Rong Qian, who had just walked over to touch the wall, was stunned, and then she couldn't help but smile, her heart was about to fly.

What a date? It seems that even though she and Yan Lang were together every day, she has not had a serious date yet.

It’s like she went straight from the relationship period to the old couple’s mode. Although she liked it very much, it would be great if she could date.

Yan Lang looked up and saw Rong Qian's cheeks flushed and her originally spiritless black eyes seemed to be glowing and moist, which was really embarrassing.

Yan Lang, who was very embarrassed, temporarily let go of the hand that pulled the chair for Rong Qian, took two steps forward, holding Rong Qian's slender waist and holding the hand that she was holding on the wall with the other hand, and squeezed Rong Qian a step beside her. Then he leaned over and completely enveloped the petite Rong Qian in his figure.

The hot lips first fell lovingly on Rong Qian's eyes, and then sprayed their breathing downwards, holding their petal-shaped lips in one mouthful.

After more than three months of getting along, the relationship between the two was no longer as fast as it was at the beginning, making Rong Qian feel uneasy. At this time, Rong Qian was able to stand on tiptoe and raise her face to respond timidly to Yan Lang's enthusiasm.

The lips and teeth opened naturally, willing to accept this big guy who looked gentle but was fierce as soon as he flirted. Yan Lang felt Rong Qian's cooperation and kissed him more and more. He occasionally leaked one or two sex sounds in his breath, feeling a muffled groan. Sure enough, he felt the little lady in his arms trembled and his body was showing signs of weakness.

Yan Lang was dull, humming, light, and the sound of chanting became more and more rhythmic. When occasionally letting go of his lips to give each other a short breath, Yan Lang would pretend to be unintentional and lean his head against Rong Qian's shoulder. It seemed to be comfortable and could not help but breathe, which made Rong Qian's ears flushed and weak all over.

Yan Lang chuckled, no longer giving her time to breathe and recover, and then he held Rong Qian's back to kiss again. His other hand couldn't help but rub her waist, and the force became stronger and stronger, and the suggestive meaning became stronger and stronger.

When he finally stopped, Yan Lang could only lean on Rong Qian's shoulder to breathe without pretending, and his whole body was like a gecko and he wanted to stick to the wall.

Of course, what Yan Lang wanted to stick to was naturally not the cold wall, but Rong Qian who was squeezed between his chest and the wall.

"Qianqian, Qianqian..."

Yan Lang gasped, and gently called her name, making Rong Qian's heart tremble.

Feeling the change of Yan Lang pressing against his abdomen, Rong Qian even had a strong impulse to hand him over to this man who leaned on his shoulder and said and called him.

However, it was too embarrassing to say this kind of words to Rong Qian, but Yan Lang was impulsive and never said anything he wanted to do.

Yan Lang knew that he would burn himself every time, but he couldn't help it. He sighed in regret. Yan Lang supported his hands on the walls on both sides of Rong Qian's head, stretching his body open like doing push-ups. He stared at his girlfriend, who was dizzy on his cheeks and red eyes, and looked even more delicious. He muaed Rong Qian's lips unwillingly, then held Rong Qian's hand and turned around to lead her to sit at the dining table.

"Fortunately, I have strong self-control and my breakfast is not cold yet."

Yan Lang opened his eyes and told lies. It was because he didn't have enough self-control that he almost lost control before breakfast.

Rong Qian didn't say it out loud, and sat down with a smile on her lips and had breakfast with him. Thinking that the two of them were going to date in a while, Rong Qian immediately broke free from the kiss just now and asked Yan Lang in a hurry where he was going to have a date.

This is the difference between men and women. Men are more loyal to desire, while women care more about love.

Yan Lang saw that Rong Qian had recovered so quickly, and he was also depressed for a while. His mind was still full of colored waste.

However, when Rong Qian was so happy, Yan Lang didn't feel disappointed. Instead, he quickly calmed down his mind. He first picked up a soup bun for Rong Qian, then held her hand and touched the plates of steamed buns and pickles, so that Rong Qian could know what was there. He replied, "I haven't thought about it yet, but we will go shopping first and buy you some clothes. If there is still time, I will go to drink hot milk tea, eat outside at noon, and then watch a movie. After watching it, I will accompany me to buy something..."

