After the substitute, he counterattacked and became Bai Yueguang

Qi Tang pinched Lin An's chin, and the lips that he had just kissed were flushed tenderly.

He squinted his eyes, pressed his lower lip with his thumb, rubbed it back and forth several times, his eyes gradually darkened.

Lin An's eyes became more and more hot, he took the initiative to get closer, and said with a smile:

"To your house or my house."

Qi Tang raised his eyes and looked at him for a while, then calmly withdrew his hand: "Everyone goes back to their respective homes."

The smile on Lin An's face stiffened.

Okay, anyway, he's been here for so many years, don't worry.

The young boys were even more angry, and he wanted to see who would be the first to rush.

Qi Tang grabbed Lin An's slender waist and moved him from his lap to the passenger seat.

The touch under his hands was unbelievably soft, and he couldn't help but glance at Lin An's waist.

The car started, and Qi Tang asked: "Did you eat well, so thin?"

Lin An was a little dissatisfied with his phrase 'go back to each house', and his attitude became a little cold. He looked out the window:

"I look thin when I dress, but I look fleshy when I take off my clothes."

Sensing his obvious indifference, Qi Tang curled the corner of his lower lip.

This thing is also worthy of anger, how old, so immature.

He turned the steering wheel and turned the car around.

Looking at the changing scenery outside the window, it took Lin An a while to realize: "This is not the way to my house."

Qi Tang nodded: "Yes, because this is the way to my house."

Lin An turned to look at him, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes: "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Qi Tang stared straight ahead, and asked casually, "Then why are you suddenly dissatisfied?"

The car suddenly fell into silence, and Lin An's expression gradually became indifferent.

What he dislikes the most is explaining his emotions and behaviors to others, because this kind of thing is very troublesome.

But falling in love is the life of two people, so you have to explain your behavior and emotions in order to take into account the emotions of the other party.

This is why he has never been in love.

"What's wrong?" Qi Tang asked again.

Lin An stroked the cigarette case in his pocket with his fingertips, and said patiently:

"I just feel left out by you. I stayed up all night and worked overtime to rush back, and in the end I couldn't even get in your house, baby, that's not how love is talked about."

Qi Tang laughed, this person can always express his evil thoughts in a serious manner.

Enter the house, then what?It wasn't obvious what to do.

They are all adults, so there is no need to mention these things, everyone knows it well.

He refused Lin An's request, but felt that the progress of the two of them was a bit too fast.

What things develop too fast, the accumulation of quantity has not yet reached a qualitative change, and the foundation is bound to be unstable. This kind of relationship is like being built on sand, and it is easy to disperse.

"Then how do you think about love?" Qi Tang asked while driving.

Lin An took out a cigarette from the box and put it in his mouth without lighting it.

Then he stretched out his hand and slowly touched the driver's seat.

Qi Tang's body froze, his eyebrows frowned, and he firmly held the steering wheel:

"Don't make trouble, you're driving, it's easy to get into trouble."

Lin An squinted at him from the corner of his eye, and moved his hand. The person beside him was obviously breathing heavily. He stopped when he saw it, and retracted his hand.

Qi Tang calmed down before speaking: "It's not the time yet, it's too soon."

Lin An tilted his head to look at him, and said after a while, "Okay, then, the old man will accompany the children to have a slow love."

He spoke with a smile, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly eased a lot.

Lin An said again, "Can I light a cigarette?"

Qi Tang was in a good mood: "Yes. I don't hate you smoking."

He has never seen anyone who can smoke so beautifully and beautifully. Lin An is so beautiful when he smokes, he likes it, and even likes the faint smell of tobacco in Lin An's mouth.

There was a squeak, the sound of a lighter beeping, and then a burst of smoke filled the car.

Lin An opened the window: "Don't you like the smell of cigarettes?"

Qi Tang glanced at him: "I found out that I just hate other people smoking, but I don't hate you smoking."

Lin An smiled, then leaned over and lightly pecked at the corner of his mouth: "Reward."

Qi Tang poked out the tip of his tongue and licked the kissed place: "What reward."

"The kid's words please me. Give me a reward. Is there a problem?" Lin An crossed his legs and leaned lazily on the seat.

Qi Tang smiled: "No."

