The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Do you want to make plans for my future? Qin Lang asked back.

Sang Jian leaned against the wall behind the stool and said lazily, You can think so too.

In case you study and become successful, then I'm planning for your future. If you still don't have any future after studying, just think that I asked you to go to school just for fun.

... That's really straightforward.

But in comparison, he still preferred to listen to Sang Jian's speech, at least it was direct enough.

When Yang Shu tried to persuade him before, both the inside and outside of his words sounded uncomfortable.

Qin Lang nodded and said: Young lady can do whatever you want, I don't care.

It's better to go to school, so that when you go out during the day, you won't be asked questions or even have to make excuses.

Qin Lang ate a bowl of noodles slowly.

Although he didn't mean it, the degree of indolence made people anxious.

Sang Jian waited patiently for him as if he was used to it.

This actually made Qin Lang feel a little embarrassed.

At the same time, she was also a little surprised. It was really unexpected that she was so patient.

After coming out of the noodle shop, the two went home, and there was nothing to talk about along the way.

…

After returning home, the two said hello and went back to their respective rooms.

Although they are a couple in name, they are still very separate in life.

He thought he would spend the night peacefully, but in the second half of the night, Qin Lang was about to sneak out to see what was happening on his own side.

I sent him a lot of messages today, but he was always with Sang Jian and had no chance to go there in person. He could only find a chance to sneak out in the middle of the night to take a look.

At this time, Sang Jian next door had already fallen asleep. He could leave safely and boldly, as long as he came back before dawn tomorrow.

I don’t know why, but everything that happened today was against Qin Lang.

As soon as he opened the door to his room, a loud noise suddenly came from Sang Jian's room next door, like the sound of someone falling to the ground.

Qin Lang: ?

He has changed his clothes. Something happened next door?

If he passes by like this, will she think too much if she sees him?

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Lang walked to the door of Sang Jian's room and knocked gently, Are you okay?

Sang Jian: ...

She thought this body was delicate, but she didn't expect it to be so delicate.

I just had a bowl of beef noodles, but my stomach couldn't stand it and I had vomiting and diarrhea all night.

I'm feeling a little exhausted now.

Suddenly hearing Qin Lang's voice coming from the door, Sang Jian simply lay on the ground and weakly said to the door: It's not good...

Qin Lang: ...

A woman who has always wanted to be strong throughout her life actually stopped being strong today.

Qin Lang paused, then went back and quickly changed into pajamas, pretending that he had just gotten out of bed.

Then he walked back to Sang Jian's door, Do you need help?

The whole process took about two or three minutes.

Yeah. Sang Jian said weakly, I need to go to the hospital.

...

After hearing these words, Qin Lang realized that something had really happened to her.

I thought she was being petty again, making small noises and yelling, but she didn't expect it to be serious enough to go to the hospital?

Then I'm in?

Qin Lang asked, but before Sang Jian could agree, he had already pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Sang Jian lying on the ground with a pale face and sweat on his head, looking like he had no strength at all.

What's going on? Qin Lang quickly squatted beside her and reached out to help her.

When I stretched out my hand, I realized that she was wearing something sexy.

A silk suspender nightdress, exposing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, without wearing a bra...

Ahem... Qin Lang coughed awkwardly. He didn't know where to put his eyes, and he didn't know whether to support her with his hands.

She doesn't feel like she's taking advantage of her, does she?

Think of something serious in your mind, okay? I'm really dying. Sang Jian could tell what Qin Lang was thinking at a glance.

His ears were red.

Could a male protagonist with a harem be so innocent in the early stages?

Qin Lang stood up and went to the closet to find Sang Jian's coat, put it on her body, then picked her up and strode out of the villa.

During this period, he never said a word to Sang Jian.

She didn't even have the nerve to ask what happened.

Sang Jian's arms hugged his neck weakly, and her whole body was pressed against his body. In her ears, she could hear Qin Lang's strong heartbeat.

He jumped very fast, and he must still be embarrassed.

Qin Lang carried Sang Jian onto the co-pilot and put him down, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and got into the driver's seat.

As soon as he sat down, he saw Sang Jian's pale face and couldn't even raise his hand to fasten the seat belt. He pursed his lips, leaned over to help her buckle it, and then stepped on the accelerator.

