Mr. Qin is always serious

Chapter 44 044 Indecent

The frog with the pink flower on its head frantically flicked its hair in the message box, it was so ugly and magical.

However, Wen Lang did not receive a reply from Mr. Qin.

He checked the time, it was eleven o'clock at noon.

The company should be quite busy at this time.

The first barbecue in Duanjing over there happened to be ready, and he waved the wooden stick to ask him to go over to eat. Wen Lang reached out and poked a few times on the flower on the top of the green frog's head on the screen, put the phone back in his pocket and walked over.

Bai Li was biting into a bunch of chicken wings, and handed over the plate next to Wen Lang like offering an offering: "Try it, it's super delicious!"

Wen Lang looked at it and thought it looked good, picked up a skewer and tried it, the taste was neither salty nor bland, and the heat was just right. Although it was not as appetizing as Qin Jingshen's dishes, it was much better than what he had eaten before.

He took a bite: "Not bad."

Duan Jing laughed: "That must be true. I just graduated from... I couldn't find a job when I graduated, so I worked in a barbecue restaurant for a year."

Wen Lang: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Zhou Xun: "Admiration, admiration."

Chi Yuan: "It's amazing."

Bai Li: "Delicious, delicious... Well, do you have any more chicken legs?"

Duan Jing smiled and handed him a freshly baked skewer sprinkled with seasoning: "There will be spicy chicken breast later, do you want it?"

Bai Li's eyes sparkled: "Yes, yes!"

Others joined in the fun with their plates: "I want to too, boss, look at me, look at me, look at me!"

"Hey, don't squeeze, believe it or not, my backhand is an empty oil pan?"

"..."

A few people were making noise while eating. Wen Lang didn't like to talk much when eating, so he smiled and listened to what they said. After about 45 minutes like this, he suddenly felt the phone in his pocket vibrate.

At the same time, Weibo's special attention prompt sounded.

Wen Lang didn't need to look to know who it was. After all, Mr. Qin was the only one in His Majesty Taotie's special attention, and he secretly set it up after talking about his heart last night.

Bai Li bit his chicken leg and turned his head to take a glance, Wen Lang squinted his eyes and looked back at him, and poked open Weibo under the meaningful eyes of several people around him.

The sending time of Qin Jingshen's Weibo shows 3 minutes ago, without any text, only three pictures are attached.

It was the landscape photos that Wen Lang sent him before.

There are already a lot of comments below, half of them reserved and half human, Wen Lang took a look and commented on Zhang's skinny emoji.

@食头下的春天：[Shiba Inu · I am a dog, stop and go and look at the clouds].jpg

At the same time as clicking send, a WeChat message box popped up at the top of the screen.

Qin: [picture]

Wen Lang hurriedly opened it, and after seeing the message he sent clearly, he couldn't help laughing.

Qin Jingshen actually turned the photo of the flower on the egg yolk into an emoji package, with nine big characters in black strokes on the bottom - look at the flower on my head!

The girly Mr. Qin is really cute.

Wen Lang happily kept this new emoji package, and typed with a smile on his face.

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: very, very, very cute, isn't Mr. Qin busy now?

Qin: I was busy just now, but I'm fine now.

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: [hold face].jpg

Qin: [Rub face].jpg

It's ok, after more than ten hours without a fight, Mr. Qin's emoji has grown so much.

Wen Lang quickly found a suitable emoticon package.

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: [Reserved, I don’t need to rub it].jpg

He then sent Qin Jingshen a photo of the barbecue grill next to him, and he got a reply soon.

Qin: Is it delicious?

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: It’s okay... By the way, I forgot to ask last time, can you cook Hunan cuisine?

Qin: A little bit.

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: Then when I go back, I will go shopping with you for ingredients! [Suddenly acting like a baby].jpg

Qin Jingshen on the other side of the screen smiled lightly.

Qin: When will you come back?

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: If there is no accident, it should be tomorrow night, and it will end at 07:30 after six o'clock.

Qin: Well, I will pick you up at six o'clock.

Wen Lang: Hmm?

Wen Lang hurriedly lowered his head.

