Mr. Qin is always serious

Wen Lang was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he subconsciously began to think of excuses.

As a result, the excuse didn't come to mind, Wen Rong said first: "Don't lie to me on purpose, are you living with Qin Jingshen?"

Wen Lang couldn't help but sneak a glance at Qin Jingshen, who met his eyes with deep eyebrows and tenderness hidden deep inside.

Wen Lang decided to tell the truth: "...um."

Wen Rong took a deep breath: "Turn off the hands-free first."

Wen Lang habitually listened to the words of the elders, and then heard Wen Rong's lowered voice coming from the microphone: "Do you still know that you are just an underage cub now?"

"I know." Wen Lang was a little shy, "Mr. Qin and I didn't do anything, the most we did was kiss and hug, we didn't even raise our hands high."

Aren't you awesome?

Wen Rong was almost pissed off.

The little cub I raised with great difficulty was so innocent and innocent, but as soon as I didn't watch it, I was fooled into bed by the big tail wolf.

Let's live together!Another quilt!

I can't bear to think about it!

Wen Rong narrowed his eyes: "You haven't announced recently?"

"Yes, yes." Wen Lang hurriedly said that he did not forget about work because of his obsession with dating, "I just went to Fu Tong's concert as a guest a few days ago, and there is an advertisement to be filmed next week. Movie."

"I would have forgotten if you didn't mention the concert." Wen Rong said in a cool voice, "Are you guys planning to come out publicly? Shiba Inu headbands or something, very thoughtful."

Wen Lang didn't realize that Wen Rong was talking ironically, and said happily, "It's all Mr. Qin's idea, do you think he is particularly cute? I—"

The following words came to an abrupt end after hearing Wen Rong's sneer.

Wen Lang also understood at this time, and hurriedly remedied: "No, we dare not."

Wen Rong is full of exhaustion, and the complexity of his heart is no different from that of an old man who watched his daughter get married.

Wen Lang carefully probed: "Brother?"

The cunning, silly, white and sweet little boy, he softly calls him brother as soon as he is coaxed.

Wen Rong has nothing to do with him: "You are not allowed to do things you shouldn't do before you reach adulthood."

Wen Lang behaved like a little milk dog at this moment: "I know, I know, the most is to kiss, and I will definitely do nothing else."

dear?

The complexity deep in Wen Rong's heart came back in an instant, and she was so melancholy that she didn't want to talk at all.

He sighed: "I have a mural to paint in my hand now, after these things are done, you can come and stay with me for a while."

Wen Lang, who finally shared the bed with Mr. Qin: "..."

Wen Lang sniffed and said softly, "Brother."

"It's useless to act like a baby." Wen Rong said, "Be good, and you will still be my favorite little cub."

Taotie Cub wanted to rebel for a moment, but he didn't dare in front of the elders.

Wen Lang felt aggrieved: "Then... that's fine."

Xiao Zai Zai's voice was soft and soft, and it sounded extremely pitiful.

But the head of Bai Ze's family did not soften his heart: "Then let's do this for today. Don't forget what I said just now. You are no longer the little cub who only reached my waist back then. Take care of yourself."

His Majesty Taotie coaxed: "I know, brother."

Wen Rong's voice also softened, and she gently said good night to him, and quickly hung up the phone.

Wen Lang put down his phone, his face full of melancholy: "Mr. Qin, a cool song for you and me."

"What's wrong?" Qin Jingshen looked at him.

"Brother Wen Rong asked me to live with him for a while later. Long-distance relationships are terrible."

"How long?"

"I don't know." Wen Lang was full of melancholy, "But it doesn't matter, dear boyfriend, let's find out about online dating?"

Qin Jingshen had a smile in his eyes: "Okay."

At this time, it was already past eleven o'clock, the surroundings were completely silent, the lights in the bedroom were dim, and the warmth enveloped the person on the bed.

Qin Jingshen took the pillow in Wen Lang's hand and put it aside, and said softly, "It's late, go to sleep."

Wen Lang nodded, and lay down obediently hugging the pillow, looking at Qin Jingshen without blinking.

The latter turned off the light, and lay down gently beside him, Wen Lang's eyelashes trembled, and soon felt his hand being held by the person beside him.

The tentacles are warm and slightly damp.

This kind of action, which is usually very simple, suddenly makes people unconsciously nervous when they change places.

Wen Lang's heart was pounding, and he felt that the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous for a moment: "Mr. Qin."

Qin Jingshen's deep voice reached his ears: "Yes."

After a simple sound, he opened his mouth again: "Actually, you can call me by my name."

Wen Lang had such an idea a long time ago, but maybe because Qin Jingshen's patriarchal aura was too strong, he secretly said it many times and felt a little embarrassed, so he had to give up this idea.

"Qin Jing, Jing, um..." Wen Lang buried his face in the pillow, "Is it better to call him Mr. Qin? I think it's super interesting."

Qin Jingshen paused, and said softly, "Okay... Langlang."

Wen Rong trembled, and raised his head a little stiffly: "Mr. Qin, why don't you call me Wen Lang?"

Qin Jingshen lowered his eyes: "What's wrong?"

How to say this?

Wen Lang hesitated for a few seconds, but decided to tell the truth: "When you call me that, you always give me the feeling of a big brother like Brother Wen Rong, which is weird."

Qin Jingshen: "..."

Mr. Qin, the former straight man of steel, finally realized how it feels to be spoiled when he is in a relationship. After a long silence, he laughed softly.

This is agreed.

Wen Lang then laughed, threw the pillow in his arms out of the quilt, and then stretched out his hand to hug Qin Jingshen's arm tightly: "Then shall we sleep?"

Qin Jingshen tightened his fingers, and let out a low hum from his throat, Wen Lang laughed: "I want a kiss before going to bed."

