Mr. Qin is always serious

Wen Rong's studio is in the urban area, not far from Lu Zhang's law firm.

Wen Lang stood outside with his head bowed, not daring to go in.

His Majesty Taotie trembled inwardly.

Not long ago, I was still chatting with my boyfriend, and now I was called by the parents to lecture, and the gap in my heart was really not ordinary.

Weak, sad, helpless.

And cowardly.

At this time, it was already past zero, and the surrounding night was dark, only a little warm light from the studio window.

Wen Lang took a deep breath, finally pushed the door and walked in, stopped outside the rightmost room of the studio, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, a warm voice came from the door: "Come in."

The lights in the room were warm, and incense was burning in the corner.

The curling smoke spread out from here, and gradually spread to the feet of a person. He was sitting there in a white Tang suit, with slightly lowered eyebrows and indifferent eyes.

Wen Lang called out cowardly: "Brother Wen Rong."

Wen Lang's voice was very light: "Sit."

Wen Lang, a primary school student, sat down opposite him, and Wen Rong raised his eyes: "Tell me, what's going on."

Wen Lang hesitated for a while, but in the end he still didn't listen to Fu Tong's words, and chose to be honest: "I... I'm with Mr. Qin."

Wen Rong paused with her fingers, and her face immediately sank: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I don't want to make you angry, but I know it all." Wen Lang met Wen Rong's eyes with a serious tone, "I know he is very good... No one treats me better than him except you, I like him .”

Wen Rong pursed his lips, lowered his eyes in silence, and didn't say a word.

The incense in the corner was still burning, half of his face was illuminated by the lantern, and half was hidden in the smoke and shadows, leaving only a vague outline.

Such tenderness made Wen Lang's heart suddenly flustered even more.

Wen Lang was not afraid of Wen Rong losing his temper. Although Bai Ze who lost his temper would chase him from one end of Wuzhong Mountain to the other, he would carry him back when he was tired from running, and then feed him a candy with a smile.

But Wen Lang was afraid of Wen Rong's silence.

This means that he has let Bai Ze down, and it is a very deep and real kind of disappointment.

Wen Lang lowered his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He didn't want to disappoint Wen Rong, not from the moment he picked her up on the mountaintop in the mist.

It was quiet again for four weeks.

After a while, a gentle voice sounded, slightly hoarse: "Do you know why I'm angry?"

Wen Lang subconsciously wondered if it was because he and Mr. Qin had different races, but he was wrong.

These days, the monsters are more promiscuous than the other, and it doesn't matter if they are different. Bai Ze is not the head of a feudal family, of course it is the same.

Wen Lang shook his head: "I..."

As soon as he uttered a word, Wen Rong met his eyes directly in front of him, and said word by word: "Wen Lang, how did your previous glutton die, have you forgotten?"

Wen Lang was taken aback.

Then I heard Wen Rong say: "Whether you forget it or not, I still remember it."

The Taotie that was born before Wen Lang lived for 180 nine years.

In the first 6000 years, it was no different from Wen Lang, just basking in the sun and picking flowers, when bored, went to the next mountain to find a powerful monster to fight, and when he came back, he just found a place to lie down and sleep until dawn to watch the sunrise.

Later, he fell in love with someone, and after being with him for decades, this person died.

He is also crazy.

In the end, he swallowed his lover's ashes and crashed to death on the top of the mountain in the mist.

He has been lying in the place where he used to watch the sunrise, and has been immersed in the mud for more than 1000 years.

Then a gluttonous cub was born here, with a milky sound, it crashed into Wen Rong's arms who went up the mountain to watch the sunrise.

Wen Rong took him home and named him Lang, hoping that his life would be safe and joyful, happy and worry-free.

I didn't expect that once I didn't watch him, Xiao Zai Zai would go far away and embark on a road of no return.

The parents couldn't help being angry.

Wen Rong said with a sullen face, "What are your plans?"

Wen Lang was stunned for a while, then shook his head dejectedly: "I don't know."

Wen Rong looked at him without speaking.

