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"Aaron, I'm already home."

After Wang Le returned to the rental house, he took off his shoes, and threw himself on the fluffy carpet to send a message to Qin Bailang.

Qin Bailang had already arrived home, and had been sitting on the sofa waiting for Wang Le's text message.

Qin Bailang and Wang Le walked for a while. During the chat, Wang Le and Qin Bailang shared a lot of interesting things in their hometown. They said that he was very stupid when he was studying. If you don't read, you can only help others herd sheep or farm, so Wang Le reads very hard.

But after coming to Beijing, Wang Le discovered that everyone is very good. Now he is studying while working, and wants to have a higher diploma so that he can make money.

Qin Bailang is a qualified listener, he will praise Wang Le for his optimism, but he feels sorry for his past.

He thought that if he could meet Wang Le earlier, he would take care of him and not let him say anything inferior.

"Alang, I'm eating the cake and I'm hungry again."

Before Qin Bailang could reply, Wang Le eagerly sent another message, and then took a photo for him.

There was a light brown checkered plush carpet, and a low table was supported. The cake that had just been packed was unpacked, and there was Wang Le's hand holding a fork in the lower right corner.

After Qin Bailang clicked on the photo, he found that Wang Le was sitting cross-legged. Because of this posture, the shorts were piled up, revealing round knees and a section of thigh.

"What are you doing, aren't you home yet? It's been 30 seconds."

"Then I'll wait. If you see it, remember to reply to me."

Wang Le had a lot to say to Qin Bailang, but the distance along the way was too short, and he arrived at the bus station in a short while.

He needed to take a bus to get to the rental house. Wang Le hated waiting for the bus before, but this time because of Qin Bailang's company, he felt that time passed quickly.

"I'm home too."

Qin Bailang didn't keep up with Wang Le's chatting speed, but he didn't miss any of his messages, and replied, "Is it because you're hungry? I'm in a hurry this time. I'll take you to eat something else next time."

"Put a blanket on your lap and you'll catch a cold if you sit on the floor."

Qin Bailang himself didn't know that he still had hidden old mother attributes, so he became nagging.

Wang Le licked the cake at the corner of his mouth, hesitated for a while, and sent a message asking: "Can I have a video with you?"

Is he too clingy?

After sending the message, Wang Le regretted it. He hadn't talked to the same kind for a long time. After meeting Qin Bailang, Wang Le couldn't take his eyes off. Moreover, Qin Bailang's human figure was very handsome, better than any actor he saw in the film and television base You must be handsome, and you will not look down on yourself.

"Dingling, Dingling—" Qin Bailang sent a video invitation.

Wang Le's eyes brightened, and he quickly pressed the answer button, "Alang!"

Qin Bailang was sitting on the sofa, the cool-toned lighting made his demeanor even more cold, repulsive, and it was the unique extravagance of a high-ranking person.

Wang Le pursed his lips, feeling that the person in front of him made him afraid to approach.

"Lele." The moment he saw Wang Le, Qin Bailang's eyes softened, and he said in a low voice, "Your mouth is covered with cake."

"Oh."

Holding the phone in front of the camera, Wang Le licked off the sweet and greasy cream with his tongue, and said, "I didn't see it just now."

Fortunately, when Qin Bailang spoke, he turned back into a warm dog again.

"Why is Lele sitting on the ground?" Qin Bailang asked.

Leaning back against the bed, Wang Le replied: "The floor is spacious, and I bought a thick mattress, so it's not cold at all." The camera panned to his legs, and Wang Le continued, "I've obediently covered myself with a thin blanket."

The rug was on a blue background with a bone print.

Wang Le looked carefully around Qin Bailang through the camera, and said, "Are you sitting on the sofa? It's gray. Can I see your home?"

"Okay." Qin Bailang flipped the camera and showed Wang Le his temporary apartment.

The Qin family has old houses and villas in Beijing, but Qin Bailang seldom lives there. He has several high-end apartments in the urban area, which have good night views and are very close to the company headquarters, so they become his frequent residences.

The style of the apartment is minimalist, mainly gray, white and black, and even the style of the furniture is very monotonous.

"This is the study... bedroom."

"And the kitchen."

The kitchen utensils in the kitchen were brand new, and it seemed that the owner rarely used them. Qin Bailang didn't know what to think, and explained: "I can cook, but I don't like to eat alone, so I don't use the kitchen much."

Wang Le let out a "wow" and said, "You are such a waste, I only have one pot."

Wang Le couldn't wait to show Qin Bailang his pot, a small electric pot, which was bought at the grocery store downstairs and cost 50 yuan. Wang Le said proudly: "But I often use it to cook noodles. The noodles are delicious, I invite you to try them if you have a chance."

Qin Bailang smiled helplessly: "Okay."

Originally, he wanted to lure Wang Le to come over to have dinner with him, but he didn't hear what he meant, and instead wanted to abduct himself home.

"It turns out that there are no pillows in your home."

After seeing Qin Bailang's house, Wang Le was a little disappointed. He thought that such a rich dog as Qin Bailang would definitely buy a lot of fluffy pillows and toys, so he couldn't wait to see it, but his house was so big. It was empty, with hardly any items except the cold furniture.

As if his tone was too distasteful, Wang Le reluctantly praised: "The window is very big, and you can see the stars."

"..."

Through Wang Le's slightly disappointed tone, Qin Bailang realized that he was very pitiful living in the mansion.

"Look, this is my radish." Wang Le pulled out a radish pillow, and then dug out five or six huge pillows from the bed, "There are rabbits, oranges, slices of bread..."

After Wang Le received the subsidy, he immediately bought these soft pillows that he had been coveting for a long time, so that the room would not feel empty when he slept at night.

Wang Le, buried under all kinds of pillows, is so cute that Qin Bailang's heart is about to melt.

He even wanted to tell his assistant to buy all the pillows as soon as possible and give them to Wang Le.

"Aaron."

Wang Le looked at Qin Bailang in the camera, holding a radish, and said seriously: "I am very lucky to meet you today."

"I'm also very lucky." Qin Bailang felt that this sentence was not sincere enough, and said, "It's very, very lucky."

Wang Le bent his eyes and said with fingers: "Then I am special, special, and very lucky."

"Lele."

Qin Bailang's eyes were gentle, and he begged with a humble attitude: "Thank you for choosing to associate with me. If there is something I did not do well, please take care of me in the future."

Wang Le felt that he was held in the heart by the other party.

"I'll treat you well." Wang Le said with firm eyes, and quickly rubbed the camera with the tip of his nose, "Good night, Alang."

"Good night."

Qin Bailang watched the screen of his mobile phone go dark, and turned his eyes to the night sky outside the window. Tonight is cloudy and gloomy.

He picked up the stars.

The author says:

The dog has no money, but will give you all the treasures (′?`)