Stomachache? Appendicitis? Qin Lang could only think of this reason.

It hurt like this most of the night.

Sang said expressionlessly: No, it's beef noodles.

Qin Lang: ...

He turned his head and glanced at Sang Jian in surprise.

Is a bowl of noodles so powerful?

No wonder she said that it is better to live a high-quality life than a low-quality life. This one might easily kill someone!

Sorry, I won't take you to that kind of place next time.

Some people's stomachs really can't eat food on the roadside, but he didn't consider it before.

Sang Jian looked up at the night scene outside the window, her face as pale as paper. She sighed deeply and said nothing.

…

In the rush to come out, Qin Lang carried her out. Sang Jian didn't wear any shoes at all. When he arrived at the door of the hospital, he wanted to help her into the hospital. Seeing her condition and appearance, Qin Lang had no choice but to pick her up again.

The coat on her body was tucked back and forth by Qin Lang, tightly wrapping her upper body.

The skirt on the lower body is also short, and it is completely exposed when held horizontally.

Qin Lang clicked his tongue impatiently, holding her skirt up to her hips with his arms like he was holding a child, dragging her butt into the hospital.

So shameful. Sang Jian hugged his neck tightly.

The tone sounded a bit cold, without any sense of shame.

... He must be ashamed!

Let's see if you will wear this kind of skirt next time! He said angrily.

Sang Jian curled his lips, Can't you dress like this at home?

There is a man at home, and you are like this... Qin Lang didn't say the next words, and didn't know how to say them.

I'm not dressed like this and showing off in front of you. Isn't it okay to sleep like this? Sang Jian retorted.

Qin Lang was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, if it hadn't been for the accident, who knew she would be dressed like this?

He took a deep breath and strode into the hospital with Sang Jian in his arms, not intending to continue discussing this topic with her.

Unexpectedly, Sang Jian suddenly lay next to his ear and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: So what if I show up in front of you dressed like this? Aren't you my husband?

Qin Lang froze.

The next second, I heard Sang Jian say again: You can't do it, can you?

Qin Lang held her hand a little tighter and gritted his teeth and said, Have you forgotten our contract?

His ears seemed to be congested with blood, which made his eardrums buzz.

It's so boring. Sang Jian lay in his arms and said boringly: Such a beautiful rich woman is in front of you and wants to have a real show with you, but you don't want to.

Qin Lang: ...your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Jian leaned her head on his neck and whispered, I'm so weak...

Qin Lang: ...

She smelled good, and she was so close to him that he couldn't even smell the disinfectant from the hospital, and there was only her breath in his nose.

The atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, but what she said was driving people crazy.

Sang Jian whispered in his ear again, I'm so weak. When I get home soon, will a man take advantage of me?

... Isn't this what he is saying, isn't it a man who doesn't take advantage of the situation?

Let's talk about it when you go home tonight. Qin Lang snorted, ignored Sang Jian, and directly carried her to register for medical treatment.

Fortunately, the hospital is almost empty at this point, but there are still many family members of patients busy in the lobby.

Seeing the two young men coming in like this, everyone felt indifferent.

Qin Lang himself felt embarrassed!

Sang Jian buried her face directly in his neck. If she didn't show her face, she wouldn't be embarrassed!

…

Qin Lang held Sang Jian in his arms throughout the whole process, and his face looked stinky when facing the doctor, and he was a little shy.

It wasn't until Sang Jian lay on the hospital bed and was hooked up to an intravenous drip that this awkward feeling disappeared a little.

The eldest lady is really delicate. Qin Lang sat beside the hospital bed and watched over Sang Jian.

The doctor diagnosed that it was caused by eating unclean things.

In fact, that noodle shop has been open for a long time. If it was really unclean, it would have closed down long ago.

Everyone else was fine eating, but she was the only one who had an accident.

Her stomach is so delicate!

You can also tell the waiters of restaurants!

It's not a high-end restaurant, and her stomach can't absorb it.

I noticed that you are getting bolder and bolder. How many times have you attacked me today? Sang Jian was lying on the hospital bed looking at the ceiling.

This feeling was unusually familiar, and I suddenly remembered that in real life, every time I woke up, there was a snow-white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant in my nose.

I still miss it a little bit.

