Every time I take the subway, someone peeks at my phone, why is it swollen?

Zheng Lang was dizzy and thought, it must be the wrong way of saying what I said today, otherwise how can I explain Xie Muchen's abnormality?

Fortunately, Xie Muchen accepted it as soon as he saw it, and didn't continue to stare at him with his charming eyes that could stun people unconsciously.Zheng Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a bluff, "By the way, are you free this week?"

"Huh?" Xie Muchen took a sip of his wine, as if he didn't understand the reason for his sudden question.In just a moment, he swallowed the wine slowly, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, showing an extremely beautiful arc. "Are you going on a date with me?"

Zheng Lang: "..." God knows he really just said that casually, QAQ.

Zheng Lang's eyes straightened a little, and a sentence emerged in his heart: "Long time to see you, is this the so-called casual sorghum field, walking hormones? It's a foul for a man to make such a simple act of drinking so elegant and charming." ah."

"Ahem," as if to hide his embarrassment, Zheng Lang also took a sip from his wine glass, almost choking to death, and it took him a long time to recover: "Ah, I really want to trouble you with something."

Xie Muchen looked at him with a smile, motioning for him to continue.

Zheng Lang stabilized his mind, and said: "My plaster cast can probably be removed, it's too tiring to tie it every day, and it's very troublesome."

Xie Muchen: "Well, when the time comes, go to the hospital and see what the doctor says."

Zheng Lang: "I didn't plan to bother you, but Xiao Ke seems to have a signing event this weekend, and I guess he will go out early in the morning."

Xie Muchen said with a smile, "I'm more than happy to talk about trouble."

Zheng Lang was dazzled by his smile, and then said in a daze, "You are so kind, really, thank you very much."

Xie Muchen looked at him with a smile: "Why do I find this sentence so strange?"

Zheng Lang 囧囧 has a god here, there is no silver 300 taels: "⊙▽⊙, I don't think so, hahaha haha."

The black line on his forehead was almost overflowing, God knows how embarrassed Zheng Lang was when he finished saying this sentence.He wouldn't admit that what he really meant to say was "You're such a nice guy."It would be even more strange if you really said that, you can't send random cards for good people.

In fact, it was a pretty good night. There were candlesticks with complicated patterns, warm yellow candlelight, red wine and beauties. The two sat opposite each other, like-minded, and the pleasant atmosphere filled the whole room when chatting... If you ignore It would be even better to lose the inexplicable blush and heartbeat.

Zheng Lang was crying and thinking, why is he so strange today? It's all because of Xuan Yi and the others, what nonsense they are talking about, so that now whenever he sees Xie Muchen smiling, his heart beats like a drum, as soon as he hears him speak I feel that there is no meaning, and I really can't have a good chat!

Zheng Lang wanted to end this inexplicably ambiguous atmosphere early, but he didn't want Xie Muchen to leave immediately. This kind of ambivalence has been going back and forth, and no one can convince anyone.While enduring this "embarrassing" atmosphere painfully, he felt that this atmosphere was really pleasant.

In this contradictory atmosphere, Tong Xiaoke opened the door and came in. Then, he saw two people in the living room, and a romantic candlelight dinner on the table.

Tong Xiaoke: "..."

Tong Xiaoke feels that he really wants to post a post now, and he has already thought about the topic: Every day when he wakes up, he sees Faxiao showing his affection.

As soon as Tong Xiaoke came in, the ambiguous atmosphere in the room disappeared without a trace, Zheng Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Ke, you are back, is it because of the signing event?"

Tong Xiaoke was so exhausted after running outside for a long time, she ran to the kitchen and drank a big glass of water before recovering: "Well, time is too tight, so I'm a little rushed."

Zheng Lang smiled and said: "So I said you can write full-time, what kind of work do you have?"

"Let's talk about this later," {Tong Xiaoke shrugged and looked at the two of them with a smile: "Are you guys having a candlelight dinner? It's really romantic."

"Ahem," Zheng Lang raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Muchen quickly, trying to cover up: "No, it's just because the battery suddenly ran out, and I don't know what happened. It's so late and it's hard to find someone to look at it. Wait and see if it will come later."

Xie Muchen probably knows the truth that if the prey is frightened, he should return to the familiar group. As soon as Tong Xiaoke came back, he was ready to leave. He seemed to have molested a little too much tonight, and Zheng Lang's eyes were a little erratic.He raised his wrist to check the time, and said with a smile to the two of them, "Assistant Ruan has already returned, and it's time for me to go back too. Let's meet again when we have time."

Xie Muchen went downstairs and called Assistant Ruan: "I went downstairs, has the switch returned to its original position?"

The weather at night was really a bit cold, Assistant Ruan stomped his feet and sniffed: "Wait a minute, CEO, you can't be so deliberate, you just came downstairs and the call came, how suspicious. "

Xie Muchen: "..."

I didn't expect him to be so careful, shouldn't we consider giving him a raise?

Waiting for Xie Muchen to go downstairs, Tong Xiaoke finally asked out his doubts during the recent period: "Xiao Lang, do you think, uh, it's a bit strange?"

"What's strange?" Zheng Lang looked at Tong Xiaoke in a daze, "Are you referring to the power outage tonight?"

Tong Xiaoke: "..."

Well... Tong Xiaoke thought helplessly, it would be strange to find such a temperament strange.Could it be that he has read all the Tanmei novels for nothing? Why can't he see such obvious things?

Tong Xiaoke: "Is it strange that something like a power outage is worth it? I mean, do you feel that you and Mr. Xie have gotten a little closer recently?"

Zheng Lang remembered the strange atmosphere when the two of them were together just now, and his face became a little hot: "Probably because I was hit by him?"

Tong Xiaoke helped the black line on his forehead, and patiently explained the science to the children: "Let me tell you, if I were a person like Mr. Xie, if I had an assistant with money of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions every minute, I would Wouldn't waste my time caring for a patient with a minor fracture. Oh, not even a patient, you're so alive and kicking."

It seemed that an answer was about to come out, Zheng Lang's heart was in his throat: "Then what will you do?"

Tong Xiaoke spread his hands: "In order to show importance, I will choose to let my assistant take care of the patients, and it is meticulous. But now, the meticulous one seems to be Mr. Xie himself?"

Zheng Lang was a little speechless: "So?"

Tong Xiaoke calmly gave the final word to the ambiguous and weird relationship between the two during this period: "Obviously, he likes you."