There was silence in the room for a long time, the thin young man still looked at Yan Han with burning eyes and refused to back down.
Yan Han asked in a calm voice, "Is this really what you want?"
Qin Lang smiled, his eyes would automatically bend when he smiled, like a crescent moon, very beautiful, "Yes."
You give me what you want, and I'll give you what you want. That's fair, isn't it
Obviously Qin Lang only answered two words, but Yan Han could hear the hidden meaning in it.
Yan Han's eyes darkened, and he put on a gentle smile: "Okay, as you wish."
Then he watched the calm young man just blushed instantly, and stood there blankly staring at him shyly, as if he didn't know what to do next.
Yan Han looked at him for a while and asked him, "Did you take a bath?"
Qin Lang's ears also turned red: "washed..."
Yan Han asked again, "Have you done any expansion?"
Qin Lang's face was so red that he could drip blood, and he didn't dare to look directly at the cold: "I... I won't... "
Yan Han evoked a slightly evil smile at him. It was very sexy and had a bit of sensuality. It was Yan Han he had never seen before, "Come here."
Qin Lang walked over obediently with his head lowered, he was a little nervous, like the first time. The first experience was actually not very good, there was no pleasure, only pain, but he still felt very happy in his heart that he could become one with the person he loved.
Qin Lang was hugged by the man, he swallowed nervously, because he was close to him, he could clearly feel the change in the man's body.
For a moment, he was happy. Knowing that men always have few desires, and now, he has easily provoked him, which really gave him a sense of accomplishment.
But, probably only tonight. It doesn't matter, even if the beauty is only this night, it doesn't matter, in the future, when I recall it, I can deceive myself. He also had it.
The young man's thoughts were revealed on his face without exception, Yan Han kissed his lips, as he wished, give him a good memory. It was the last and only tenderness he could do.
Qin Lang's lips were very soft, and seemed to have a bit of strawberry sweetness, which made people unable to taste it. Soon, Qin Lang was kissed so brightly that he was pushed down on the bed, it was a cold bed, he thought contentedly.
Maybe it was because he had been abstinent for too long, and he couldn't stop once he was liberated, or maybe the person under him was so delicious that he couldn't help but greedily, eating into his stomach again and again.
Another burst of overwhelming pleasure hit Qin Lang. He opened his mouth to breathe, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. I don't know if it was because of such intense sex or something else. I poured out my heart over and over again: "Severe cold... I love you... I love you, I love you... "
That night was indeed a good enough memory.
Qin Lang woke up once in the night, he turned his head to look at the man sleeping beside him, his face was no longer used to be a hippie smile or soft and gentle in line with the character, but cold and frosty, with a bit of hostility, a pair of star-like eyes. The night was quiet, and it seemed like something was surging.
Finally, the corner of his lips curled into a smile, very light and cold.
The next morning, when Yan Han woke up, there was a pen and a divorce agreement on the bedside table, and Qin Lang was nowhere to be seen.
Yan Han sat up and read the agreement, and his eyes finally fell on the two slightly handsome "Qin Lang". He was distracted for a while, and he didn't know what he thought. Finally, he picked up the pen and signed his name under "Qin Lang".
After signing, he remembered what he had just been distracted about. Last night, Qin Lang almost fainted. Can his body bear it when he left so early
[Ding, severe cold - favorability 20, current favorability 35. ]
Qin Lang was sleeping soundly in the hotel, but the news that his favorability increased suddenly sounded in his mind, but he didn't wake him up completely.
Qin Lang ate dinner last night and slept on his stomach at the dining table to wait for the severe cold or something, but he did it to show the severe cold, although that was indeed what the original owner often did.
Qin Lang stretched his waist and slowly got up and walked into the bathroom to relieve himself.
He had already taken a shower at home, and he stopped wearing a condom several times after the severe cold last night, making him muddy inside and out. Qin Lang recalled the appearance of the man galloping on him last night, tsk tsk sighing, people who abstain for too long are really scary.
System: "Have you had a good time?"
Qin Lang was eating lunch, "Of course, the severe cold is very severe. With such a husband, sex life is guaranteed."
The system said ruthlessly: "It's not your husband anymore, you are already divorced."
"..." could not be refuted.
It was autumn now and the weather was getting cooler. Qin Lang wore a sweater with a collar to cover up those ambiguous traces.
It was already afternoon when he left the hotel. He stood at the door of the hotel and stared blankly at the bustling city in front of him, not knowing where to go for a while.
Do you have nothing else to do but the cold? Not divorced? From now on, live your own life!
Qin Lang took a deep breath and let the bleak autumn wind blow him sober.
Waiting for the hotel person to drive his car over, he gave the young man some tip, and the young man bowed and respectfully sent him away with a smile.
Qin Lang went to the company, and after thinking about it, he was the only one who could trust him with confidence.
"Really divorced?" Qin Feng was a little unbelievable when he heard the news, always thinking of further proof.
"Yeah." Qin Lang replied sullenly, "Brother, find me a place where the environment is quieter."
"Can't you live at home? My parents miss you very much." Qin Feng frowned at his tired brother who was sitting on the sofa. Although he was divorced, he obviously didn't let it go.
"I...I don't want them to worry."
Qin Feng sighed, "It's up to you. Go live at my place tonight, and you can move there tomorrow when you find a place."
"Well, thank you brother." Qin Lang said.
