is always serious

Wen Lang held his mobile phone in a daze for a while, and after regaining his senses, he reached out and poked into Qin Jingshen's Weibo, and saw that the follow status in the lower left corner had changed to follow each other.

is losing.

As expected, ordinary people can't understand Mr. Ba's routine.

Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer tilted their heads to look at him, as if they were curious about his reaction.

Wen Lang raised his hand and rubbed the ears of the two little animals. After 3 minutes of silence, he inexplicably felt indifferent.

Isn't it mutual?

His Majesty Taotie is fearless.

Wen Lang shook his legs, feeling that things were messed up anyway, so it wasn't as thorough as skinny.

He pulled Weibo to the bottom, and started to like and comment on Qin Jingshen's first post. He only posted pictures without words, and the emoji package was definitely not the same.

Qin Jingshen didn't have many updates on Weibo, and Wen Lang finished his comments in less than 8 minutes, squinting his eyes in a good mood.

He originally thought that he might still get a like from Qin Jingshen, but he didn't expect that Mr. Qin, who just liked and followed him, suddenly didn't make any movement.

Why so fickle?

Heh, man.

Wen Lang didn't wait any longer, and clicked on the latest Weibo post again, and found that he had somehow made it into the top three most-reviewed posts, and the buildings within buildings had also built many floors.

@陈郎郎的小巴坤: Grab some of my Majesty!

@古尊谈 Updated today: Urge to update the ball!Leave updates and no watermark emoticons!

@喜欢的大大always pitted: Hahahahaha it’s ok, holding His Majesty is just a slap!

@喜欢的大大常不changed: Miss upstairs, look at our nicknames!What do you think of us forming a CP? [Cherish this relationship].jpg

The painting style in the comment area is very cute. Wen Lang doesn't often read the comments on his Weibo, but Qin Jingshen reads them with great interest.

He then scrolled down for a while, when a comment suddenly caught his attention.

@感感大旗立立不条吃糖Homepage Jun: Hey, I read it right, right? !Your Majesty has actually come to Mr. Qin. Could it be that he is also a fan of warmth?Come, come, produce food together! [rippling beckoning].jpg

No no no we don't have a date.

But fellow daoist, why is your nickname so familiar?

and many more.

Isn't this the CP homepage mentioned in the gossip group? !Actually did it? !

Wen Lang was in a very complicated mood, and before he could think of how to reply, he saw someone circled this page gentleman again.

@穷尚不做头头: Master of the home page, is our flag name reversed?Mr. Qin's abstinence attack is relentless, we should obviously call it [kiss]! @感感大旗立stands upright and does not fall down to eat sugar home page gentleman

@姆MR.'s pen writing: The bald man is right!

@粉丝白白狐狐: The pen is right!

@感情大旗立立不条吃糖 Homepage Jun: I think you are right!Change it!

Wen Lang: ...

He clicked on the avatar of the gentleman on the home page, and sure enough, he found that the first name had changed.

Wen Lang felt a pain in his head, and couldn't help poking into the latest Weibo. After reading it for less than 3 minutes, he was startled by the filthy and friendless painting style.

Yes, yes, society.

This style of painting has not been harmonized, and I admire it.

Wen Lang wasn't worried at all now, he felt that the homepage gentleman would die under the official ban in a short time, and he didn't need to make troubles.

But it's really going downhill, look at all these unscrupulous ones.

Wen Lang shook his head and clicked his tongue, and at this moment, he heard a voice outside.

He looked up and saw that the person standing outside the door was Bai Li, and the white fox clawed at the doorframe cowardly: "You, yes, yes, you need to get the mission card, it's stuck."

In less than twenty words, he stuttered.

Wen Lang hugged Egg Yolk and Ju Bao'er and took a step forward. As soon as he moved, Bai Li quickly backed up and stuck to the wall.

Wen Lang was coaxed by him, and went out to avoid the camera: "Am I so fierce? Why are you coaxing."

Bai Li pressed against the wall tightly, wanting to cry.

You hit me so hard when you hit me back then!

Now you still ask me why I am so cowardly!

Do ancient beasts have no conscience? !

Bai Li was very angry, but didn't dare to say anything.

Wen Lang didn't think to embarrass him, so he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and went downstairs with the two small animals.

When he arrived, other people were already waiting there, Wen Lang and Bai Li walked over, the program team had a little bit of a pass, and quickly handed out task cards.