As soon as the voice fell, I felt a kiss on my lips, like a superficial touch, very tender.

Satisfied, Wen Lang lowered his head and hugged his arms a little tighter, and slowly closed his eyes.

**

At nine o'clock the next day, Qin Jingshen took Wen Lang to Longdu Ski Resort.

The ski resort is located on the eastern peak of Longdu, and it is the largest ski resort in the surrounding cities. It is covered with snow as far as the eye can see.

Qin Jingshen led Wen Lang into the locker room, looked down at him, "Are you still sleepy?"

Wen Lang listlessly raised his eyes: "It's okay."

He didn't sleep well last night, probably because the kiss before going to sleep had been dreaming all night.

In fact, there was nothing unsocialistic in the dream, but Taotie Zaizai was so silly and sweet, just seeing Mr. Qin smile at him in the dream was enough to be hooked out of his mind.

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Wen Lang rubbed his face: "I must go to bed early tonight, before 10:30."

He himself didn't believe what he said, but Mr. Qin didn't say anything, and smiled slightly: "I'm with you."

Wen Lang's heart skipped a beat, and just as he was about to push him back, the little animals waiting beside him couldn't wait any longer, and reached out their claws to hook his sleeves.

Wen Lang turned his head, and Shiba Inu and Xiao Taotie were squatting over there, with Demacia following beside them.

Ju Baoer was afraid of the cold, so Wen Lang didn't bring it this time, and Zhou Yanxiu forcibly sent Demacia after he knew they were going skiing.

Alaska is a sled dog, and he yearns for this kind of environment. He has been barking with his head up since he went up the mountain, and now he can't wait anymore, and wants to take Wen Lang out with a hook of his paw.

Wen Lang patted it on the head: "Wait a minute."

He turned to look at Qin Jingshen: "Mr. Qin, let's go change."

Qin Jingshen nodded: "En."

The two of them went to the back to change their clothes. Wen Lang came to the ski resort for the first time, and he was not very skilled in dressing, so he followed the instructions on the door several times before getting dressed.

He opened the door and went out. Outside, Qin Jingshen had already changed his clothes and was waiting there. The white and blue ski suit made him look younger several times in an instant.

Although Qin Jingshen was not old at first.

And when Wen Lang looked at Qin Jingshen, the latter was actually looking at him, a person with dark eyes.

The person in front of him had long legs and a thin waist, and he didn't look bloated in a ski suit. His hair was messed up a lot when changing clothes, messy and soft, and he looked like a lazy and elegant cat when he smiled.

Qin Jingshen's fingers trembled, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and stepped forward to rub his hair.

Wen Lang didn't care too much, the dimples on his cheeks were faintly visible: "This is my first time skiing, and I have to ask my boyfriend to take care of me later."

Qin Jingshen's eyes were soft, and he raised his hand to pass the goggles to him: "Okay."

Wen Lang followed him out, and the three little animals started to wave as soon as they saw the snow, stretching out their paws a few times.

Wen Lang put on the goggles, tried to support himself with the ski pole in his hand, almost slipped, and barely stabilized himself after hugging Qin Jingshen's arm.

He was a little timid: "Mr. Qin, do you really think I don't need to find a coach?"

There are coaches in the ski resort, but Qin Jingshen said no when he came up, so no one came to disturb them at the moment.

Qin Jingshen hummed, and held his arm in the current position: "You can... relax with me."

Wen Lang took a deep breath: "I will try my best."

With her boyfriend by her side, Wen Lang felt a little bit stronger, and he relaxed after a while.

Qin Jingshen went to the back to support his waist, and taught him with his hands: "Separate your legs a little, lean your body forward a little, raise your hands, yes, that's it, support it."

Wen Lang held the ski pole tentatively and pushed forward, and Qin Jingshen hugged him just after sliding a little: "How do you feel?"

Wen Lang thought about it for a while: "It seems to be okay."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but ask again: "What should I do if I slip and fall?"

His Majesty Taotie, who was cowardly, was afraid of falling before he even started to slide.

A smile appeared in Qin Jingshen's eyes, and he told him what to pay attention to, and then said: "It's okay if you don't remember, just bump into me when you're about to slip, and I'll catch you. "

Wen Lang loves to hear this.

He smiled and rolled his eyes: "My boyfriend is reliable."

Next to it are three small animals that have already happily ran down.

Wen Lang regained his grip on the ski pole, took a deep breath, pushed forward, and instantly slid down with inertia.

Qin Jingshen slid over and followed beside him, looking at him seriously.

Before Wen Lang slipped, he was worried that he would fall, but he didn't expect it to go smoothly.

He gradually found some feeling, the speed unconsciously accelerated, and he felt as if he had returned to the time when he was on the mountain in the mist, free and at ease.

But this freedom did not last long.

After another 10 minutes of skating, there was a turning point in front of him. Wen Lang had long forgotten what to do, panicked, and lost his balance instantly.

Qin Jingshen noticed it and immediately said, "Wen Lang, come here."

Wen Lang subconsciously changed direction following his words, and ran straight towards Qin Jingshen. The latter turned around, stretched out his hand when Wen Lang slid over, and hugged him tightly.

Feeling himself falling into a warm embrace, Wen Lang heaved a sigh of relief, and subconsciously leaned against Qin Jingshen.

Due to the weight of his body and the inertia of the collision, Qin Jingshen couldn't stand still, and fell backwards in the snow while holding him.

"Puff-"

At the same time as the snow splashed, there was also a warm feeling on the lips.

Wen Lang's eyelashes trembled, and he unconsciously licked it with the tip of his tongue.

In the next second, Qin Jingshen's eyes darkened, his hands lightly placed on the back of his head, and he lowered his head to deepen the kiss.

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