Invincible daughter-in-law

Hearing the sissy voice, Lie Sen's mouth twitched fiercely: "I'm in a meeting, what's the matter, I'll talk about it after the meeting."

"Oh, your meeting is more important than your baby boy."

When Lie Sen heard that it was about his baby Lang, he directly ordered the group of people in front: "The meeting ends." The group of people who had just sat down to prepare for the meeting were stunned for a moment.

No way, the meeting is over before it even starts?

When they left, Liesen immediately asked, "Do you know where Baby Lang is?"

"He not only knows where Xiao Langlang is, but also knows that Xiao Langlang is living with a man now. If you don't come here again, Xiao Langlang will be snatched away."

"What!" Lie Sen slapped the table and got up, his eyes flashed fiercely: "You didn't lie to me?"

"How dare people make jokes about this kind of thing. Moreover, Xiao Langlang said this to others himself. Do you think, if Xiao Langlang was not serious, would he say such a thing?"

Liesen said angrily, "An Qiluo, if you lie to me, you will die."

"Oh, I'm so scared. I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to sleep for a beauty sleep. Good night. By the way, Xiao Langlang is now living in the royal garden in City B of Country Z."

An Qiluo hung up the phone and said with a smile: "It seems that it will be very lively in the future."

Lang Yan, who left An Qiluo's room, suddenly sneezed, and unconsciously looked at the door of An Qiluo's room, thinking to himself, that An Qiluo has come to country Z, so Liesen will come to country Z sooner or later , Alas, I really don't know if it's right or wrong to ask Angelo to escort Fulla.

He returned to the guest room where he used to take a bath, and immediately called Li Shengyi to ask him to find out the whereabouts of Fula's parents. Then, he went to the bathroom to take a bath, put on a mask and went to He Zhuolun's room.

Hearing that He Zhuolun had just finished taking a shower and was about to come out of the bathroom, he hurried to the door of the bathroom to greet the people inside.

He Zhuolun opened the door of the bathroom, saw a dark face, and almost punched him. When he saw smiling eyes behind him, he realized that this person was Lang Yan.

"What are you putting on your face?"

"Mask." Lang Yan pulled He Zhuolun to lie down on the bed: "I still have one in my hand, just for you to use."

"I don't have enough of these things."

Lang Yan didn't give him a chance to refuse, so he opened the bag directly, took out the mask, and put it neatly on He Zhuolun's face: "After putting on the mask, you can't talk or laugh, you know?"

He Zhuolun didn't speak, just looked at the person who was wearing a mask and kept chattering.

Lang Yan put on the mask for him, lay down beside him, and said, "Close your eyes and relax, the effect will be better."

He Zhuolun closed his eyes.

Seeing that the room was deserted, Lang Yan said again, "Master Zhuo, how about I tell you a joke?" He Zhuolun: "..."

Didn't you say you can't talk or laugh?

Why tell him a joke.

"By the way, you can't smile now, otherwise, the mask will wrinkle."

Lang Yan was quiet for a moment, then asked again: "Master Zhuo, are you and Miss Jiang really in a relationship? Why haven't I seen you go out with her alone?"

He Zhuolun didn't speak.

Lang Yan turned his head and saw that although He Zhuolun seemed to be asleep, the mask on his brows wrinkled as he frowned.

Tell him not to speak, really not to speak?

Or did you say you didn't want to answer what he said?

However, he has a way of getting him to talk.

Lang Yan hissed: "It hurts."

He Zhuolun opened his eyes suddenly, and quickly turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Lang Yan saw that he finally made a sound, and hooked his lips: "I forgot that I have a wound at the corner of my eye, and I can't apply a mask. Now the essence of the mask sticks to the wound, as if it has touched salt water, causing the wound to hurt more and more." He Zhuolun With a sinking face, he tore off the masks on the faces of the two, got up and took out a tissue to wipe off Lang Yanbiao's face.

of liquid.

Lang Yan clearly sensed that He Zhuolun was angry, but he wiped his face carefully, as if he would break him, so it could be seen that the man in front of him was really worried about him and cared about him, without any fakes.

He Zhuolun saw that the smile on the corner of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and said in a muffled voice, "What are you laughing at?"

Lang Yan was in a particularly good mood, and even couldn't help laughing: "You have a lot of essence stuck on your face, don't waste it, I'll give you a massage so that your skin can absorb it faster."

He put his fingers on He Zhuolun's face, and gently pressed it: "Master Zhuo, your skin is very good, you don't have acne, your pores are not too big, and it's smooth."

As a man, He Zhuolun doesn't care about these things at all, but he enjoys the massage on his face very much, like a breeze blowing, letting his body relax unconsciously.

When Lang Yan saw the rolling Adam's apple, he felt that it was very sexy. By accident, he stretched out his hand, but as soon as he touched it, he was caught by the owner of the Adam's apple.

"What are you doing?" He Zhuolun's voice was hoarse.

Lang Yan said frankly: "I just want to touch your Adam's apple, is there a problem?"

He Zhuolun didn't speak, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up, and when he came back, he lay down on the bed and went to sleep.Lang Yan leaned over and hugged him.

He Zhuolun frowned, and didn't reject the other party's embrace of him, but felt that Lang Yan was a little strange today, as if he had become particularly enthusiastic, and he liked to cling to him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, thinking that this man would not be Think of another way to torment him?

"What happened to you today?"

"I just want to develop a relationship with you."

He Zhuolun: "..."

Lang Yan raised his lips and kissed him: "Good night, my dear."

He Zhuolun: "..."

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