Mr. Qin is always serious

Qin Jingshen's office is on the top floor of Huanyu. When you enter, you can see a whole wall of French windows. When you stand by the side and look down, you have the feeling of overlooking the city.

Wen Lang looked around unhurriedly, and asked what he really cared about: "Mr. Qin, do you have a lounge here?"

Xiao Zai Zai's words are not malicious at first, after all, because of nervousness, he called you you.

Qin Jingshen glanced at him: "Yes."

He turned around and walked to the left, there was a door there, Wen Lang actually saw it when he first came in.

The man with a turbulent heart followed with a smile. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a window in the back of the lounge.

The strange thing is not the window itself, but its orientation.

——From where to glance down, you can see the body room on the next floor at a glance. Wen Lang was often tossed there back then.

Thinking about Mr. Qin's secret love for more than three years, then this matter is very delicate.

Wen Lang rubbed his chin, then turned to look at Qin Jingshen, who naturally knew what he was thinking, and his ears turned red silently.

The default looks are so cute.

Wen Lang rubbed his chin: "Mr. Qin, did you often visit me here back then?"

He used to be a little timid in front of Qin Jingshen, and he practiced the survival principle of seeing through but not explaining through himself. This was the first time he asked this question.

Qin Jingshen pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then nodded lightly: "En."

Wen Lang felt blind for a moment.

He still has a good idea of ​​what he looked like back then. He is used to being lazy, and his flexibility is worse than that of non-major students. The physique teacher is also ruthless. Feeling Wen Lang is still fresh in my memory.

That period of time should be the most embarrassing time in Wen Lang's career.

It doesn't matter if you are in a mess, if you are watched by your boyfriend the whole time, then it is not an ordinary embarrassment.

Wen Lang looked at Qin Jingshen with complicated eyes: "You must have almost forgotten me at that time, right?"

Mr. Qin, who is used to straight men, didn't understand Wen Lang's melancholy point at all, and shook his head: "No, I drew a lot of your paintings at that time, and they are still in the studio now."

No, this is why you are wrong, Qin Jingshen.

Usually the love talk is obviously very seductive, why is it suddenly not good when it comes to coaxing people?

Good overlord, I haven't made any progress after dating for so long.

unhappy.

But what can you do if you are not happy?

Of course he chose to forgive him.

Wen Lang sighed silently in his heart, and wisely changed the topic: "Come and eat a small cake, creamy things won't go well after a long time."

He opened the cake box on the side, scooped up a piece with a spoon and handed it to Qin Jingshen's mouth: "How about the taste?"

Qin Jingshen slightly bent down to eat the cake on the spoon, and then softly said under Wen Lang's expectant gaze: "Not bad."

After a pause, he added: "But the chain link seems a bit ugly."

Wen Lang: "..."

In fact, there was no chain link on the cake originally, but Wen Lang saw a young couple next to him hooking himself, so he tried it on a whim.

This is too shocking.

Wen Lang was silent for a few seconds, and finally decided to forgive him again: "Maybe it was an operation error, probably...it will look better next time."

Qin Jingshen raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "Yes."

With such a good-looking boyfriend by his side, Wen Lang's loss didn't stop for too long. After eating the box of cakes with Qin Jingshen, he smiled and patted the bed behind him: "Boyfriend, let's talk."

After the words fell, Qin Jingshen sat down beside him, and said, "Are you busy this afternoon?"

"It's almost the end of the year, there are some." Qin Jingshen looked at the wall clock on the wall, "What's wrong?"

"I originally wanted to have an office romance, but since my boyfriend is so busy, let's keep everything simple." Wen Lang raised his head slightly, looked at the person in front of him with a smile, "How about giving me a kiss?"

It took less than three seconds for the words to come out, and I got a kiss that lasted a long time as I wished.

After the kiss was over, Wen Lang's breathing was a little unsteady, and the corners of his eyes were also a little red.

Qin Jingshen lightly touched there with his fingers, touching Wen Lang's forehead: "Do you still want to?"

Obviously it was just a kiss, but when I said these three words, I felt inexplicably lustful.

Wen Lang's ears turned red: "... yes."

Then a low laugh was heard, and Qin Jingshen's lips covered it again.

This kiss was a bit longer than before, and Wen Lang felt that he seemed to be a kiss-demanding maniac now, who couldn't stop once he touched Qin Jingshen.

But Qin Jingshen's mood was actually the same as his.

The two of them nestled in the lounge like this, tossing and kissing for countless times, until the wall clock on the wall made a jingle, and they barely stopped.

Wen Lang took a steady breath: "Mr. Qin, let's go to work first, it's not good to work overtime at night, after all, a beautiful nightlife is still waiting for us."

Qin Jingshen paused: "Are you leaving?"

I don't want to let me just say it straight, why bother to ask so euphemistically.

Wen Lang laughed: "Don't go, I'll just read the script here, and we'll go home together after you get off work."

Qin Jingshen's eyes softened instantly: "Okay."

After hesitating for a few seconds, he lowered his eyes again: "Actually...there is also a sofa outside."

Of course Wen Lang understood what was hidden in the words.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he saw it through and smiled, "Of course I'm going to watch you outside."

The two went out one after the other, Qin Jingshen went behind the desk and continued to review the documents, Wen Lang was on the sofa reading the script while watching him, the more he read, the more he felt that his current life was simply beautiful.

The feeling of falling in love is wonderful.

Wen Lang: [Holding his face and rippling].jpg

It's five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's time to get off work.

Of course, Qin Jingshen couldn't get off work on time. He read the documents until he saw 05:30 before closing his pen.

It was quiet on the other side of the sofa, and there was no sound at all.