"...The Chinese New Year is coming, and the street lampshades on the street outside have been replaced with red lanterns, and there are particularly large Chinese knots hanging below, which looks very beautiful. There are also colorful lights on the green trees, and lights are also pulled between the low-wide highways, but they have not been fully turned on recently. I heard that the white lights are all pulled this year. When they turn on at night, it is like a tree of pear blossoms. The car drove on the road, as if passing through a flower door made of white vines..."

Today is February 3rd, and this year's Spring Festival is February 13th, and there are only ten days left. Recently, Li Defang has been working hard to buy New Year's goods and has agreed to let Rong Qian stay at their house for the New Year together.

Although Rong Qian couldn't see it, he heard Yan Lang's description of the picture and looked full of anticipation. "This year, our Nancheng Spring Festival lantern decoration is really good. Can you take me to see it?"

Rong Qian begged softly, and Yan Lang naturally agreed with a smile, "I'll borrow a professional camera and take more photos for you. You must be very beautiful when you stand below."

Rong Qian took a bite of the skin of the soup bun, and the delicious soup inside flowed into her mouth in her mouth. The heat was just right. "Although I can't see it, I can show it to the children in the future. You can still tell me when you are old."

The world in your mouth is the world I can see.

Yan Lang really didn't expect to show it to the child. He mainly wanted to keep it for himself. However, after Rong Qian said this, Yan Lang thought about the scene and was quite acceptable, so he nodded in agreement and agreed to it.

Rong Qian smiled and narrowed her eyes. Yan Lang couldn't help but reach out to pinch her chin and squeeze Rong Qian's oily lips and pouted high again. Rong Qian was so angry that she raised her hand to hit him.

I don’t know what happened to this person, but I like to pinch her face and squeeze her facial features so that she deformed. That would be very harmful to her image, okay?

The two of them had breakfast laughed and had basically nothing left. Yan Lang was just twenty-five this year. It was the time of his appetite that Rong Qian had left half of the sweet bun and half a bowl of soy milk. Finally, he entered his stomach.

Yan Lang cleaned up the dishes, and the two of them didn't have to be busy today. They played and washed the dishes together, "It's only been around seven o'clock now, I'll accompany you to record one episode first, and then record the remaining episode tonight."

Touching the card in his pocket, although Yan Lang wanted to go out now, he was also concerned about the cold air outside that was not yet sunny.

Rong Qian had originally planned to record what she wanted to record in a while. At this time, Yan Lang said this, and Rong Qian naturally smiled and was held hands by him and returned to the bedroom computer.

Maybe because I was in a good mood and a little anxious, Rong Qian recorded this time quite quickly, and it was finished in more than an hour.

Rong Qian listened twice with concern and was sure that the effect was not affected by the lack of calmness. Then she happily changed her clothes and wrapped her scarf with Yan Lang. She was held hands by her boyfriend and went out for a date.

Although Nancheng is a small city, various clothing and leather shoe factories that have moved from the provincial capital this year have also moved in.

Yan Lang took Rong Qian to buy clothes, so he naturally chose brand products. It is not to say that he would be more face after wearing them, but the brand is also a guarantee of quality.

Although there are also cheap and affordable ones, Yan Lang believes that he is not very good at choosing the quality of women's clothing, so he would rather spend more money.

“Is this dress really good?”

"It looks good, but is it comfortable to wear? Don't hide it from me if you have any discomfort, otherwise it will be useless."

The salesperson was originally going to introduce it, but Yan Lang smiled and refused. He could feel that Rong Qian still didn't like strangers getting too close.

Perhaps she also felt the strange vision of outsiders betting on her, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Yan Lang simply chose Rong Qian himself. When choosing, he would tell her the style of clothes and information on the listing. The two of them chose each other to discuss whether to buy them. The atmosphere was very harmonious. The salesmen who had been watching frequently had to sigh to their colleagues that their relationship was so good, and they no longer talked too much about the couple.

"Yan Lang? You are back too? Long time no see!"

Yan Lang had just discussed with Rong Qian which skirt to buy, and was sending Rong Qian back to the locker room to change clothes. He leaned against the door of the locker room and waited. Suddenly, a female voice next to her who was full of vitality as soon as she heard the sound.

