The next day, when Qin Lang came out of the room, he saw Lang Qianxing already waiting in the courtyard, holding a piano in his hand.

Apparently, he was still thinking about the words Zhong Yi brought to him, when he would go to see the master when he finished his practice.

When Qin Lang looked at him, he immediately showed his big white teeth to Qin Lang, "Master!"

The young and handsome face was filled with a vigorous smile, looking at the people on the porch sincerely, making life impossible to refuse.

Qin Lang was dazzled by this smile, raised his finger and pointed to the pavilion in the courtyard, "Go there."

Lang Qianxing was sitting at the stone table in the pavilion with Qin in his arms, dressed in white and well-dressed.

The sound of the piano is gentle and pleasant.

Qin Lang came down from the corridor and looked at the figure from a distance. The people in the pavilion looked quiet and clear, but there was a bit of evil hidden in their eyes. It was obviously not the same face, but it coincided with the appearance of Mu Yin playing the piano for him in the octagonal pavilion in the bamboo forest in the dream in the previous world.

Who are you? Every world is different, but always the same, love him without hesitation in every world.

Before, he only thought that over 30 is good, over 60 is like, over 80 is from like to love, over 90 is love. So what does 100 represent? A 100-point favorability rating is not just liking, not just love, but a willingness to exchange souls.

He asked Zero Zero last night, and among the other experiencers who entered the system with him, very few had a favorability score of over 80, and even fewer had a score of over 90, let alone a score of 100. Still like him, every time they passed a world It's all full marks, it's just an anomaly.

He doesn't think he is really that good. Those who participate in the project are either from prominent families or elites in the industry - otherwise, they can't win this kind of free experience. After all, the company responsible for this project is not some little-known small company. Speaking of narcissism, they are a little worse than themselves, but it is impossible for him to know the routine, those people are not at all.

So the same routine, why can he easily get 100 when others score 80-90? That's too unreasonable, isn't it?

Before, he didn't have much feeling for favorability, until in Ling Liang's world, Ling Liang only had a favorability rating of over 90, so he could do it for him... Forget it, those things made him terrified now.

So is it possible that this man fell in love with him before he came to these worlds? Because he has fallen in love with him for a long time, no matter how many worlds he has passed, can he still fall in love again?

Qin Lang straightened his back, the spirit platform was clear, and he felt that he was the truth!

Even the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Lang Qianxing originally played the qin without distractions, and he had to make Qin Lang satisfied. When the tune was about to end, he looked up at Qin Lang, and was stunned at this sight, and the sound of the qin stopped immediately.

Qin Lang smiled. The thin lips are slightly raised, and the eyebrows and eyes are gentle, like the beginning of winter snow.

It was the first time in his two lives that he saw this man smile. He thought that this person didn't have the emotion of joy, but he didn't expect to look so good when he smiled.

Is it... because of him? Lang Qianxing couldn't control the madness in his heart again. Like seeing him bathing in Lingquan, like seeing him half-naked in the sword-casting hall, like waking up from that unspeakable dream and looking forward to it, my heart is like a drum.

Qin Lang came back to his senses when he heard the sound of the increase in favorability. He went to see Lang Qianxing, but he avoided his gaze first, preventing Qin Lang from facing him. That action is clearly embarrassing and wanting to hide.

Qin Lang is well aware of the routines he played with him - he is full of defensiveness against people because of his dark past, but once he accepts someone, he will show a little wolf dog with a juvenile temperament. Now Qin Lang watched his performance and decided to let Twenty-Five take a screenshot, and when he went back later, he could make fun of his husband.

Lang Qianxing stood up from the stone bench in the pavilion, carefully holding the qin in both hands, and stood in front of Qin Lang with his head down, his ears were still red, and his voice was completely different from the initial mockery, "Master, Your violin..."

Qin Lang said "um", but didn't answer.

Lang Qianxing quietly looked up at Qin Lang's expression, licked his lips, and said, "Qianxing will you put it back in your room?"

"No," Qin Lang lightly frowned and moved his shoulders, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you, Master." Lang Qianxing happily put it into the storage ring, as if he was afraid of Qin Lang's remorse, then he quietly glanced at Qin Lang and whispered, "Master, you laughed just now, you laughed It looks so pretty."

After saying that, he hurriedly lowered his head, as if afraid of Qin Lang's training him, but then he glanced at Qin Lang's face from the corner of his eye, and he was relieved to see that Qin Lang was not angry.

"If you have nothing to do, just go back." Instead of the harsh and provocative flirting tone before, Qin Lang didn't care and waved his hand slightly.

"..." Lang Qianxing stood there, obviously not wanting to leave.

Seeing this, Qin Lang ignored him and walked to sit under the peach blossom tree. In the blink of an eye, a game of chess appeared on the table. The chess pieces jumped out of the chess box as if they were alive, and rolled into the place where he was supposed to be. After they stopped, it was a half-played game.

Alas, ancient times were boring, and Yun Jue was even more of a boring person. Apart from reading books, he played chess. The way of entertainment was too simple.

Qin Lang was thinking about holding a white chess, and he put a pair of hands on his shoulders. Qin Lang's body stiffened.

Lang Qianxing suppressed the clamor and surging at the moment when he touched Qin Lang's body, and said in a low voice, "Master, it's been hard work..."

Qin Lang was obviously not used to someone touching him, and was about to frown when Lang Qianxing pressed his shoulder for him.

Qin Lang did not refuse any more, but he was not happy, and he felt a little sour. This skill was clearly practiced by his husband at Yunhua in his previous life, but he knows how to use it, and now he is using it to please him! But after thinking about it, even if it was trained in Yunhua in the previous life, he is enjoying it now, and it is estimated that Yunhua will not have the chance to enjoy it in this life. snort!

Qin Lang and Yunhua said they would rest for a few days, but Yunhua didn't bother him. Zhong Yiboyi also felt that the master was working hard to practice swords, and knowing that the master was happy, he took the sword sent by Qin Lang to practice swordsmanship, and did not bother him. Only Lang Qianxing came every day, especially since he didn't see Qin Lang bothering him every day, he became more and more courageous.

First he pinched his shoulders, then his legs, and even the day before Qin Lang closed his eyes while reading a book on the couch in the yard, this fellow even rubbed his temples. Although Lang Qianxing's expressions were straight, Qin Lang just felt that his husband was taking the opportunity to wipe his teeth.

When I was thirsty, Lang Qianxing quickly delivered tea~www.wuxiahere.com~ When I was tired, Lang Qianxing brought out the melons and fruits that I didn't know when to prepare.

Qin Lang was served very thoughtfully and comfortably. However, Lang Qianxing made him feel uncomfortable, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel sour. The feeling that his husband had learned everything for the sake of others was really heartbroken!

Just when Qin Lang was living in such tangled emotions every day, Yunhua came to Qingyun Peak.

When Zhong Yi brought Yun Hua and Yun Hua's disciples to Qin Lang's courtyard, Qin Lang was instructing Lang Qianxing to practice swords.

Of course, both of their master and apprentice noticed that Yunhua had arrived, but neither of them responded. One was still practicing swords intently, and the other was still drinking tea leisurely.

If you look closely, Lang Qianxing's smiling eyes have become gloomy, and Qin Lang's expression is a little subtle when he bows his head and drinks tea.

Heh, the ex-boyfriend who played with my husband wanted to **** me? What should I look like?