sinovels Chapter 5 What kind of evil
Chapter 5 What kind of evil
After they approached for a certain distance, the man turned his head and looked over, but his gaze passed over Yin Mu and directly fixed on Wen Yuran's body. The strong presence of his gaze made Wen Yuran's hair stand on end.
Although he had already seen them, the man did not speak, but quietly waited for them to come over.
After walking up to the man and standing still, Qian Lang opened his mouth to introduce them: "This gentleman is called Qian Lang. He is very good at that kind of thing. He usually works as a model. You may know about it."
"!" After mentioning his name and occupation, Wen Yuran immediately recalled it. After all, he is an employee of a media company and knows more or less about these things.He did have an impression of the name Qianlang, or it should be said that the impression was quite deep.
He is handsome, cold-tempered, unreasonable, and has almost no facial expressions. This is a relatively popular impression. After all, Qian Lang is actually quite famous and has many fans.The reason why Wen Yuran personally has a deep impression on him is not his face, nor his character, but his name - it's so out of touch!
When a girl introduced this person to him in college, Wen Yuran almost escaped being beaten to death by the girl because she was too unartistic and blurted out the name as "dry food" at first glance.
Every time after seeing this name, Wen Yuran wanted to ask him which era he traveled through, and whether he planned to name his child Rice in the future.
Yin Mu also saw that Qian Lang's eyes seemed wrong, but continued to introduce as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Qian, this is my friend Wen Yuran, please help to see if he has messed with something unclean."
Qian Lang, who was sitting upright, suddenly adjusted his sitting posture so that his legs crossed, one hand propped his chin against the table, he tilted his head slightly to look at Wen Yuran, and suddenly smiled: "You look good. Fifty thousand, one night? "
Wen Yuran: "..."
Yin Mu: "..."
Wen Yuran felt that he had witnessed the great transformation of a person from a handsome guy with a paralyzed face to an inconspicuous hooligan.
"Just a little joke, please don't mind." Qianlang shook his head, stretched out his hand to take Wen Yuran's hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand, "I am willing to serve you."
As if touching a piece of hot potato, Wen Yuran withdrew his hand all of a sudden, but the feeling of being kissed was still clearly in his mind.Seeing his reaction, Qian Lang was neither embarrassed nor annoyed, she just stood up from the seat, stepped forward to Wen Yuran's ear, and said softly, "My master."
Shocked and furious, Yin Mu pulled Wen Yuran who hadn't reacted a few steps back, frowned, and stared at Qianlang displeasedly: "What are you doing?"
Unhurriedly taking off the gloves, Qian Lang explained with a smile: "I'm sorry if it scares you, I just want to express - I am happy to serve you."
After a little distance, Wen Yuran finally saw how good Qianlang's figure was.It should be said that he is a model. He is about 1.8 meters tall at a glance. A pair of black trousers make his legs straight and slender. If he likes men, he must be smiling now.
The problem was that he didn't like men, and this man seemed to call him "Master" just now.
Scratching his chin in embarrassment, Wen Yuran looked into Qianlang's eyes, but he couldn't see any obscenity and frivolity in them. On the contrary, that expression was difficult for him to interpret, so he could only change the subject dryly: "I saw you on TV in a magazine Several times, it seems that the real person is indeed not as cold as the media image."
"Probably." Qian Lang shrugged, and took another step forward. Ignoring Yin Mu's angry stare, he raised his hand and pointed at Wen Yuran's brow, pausing for a moment, "I've been affected by Yin Qi these days, but that thing is now Not with you."
Qian Lang didn't directly say what "that thing" was, but all three people present knew it well, and Yin Mu frowned deeply: "Is there really a ghost behind it?"
"Maybe she is waiting at your house. If you don't want to go back and meet her face to face, you can live with me first tonight."
Probably Qian Lang's actions just now seemed to cover too many bad meanings. Before Wen Yuran could say anything, Yin Mu objected: "If you want to find a place to live, you can go to me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qian Lang interjected coolly: "Then the two of them were swallowed by a ghost together in the middle of the night?"
Qianlang reached out and pulled Wen Yuran's wrist, rolled up the sleeves to reveal the bruises underneath, and gently stroked it with one finger: "It's already left a mark, maybe she can't help but want to do it, maybe it's Tonight, maybe tomorrow night. How can you deal with this kind of thing?" Looking at Yin Mu with a half-smile, Qian Lang's eyes flashed an almost imperceptible haze.
"There will always be someone else who knows the solution."
"So you want to gamble with his life?" Qian Lang raised his eyes suddenly, and seemed to have returned to the original cold expression in an instant, making Yin Mu also froze.
