Yan Hua stared at him for a while, making sure that there were no missing arms or legs, and her heart that had been worried for a few days suddenly calmed down.
"Come back?" she asked with a smile.
Lang Ruoxian rushed back after a long journey, but when he saw the eyesore in Fei Shan, he felt uncomfortable in his heart and face. But when he saw Yan Hua's smiling face, a dense softness flowed from his internal organs into his heart, and his mood instantly improved.
"I'm back." He also smiled, "I'm hungry."
Yan Hua was stunned for a moment, why did she feel aggrieved and pitiful like a big dog wagging its tail at her
"I recently learned how to make scallion oil noodles. Can I make you a bowl?"
Lang Ruoxian boldly sat down opposite Fei Shan, as if he didn't see anyone else there: "Okay."
"Mr. Lang doesn't look like he has just been kidnapped..." Fei Shan greeted him nonchalantly and picked up the coffee on the small square table next to him. "It was just brewed. Do you want a cup?"
Lang Ruoxian glanced at him: "Don't touch our things casually."
"Now... this is my girlfriend's house." Fei Shan shrugged, "What is Mr. Lang's identity?"
"The identity of Gungun's father." Lang Ruoxian said shamelessly.
Fei Shan was stunned by his shamelessness. He was stunned for a moment before saying, "If I remember correctly, Gun Gun is your cousin, the child of the second brother of the Lang family!"
"We are related by blood. We look the same, so naturally I am his father." Lang Ruoxian curled his lips, "As for you, an outsider, even the identity of your current rumored boyfriend is fake."
Lang Ruoxian glanced at the kitchen and saw that Yan Hua had already put the noodles into a bowl.
"Fei Shan, you used Yan Hua's sympathy to pretend to be your girlfriend. I despise such despicable means." Lang Ruoxian lowered his voice, "I tell you, unless I die, Yan Hua can only be a member of the Lang family."
Yan Hua came over with the noodles at this time: "Oh, Fei Shan, do you want to eat? I forgot about you, so I cooked a bowl."
"I'm not hungry." Fei Shan gave Lang Ruoxian a cold look, smiled at Yan Hua and stood up, "I'm going back first. If they want to take pictures of you tomorrow, I will call you in advance."
Yanhua walked him to the door: "I'm sorry, it affected your shooting."
"No, it was because of me that you participated."
The lighting in the living room gave Yan Hua a layer of soft color, making her gorgeous facial features look even more soft. The night wind blew the broken hair on her forehead, Fei Shan raised his hand and took it back halfway.
"Rest early, good night."
Back in the living room, Lang Ruoxian was eating noodles slowly, and Yan Hua noticed the deep tiredness in his eyes.
"Is it okay?" Yanhua poured him some water, sat down and asked, "Fei Ying and I learned that Gungun likes to eat it very much."
Lang Ruoxian suddenly took a few big gulps, and then said: "I also like to eat very much. From now on, this will be my favorite thing to eat."
"... It seems like you are really fine." Yan Hua smiled, "Eat, go back and rest early after eating."
After eating, Lang Ruoxian consciously went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, wiped his hands and came out: "I want to go up and see Gungun."
"good."
Gungun was nestled in the quilt with his little head exposed. Lang Ruoxian sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it for a while, then suddenly said.
"When I found out I was kidnapped, the first thing I thought of was that I must come back alive."
Yan Hua stood next to him, looking at the man's handsome profile and nodding: "I know you will come back, you can't give up so easily."
"No." Lang Ruoxian turned to look at her, "At that moment, I only had you and Gungun in my mind. If I die, who will take care of you? What if someone bullies you? What if Gungun wants to call another man his father..."
The man silently held Yan Hua's hand: "I don't even dare to think about it, so I must come back alive. Huahua..." He put Yanhua's hand on his heart.
"This place only beats for you. If you let me live, I will live. If you let me die, I will die." Lang Ruoxian's voice reached Yan Hua's ears word by word. , in the palm of her hand was a thump~dump~dong heart.
"You once bravely took that step, but you backed down again because of my relationship with Qiang Di. Do you know how angry I was when I heard that you agreed to Fei Shan to act with him?"
Yan Hua met the man's deep eyes and glanced at her: "That's why you left the country in anger."
"I thought I was angry with you." Lang Ruoxian's eyes were focused, and there was only the shadow of Yan Hua in them: "Later I found out that I was afraid. I was afraid that you and Fei Shan were really pretending to be real, and I was afraid that you would find out when you get along. He's better than me."
"No..." Yan Hua blurted out, and then she became a little angry and wanted to push the man away.
Lang Ruoxian laughed lowly and grabbed her hand to prevent her from moving: "I was going to the airport when I was kidnapped. I want to come back. No matter what you do, I will be by your side."
"Huahua." Lang Ruoxian suddenly stood up and hugged her tightly, "Give me a little more time, and I will tell you everything. No matter what secrets there are, I hope you will believe my feelings for you. .”
"I love you. No matter who I am, it will not change the fact that I love you."