Qin Jingshen looked over and found that Wen Lang had fallen asleep there at some point, with the script covering his face, rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

Qin Jingshen's eyes were extremely soft, he walked over and sat down next to him, without saying a word, just looked at him quietly.

Maybe it was because his gaze was too intense, but Wen Lang finally woke up, raised his hand to remove the script from his face, and instantly met Qin Jingshen's eyes.

Those eyes were gentle and deep, no matter how many times Wen Lang looked at them, his heart still moved.

He sat up: "Is it time?"

"Yeah." Qin Jingshen reached out and touched his forehead, "I just woke up and the wind is not good, let's go home later."

Really considerate.

Wen Lang laughed: "Okay."

He was too lazy, and he didn't dare to move when he just woke up, so he leaned on Qin Jingshen's shoulder in the current posture: "I'm hungry, I want to eat cola, chicken wings, stewed eggs, rice, vinegar meatballs, spicy pork tenderloin, and all kinds of spicy Sichuan flavors." vegetable."

"It's not good to eat spicy food at night, but other things are fine." Uncle Qin is very principled at certain times, "If you want to eat, I can make it for you at noon on Saturdays and weekends."

Wen Lang immediately fought for himself: "Is it okay for two consecutive days?"

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

Wen Lang became happy: "I've decided, Mr. Qin, if you can eat spicy food in the last two days of every week, I'm willing to be the best in the world with you."

Qin Jingshen looked at him: "Isn't it now?"

"Probably not close." Wen Lang said, "I won't talk about my brother. If I really want to talk about it, Tuantuan might be a little ahead of you. Isn't it terrible?"

What responded to him was a kiss from Mr. Qin.

After the kiss was over, Qin Jingshen turned around and put on his coat, stood there and reached out to him: "Let's go, let's go home."

It was past six o'clock when I got home.

The sky outside was covered with hazy darkness, and the lights at home were warm and cozy.

Qin Jingshen put on a Shiba Inu apron and went to the kitchen to cook. Wen Lang followed him in. Although he didn't know anything, he also put on his own apron.

The three little animals at home didn’t come in because Ju Bao’er has been shedding a bit of hair recently, and places like the kitchen are its isolation zone. Egg Yolk and Xiao Taotie are afraid that the kitty will be bored, so they are very loyal to play with it outside. As before, she rubbed against Wen Lang's legs and acted like a baby.

A family of five enjoyed themselves happily.

Wen Lang was very satisfied with this.

The wall clock on the wall was ticking away. Later, Wen Lang and Qin Jingshen got into bed and chatted under the covers.

Don't talk about love, talk about scripts.

Wen Lang shook the script in his hand, feeling very melancholy: "Dozens of pages of paper, NO.20 started shooting, I don't think I can remember it at all, Song Huanchi is too much, such a pure campus literary cookie , it has more pages than "Mountains and Rivers on Earth", it's just sad."

In fact, this is inevitable.

Huo Zheng relied on his eyes to act the whole time, the characters are set there, no matter how many lines there are, there will be no more lines, but now this is a campus cookie, not to mention anything else, just talk about young love, and it can talk about you A soft heart.

Qin Jingshen felt that Wen Lang, who complained so little, was very cute, and looked at him softly: "I will visit the class when the time comes."

The person who was full of frustration just now was revived in an instant: "Then let's talk about it, I suddenly feel that there are not many lines, and I will definitely remember them."

Qin Jingshen gave a low laugh: "Yes."

Wen Lang put the script on the side, and leaned back lazily: "Also, "Mountain and River on Earth" will be released in the morning after tomorrow, and then I will definitely form a group with them. Director Chen and his family used to sit in front of me every time. , You and I are very tired of people, and they don't consider the feelings of the crowd behind them at all."

The resentment of what I said was extremely strong, and it was sincere when I heard it.

The person next to him still didn't speak, Wen Lang wrinkled his nose, and just about to continue speaking, the cell phone next to him suddenly rang.

Wen Lang glanced at it, and felt that it was Chen Jia's call.

He picked it up: "Director Chen, what's the matter?"

Chen Jia should be in a good mood, and her voice was full of joy: "Isn't this movie released the day after tomorrow? I'm here to tell you something."

Wen Lang was expressionless: "The number of votes required is still the same as before. I know that I will have the first brush with the crew the day after tomorrow, and I will be there on time at nine o'clock in the morning... How many times have I worked with you? —”

You don't need to call at night to disturb other people's relationship.

"Am I the kind of person who would bother you late at night with these things?" Chen Jia laughed over there, "This time it's different from before, and you won't have to worry about forming a group."

"Ok?"

Chen Jia's voice was suddenly a little shy: "Because the time of this release happens to be the fifth year that A Chi and I have been together, we plan to book a private viewing for the two of us. After watching it, we will go to the next province for a few days. Filming "Dear You"."

Wen Lang didn't pay attention to the end, and keenly grasped the point: "No need to form a group?"

"No need." Chen Jia said, "In the past, all the crew members were singles. I thought it would be good for everyone to get together. Now there are not many people who don't have a partner. This tradition can probably be removed."

"You are reliable in doing this."

Wen Lang praised Chen Jiakua's sincerity this time, and then talked to him a few more words, hung up the phone with a smile, and turned to look at Qin Jingshen.

The latter was close to him, heard a little bit of what Chen Jia said just now, and asked softly, "You don't have to go out with the crew the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, it's really good news." Wen Lang was in a good mood, his peach blossom eyes dangled, and finally stopped on Qin Jingshen, "So I have something to ask my boyfriend—"

"On the fifteenth day, do you want to go to the movies together?"

The author has something to say: Wen Rong: "My little cub said that I am number one in his heart, so he is happy."

Fu Tong: "... People who have been in love tell you, in fact, these words are just the fun of the young couple."

Wen Rong: "..."

Wen Rong: [Bah, you're dead].jpg