Yan Lang turned his head and saw that he was immediately happy. It was Yuan Feifei, the tomboy from their class in high school.

Yuan Feifei saw Yan Lang turning her head over, subconsciously thrusting her chest and abdomen, and raised her hand to touch her hair.

It seemed that the smile on his face was too bright, Yuan Feifei reluctantly restrained herself from closing the cracked curve of the corners of her lips, raised her hand to the side of her cheek and waved playfully to Yan Lang.

Yan Lang looked up and down at Yuan Feifei, couldn't help but smile and stood up against the wall, "It turns out that the girl changed her life in age."

After receiving Yan Lang's praise, Yuan Feifei's smile that had just been trying hard to restrain herself, and she was about to grin at the corner of her mouth, and she was careless and silly.

"The study committee members of our class are also more handsome than before."

She was so handsome that she couldn't bear to forget her after so many years. She was so lucky this time when she came back, she actually encountered her directly on the street.

Yan Lang didn't take it seriously and smiled. Suddenly, he heard the door of the locker room being opened. Yan Lang immediately ignored the old classmate and turned around and raised his hand to grab Rong Qian's finger.

He held it habitually and found that it was not cold. He then tied his fingers and got his whole body up, allowing Rong Qian to touch his arm and feel more secure. "Then buy this one I just now, and go and check out the sweater later. I just saw someone wearing a couple sweater, and I want it too."

The last sentence Yan Lang arched his back and put his head on Rong Qian's shoulder and lowered his voice, saying, with a little pitifulness, just like a big dog acting coquettishly.

Rong Qian smiled and hit his big head intimately with her forehead, "Okay, but it's very difficult to find in physical stores. There are many online, and there are also specially customized ones. By the way, you were talking to someone just now? Have you met an acquaintance?"

Yuan Feifei, who was standing beside her, was already stunned. The smile on her face had long collapsed, and she looked at the couple who were loving in front of her with helpless eyes.

After Rong Qian reminded this, Yan Lang remembered his old classmate again. He stood up with a little embarrassed. Yan Lang let go of his hand and hugged Rong Qian's shoulder and smiled at Yuan Feifei, "I met an old classmate from high school before. Her name is Yuan Feifei. She is a very lively girl. She had a fight with Gangzi at the beginning. She is very powerful. Yuan Feifei, this is my girlfriend and future wife Rong Qian. Are you back for the New Year this year? Just in time, you might be able to drink my wedding wine with Qianqian."

Rong Qian blushed and glared at him, blaming him for talking nonsense. She said so seriously to the people outside, why don’t you see you in a hurry to marry me?

Yuan Feifei looked at the two of them with affectionate eyes and could only laugh twice. You just remember this little bit about me? Didn’t you praise me for being beautiful just now? Can you not mention that kind of dark history?

Yuan Feifei's heart roared and kept smacking, her face was filled with a smile, and she said "Hello" to Rong Qian, but she could no longer say anything, mainly because she had not yet figured out the clues that were messed up by this accident for a while.

Yan Lang saw that it was getting late, "Okay, I'll talk again if I have the chance. Today, I finally came out for a date with my girlfriend, so let's leave first."

Yan Lang took Rong Qian back to the counter to pay the bills. Yuan Feifei watched the two of them leave with a smile, and then slapped her forehead and cursed herself as she was stupid. This is a young women's clothing store. She met the study committee member here, thanks to her that she was still happy!

The author has something to say: Yuan Feifei: Am I not the heroine? Am I not the most popular silly heroine in my early years? Who is this woman?

Yan Lang: Ah? Are you the heroine? Then go find your male lead, I am Passerby A, this is Passerby A’s wife Passerby B [Personally, I am Passerby A’s male lead

ps: Don't worry, after all, it's the world where Yan Lang is trying to train. He will definitely not arrange such black-hearted lotus for him. The original heroine may be jealous, but she will not become unlike herself because of this.

This world is indeed coming to an end. It will not abuse Qianqian, and the original heroine will not be vicious or bloody.

Thanks to the little angels who threw thunder, Bi Xin, and will update it at 10:30 tomorrow. I will compensate you for the day after tomorrow:

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Chapter completed!