In the silence, Wen Lang suddenly felt unprecedented frustration. He felt that he didn't understand anything and was selfish, as if he was always causing trouble for Wen Rong.

But Wen Rong never owed him anything.

He took him home, taught him to read and write, put him to sleep, and always brought him delicious fruits when he went out and came back.

Wen Lang has changed from a homeless little monster to a cub who is loved by others.

He got so much from Wen Rong, but got so little in return.

Wen Lang was in a very bad mood, and almost unconsciously changed back to the appearance of a big glutton. The fluffy big dumpling sat there with his head bowed in a human posture, his ears folded pitifully, and his voice was very low: "Brother, am I I let you down?"

From Wen Rong's angle, he couldn't see his expression, only the soft hair on his head.

He still didn't speak.

This silence is like default.

Wen Lang felt very uncomfortable, and even felt his nose was a little sore, so he couldn't help raising his paw and rubbing his eyes, when he suddenly heard a soft sigh.

The sound of footsteps followed, and a corner of a Tang suit slowly appeared in front of my eyes.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a warm touch on my head.

Wen Lang raised his head in a daze.

The gloomyness on Wen Rong's face disappeared at some point, and there was a little pain in his soft eyes: "No matter when, in my heart, you are the little cub who hugs my leg and calls me brother, I won't I'm disappointed in you, Langlang—"

He rubbed Wen Lang's head lightly.

"Brother will always love you."

Wen Lang was completely stunned.

Wen Rong stroked the wet hair at the corner of his eyes: "You good beast, Taotie, you didn't cry when you beat me when you were young, but why did you start crying when you grew up?"

After Wen Lang realized it, he felt embarrassed immediately, raised his paw and wiped his eyes: "I...I didn't."

Wen Rong looked at him: "Did I scare you just now?"

"No." Wen Lang lowered his head, "It was originally my fault."

After finishing speaking, he sniffed and said cautiously: "I don't know what to do, life is like this, I can't change it, but... Brother, I really like him."

Wen Rong stopped talking again, and stood there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wen Lang gradually became anxious: "Brother?"

Only then did Wen Rong come back to his senses, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he said softly: "...Call him over."

Wen Lang paused: "Mr. Qin?"

"Ah."

Wen Lang hesitated: "Mr. Qin, he, he is outside."

Wen Rong: "..."

Wen Rong narrowed his eyes: "Didn't you say that you are only allowed to come here?"

Wen Lang folded his ears again.

Wen Rong's heart softened. Seeing his appearance, she couldn't bear to scold him, so she sighed: "Go, call him in."

Wen Lang's ears perked up in an instant, and he ran outside after saying hello.

After running two or three steps, Wen Rong stopped him: "That's all you want to go out?"

Wen Lang glanced down subconsciously, and when he saw his fluffy paws, he stopped instantly, stretched out his claws, pulled his clothes and ran behind the screen, and when he came out again, he became a young man with a thin waist and long legs.

Wen Rong looked at him helplessly: "Stupid."

Wen Lang was a little shy: "Then I... went?"

"Go." Wen Rong said.

Wen Lang rolled his eyes, ran out with a smile on his face, and came back not long after, and there was another person behind him.

The steps are steady, and the eyebrows and eyes are deep.

When Wen Rong saw it, his eyes narrowed immediately.

It's not because of Qin Jingshen's people, but because of the clothes they wear.

Because Wen Rong said 10 minutes before, Wen Rong was panicked again. After hanging up the phone, he put on a long suit and came out without even having time to pull the zipper.

The same goes for Qin Jingshen.

In other words, what Wen Rong saw now was the couple's plush pajamas in their coats.

Wen Lang timidly pulled his clothes secretly, trying to cover up.

Wen Rong glanced at it by accident, and there was a bit of helplessness in his eyes: "Mr. Qin, sit down."

After speaking, he looked at Wen Lang again: "You sit too."

The two sat down as promised. Wen Lang was originally sitting next to Qin Jingshen, but after being glanced at by Wen Rong, he shyly moved to the side.