Yan Hua originally wanted to struggle, but the man's words were like the melody of a cello at midnight in her ears. She knew she shouldn't hear it, but she couldn't control it. She even wanted to get intoxicated in it, and her heart felt like it was swimming in warm water. Then it flows to all parts of the body.
"I'm the actor's girlfriend now. You... you have to be careful about your influence in public." Finally, she hit the man's shoulder twice and said in a casual tone.
Lang Ruoxian looked down at her: "Then you don't need to pay attention in private, right?"
As she spoke, she kissed her, and the man's hot breath intertwined with hers. Thinking of that dream, the fear and panic she felt when something happened to Lang Ruoxian, Yan Hua slowly closed her eyes.
Like it... I definitely like it. Forget it, let’s talk about what happens next!
"Uncle?" A small voice suddenly came to mind in the room.
Yan Hua hurriedly pushed Lang Ruoxian away, but Lang Ruoxian didn't stand firm and sat down on the bed.
"Uncle!" A little fleshy ball jumped into his arms.
Lang Ruoxian dug out the lump of flesh and asked him to sit on his lap: "Gungun, I'm back."
"Wow..." Gungun stared at Lang Ruoxian, then hugged him.
Lang Ruoxian raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Hua. Yan Hua's face was flushed, as if she was seducing someone because of her beauty.
"He dreamed that you were gone and he didn't want him anymore." Yan Hua glared at Lang Ruoxian and turned to the bathroom.
Lang Ruoxian smiled and touched Gungun's forehead: "I will not abandon Gungun, I promise."
"Never...never?" Gungun said timidly, "Don't leave mom either."
"Yeah." Lang Ruoxian was just about to say that the three of them would be together in this life, when he heard the words thrown out by the unlucky child.
"When Uncle Feishan comes to live in the future, we will all be together!"
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"Pfft!" Yan Hua happened to come out and heard it, and laughed out loud: "Okay, don't look at what time it is, go to bed quickly."
Lang Ruoxian resisted the urge to beat the unlucky child and tucked him back into the quilt: "Go to sleep, I will take you out to play in a few days."
The child was not very awake when he woke up in the middle of the night. Gungun fell asleep almost instantly. When Lang Ruoxian went downstairs, he held Yanhua's hand and refused to let go. Yanhua pulled it twice and couldn't pull it out, so she had to let him go.
"I have to help Fei Shan pretend to be his girlfriend, remember not to mess it up?" Yan Hua reminded the man, "Even if you don't care about him, you have to think about me."
If people really knew what Lang Ruoxian had done to her, or if word got out about the two of them, no one would scold these two men, only Yan Hua.
Lang Ruoxian naturally thought of it, and hugged the person again and said in a muffled voice: "Then don't smile at him, don't let him touch you, don't make him noodles, or make tea or coffee for him."
"Why do I feel that you have become childish after kidnapping..." Yan Hua looked at him sideways.
Lang Ruoxian said nothing, and finally sighed and walked to the door: "I will pay attention and come back every night."
"What are you going to do?" Yan Hua asked.
Knowing that she was talking about Lang Li, Lang Ruoxian pinched her face: "Don't worry, I will take care of it."
Yanhua stared at him: "You are not Lang Li's son, who are you?"
"..." Lang Ruoxian knew that she had suspected it for a long time, but this time she was completely sure.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he approached her and said, "I am indeed not his son, but I am related by blood to him. Guess my identity!"
Yanhua was startled and met the man's teasing eyes: "╭(╯^╰)╮, good night."
"Good night!" Lang Ruoxian took the opportunity to kiss her, opened the door and ran away.
The night was already very late. Lang Ruoxian lay on the bed after taking a shower and drying his hair. He smiled when he thought of Yan Hua's childish words to him.
He also felt that he was naive, but no one could understand how he felt when he was kidnapped. At that moment, he didn't think of any hatred or grudges, he only thought of Yan Hua. Thinking that he might never see her again, the panic in his heart was infinitely amplified.
As long as he could make Yan Hua like him and stay by his side, he didn't care whether he was a scumbag or childish.
"Beep!" A text message came in, it was from a baby-faced person.
"Master, that person is Lang Li. We found out that the one at home is fake. Someone pretended to be him. The real Lang Li just returned from the airport."
As he guessed, Lang Ruoxian typed a few words to reply, and then closed his eyes. He planned to go back to the countryside tomorrow, after all, the old man was waiting to see him. Lang Li probably knew it too, so he rushed back overnight...
In addition, Lang Ruoxian still has one important thing to do.
"Grandpa." The next afternoon, Lang Ruoxian stood in front of Lang Cha.
The old man coughed a few times and looked unhappy.
"Grandpa, are you sick?" Lang Ruoxian quickly brought him water.
Lang Cha pushed away and coughed a few more times, and then slowly opened his mouth when he could breathe again: "I'm old, and I can't find out about Deng Jingjing."
"Leave it to me, I will check it as soon as possible." Lang Ruoxian said, "Don't worry about it, be careful of your body and bones."
Lang Cha looked at him and sighed: "Go upstairs and see your dad... Deng Jingjing's death seems to have hit him hard. He has refused to go downstairs for the past two days and has eaten very little. Please go and persuade him." Advise him."