After completing an experiment with Nalan Hairong that sounded glamorous but didn't actually enjoy much of the glamorous blessings, Qin Lang returned home.

The next day, Qin Lang drove a Lamborghini supercar to Zhang Zhiyuan's house in the provincial capital to celebrate Professor Zhang's birthday.

When I came out of Zhang's house, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Qin Lang drove the car, had no intention of wandering around the provincial capital, and was ready to go straight home.

Although Ye Xiaorui is studying in the hospital in the provincial capital, Xiaorui has no time to come out to accompany him.

However, when Qin Lang passed by a café on the street, a fair woman who was just about to enter the door shouted at him.

Seeing that the tall girl was Jiang Yingying, Qin Lang stopped the car.

Jiang Yingying went out shopping alone, and as soon as Qin Lang arrived at her side, Jiang Yingying's eyes fluttered, and she giggled: "Little Qin Lang, did you say that you and your sister are super fateful, and we can see each other here." ”

"Yes, it's quite fateful, but what do you want to say?" Qin Lang felt a little big.

Because every time he is teased by this witch, he is always the first to lose.

"Giggles, hate, you're idle, I'm idle, what do you think we should do?" Jiang Yingying's eyes were like silk, next to Qin Lang, and a white finger secretly tapped on Qin Lang's chest.

It looks like you're saying, "Dead ghost, you knowingly asked!"

Qin Lang laughed.

Although he knew that this absolute force was a witch playing with herself, she could still enjoy it.

Qin Lang turned around openly on the fiery figure outlined by Jiang Yingying's tight leather jacket and leather pants, and finally his eyes fell on a position with a high altitude, touched his chin and smiled: "Let's go, go in and have coffee." ”

Jiang Yingying was a little discouraged, but she didn't give up, and continued to tease: "Ah, aren't you going to the hotel?"

Qin Lang really wanted to slap Jiang Yingying's buttocks, and then domineeringly pulled this girl to the hotel to check in, seeing that Jiang Yingying was still seducing herself, Qin Lang said: "Next time you go to the hotel first, then book a room, and then call me, but in that case, do you dare?"

"Dare, of course my sister dares, I'm afraid that Xiao Qin Lang won't dare to come. Jiang Yingying's body maintained a serious posture, and on the surface, she still looked intellectual and dignified, but if other men heard what she said, others would envy Qin Lang.

"I don't have any grudges with you, what don't you dare, remember, next time CALL me. After Qin Lang finished speaking, he plunged into the café.

"Little, you're defeated in front of me again. Jiang Yingying looked very happy and happily followed.

The café was very quiet, Qin Lang chose a milky white small round table to sit down, and asked for two cups of latte, when he arrived at such a comfortable place, Qin Lang felt more leisurely, chatting with Jiang Yingying, and spending this afternoon.

At this time, a young man who was talking on the phone came in at the door.

"Father, don't worry, I'm just coming out to breathe, I've been overwhelmed by Qin Lang for the past few days, don't worry, this is a provincial city, Qin Lang can't come here, don't worry about my safety." ”

Dongfang Jun, a handsome man dressed in coffee-colored trousers and a white shirt, put away his mobile phone, as if he remembered something, took a few steps back, and said to a strong man in a black suit who followed him: "Go to the Yixiang Flower House and buy me ninety-nine red roses imported from the Netherlands." ”

The bodyguard hesitated a little: "Young master, the flower hall is five kilometers away from here......"

The bodyguard calculated, this time and again, it will take at least half an hour, in case something happens to the young master during this time, his ten heads are not enough to cut off.

"Just let you go, don't talk nonsense. Dongfang Jun said dissatisfied.

The black-suited bodyguard had no choice but to answer and trotted out.

Dongfang Jun said to himself: "It's a guy with developed limbs and a simple mind, this is a provincial city, and it's a public place, who dares to beat me." ”

With his hands in his trouser pockets, Dongfang Jun walked towards the café, looking for an empty seat. He planned to wait for the bodyguard to buy roses and come back, so he went to Jiang Yingying's house and gave Jiang Yingying roses.

Of course, he didn't really love Jiang Yingying, but wanted to find the right opportunity to turn Jiang Yingying into his woman.

As soon as he thought of Jiang Yingying's delicate face and slender and straight long legs, he felt itchy and unbearable.

But as soon as he crossed a few tables, Dongfang Jun stared at the two people who were talking and laughing in front of him on the left, and his handsome face was immediately filled with anger.

Jiang Yingying, the woman he was still fantasizing about just now, was stirring the coffee in front of him, with a bright smile on her face, obviously chatting happily with the young man opposite.

And what especially made him feel that the anger was spreading wildly in his blood was the young man with his back to him, as soon as he saw the figure, he recognized it, that person was Qin Lang!

"Damn, Jiang Yingying is actually with Qin Lang!"

Dongfang Jun clenched his fists and glared at Qin Lang angrily, he was always the only one who played with other people's women, but he didn't expect the woman in his picture to be soaked by Qin Lang.

Just as the waiter next to him passed by with a plate of hot coffee, Dongfang Jun didn't think about it, he directly picked up a cup of steaming coffee and threw it towards Qin Lang.

The black espresso, releasing hot steam, was like a big net, spreading out wide, enveloping Qin Lang's entire head and back.

Seeing that these high-temperature coffees were about to be spilled on Qin Lang, Dongfang Jun faintly regretted it, afraid that after splashing Qin Lang, Qin Lang would settle accounts with him.

But then Dongfang Jun was relieved.

"Ma, I'll splash you, what can you do?"

