Not to mention how many melons those who failed to attend offline events in person but were paying attention to this matter ate, Yan Lang and Rong Qian left the venue with the people in the gang after attending the event, Yan Lang invited them to have a hot pot together.

The people who were originally a little uncomfortable because of their unequal social status and wealth were not equal to the leader, and they really started to have a fuss. They were very relaxed in their words and went to sing after hot pot.

However, Yan Lang and Rong Qian did not go. This time, the singing was led by Li Xiangxiang. Knowing that the young leader was going to see the parents tomorrow, the group did not deliberately make things difficult for others. After Yan Lang and Rong Qian were let go, the rest of the people played until midnight before going back to the hotel to rest, preparing to attend the comic exhibition the next morning and then stroll around the city in Shaanxi.

Yan Lang and Rong Qian went home early, but when they sent Rong Qian back to the unit, Yan Lang was very depressed.

"I knew I wouldn't have gone today, and the rooms have been arranged."

When Yan Lang got out of the car, he brought an extra spare jacket. At this moment, he pulled Rong Qian and hid behind a big banyan tree on the exterior wall of the corner of the unit building. He put his coat on Rong Qian, and hugged Rong Qian with his back against the tree pole and was reluctant to let go.

The coat is like a hooded one, and Rong Qian only had half of her face outside, and Ye Feng couldn't blow it in at all. Hearing Yan Lang's complaint like a coquettish, he couldn't help laughing, "I haven't told Xiangxiang yet. I'll pack my luggage tonight and move it over when I come back tomorrow. It's just the right time."

Although Rong Qian was determined to go further with Yan Lang, she was still a little panicked. She needed time to sort out her mood.

Yan Lang also knew that he would definitely not be able to get the person home tonight, so he could only give him many instructions and said, "If you regret it, I will exchange the house for Li Xiangxiang and move here to live with you."

Rong Qian burst into laughter. The more he got along with Yan Lang, the more he realized that he was actually like an ordinary person, but just better, but actually had a childish side.

However, Yan Lang was just a little naive occasionally, but never caused her trouble.

Yan Lang made Rong Qian distracted for a moment. I thought of a girl in the dormitory when she was in college. The reason why she broke up with her boyfriend was that her boyfriend was too good at acting cute and loving to rely on her. After two years of chatting, she felt like she had an extra son, not a man she could rely on at critical moments.

Rong Qian was stunned by the thought of these past events and couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

Yan Lang narrowed his eyes, and his arms, which were about to spread their hands and put them away, immediately tightened them again. He shook Rong Qian and asked relentlessly, "What are you laughing at? Are you thinking about something bad?"

What is bad things?

Rong Qian, who has excellent Lenovo ability, couldn't help but blush and glared at Yan Lang. Yan Lang suddenly realized, curled her lips and smiled, lowered her head and chased Rong Qian and lingered her and kissed her again, saying that although she couldn't give her what she wanted, she could compensate her from other aspects, making her feel how comfortable it was to have a boyfriend.

That night, Yan Lang sent Rong Qian back upstairs, but she did not go home. Instead, she turned around and left the community. The driver Lao Wang, who had been waiting outside, quickly drove over and drove Yan Lang to Jiaxi International Airport west of Shaanxi City to pick up Ms. Zhong and Mr. Yan.

The flight was not late, and Yan Lang waited for a short while and successfully received the two of them. When Ms. Zhong Rui was still at the airport, she was extremely enthusiastic when she saw Yan Lang. She came up and opened her arms and hugged Yan Lang.

However, the first sentence I said to Yan Lang made me feel even more swallowed, "Son, Wuwuwu Mom is so touched! You finally have a wife!"

Yan Lang's eyes were calm and he was not moved by Ms. Zhong's behavior, but rather he was used to it.

Even before Yan Lang met Rong Qian, he would like to thank Ms. Zhong for her sensitive and delicate girlish feelings at the age of age. She was always worried about making him sad and uncomfortable. So even if she secretly bought gay books and studied them by herself, she never came to him to talk about emotional matters.

Comrade Lao Yan didn't know if he had thrown away his work and ignored everything in the past two years, and had his head abandoned. At this moment, he saw his wife holding his son and swallowed even more. This 50-year-old man had red eyes with relief.

Yan Lang had no choice but to hold his suitcases for the two of them, then left the airport together and got in the car home, going home.

On the way, Yan Lang took his cell phone to show Ms. Zhong the photo of her girlfriend and briefly talked about Rong Qian's life experience. Ms. Zhong looked at the photo emotionally while praising her cuteness and feeling sad, "Langlang, you must treat Qianqian well. When you were a child, your grandfather hired a fortune teller to see it, saying that you only have a relationship in your life..."

Yan Lang looked ahead and looked distracted. He treated his mother's remarks as if they were in front of him. Anyway, he would like Rong Qian in this life.

Hearing a tingling on WeChat, Yan Lang then buried his head in his phone. It was the WeChat sent to him by Rong Qian. According to normal times, Rong Qian should have fallen asleep now, but she was lying on the bed tonight and tossed and turned. Then she sent a WeChat message to Yan Lang with a tentative attitude, wanting to see if Yan Lang is asleep.

Yan Lang unconsciously curled up a little curve. When he heard his mother talk about other topics, his father occasionally asked a few questions about the company. Only then did Yan Lang chat with them, occasionally bowing his head and replying to messages.

"I won't stay here tonight. Qianqian is too nervous to sleep. I'll bring her here tomorrow morning."

