Mr. Qin is always serious

At this moment, the few people waiting outside were not idle, and started a serious and serious discussion on Qin Jingshen's species belonging.

Lu Qi showed Fu Tong and Wen Rong some pictures of cubs he took before he came out, and said with a smile: "It looks so much like me, it must be a Qilin."

Wen Rong sneered: "Have you ever seen a unicorn with wings?"

Lu Qi was still immersed in the matter of 'Zai Zai is more like me' and couldn't extricate himself. Hearing this, he nodded happily: "I just saw it, it is very soft and cute."

Wen Rong: "..."

Qilin's stupidity is indeed the most limitless thing in the world.

Wen Rong glanced at Lu Qi, probably because the sarcasm in his eyes was too obvious, Lu Qi finally noticed, and said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of eyes are you? Think about when you brought Lang Lang home. , that appearance is simply a standard silly father."

Wen Rong narrowed his eyes: "Are you itchy again?"

Lu Qi was fearless: "You're still so thick-skinned, and you're already four digits old, yet you still insist on letting an underage kid call you brother, tsk."

Wen Rong was silent for a few seconds, and finally gave a gentle smile, and walked slowly towards Lu Qi.

Lu Qi was very familiar with what was going to happen next, and knew that he couldn't beat Bai Ze, so he hid behind Qin Zihang very cowardly.

Qin Zihang habitually turned his body to protect him, so Lu Qi was relieved and gave Wen Rong a provocative look.

With a partner, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Wen Rong wanted to laugh angrily, but just as he was about to go back to taunt, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from the door, and then the door was pushed open, and Wen Lang appeared in front of everyone in a panic holding a small white ball of hair, saying nothing. Stumbling: "Qin, Mr. Qin, he, he—"

The following words were stuck there, and it was impossible to say clearly, but at this moment, the white fluffy ball in his arms opened his mouth, with a deep voice that did not match his appearance: "Wen Lang, put me down."

Lu Qi: "..."

Lu Qi froze for a moment, and after a half-minute pause, he slowly said, "Langlang, this... is Xiaoshen?"

Wen Lang nodded with the same expression as him.

Several people glanced at the cub on the ground, and then thought about Mr. Qin's usual aloof appearance and the unicorn in the photo just now, and they all fell silent.

It was eerily quiet all around.

After a long time, it was Qin Zihang who came to his senses first, turned his head and asked Fu Qianyuan: "What's going on?"

Fu Qianyuan glanced at it: "The normal reaction of mixed blood is that the age is an adult in human terms, but it is far behind in monster terms. The shape can change at will. He has just stimulated the blood and can't control it. It will take a while to get used to it. "

The implication is small things, don't worry.

The few people were relieved, but Qin Jingshen, who looked at the little cub, still felt that it was very disobedient, and unconsciously avoided his gaze.

But Wen Lang was different.

He didn't look carefully just now because he was flustered, but now the more he looks at the cub, the more he finds it cute. He couldn't help but bend down to hug the white fluffy ball, and lowered his head to rub his soft curly hair.

Fu Tong's eyes hurt when he saw it, and he felt that Wen Lang had become more and more idiotic after falling in love, so he couldn't see it.

He thought so in his heart, the look in Wen Lang's eyes was a bit subtle, but the person being watched didn't notice at all, and sat there with a smile and continued to stroke Qin Jingshen's hair. He was very happy, and the latter stayed in his arms. Let Wen Lang ruffle his fur, and occasionally wag his tail expressionlessly.

It is also hopeless.

Forget it.

Fu Tong stared sourly for a few minutes. Soon, he felt someone approaching him silently. His fingers trembled a few times on his sleeve, as if he wanted to shake his hand, but he didn't dare.

Fu Tong glanced at him, and Fu Qianyuan met his eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

But Fu Tong didn't intend to listen, he took a step to the side expressionlessly, and distanced himself from him.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes dimmed instantly, and he stood there with lowered eyebrows, like a homeless abandoned dog, silent and forbearing, and pitiful.

Fu Tong's eyes flickered for a moment, and he stopped looking at him.

A few people stayed in the monster bureau for another half an hour, Qin Jingshen gradually adapted to the state of the unicorn cub, and turned back into a human body.

Fu Tong called Wen Lang to the library, found a book from the innermost bookshelf and threw it to Wen Lang. Wen Lang looked down - "Instructions for Care of Monster Cubs".

Wen Lang hugged Mr. Qin who looked like a cub, his heart swayed, and his face was serious: "What are you doing for me? Mr. Qin is not a cub, he is already an adult according to his age. "

Fu Tong sneered: "Give it back to me if you don't want it."

Wen Lang put the book back in an instant: "Then I'd better read it."

Alas.

Fu Tong didn't even bother to talk about him, he narrowed his eyes casually, and Wen Lang leaned over with the book in his arms: "But I still have a question to ask."

Fu Tong glanced at him: "You say."

However, Wen Lang suddenly became shy. He pursed his lips and smiled reservedly, before opening his mouth: "That's right...Mr. Qin is considered a kid now, so I can still do things with him that I'm too embarrassed to say." ?"