Dongfang Jun was angry, snatched another cup of coffee, and planned to continue pouring at Qin Lang.

The waiter screamed in shock, and Jiang Yingying, who was facing the waiter, was also shocked when she saw the steaming coffee.

Maybe in less than a tenth of a second, the piping hot coffee will burn Qin Lang, in such a short time, I'm afraid that Superman won't have time to dodge.

Qin Lang sensed that there was danger approaching from behind, but at the same time he knew that he didn't have time to look back to see what it was, but Qin Lang didn't like someone sneaking up on him from behind.

So Qin Lang quickly used his true qi, and his right hand slapped back like a fan, and the scattered true qi immediately rushed towards the hot coffee.

When the coffee touched that real qi, it was like a tennis ball hitting a racket, coming from some route, and being blocked back along the same path.

Before Dongfang Jun could spill the second cup of coffee, he was horrified to find that the coffee he spilled was like a big net, flying back to cover himself.

Faced with coffee with a temperature of more than seventy degrees, Dongfang Jun didn't have the ability of Qin Lang, so he was splashed.

A white designer shirt was immediately stained with black spots, and his handsome face was burned red, and there were blisters in several places.

"It turned out to be you. Qin Lang turned around after he was angry, and found that the person who poured hot coffee on him was actually Dongfang Jun, so he couldn't help but say coldly.

Dongfang Jun was already burned to death by coffee, and when he found that Qin Lang was nothing, he was so angry that he reached out to wipe the coffee residue off his face, but he forgot that he still had a cup of hot coffee in his hand.

So, the cup of coffee was poured instantly, and by coincidence, it just happened to splash on Dongfang Jun's crotch.

Dongfang Jun screamed again, didn't care about the image or not, touched his pants with both hands, and wiped them vigorously.

But that posture always feels weird to people who see it......

Feeling that everyone was watching the excitement, Dongfang Jun blushed his neck and said, "What are you looking at!"

After saying that, he himself clamped his legs very weakly.

However, the black coffee juice wet his pants, and the traces left were too obvious, Dongfang Jun also knew that this time it was too big, so he hurriedly went to the front desk to find a tissue and wiped it, and then returned.

"Dongfang Jun, what do you mean, isn't it embarrassing to splash people with coffee indiscriminately? I'm ashamed of you!"

Jiang Yingying glanced at Dongfang Jun contemptuously.

Being reprimanded by Jiang Yingying, Dongfang Jun immediately felt even more annoyed, and Jiang Yingying glanced at him casually, as if he was laughing at him for being a clown at the moment, which made Dongfang Jun feel that his self-esteem had been hurt.

The more he looked at Jiang Yingying and his sworn enemy Qin Lang together, the more uncomfortable Dongfang Jun became, and finally couldn't help but question Jiang Yingying: "Yingying, what is your relationship with him?"

Jiang Yingying immediately responded: "First of all, don't call me so affectionate, I don't know you well!"

Dongfang Jun was so angry that he didn't dare to scold Jiang Yingying in front of the public in order to save face, so he had to pull a chair on the seat next to him and sit down, and asked again: "What is the relationship between you and him?"

Jiang Yingying suddenly stood up straight, walked to Qin Lang's side, put a jade hand on Qin Lang's shoulder, leaned against Qin Lang, made an intimate gesture, and said amazingly: "Qin Lang is my boyfriend." ”

"You!" Dongfang Jun almost went berserk.

"Hmph, are you deliberately giving me a good look?"

Dongfang Jun came to his senses and didn't believe that Jiang Yingying was Qin Lang's girlfriend.

Qin Lang felt the faint fragrance in his nose, thinking that Jiang Yingying, the witch, reacted really quickly, and when she admitted that she was her boyfriend, she said it very smoothly, which once made him believe it.

However, Qin Lang knew that Jiang Yingying did this because he didn't want Dongfang Jun to entangle him anymore.

And it just so happened that he hated this rich and handsome man very much, and he didn't mind cooperating with Jiang Yingying to attack this young master of the Oriental family.

Qin Lang grabbed Jiang Yingying's wrist, pulled Jiang Yingying to sit on his lap with a little effort, and his other hand was in front of Dongfang Jun, directly holding Jiang Yingying's willow waist, and then looked at Dongfang Jun with a smile and said, "Is it necessary for us to act because of you?"

Jiang Yingying was obviously at a loss by Qin Lang's initiative.

Although she used to love to charm Qin Lang and seemed to have a rather bold style, in fact, she had never had such intimate contact with a man.

"Damn Qin Lang, you dare to take the opportunity to eat my tofu, go back and make you look good!"

Feeling her waist being pinched, Jiang Yingying secretly made a vow in her heart.

However, she also knew that she couldn't sing against Qin Lang at this time, so she continued to let her body snuggle in Qin Lang's arms.

Dongfang Jun's lungs were about to explode, and he said angrily: "Jiang Yingying, you are my fiancée!"

"It's not a yarn," Qin Lang said unceremoniously, "Don't be sentimental, look at you, you're dirty like a clown, my family Yingying will take a fancy to you?"

Qin Lang mocked Dongfang Jun, and did not forget to secretly touch Jiang Yingying's round thigh.

Jiang Yingying's body trembled obviously, and she endured it without having a seizure, but she was thinking about how to dismantle Qin Lang after she went back.

Qin Lang was a little refreshed, very proud in his heart, and said secretly: Let you, a witch, tease me, now I finally get back a little bit of interest.

"You dare to call me a clown?"

Dongfang Jun looked at the two people who showed affection in front of him, stood up suddenly, glared at Qin Lang angrily, and his eyes could spew fire.