The core content of "Cute Pet Plush" is to raise dogs to entertain guests. Every other day in the small building, a guest with a pet will be welcomed. Before the guests leave, they will give the guests dog paw coins according to the experience of the day, and the cute pets can also get some achievements in the game.

The program team did not say what the specific usage of the currency is, but it is definitely better than nothing.

The guests will start to come one after another the next day. What we have to do today is to buy ingredients and build a cute pet arena.

Several people decided to draw lots to divide the people. Group A went out to buy ingredients, and group B stayed outside the small building to set up an arena.

The lottery came out soon. Group A consisted of host Xiao Nan, actors Chi Yuan, Qu Yong and singer Su Qi. Group B consisted of Wen Lang, actor Zhou Xun and... Bai Li.

Bai Li's whole body was stiff, and she was so sad that she wanted to cry.

Wen Lang smiled slightly, feeling inexplicably in a good mood.

It is also very bad.

Zhou Xun is a little fresh meat who has become popular recently. It is the first time for Wen Lang and Bai Li to meet him, but most of the people in the circle are familiar with each other, so they don't feel embarrassed.

Zhou Xun went to the warehouse to carry the materials, Wen Lang put the things on his hands briefly, and looked up at Bai Li: "Don't shake your hands, hold on, you will be really sad if you fall."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Li's hand trembled, and the building block just fell down.

Wen Lang: ...

Bai Li: ...

Bai Li wanted to cry but had no tears, at this moment he didn't want to say anything, he just wanted to die immediately.

[White-haired Fox·Tears Wet Hair.jpg]

**

The two groups of people worked hard for a whole day, and finally got these things done in the early stage.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wen Lang went upstairs and returned to his room. After washing, he sat cross-legged on the carpet and picked up his cell phone.

Today's Internet addicted teenager, His Majesty Gluttonous, is still very hot.

He poked into Weibo and found that the group of friends was a little unusually quiet today, and they didn't even get 99.

【Sexy Friends Group】

Spring of His Majesty Taotie: Why did you suddenly disappear today? @all members

Bi An didn't speak: he was obsessed with collecting materials to file a lawsuit, and escaped.

Master Pixiu: Addicted to making money, escape.

A few times the soul dream is the same as the king: [Husky-style abyss staring violently].jpg

Spring of His Majesty Taotie: [Oh Huo].jpg

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: Why did you change the name?

A few times the soul dream is the same as the king: ...

Bai Bai Bai Ze: Lang Lang, don't disturb him yet, he needs to be quiet.

Wen Lang obediently replied yes, and then chose to poke Baize privately.

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: Brother Wen Rong, I heard that you are still in Chengdu, that mural is not finished yet?

Baibai Baize: The painting is finished, but there is something temporary, I guess it will take a few days, I heard from Song Li that you have already started recording variety shows?how do you feel?

Spring of His Majesty Taotie: It's good, and I also met Bai Li, do you remember him?

Baibai Baize: Is that the white fox that you had an appointment with a few years ago?

Bai Li: It's not about a fight, but I was beaten unilaterally, thank you.

Sure enough, ancient monsters have no conscience!

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: Yes, it is him.

Baibai Baize: Then you should pay attention, if you really can't do it, remember to do black hands, don't be caught by the camera.

Wen Lang almost laughed out loud, thinking that a big boss is a big boss, and even auspicious beasts have a code of conduct comparable to that of ferocious beasts.

He was about to reply, but just after he typed a pinyin, he saw Bai Ze's message again.

Baibai Baize: No, what I want to say is not this, but you should pay attention to the time card, and don’t forget the 72-hour distance limit.

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: ...

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: [Sudden panic].jpg

He really forgot.

Over there, Bai Ze understood everything by looking at his ellipsis and emoji. He immediately called and chatted for about 10 minutes. Finally, he said earnestly: "Lang Lang, the same sentence, you are really not a little boy anymore. Now, promise me to have a snack, okay?"

Wen Lang coaxed: "Okay, okay."

Bai Ze sighed: "It's good that I reminded you early, you can sneak out sometime, anyway, it's okay to see each other for three days."

Wen Lang wanted to laugh when he heard this, because Mr. Qin, who thought he was fine, suddenly became strange when Bai Ze said it.

He laughed: "I remember."

Wen Rong hummed over there, then babbled a few words, and hung up the phone.

Wen Lang put the phone aside and rubbed his face, his head hurt, thinking what was going on.

He's not worried about running away, after all, it's okay to go back at night, and at most reduce sleep time.

The headache is that this is too much trouble, the monster bureau can really make trouble.

The wind slowly blows in from the window, making the room a little cooler.

