Mr. Qin is always serious

Mr. Qin stood there wearing a fluffy Shiba headband, looking good-looking and soft.

Wen Lang looked at him, unable to look away for a while.

Qin Jingshen was obviously wearing such a cute thing for the first time, and he was still a little embarrassed. He pursed his lips and took off the Shiba Inu ears on his head: "Is it ugly?"

"Huh? No, special, very good-looking!" Wen Lang was so cute by his boyfriend that he couldn't even speak clearly, "You are super good-looking, Mr. Qin."

Qin Jingshen's expression softened: "Just as long as you like it."

Mr. Qin who pretends to be calm despite being very happy is also very cute.

Wen Lang laughed, deliberately misinterpreting Qin Jingshen's meaning: "Of course I like you the most."

Qin Jingshen paused, then gave a low hum, his brows and eyes drooping slightly.

Satisfied to see Mr. Qin's shy appearance as he wished, Wen Lang smiled and took the Shiba Inu's ear in his hand and pinched it: "Did you specially order this?"

"Yeah." Qin Jingshen looked up at him, "There's also an orange cat's ears at home...it's for you."

"That's really good." The smile in Wen Lang's eyes hasn't disappeared since just now, "We can wear them to take pictures when we go back, and then post the developed photos on the wall together with the previous ones, what do you think? How about it?"

Qin Jingshen nodded: "Tomorrow I will change the wall on the left side of the living room into a photo wall."

My boyfriend is on the road.

Wen Lang smiled: "It's really considerate, no, I have to reward my boyfriend with a kiss."

His Majesty Taotie is no longer cowardly now, he just does what he says, and raises his head with a smile in front of Qin Jingshen: "Boyfriend, bow your head."

Qin Jingshen lowered his head to meet his eyes, and then got a slightly jerky kiss.

It is really jerky, there is no trick at all, kiss it according to the feeling, and occasionally bite when you want to play tricks.

The faint sound of water slowly sounded in the surrounding silence, lingering and ambiguous.

Wen Lang felt that he didn't want to stop at all, that he couldn't kiss enough: "Mr. Qin, kiss me too."

Qin Jingshen's eyes deepened a little.

Wen Lang looked at him nervously and expectantly, but his boyfriend's kiss didn't arrive, and he heard Fu Tong's voice coming in from outside the door: "I think... why don't you go home and kiss again at night?"

Wen Lang: "..."

He turned back blankly, Fu Tong was leaning against the door, raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "I didn't expect you to be such an unreserved person, you don't even close the door when you kiss."

The door really forgot to close, there is no way, such a lovely Mr. Qin standing there, who can notice such a trivial matter.

But the facts are the facts, Wen Lang felt that Fu Tong's words were too shameless.

You seem to be very reserved!

Wasn't it you who did bad things in the room and left the door open just now?

Gee.

Wen Lang narrowed his eyes: "Bah."

Fu Tong smiled: "No trouble, no trouble, time is running out, let's go to the scene for a while."

Wen Lang nodded: "OK."

The two of them went to the front. Wen Lang had no experience before, so he followed Fu Tong to find a camera position to step on the camera all the way, and walked three or four times before he settled down.

At this time, the time has passed 04:30, less than half an hour before the official start of the concert.

The outside audience slowly entered the arena, Wen Lang and Fu Tong went to the back to touch up their makeup, His Majesty Taotie was a little nervous, couldn't help but took out the diary from his pocket and continued to read.

Fu Tong saw it and clicked his tongue: "What are you talking about, don't be nervous."

Wen Lang didn't say anything.

Fu Tong reached out and took off the small notebook in his hand: "Don't look at it, at worst, we'll compose lyrics on the spot. It's not like you haven't done this before."

Wen Lang: "...that's exactly what you said."

Wen Lang decided to let himself go, and casually leaned back: "Then here comes the problem."

"Ok?"

"Who is that man in the black Tang suit, Fu Qianyuan? Fu Ergou?"

Fu Tong knew that he couldn't be fooled this time, and after a few seconds of silence, he nodded slightly.

Wen Lang touched his chin: "Then what is his relationship with you?"

A somewhat unnatural expression appeared on Fu Tong's face: "Ex-boyfriend."

Wen Lang: "Oh, okay."

Fu Tong: "... What kind of eyes do you have?"

"It's probably the shock after discovering that brain supplements have become a reality." Wen Lang said enthusiastically, "Is that the one you've known for a month and slipped out of bed?"

"You've only known each other for a month and then slipped out on the bed." Fu Tong was very unhappy, "We spent much longer cultivating our relationship than you and Qin Jingshen."

I want to slip on the bed, isn't that thin-skinned?

Besides, the fact that you have sex within a month of knowing each other is also what you said yourself.

It's shameless to lie to minors.

Wen Lang hummed in his heart: "Then how did you know each other?"

"Actually, like you and Bai Ze, I was also picked up by him, but..."

"Ok?"

Fu Tong raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Bai Ze raised your eyebrows, and if you were raised, you were raped by others. Fu Qianyuan raised me, and I was the only one who raised you."

Wen Lang: "..."

Why does that sound so wrong?

He couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Over there, Fu Tong laughed again: "Okay, underage kid, we have to go to the lift."

Wen Lang had no choice but to temporarily suppress his desire to hit someone, and nodded silently: "Let's go."

The two of them went to the lift platform, and when the time passed by, Wen Lang put on his ears and went back to stand up, only to feel nervousness come back, making his palms sweat.