When he arrived at the old Yan family house on Yujing Mountain, Yan Lang had just sent the two of them home, but he stood at the door before he changed his shoes and was about to go back.

It is already past eleven o'clock now, and Ms. Zhong and Lao Yan are also tired. In addition, they will have to see their daughter-in-law tomorrow. The couple want to take a good bath and make a facial mask. Tomorrow, they will strive to give their daughter-in-law a good impression with a younger spirit and may also give their son a better chance of future proposal success.

Especially for your husband, you must dress up well. After all, people say that your father-in-law is the future of your husband. Ms. Zhong feels that it is impossible to ignore that her daughter-in-law believes that her son is still a handsome guy when she is in her fifties.

"Okay, be careful on the road and bring Qianqian here early tomorrow."

Ms. Zhong waved her hand and didn't leave her son.

Nowadays, communication is well developed, and it is normal for a family to separate, so it is not a long time since I saw each other, so I have to reminisce about the past.

Yan Lang passed by a McDonald's on the way home for 24 hours. He went in and asked for a cup of hot milk, covered two floors with a kraft paper bag, and got off the car downstairs of Rong Qian's unit after arriving at the community.

"You go back and come here at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Yan Lang asked Lao Wang to go back, covered the milk in his coat, and sent Rong Qian a WeChat message while going upstairs.

Rong Qian was still tidying up her luggage, but in fact, Rong Qian had no luggage to tidy up, but she just had dozens of books she liked, and then she had a few clothes.

Yan Lang specially customized seven or eight sets of couples' clothes, whether it is skirts, sportswear or even down winter clothes, filling Rong Qian's originally very cold clothes with cardboard boxes.

However, Rong Qian did not throw away the clothes before after being eliminated, and washed them well and placed them at the bottom.

Because there were too few things that could have since childhood, Rong Qian had a habit of criticizing ordinary people around her. She saw any eliminated things, and she would have a mentality of "if it could be used in the future", so things piled up like this.

The money I can make in the past two years has become a little more money and my body has stopped growing and it has not consumed so much clothes. Rong Qian is not so reluctant to throw away things, at least bottles and jars will not accumulate in the corner.

But in the final analysis, it is because the frequency of eliminating things is too low, and a piece of clothing can be worn for five or six years.

Rong Qian wiped the cardboard box clean, put what she wanted to wear on it, and pressed it under the temporarily unnecessarily. Occasionally, she heard the phone on the bed ding tinkling and quickly reached for the phone.

At this moment, the phone dinged again. Rong Qian covered the box and pushed it to the foot of the wall. She turned around and opened it. She was delighted. She wore a coat outside her pajamas. As soon as she ran to the living room to open the door, the elevator facing the left side of the door opened.

Yan Lang raised his eyes and saw Rong Qian tilting his head at the door and smiling. A warm current suddenly erupted from the inside to the outside. He couldn't help but smile, "Why did you come out? Are you cold?"

After two or three steps, Yan Lang stood at the door without rushing in. He just took out the kraft paper bag in his arms, revealing the paper cup containing milk. "Don't you not be able to sleep? I wonder if it is useful to you. Every time I can't sleep, I will have a good sleep after drinking milk."

When he stuffed it into Rong Qian's hand, Rong Qian touched it, and it was a little hot. Rong Qian bit the corner of her lips and looked up at him, her eyes were a little red. She didn't expect that she would just say it casually, and this person actually came to bring her hot milk.

But when she told her that, she felt a little ashamed. Rong Qian put her feet on her feet and let Yan Lang come in sideways, "Xiangxiang hasn't come back yet, do you want to come in and sit for a while?"

Of course Yan Lang would not be polite. He walked in and looked at Rong Qian's bedroom again and again. The air here seemed to be full of Rong Qian's breath.

It was midnight, and Rong Qian was wearing a nightgown again. Yan Lang didn't stay much. After talking for a while, Yan Lang said that he had just gone out to the airport to pick up his parents, and then Ms. Zhong repeatedly told them to go early tomorrow.

Rong Qian sent Yan Lang away, finished drinking with milk, washed the cup and covered it on the cooking table, prepared to dry it and put it away, or used it to make a pen holder, or dig a favorite grass outside to make a small potted plant with the cup.

After brushing his teeth again, Li Xiangxiang came back. Rong Qian looked at it and was quite sober. It seemed that she didn't need sobering tea.

"Xiangxiang, I'm moving to Alang tomorrow. Do you want to find a tenant again?"

Rong Qian felt a little embarrassed. Li Xiangxiang treated her and Wu Fei very favorably, just to relieve loneliness and live with others.

Li Xiangxiang was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand and smiled, lifted her high-heeled boots off her feet, "It just so happened that my mother asked me to stay back for a while, hey, she said she was going to find a partner for me."

After saying that, he sighed again, and couldn't help looking at Rong Qian with envious eyes, "It's better to be happy Qianqian. You can meet someone you like. It just so happens that the other party likes you so much. I might just find someone I don't hate and marry."

Although Li Xiangxiang knew the identity of Rong Qian’s boyfriend Yan Lang, in order to avoid trouble, Li Xiangxiang did not tell her family that her mother had called the phone these two days, saying that Mr. Xiaoyan already had a girlfriend and someone had taken over the position of assistant. She pretended that what she said last time had never existed, and turned around and drew up a marriage partner for Li Xiangxiang that was good for the family and good for the family.

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Updated at 3:00 last night, then I woke up and didn't sleep well, my head hurt
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