Early winter night, slightly cool. Qin Lang's smiling eyes were reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows. He held a mobile phone in one hand while lazily looking at the neon lights outside the window.

The next second, those eyes remained the same, and the lazy posture did not change, but the expression, voice, and tone of voice on his face seemed to have changed into another person.

"Reward... what, reward?" Qin Lang swallowed and pretended not to understand.

There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone, and the **** voice quickly hit Qin Lang's eardrums through the current: "Since you don't remember, then forget it. Well, it's getting late, rest early, good night baby."

"..." Qin Lang was anxious, how could he not play cards according to the routine? But I don't want to hang up so quickly, I want to listen to that person's voice for a while, "Well... it's only eight o'clock..."

Yan Han held back for a while, but did not stretch out, but laughed out loud.

Qin Lang immediately realized that the other party was making fun of him again, and was immediately embarrassed and annoyed: "You! You are right, it's getting late, it's time to rest, that's all!"

"Hahaha, don't be angry, baby, open the door." Yan Han is very good at pinch strength to avoid really annoying people, and his tone suddenly becomes gentle, scratching people's hearts.

"You...you wait." Qin Lang hung up the phone, smiled evilly at himself on the floor-to-ceiling window, and turned around a few steps to open the door.

The slightly faster movement made Qin Lang's chest heave a little bigger than usual. His red lips parted slightly, and his star eyes stared at the smiling man outside the door, with some unbelievable but uncontrollable joy.

It seemed that, after waiting for a long time, the most anticipated ship finally arrived.

Probably because he felt that his emotions were too obvious, the young man quickly turned his eyes to one side, quietly reddened his ears, and asked calmly, "Why are you here?"

Yan Han Long-legged walked into the room and locked the door, looking at his lover's lovely reddish face, he bullied him, put one arm around Qin Lang's waist, the other on the back of Qin Lang's neck, and pinched Qin Lang's slightly hot earlobe with **** Gently kneading, his **** lips came to Qin Lang's ear, and he exhaled an ambiguous warmth, his tone was unbelievably gentle: "Of course I'm here to reward you."

Facing such an attack, Qin Lang only felt that his legs were weak, and just one sentence made him collapse.

Yan Han let out a low laugh, grabbed Qin Lang's ear, bit it carefully, and then turned to kissing. Yan Han's fair and beautiful neck was especially loved by Yan Han. Sucking, the breath sprayed on the neck is getting hotter and hotter.

Qin Lang's face quickly turned red. The infatuation of his sweetheart made him feel like stepping on cotton after drinking.

"Hmm..." A shallow moan came from the young man's mouth, beautiful and sweet.

Somewhere in the severe cold it was painfully hard, but the only sanity he had left made him stop at the right time.

He kissed Qin Lang's lips with a gentle and simple touch, his **** was hidden as much as possible, then he hugged Qin Lang and gasped for a while, "I won't treat you until you promise me. doing what."

The onlooker system rolled his eyes secretly, and despised Yan Han: "What nonsense are you talking about at this time, just do it! Is it a man?"

Qin Lang sighed: "Twenty-five, you really are, are you sure you are not infected with some kind of colored virus?"

System: "..." He insisted on not admitting that he was a bit of a system.

Qin Lang gently pushed Yan Han away, and after a while, he dared to look directly at the other person's burning eyes, "Yan Han... What exactly do you mean?"

Yan Han looked at him seriously, and there was no joke on his face: "I like you very much and want to be with you. That's what I mean."

Qin Lang was silent, the man's eyes were so hot and focused, as if he was the only one who could hide the entire universe. Qin Lang's heart was beating violently, he opened his eyes, suppressed the joy in his heart, and temporarily left the last two points of reason, and then looked at Yan Han again: "Are you... serious?"

"Of course." Yan Han frowned, and seemed a little unhappy to be questioned by Qin Lang again, but he explained again impatiently, "Since that day in the hospital, he has always been serious."

Qin Lang bit his lip, maintaining his decent manners and posture over the years, and also wanted to give himself a chance to breathe: "Let me think about it, don't get too close to me, let me think about it..."

Yan Han was pushed out of the room, he smiled helplessly, although he knew that Qin Lang didn't dare to agree directly, for fear that he felt that he had been waiting for a long time, although the answer was already obvious, but he did not hear the final blow The tone was fixed, and the cold was still a little uneasy.

Not wanting to let this unease last for too long, Yan Han said, "I only give you one day to think about it. I will wait for you in my room at eight o'clock tomorrow night. I'm afraid you will be shy, as long as you knock on the door, I will take it as your agreement."

"..." Qin Lang pushed the person out of the room with more force, and then closed the door with a "snap" with a blushing face.

After a while, the sound of leather shoes rubbing against the carpet came from outside the hallway. Qin Lang sneered after confirming that Yan Han had left.

The system felt a little scared when it heard this sneer. Well, let's hold Zero for warmth tonight. However, Zero Zero is just AI, it seems that there is no temperature...

emmm... the sadness of being an AI, he seems to finally realize it. Ugh.

The corridor gradually returned to calm as the cold footsteps receded, but if you listen carefully, you can still find a disdainful chuckle from the depths of the corridor. But obviously disdainful, the man's face had a crazy face, and in the depths, it seemed particularly distorted.