Fu Tong still loves Xiao Zai Zai very much: "Don't be nervous, I don't mind if you mess with me."

Wen Lang nodded: "Actually, I'm not afraid of spoiling you, I'm worried about losing face in front of Mr. Qin."

Fu Tong: "Oh."

Wen Lang was so happy after being skinned for a while, he even felt less nervous, and raised his head with a smile.

The lifting platform rose slowly, and soon after, the surrounding lights were lit up, and screams followed.

Wen Lang heard his name inside, and at the same time saw the light board with his name written on it.

No.

Not only his name, but also... His Majesty Taotie.

——His Majesty Taotie has a heartfelt heart.

——Has Your Majesty lost his horse in the live broadcast today?

——Mr. Lang, Mr. Lang, His Majesty, he said that he wanted to make a deal with you.

Wen Lang: ...

Very good, it seems that the stalk of losing the horse in the live broadcast is not going to pass.

So angry, but you still have to keep smiling.

Over there, Fu Tong had already interacted with the audience, and looked back at him: "Your Majesty, why don't you come and talk to your cuties?"

The people below screamed instantly: "Ah, ah, your majesty!"

Wen Lang smiled helplessly: "Hi everyone, I am your predestined artist, His Majesty Wen Lang."

The screaming suddenly became louder: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Fu Tong laughed out loud: "Your Majesty is more or less predestined, I don't know. The only thing I can guarantee is that I can sing well today. What do you want to hear for the first song?"

Of course, the fans knew that their idols basically only knew the song "The Wind of the Old Times", and they cheered and shouted in unison that they wanted to hear this song.

Fu Tong smiled again: "No problem, so please listen to the first song - "Island" carefully."

The fans were silent for a while, but still cheered with dignity.

The two sat down in front. Wen Lang picked up the guitar and lowered his head. Before he was about to pluck the strings, Fu Tong temporarily turned off the headset: "Look to the left."

Wen Lang subconsciously looked in the direction he said, and then saw his boyfriend at the front of the special auditorium over there.

He stood there wearing a fluffy Shiba Inu ear headband, and holding a light sign with Wen Lang's name in his hand, he looked no different from the little fans next to him.

Of course, the people around had seen him a long time ago, their eyes were shining, Wen Lang looked at him, feeling a little shy for no reason.

Show affection in full view.

His Majesty Taotie is very embarrassed.

Fu Tong reminded in a low voice: "Little Zai Zai, come back to your senses."

Wen Lang pursed his lips and smiled, bowed his head and began to pluck the strings.

After the sound of the guitar, Fu Tong sang the first line. The two of them divided it evenly, and each of them divided a section.

The two vocal lines are different, but when they sang like this, they were unexpectedly harmonious. The audience below gently shook the cheering sticks in their hands, and no one had the heart to speak.

They listened quietly, and Wen Lang and Fu Tong sang softly. After singing many songs in succession, they came to the solo song mixed in the middle.

Fu Tong sang his new summer song, Wen Lang had no other choice but "The Wind of the Old Times".

The guitar strings sounded together, and the fans below cheered instantly.

And as if there was a tacit understanding, after the cheers, no one made a sound, just quietly watching the people on the stage.

This person is liked by them, maybe for a few days, maybe for a few months, maybe for a few years, the years have been going on, but he seems to have not changed much, wearing a simple white shirt, sitting on it, drooping his eyes and singing softly, It seemed to be the same as when it first appeared in front of their eyes a few years ago.

The lyrics go backward sentence by sentence, and slowly reach the chorus part.

Fu Tong was needed here to harmonize, Wen Lang raised his head and looked at Fu Tong, but the latter just smiled, as if he didn't intend to speak at all.

Wen Lang was a little puzzled, but he continued to sing along.

And at the same time as he entered the chorus, he heard the harmony sound, but it wasn't Fu Tong.

The voice is low, with a slight hoarseness when humming, very familiar.

It was Qin Jingshen's voice.

Wen Lang paused, turned his head and glanced to the left, there was no one in the front seat, only a light board with his name shining brightly.

And the person who should have been sitting there is now wearing fluffy Shiba ears, harmonizing for him out of nowhere.

Wen Lang only felt that the softest part of his heart had been stabbed hard, and then gently poured warm water on it, making it warm.

He finally sang the song with tenderness, and after the last chord ended, Wen Lang smiled and made a heart-to-heart gesture: "Being heart-to-heart."

The fans screamed in response, Wen Lang smiled and waved at them, and when he picked up the guitar again, he pretended to glance to the left inadvertently.

Qin Jingshen has already returned, holding the light board and looking at him with harmonious eyes, the Shiba Inu ears on his head are fluffy and soft.

Noticing Wen Lang's gaze, he raised his head, slowly pulled out an extremely gentle smile, quietly folded his hands on both sides of the light sign into a heart shape, and smiled silently: "I like you."

In front of you is the sound of guitar strings and tens of thousands of people boiling, and there are countless excitement around you.

And the person he likes, wearing Shiba Inu ears with his name on it, and holding a light sign with his name on it, said to him in the surrounding bustle.

--I like you.

Wen Lang's heart was pounding, pounding.

These four words kept circling in his heart, and gradually turned into a seed, which took root and sprouted in the softest part of his heart, and then grew a flower, with the same words engraved on each petal.

I like you too.

really like.

extremely like.

……

All over the world favorite.

The author has something to say: The girl's heart exploded.

When I was writing this chapter, I suddenly thought of the time when Lin and I were just together, and I was inexplicably happy.

Decided to call my classmate Lin hehehew.