The cowardly gluttonous cubs huddled here, watching the two big bosses talking in front of them.

But it sounded like they were just chatting about homework, and nothing else was said.

What does it mean?

Wen Lang shook his legs slightly, and suddenly heard Wen Rong ask: "Mr. Qin, can you show me your bracelet?"

What he was talking about was the bracelet made of gluttonous hair, which was unintentionally exposed when Qin Jingshen raised his hand just now.

Wen Lang instantly wanted to order a cool song for himself.

I was so nervous just now that I forgot to explain this.

Qin Jingshen hummed over there, took off the rope and handed it to Wen Rong.

Wen Rong held it in his hand and looked at it, then casually glanced at Wen Lang.

Wen Lang lowered his head instantly, cowardly like a puppy.

Wen Rong smiled silently, and was about to return the rope to Qin Jingshen when he suddenly stopped.

He found that there was another kind of aura on the person in front of him, which was relatively weak, and he didn't feel it when he was under the pressure of Taotie before, but now it was slowly revealed as soon as the hand rope was off his body.

And this breath is somewhat familiar.

Wen Rong narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Qin, what are you going to say to your family about Langlang and you?"

"I've already said it." Qin Jingshen said, "I have a crush in my heart, and they knew about it two years ago."

Wen Lang tilted his head to look at him, his eyes sparkling.

"Then what do they mean?" Wen Rong continued to ask.

Qin Jingshen's eyes softened: "My father really wants to see him."

Both Wen Lang and Wen Rong noticed that he only mentioned my father.

Wen Rong raised his eyes: "Father?"

Qin Jingshen nodded slightly: "They are also gay."

He paused, and then said, "I am a surrogate abroad."

Surrogate ghost.

Wen Rong basically knew it in his heart: "If I have time, I want to meet them, is it suitable?"

"Of course it fits."

Wen Rong smiled, didn't continue to mention these things, and said, "Mr. Qin, I still want to say a few words with Lang Lang."

This is chasing people in disguise.

Qin Jingshen hummed, got up and walked out slowly, Wen Rong watched his figure disappear, turned around, and instantly met Wen Lang's shining eyes.

Wen Rong narrowed his eyes: "What's the matter with that bracelet?"

Wen Lang told him what happened back then, and after listening, Wen Rong was silent for a few seconds: "Did you feel anything wrong with Qin Jingshen?"

Wen Lang was at a loss: "What's wrong?"

Wen Rong looked at him and sighed softly in his heart.

Because the Taotie was unconscious before leaving, Wen Lang's inheritance was affected a bit, and he was often not that keen.

Such gluttonous cubs couldn't survive in ancient times, but fortunately, the fierce beasts hide themselves separately, and there is no threat.

Wen Rongxin couldn't help but soften again, and shook her head: "It's okay."

Wen Lang didn't pay much attention to this, and asked with sparkling eyes: "You want to meet Mr. Qin's family, do you agree?"

The raised cubs always want to be pigs.

Wen Rong suddenly felt a little melancholy, but there was nothing he could do: "It's hard to say now, I'll have to wait until I meet his family before making a decision."

This is already a big step forward.

And my brother is always hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

Wen Lang laughed contentedly, and suddenly stepped forward and hugged him: "You are the best, brother."

Wen Rong froze for a moment.

At this moment, he seemed to see Wen Lang again many years ago. At that time, the little boy had only reached his waist. He had a very naughty personality. Tang can coax him to smile, and then he will hug him like this now, smiling and saying, you are the best, brother.

Many years passed in a blink of an eye, and the little Zaizai who only reached his waist at the beginning became a big Zaizai, who was almost as tall as him when he stood up.

But he was still the soft, gluttonous cub from back then.

With warm eyes, he hummed.

Then he reached out and rubbed Wen Lang's head, and smiled softly.

The author has something to say: Well, it's decided.

Mr. Lang and Mr. Qin, you take him away. Brother Bai Ze is mine. Holding him is a [-]-meter sprint!

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