Fu Tong raised his eyebrows: "What if I say I can't?"

Wen Lang was silent for a while.

If not, then he is about to face a 150-year wait.

Just desperate and insane.

Fu Tong waited for a few minutes without hearing him speak, and couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Don't think about it, it's nothing at all, let alone say that he is a mixed race, in terms of age, he can be counted as an adult, even if he is not, he can be counted as an adult." Not all parents are like Bai Ze..."

He originally wanted to say feudalism, but thinking of the black history of the person in front of him, he changed the word to serious and responsible.

The desire to survive can be said to be very strong.

Wen Lang nodded and said good.

Fu Tong just laughed: "If there is no problem, let's go. Didn't you say before that you would spend your birthday with Mr. Qin when you go back?"

He originally wanted to make fun of it, but after he said it, he reminded the person in front of him. Wen Lang raised his head instantly: "Actually, I still have a question."

Fu Tong: "...ask."

Old Wen Lang blushed, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he said the following words in one breath: "Because Mr. Qin can't control those things now, I want to ask if he will not say anything when we do things that cannot be said." Carefully turn into a unicorn or even a unicorn cub?"

A long paragraph without half a punctuation mark.

Fu Tong: "..."

Fu Tong didn't want to answer this question, and suddenly felt itchy in his hands. After holding back for a while, he forcibly held back, and went out with a blank expression.

Wen Lang was left looking at the dangling door with a puzzled expression, not understanding how the nice Mr. Yazi became irritable unexpectedly.

**

Later, Fu Tong returned to the studio first, Wen Lang and Qin Jingshen accompanied the elders to have a meal, and then returned to their affectionate nest.

Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer came over wagging their tails and begged for a hug. Wen Lang smiled and hugged them a few times, then ruthlessly sent the two cubs to Xie Yao across the way.

Not long after Xie Yao woke up from a nap, he opened the door sleepily: "Wen Lang? What's wrong?"

Wen Lang put the cubs into his arms: "You take care of them first, and I'll pick them up tomorrow."

Hugging the soft little animal in his arms, Xie Yao woke up immediately, and said sincerely, "To be honest, you don't even need to come here tomorrow."

Wen Lang glanced at him: "Don't think about it."

Xie Yao plucked the egg yolk fur, and instead of confronting him, he asked: "You put them here with me, could it be that you want to do something tonight?"

Old Wen Lang blushed: "You talk a lot."

Xie Yao: "Tsk."

He moved forward a bit: "I saw that the Weibo Eat Tang homepage said that today is Mr. Qin's birthday, so are you planning to dedicate yourself later?"

Wen Lang: "..."

Wen Lang became angry from embarrassment: "Are you starting to miss the feeling of being pressed on the ground and rubbing?"

Such a vicious person.

I can even find a boyfriend.

Heaven is unfair.

Society is complicated.

Xie Yao groaned a few times in his heart, dropped his hands in silence and continued to stroke the little animals, Wen Lang stopped talking to him and went home again.

Close the door, lock it.

Turning back again, I saw Qin Jingshen turned into the appearance of a big unicorn at some point, standing there looking at him quietly, his eyes were as blue as the sea, calm and calm.

Wen Lang laughed, and walked slowly towards Qin Jingshen. White light gradually appeared on his body as he walked, and when the light dissipated, a large brown fluffy ball appeared in the room, rubbing against each other step by step. By Qin Jingshen's side.

He shook his hair: "Mr. Qin, do I look good like this?"

Qin Jingshen kept his gaze on him, and he hummed softly when he heard this: "It looks good."

Wen Lang smiled and said, "You're also pretty, boyfriend."

The two big cubs lay on the carpet next to each other for a while, Wen Lang couldn't stay any longer, and turned his head to look at Qin Jingshen: "Mr. Qin, shall we go to the bedroom? It's me..."

He didn't have the nerve to say those things that made people feel distracted, but found a serious excuse: "The gift I prepared for you is upstairs, and now I want to give it to you."

Wen Lang was very guilty. After speaking, he unconsciously glanced to the left and right, but he didn't dare to look at Qin Jingshen.

Qin Jingshen's eyes sank for a moment: "Okay."

The two went upstairs to the bedroom one after the other. They walked in a hurry in the morning, and the bed hadn't had time to make up. The quilt and the sheets were messily rolled together, and the surroundings were drowsy, and there seemed to be some ambiguous smells.

Wen Lang turned his eyes away: "I seem to have put the gift in the next room, wait for me here, and transform into a human body first, otherwise it will always feel weird."

Of course Qin Jingshen would not refuse, nodded and said good, Wen Lang returned to his room with red ears, opened the closet, picked up the letter on the top, and looked at the cat ears on the lower floor Sexy suit, can't help but fall into contemplation.

To wear, or not to wear?

This is a question worth pondering.

The author has something to say: Wen Langlang: "I heard that many people want to steal my Qin Zaizai? They want to rub their fur and ask for a kiss? Heh."

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