Wen Lang got up and closed the window. When he came back, he stroked the cat a few times. He felt a little sleepy, so he covered the camera with his coat, and went to bed with the quilt lifted.

The quilt was brought by the little hamster, it was thick and warm.

Wen Lang squinted his eyes comfortably, turned off the light, lay down and closed his eyes. Before he could feel sleepy, he was suddenly interrupted by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

Wen Lang glanced at the caller ID, it was Qin Jingshen.

He sat up abruptly: "Qin—"

After saying a word, thinking that the camera in the room hadn't been turned off, I took it back: "Are you still asleep?"

Qin Jingshen hummed lightly: "Demacia has been screaming, I don't know what's wrong."

There was some confusion on his side, and the dog whining could indeed be heard through the phone.

Wen Lang was a little worried about it: "Can I watch it? Wechat video."

Qin Jingshen paused: "Okay."

He hung up, and less than 20 seconds later, the video request came through.

Wen Lang connected, and after a short black screen, Qin Jingshen appeared on the screen.

He seemed to have just taken a shower, his hair was slightly disheveled around his eyes, and his whole body was a little softer.

Wen Lang's eyes stopped on Qin Jingshen's exposed collarbone, and he unconsciously said, "It looks good."

Qin Jingshen didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

One word, the ending sound is raised, it is deep for no reason in the middle of the night, and it is slightly hoarse.

Wen Lang's eyes flickered for a moment, and for a moment he felt that the person in front of him was really damn sexy.

This kind of thinking is dangerous.

Wen Lang forced himself to come back to his senses. When he shook his head and looked over, the Mr. Qin on the screen had turned into a Demacia, a large fluffy dog ​​standing there, wagging its tail and raising its head, howling a few times.

Qin Jingshen's voice was mixed in the middle: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Wen Lang knew Demacia's temperament very well, and he could understand it at a glance: "Don't worry about it, it's probably just lonely. After all, the egg yolk is not at home, and no one fights with it."

Qin Jingshen hummed: "OK."

Wen Lang wasn't worried anymore, and leaned against the head of the bed in a comfortable position: "What are you doing?"

"Getting ready to sleep." Qin Jingshen turned the video over again, "Is your side okay?"

"It's fine for now." Wen Lang smiled, "But there's something I want to tell you. I may go back in less than five days. I'll come back to continue recording after one night."

Qin Jingshen frowned: "What happened?"

Wen Lang had already thought of the reason: "No, it's just that I didn't expect to cook by myself here. I have seen their cooking skills today. It's really horrible, probably a little better than mine."

And how about Wen Lang's cooking skills?

In Song Li's words, except for egg yolks and orange treasures, no one wants to eat them.

Qin Jingshen hummed: "Okay, when you come back, we will buy ingredients together and make them for you."

Wen Lang's eyes curled up: "Compare Xinxin."

Although they often used Bixin emoticons when chatting on WeChat, this was the first time Wen Lang said such intimate words to Qin Jingshen.

Qin Jingshen was stunned for a moment, his eyes deepened for a moment: "Wen Lang."

"Ok?"

"Comparison."

Now the one who was stunned became Wen Lang.

Qin Jingshen actually sent him Bixin's voice on WeChat before, but after all, it was only a one-way voice message, and now Qin Jingshen's voice came out through the microphone, and for some reason, Wen Lang actually heard something from it. Very lingering taste.

Wen Lang's heart jumped uncontrollably, and he was silent for 20 seconds before regaining his senses: "...um."

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and for a while, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard from the microphone.

After being silent for a while, Qin Jingshen spoke first: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

He looked at Wen Lang carefully, his brows were softened by the video, with a harmonious and gentle look.

"...Okay." Wen Lang paused, "Go to bed early too, good night."

He looked into Qin Jingshen's eyes in the video, and suddenly felt a little at a loss. After saying good night, he turned off the video screen first, but the voice was still on.

Demacia on the opposite side stopped screaming, and it was extremely quiet for four weeks.

Wen Lang still didn't speak, and listened quietly. After a long while, he suddenly heard a faint laughter.

"Good night."

Amidst the laughter, Qin Jingshen spoke in a low voice, and the two words came out through the microphone, inexplicably, inexplicably, they reached Wen Lang's heart so clearly.

The author has something to say: To be reasonable, I want to have a boyfriend like Mr. Qin, not to mention falling in love, I can just go straight for the proof!

What a fool!directly on!

Wen Lang: [His Majesty the Taotie gazes into the abyss].jpg