"I'm your brother, how do you say thank you?" Qin Feng rubbed his brother's head dotingly. He stood, looking down from the top, and caught a glimpse of the hickey hidden under the sweater on his brother's fair neck.
Qin Lang raised his head and saw his brother's gaze. He tugged at his collar and smiled sweetly and bitterly, "Break up."
Qin Feng glanced at Qin Lang with a complicated expression. Qin Lang had no secrets with him. He knew all about Yan Han and him in the past five years. How intense.
As far as he knows, Yan Han has no one outside. Now that he can roll sheets with Qin Lang, whether it is a parting ceremony or not, it shows more or less that Qin Lang doesn't have any weight in Yan Han's heart, right
Qin Lang loved him so much, even if he showed a little bit of love, the two would not have come to this point.
But forget it, the severe cold is not a fire pit, but an ice cellar. He should celebrate his brother's escape from the sea of misery.
"Xiao Lang, do you want to go on a trip?" Qin Feng sat down beside Qin Lang, "Going out to relax?"
Qin Lang hesitated for a while and said, "I don't really want to travel far."
"XX Satellite TV, I just sponsored a reality show, you can go play with your friends." Qin Feng said again.
Although Qin Lang didn't really want to go, he couldn't refuse his brother's kindness, so he came down.
When Qin Lang left, he didn't take anything with him, including the clothes in the closet in his room.
In five years, except for the wedding night, this is the first time Yan Han has stepped into this room. The door to the bathroom was open. I think Qin Lang used it in the morning. Two pieces of clothing were thrown in the trash can. They were the ones he wore last night. He probably felt too lazy to wash them.
There was a wedding photo of the two of them hanging on the head of the bed. In the photo, Qin Lang smiled happily and happily, like most newcomers, but at that time he probably didn't expect that this marriage would be so unfortunate.
Yan Han glanced at it and retracted his gaze, pinching his eyebrows irritably. Before leaving the room, he took away the trash in the trash can, along with the sumptuous dinner on the dining table last night that Qin Lang had dumped in the kitchen, and threw it into the trash can outside when he went out.
After throwing it away, Yan Han saw his mother's car coming to the door.
"Where's Xiao Lang?" This was the first sentence the woman asked when she entered the house.
"Let's go." Yan Han replied unequivocally and concisely.
"Leave?" The woman stared at him in shock, and finally turned into anger, "What did you do to get angry with Xiao Lang? Go and apologize!"
After the woman finished speaking, she pushed him out of the door, but the woman's limited strength did not allow Yan Han to move.
Yan Han looked at the woman's furious appearance and said calmly, "We are divorced."
"What?!" When Mother Yan heard this, she looked at her son with a deep frown, and slapped him mercilessly.
Yan Han's face turned slightly to the side because of his mother's actions. He didn't hide, but he didn't expect her mother to react so strongly.
"How could you treat him like this? Ah?" Mother Yan thought of the helpless and desperate appearance of the child, her heart throbbing, and the usual noble and reserved became hysterical, he shouted at her son: "How can you do this To him! Do you have any heart?!"
Yan Han looked at the woman again, and his eyes were still calm, "He brought it up."
The woman finally turned pale, staggered back a few steps, Yan Han went up to help her, she opened his hand, and sat down on the sofa herself.
Then she stared at the right hand she just hit her son, and said, "You haven't been with Xiao Lang for so many years. Is it because you think this marriage is unfair to you, because you think it's just a deal?"
Yan Han didn't answer, just looked at her.
Mother Yan took a deep breath, then looked at her son with a sad smile: "You are wrong, when Xiao Lang found me, he volunteered to do a bone marrow transplant with me, and he didn't ask for anything at all. It was me. , I see that the child loves you so much, and I propose to him, in exchange, that you marry him."
Yan Han's expressionless face finally changed a little. He frowned and asked her: "Why? Since he is voluntary, you know that I was with Bai Yue at that time... "
"Heh..." Mother Yan looked at him with disgust in her eyes, "Bai Yue is not worthy of you at all, I told you long ago. Also, you can blame me for his death. Long has nothing to do with it."
Ignoring her son's angry eyes, she continued: "I am a selfish person, and I only want to give the best to my son. But I never thought about it, Xiao Lang carefully held a heart in front of you, But you brutally smashed his heart completely, he will be hurt, cry and bleed. It's my fault... I know you don't love him, I know you haven't been happy at all in the past five years, and you have been urge him to work hard."
"Hahaha... Divorce. Yes, Xiao Lang must feel that he can't stand it anymore, after all, you have no heart and can't enjoy his love." The woman propped up her body and got up from the sofa, "If this is a small What Lang wants, I will be happy for him. But my son, I also feel sad for you at the same time, you lost a person who loved you the most and let go of your happy future. So, I especially hope you don't regret it Otherwise, you will be heartbroken.”
"People who don't cherish are the saddest."
The door was closed, and the cold was left alone in the empty room.
When the garbage was brought out, the door of Qin Lang's room was not closed. Yan Han was standing in the living room. From this angle, he could just see the wedding photo hanging on the bedside of Qin Lang's room. He looked at Qin Lang in the photo, and for a while. My heart moved slightly, but also a little pain.
Qin Lang was voluntary and did not want to exchange marriages. It was his mother who seduced him and made that request.
[Ding, Severe Cold - Favorability 10, current Favorability 45. ]
The author has something to say: Yeah, yeah, break up the gun.
Why do I feel like I'm getting more and more perverted. So sad.