Sang Jian's thoughts wandered a little far.

After Qin Lang heard her say this, he closed his mouth and said nothing.

It was also because she seemed a little easy to get along with today, so she couldn't help but say a few more words.

But he kind of likes this way of getting along today.

It would be nice if she stayed like this.

I just don’t know why she is having trouble today. Maybe this is the only day she is easy to get along with. When she wakes up tomorrow, she will be the arrogant young lady again.

Sang Jian came back to his senses, glanced at Qin Lang sitting next to him, and asked in a low voice: So what are you going to do tonight?

There was nothing to talk about anymore, but Sang Jian suddenly asked such a question.

Qin Lang was startled. The next moment, he pretended not to understand what she said, Huh? I just heard some movement in your room, so I went over to take a look. If I didn't go there tonight, wouldn't you have to stay there all night? Lying on the ground?

Where else can I go in my pajamas?

He was still wearing pajamas, but luckily he had changed before going to her room.

This aroused her suspicion. If she hadn't changed her clothes, she would have doubted her even more.

Sangjian looked him up and down, raised an eyebrow and said, So you like to sleep with socks on?

What he said sounded completely reasonable, but he forgot to take off his socks.

How could a person who just got out of bed be wearing socks?

Qin Lang: ...

He glanced down at his feet and saw that they were indeed still wearing socks.

My feet are cold at night, is there a problem? He said expressionlessly, To maintain good health, you must start from a young age!

Sang Jian nodded, Okay, since you said that, I can't ask any more questions.

But there is something I want to remind you. You are my husband and the son-in-law of the Gong family when you are out here. There are people watching every move you make. Be careful when you go out.

After saying that, Sanjian yawned lazily, then closed his eyes, looking sleepy and about to sleep.

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, moved his lips, but finally said nothing.

She had been struggling all night, and now she was getting better after being given an intravenous drip. She was indeed going to feel sleepy.

Qin Lang sat beside the bed and watched her silently.

It seems that tonight's plans have been cancelled.

Sang Jian was right, he now represented the Gong family, and he had to be more careful when going out to do his own business in the future.

…

That night, Qin Lang stayed by Sang Jian's side, never leaving even half a step.

Sang Jian shot three bottles in a row, and after finishing the shot, it was already dark outside.

Qin Lang went to get some medicine for Sang Jian, then returned to the ward, gently picked up Sang Jian who was sleeping, and took her home.

The plan to send him to school today also fell through.

…

When Sangmi woke up, it was already noon.

I had vomiting and diarrhea last night, and when I woke up I was so hungry that my eyes were dizzy.

There was a glass of boiled water and medicine placed beside her bed.

It seemed that Qin Lang put it specially for her so that she could eat it when she woke up.

Sang Jian took the medicine honestly and went downstairs to find Qin Lang with her bare feet. As a result, there was no one else alive in the villa except her.

There was porridge kept warm in the microwave, which he probably prepared for himself.

This kid didn't know where he ran, but he thought of everything he could do after she woke up, and prepared things for her in advance.

Is he really a young master?

He actually knows how to take care of people.

I thought he would be like Gong Sang when he saw this eldest lady, who didn't know anything, could put on clothes, put food on the table and open her mouth, all dependent on others to serve her.

It seems that he has learned a lot from his experience after leaving home.

Sang Jian was sitting at the dining table, drinking porridge and looking at her phone.

By the way, I sent a message to Qin Lang.

[I have woken up and am much better now. You must be back within an hour. 】

Her plan cannot be disrupted!

After all, I don’t know what kind of private matter this kid went out to do.

…

In an underground casino, Qin Lang was wearing a cap and a mask, sitting on a leather sofa, surrounded by beauties, and several men were kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy.

Master Qin, we really don't know that this is your territory. If we knew, we wouldn't dare to cause trouble even if we were killed!

There was trouble yesterday. The management of this place said that their boss was Mr. Qin. They didn't believe it and asked the management to call someone over.

As a result, no one came, so he became more and more arrogant.

Who knew that today people would come to settle accounts after the fall!

Qin Lang was playing with the phone in his hand and was about to say something when a message suddenly popped up.

Qin Lang: ...

Just when he was about to show off, the news made him feel like he was in strict control of his wife.