At this time, the phone screen suddenly lit up, it was a call from Zhang Cheng, Qi Tang glanced at it but didn't answer, and hung up the call quickly.

Thinking about Zhang Cheng, Qi Tang couldn't help asking:

"What happened to Song Mao?"

Lin An lazily blew out a smoke ring: "That's right, the little boy wants to enter the entertainment industry, and was attracted by the management of our company who is responsible for recruiting artists."

"The management team had a dinner and invited him and a few other boys and girls to talk about the contract. The kid went there, and then it was the usual tricks in this industry, drinking, fascination/rape."

Qi Tang frowned.

Lin An continued: "Who knew that the children were allergic to alcohol, so they secretly poured down the wine they gave them. Later, when they realized what these people were trying to do, they were very stubborn and called the police directly."

"and then?"

"Then the management and some people in the circle were taken over by the police. But except for Song Mao, the other children were timid. They had been threatened in advance and did not dare to go out and correct them. In addition, they had been in the circle for so many years, and there were some ways. In the end, the evidence was not established. The police only I can let people go."

The car stopped at a red light intersection, Qi Tang turned to look at him: "The back, how did you sign Song Mao? Why didn't he talk about it."

Lin An raised his fox eyes and snorted, "The matter is not over yet."

"Although the management and those people are fine, they were thrown into the situation by a little brat like him, and then came out in disgrace, completely humiliated."

"So they tricked Song Mao over, signed him, and tied him to death in the company with a contract. The job they gave him every day was to receive old perverts from all walks of life. Although nothing happened, he was more or less molested. This kind of thing is disgusting to everyone.”

After the red light passed, Qi Tang restarted the car.

Lin An pinched out his half-smoked cigarette, and then continued:

"At a later dinner, they wanted to use force, but Song Mao refused. In winter, he took off his shirt and threw it on the street. The child was so cold that he almost died."

"But these people still refused to let him go, and the kids are pretty tough. They just grabbed an empty wine bottle and fucked with them, smashing one of them into a concussion."

"The matter got serious. The store is under my name, and the manager knows management. He didn't dare to deal with it by himself, so he called me."

Qi Tang: "Then how did you deal with it?"

Lin An played with the lighter: "Handle it fairly, call the police, provide evidence, and the management was sentenced to ten years."

"I thought Song Mao was a good seedling, so I got him back. I took him with me for a while."

Qi Tang's eyes were stained with a smile.

He seemed to like this old man more and more.

The car stopped at the door of the house, Qi Tang looked at Lin An:

"So, Song Mao refused to speak out because he felt that the experience was dirty and embarrassing, and he didn't want Zhang Cheng to feel disgusted with him or feel sympathetic."

Lin An nodded: "Probably, children are good-looking."

Hearing this, Qi Tang frowned, and suddenly thought of something: "Is Song Mao full?"

Looking so young, so innocent, Zhang Cheng won't be underage...

Lin An glanced at him and sneered: "What are you thinking, dissatisfied that I can sign him? Minors should study hard in school. I can't control other entertainment companies, but the artists of the company under my name must be above."

Qi Tang's expression relaxed a little.

Then the two got out of the car and realized that it had started to rain outside at some point.

When I ran all the way back to the house, my coat was almost wet.

Qi Tang took out a silk shirt from the cabinet and threw it to Lin An: "My pajamas, you will take them off tonight."

Lin An took it and took a look, then went to the bathroom.

Qi Tang was also tired all day, so he went to another guest room to take a quick shower.

When he came out again, Lin An had already washed up, and was lazily nestling on the sofa looking at his mobile phone, with a pair of slender and delicate long legs resting on the coffee table.

Qi Tang wiped her hair and walked over, the footsteps startled the people on the sofa.

Lin An raised his head to look at him, his eyes swept from Qi Tang's hair to his slightly flushed cheeks, then to his lips, slowly lowered, and finally sank into his baggy nightgown, staring straight into it.

"Do you often go to the gym?" Lin An propped his head with one hand, and didn't look at his phone. He squinted his fox eyes and stared at Qi Tang for a moment.

"Well, regular exercise is good for your health."

Lin An said again: "Then you, do you have abdominal muscles?"

Qi Tang threw away the handkerchief, lazily raised his legs, and then looked back at him.

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