Classmate Wen is walking the dog: No, no, this is too much trouble for you, just ask Shuhe to take me back.

Less than three seconds after this message was sent, the phone rang suddenly.

As soon as the Twelve Soul Requiem song came out, it instantly shocked the few people who were having a good meal over there.

Wen Lang: ...

Wen Lang hurriedly found a blind spot, took off the earphones and picked up the phone: "Mr. Qin?"

Qin Jingshen's voice quickly rang out, with a clear hum.

Wen Lang lowered his voice as much as possible: "Can you hear me clearly like this? I'm still recording here, so it can't be too loud, or it won't be good if you put the voice in."

What he meant was that he didn't want to cause Qin Jingshen trouble like the last airport photo, but that was not the case in the latter's ears.

Qin Jingshen's voice was low: "What's wrong?"

Wen Lang told the truth, Qin Jingshen over there was silent for a while: "It's okay, I don't care."

Mr. Qin is really a good man.

Wen Lang smiled, and then thought about the business again: "But I really don't need to trouble you, this place is quite far from home, so there's no need to go back and forth."

"Don't worry about it," Qin Jingshen's voice was still low, "I will pick you up at six o'clock."

Wen Lang could hear seriousness and determination in his voice, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

He felt that the frequency of his heartbeat was a little high recently, and he didn't dare to think deeply: "...Okay."

Even if this is settled.

The two didn't speak after that, but they could hear each other's breathing from the microphone.

Wen Lang felt that this kind of atmosphere was very strange, and his heartbeat seemed to be inexplicable, so he hurriedly found a topic: "Mr. Qin, I saw your Weibo just now, and many people said that the photos are beautiful."

In fact, there are more people with skin.

Including himself.

Qin Jingshen laughed softly: "It's really pretty."

The voice came from the microphone, and the last laugh finally turned into a breathy sound, lazy and seductive.

It's over, it's over.

Wen Lang felt that he couldn't go on like this, and when he looked up, he saw Bai Li blinking at him over there, and his heart moved: "Someone called me over there, Mr. Qin, I have to, um... I have to go first."

He used to get along with Qin Jingshen before, and he had never stumbled so much when he was most nervous, but this time he really couldn't control it, and His Majesty Taotie rarely showed his cowardice.

Of course Qin Jingshen could hear his nervousness, or something more.

There was silence on the microphone for a few seconds, and after a while, there was a clear hum: "See you tomorrow night."

Wen Lang was stunned for a moment, and his voice softened involuntarily: "Mr. Qin, see you tomorrow night."

The two hung up the phone, Wen Lang squatted there and didn't get up, holding the phone in a daze.

Suddenly footsteps sounded behind him.

Wen Lang turned around and saw that it was Bai Li.

The white-haired fox knelt down beside him: "Is it Mr. Mysterious's phone?"

Wen Lang raised his head and glanced at him: "If you gossip like this, you will be beaten."

Bai Li shrank her neck: "Isn't it?"

Wen Lang was a little surprised at his courage this time, raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Bai Li chuckled: "I knew it."

The white-haired fox laughed foolishly.

Wen Lang glanced at him like a fool, completely unaware of what he was happy about.

Bai Li was in high spirits: "But you didn't play for a few minutes, did it end so soon?"

This is not in line with the behavior of people in love.

Wen Lang turned his head maliciously: "I was going to continue talking, but didn't you wink at me just now? I thought you had something to do with me, so I hung up for now. Mr. Qin even asked your name. I think I should have remembered you."

Bai Li: ...

No, I'm just a little fox.

This is a great sin.

Bai Li huddled together: "Don't scare me."

Wen Lang smiled slightly: "I can do it myself."

Bai Li: Huh.

Bai Li: [hugging herself aggrieved].jpg

**

The next recording was still going smoothly. This time, a pet competition was added in the middle. Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer had a great time playing and won a lot of dog paw gold coins.

Bai Li felt that the ancient ferocious beasts were very scheming, and it was fine to bring two small animals to increase their competitiveness. With his gluttonous aura, the other small animals dared not even pass by, so there was no need to fight.