The next day, Yan Han did not flirt with Qin Lang every once in a while as usual, nor did he act intimacy, but kept a distance politely. In order to prevent Qin Lang from misunderstanding that he was distant, his eyes were still very gentle. This gave Qin Lang enough room to think rationally.

Of course Qin Lang had thought about it for a long time. Although he understood what Yan Han meant, he also knew that it was because of what he said last night, "Don't get too close to me", but he has recently become accustomed to the feeling of Yan Han sticking to him. Uncontrollably looking at the cold frequently.

Yan Han noticed Qin Lang's gaze. Although his eyes were still on the notebook in his hand, he slowly made a mouth shape of "I'm waiting for you". Qin Lang took a peek at him and raised his eyebrows at the other party.

Qin Lang turned back in a hurry, focusing all his attention on the lines, not daring to be distracted, but looking forward to the end of today's play earlier, it was dark earlier, and the time arrived at eight o'clock earlier.

The two of them didn't communicate much in the afternoon, and the staff who were used to seeing them tired of being together seemed to have a new gossip today - Emperor Yan Ying and Qin Lang didn't seem to be close today. quarrel? Tired of playing? Or climb on someone else's bed and get caught. Rape?

Bai Quan took the coffee his assistant bought and took a sip. It was bitter and sweet, and he squeezed the corner of his mouth that he could barely control.

Tonight may be an opportunity.

At seven forty-five, there was a knock on the cold door.

Almost instantly, the face that used to be like an iceberg of ten thousand years melted instantly, and his eyes filled with a pool of spring water. As he walked to the door, he deliberately unbuttoned the two buttons above his neckline, revealing his strong chest.

However, after opening the door, the spring water in his eyes quickly turned to ice again, and he said indifferently: "It's you, what's the matter?"

Qin Lang hummed a song, calmly looked in the mirror, stroked his soft black hair one by one, touched his smooth face again, and smiled evilly at the mirror.

The system is about to be annoyed by this spicy chicken host: "I said, did you hear that the substitute is at your husband's door, won't you stop it? What if the substitute brought some kind of drug? manage?"

Qin Lang picked up the aroma from the cabinet and sprayed a little on his fingertips, smeared it behind his ears, and admired himself in the mirror before going out.

The system finally let out a sigh of relief, why is there such a tired host who is always calm.

Yan Leng looked at the person in front of him coldly. This person's appearance was 80% similar to Bai Yue's. With a sneer, he said, "Are you begging me for love by making such a pitiful appearance?"

Bai Quan gritted his teeth and put away the pitiful appearance of Hyun Ran who was about to cry for a second. Such seduction was useless to this man, which made him very surprised and frustrated, "Mr. Yan, are you sure you won't let me Are you going in?"

"Heh," Yan Han looked at him mockingly, folded his arms lazily and leaned directly on the door frame, but his eyes were very gloomy, "It seems that you have something in your hand that is delusional to threaten me?"

"Yes." Bai Quan looked up at the man he wanted to get crazy, and no longer concealed it, he took out his mobile phone and played a recording.

"I'm the producer of "Douxing"..."

"I took your role for you..."

"You shouldn't be Yanhan, do you want to dive into me?"

"Yeah that's right..."

The recording was completely played, and once again, what Bai Quan did not expect was that the man did not move at all, and let the recording sound in the empty corridor without caring.

"That's it?" Yan Han snorted lightly, his tall body moved away from the door frame, his wide hand grasped the door handle, and his **** voice spit out anger, "Go away! You are an eyesore."

After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the feet of the pale and shocked young man in front of him, the place where Qin Lang should have stood at this moment.

"Ding——" The elevator opened. Yan Han reflexively looked at the elevator door, and a stern look flashed in Bai Quan's eyes in front of him.

Qin Lang was wearing a light-colored overcoat tonight, with a light V-neck gray sweater underneath. Half of his delicate collarbone could be seen faintly, low-key, elegant and slightly sexy. There was still a slight smile on his face, and his slightly curved eyes were not difficult to see with anticipation and excitement.

However, this expression vanished completely when he stepped out of the elevator and turned his head to see Bai Quan, who was standing beside the cold door, suddenly stepped forward and kissed the cold.

Yan Hanyin focused his attention on Qin Lang, and a person was accidentally attacked by surprise. The disgusted expression on his face was not concealed, and he directly pushed away Baiquan, who was entangled in his body with all his strength.

Regardless of whether the doors of other rooms would be opened because of his loud voice, Yan Han said to Qin Lang, "Qin Lang, stand there and don't move!"

Qin Lang, who was stunned at first, came back to his senses when he heard this sound. Not long ago, his smiling eyes were covered with water mist. He turned around and hurriedly pressed the elevator again and got in.

The gesture of fleeing in the wild is extremely embarrassing. How dazzling his smile was when he came, how dazzling his sadness was at the moment.

Qin Lang was right next to the elevator, and it only took a few seconds to get out and back in.

Damn it! Yan Han cursed in a low voice, and he knew that Qin Lang's temper must be running straight away, and he was also stupid.