He suddenly raised his hand to touch Yin Mu's neck, because this action was so unexpected, Yin Mu didn't think of dodging for a while, until he felt something sharp and cold against his fragile skin .
"If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead now." Looking at Yin Mu who was frozen, Qian Lang shrugged and put down his hand, revealing the blade between his fingers, the back of the blade was touching his neck just now.The smile on his face is more malicious than playful, "You can't even resist me, a living person standing in front of you, what can you use to resist that kind of thing?"
Having said that, not to mention how angry Yin Mu was, Wen Yuran already wanted to go back home - he felt that this person was no safer than a ghost.
However, before he could open his mouth, Qianlang's gaze shifted back in an instant, and he stretched out his hand to him with a happy smile: "Let's go, can we go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients, and I'll make some for you? "
This can almost be called a 180-degree change of attitude, which made Wen Yuran speechless. He was sure that he didn't know Qianlang before, but why did this person treat him so warmly and treat Yin Mu so badly? .
He still smiled dryly and planned to refuse: "This is not good, it bothers you too much, I'd better go back—"
Before he finished speaking, Qian Lang's face suddenly turned pale.
"Did I say something wrong?" He looked at Wen Yuran at a loss, his eyes were confused and frightened, "If you are angry, please tell me, I am willing to be punished by you."
His eyes were very sincere, so sincere that Wen Yuran didn't know what to say.
"It's nothing, it's just...we knew each other before?"
Not surprised by the question he asked, Qianlang seemed to recall something very beautiful, with one hand resting on his chin, he squinted his eyes and smiled contentedly: "Didn't you say you want to marry me? If it's now There's no problem, I'll be happy."
a bolt from the blue.
Wen Yuran grabbed Yin Mu's arm, turned around and left: "Forget it, it's better for me to be eaten by a ghost, and maybe I'm still dreaming now."
"Even if you find someone else to solve her, you will be entangled by others in the future." Qian Lang didn't stop her, but just stated calmly, "The barrier on your body has failed, and the yang energy of a living person is leaking, and it is easy to get rid of her. Be watched by them."
This time it was Yin Mu who caught Wen Yuran and prevented him from leaving: "Wait a minute, listen to him first, don't take any risks." After finishing speaking, Yin Mu turned to look warily at Qian Lang who was still smiling casually, " How did you see that?"
"This one, because I made that barrier." Qianlang casually slapped the thin blade on his fingertips, and threw it into the trash can with a flick of his fingers. This action looked dangerous and elegant, It also attracted the amazed eyes of many people.
In fact, from the beginning of their conversation, someone has already paid attention to this side.Because Qian Lang always sat alone at the bar, never ordered a glass of wine, and refused to accept other people's invitations, which was a bit unconventional, and most people who often came here had a little impression of this handsome guy who always had a cold face.
"It's time to calculate the time. Fortunately, I found you in time. But it's my fault that it took so long."
After finishing speaking, Qianlang lifted up the long back of the windbreaker, kneeled straight on the ground as soon as his legs were bent, lowered his head and said very tamely: "It almost put you in danger, please punish me."
The knee hit the floor with a loud sound, which made people feel a dull pain in the knee just by hearing it.
Not only Wen Yuran and Yin Mu, but even the other people who were secretly paying attention here couldn't help gasping.
"You, get up quickly!" Wen Yuran was taken aback, and didn't care whether this person was mentally ill or had a story, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Qianlang's arm to pull him up, but it didn't work I wanted to use all my strength, but I didn't pull it, "You are the uncle, you can do whatever you say, or I will kneel down and worship the world for you on the spot?"
He wanted to cry without tears: what kind of evil did this create?
"So you agree to let me protect you?"
"Agree, do I dare to disagree? If you die, then I won't be able to talk about life with the police uncle?!" Wen Yuran really wanted to die, so he could only cry, "Brother, let's get up and talk, you Say what you say, you ask me to serve ghosts as supper, I definitely don't serve breakfast, okay?"
Yin Mu: "Hey..." You sold yourself too quickly.
"Thank you very much." Qian Lang stood up as he said, then raised his head with a slightly casual smile on his face, and made a "please" gesture towards the door, "Then let's go, we can talk about other things after we go back. "
Small theater: behind-the-scenes interview with a certain pervert
I'm just a little excited to finally find my dear, it's a reasonable thing to scare that person and it's just a joke, of course not because he is too close to my dear and kissing the back of the master's hand should be a normal thing, I just want to show my respect, how can I deliberately want to kiss my dear?