White-haired Fox: [Puffing].jpg

But no matter how angry he was, Wen Lang was destined to be the big winner in this session. The only consolation was that Duan Jing gave him both coins when he left.

Simply discerning.

Sure enough, only ordinary monsters can cherish each other.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon it was Friday.

In the evening, the others bid farewell to Wen Lang, packed their suitcases and went home to spend a pleasant weekend.

Because Wen Lang didn't need to send them off, Shu He and Song Li left first. Wen Lang took the two small animals out for a while, and soon received a call from Qin Jingshen.

"Mr. Qin, are you here?" Wen Lang answered the phone and asked softly.

The person being asked hummed lightly over the microphone: "Look up."

Wen Lang raised his head subconsciously, and saw a car parked not far away. Qin Jingshen just got out of the car, raised his eyes slightly, and instantly met his eyes.

Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer also saw Qin Jingshen at this time, wagging their tails and let out a soft cry.

Wen Lang quickened his pace and walked over, Qin Jingshen took the suitcase in his hand: "Are you tired?"

"Not tired, not tired." Nuan Nuan watched him put the suitcase into the trunk, and smiled, "It's just that the egg yolk and Jubao are a bit heavy, and it takes a lot of effort to drag it."

Qin Jingshen's eyes softened: "Get in the car."

Wen Lang nodded: "Okay."

He sat in the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt, and the two small animals squatted down obediently in the back seat.

The car started to drive slowly, Wen Lang opened the window a little, and the wind immediately blew in.

Qin Jingshen asked softly, "Is it cold?"

"Not cold." Wen Lang narrowed his eyes, "I really like this feeling, are you cold?"

This feeling is like standing on the top of a mountain in the fog when I was a child. Although the hair is blown to a mess, it feels very comfortable and good.

To use a line in "The Secret Life of Cute Pets", that feeling is - I feel like a hero and handsome.

Wen Lang also has a gif of this clip.

Qin Jingshen shook his head: "It's not cold."

Wen Lang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Then let's go home."

Qin Jingshen paused with his hands, and hummed lightly.

Wen Lang changed his comfortable posture and leaned back, turned his head to look at Qin Jingshen, and felt that Mr. Qin's side face was really pretty, and his eyelashes were so long and his fingers were so slender.

Qin Jingshen didn't look back: "What's wrong?"

Wen Lang was obsessed with beauty and couldn't extricate himself. After hearing the voice, he subconsciously continued: "Look at you."

Qin Jingshen pursed his lips and said nothing.

Wen Lang also came to his senses at this moment, but for some reason he didn't feel embarrassed, and also felt that Mr. Qin like this was really cute.

He smiled and was about to say a few more words when the phone in his pocket suddenly ding-dong.

Qin Jingshen looked over lightly, but Wen Lang didn't notice, he lowered his head and glanced at WeChat, it was a voice message from Song Li.

"Boss, I forgot to mention this afternoon. You have to attend a reception this weekend. The invitation letter has been placed in the mezzanine of your suitcase. Shuhe will pick you up at eight o'clock in the evening. At Rendezvous Hotel, remember to wear the highest configuration." Come on, please don't let yourself go."

Wen Lang: ...

After hearing this, Wen Lang just wanted to hit someone, and finally had some time to relax on the weekend, and he even found trouble for me.

He couldn't help sighing, and suddenly heard Qin Jingshen next to him say: "Weekend reception?"

Wen Lang nodded: "It's really sad, and he told me to wear the highest configuration, but the elderly haven't bought clothes for a long time, and they can't afford them at all."

Qin Jingshen hummed: "Then let's go."

Wen Lang raised his head in doubt: "Huh?"

"Go shopping for clothes." Qin Jingshen turned away, "And there is one more thing——"

He turned his head, a little smile in his eyes.

"I will also go to the weekend banquet."

The author has something to say: Qin Jingshen: "Let's buy clothes together and understand?"

Wen Langlang: "As long as we don't go into the fitting room together, we can talk about anything."

(After all, I am still an underage gluttonous cub)