C37 I Envy It (1/2)

After Lang Yan fell asleep, he dreamt of many things. Some were in school, some were happy, and some were sad and helpless. In the end, when he woke up from his dream, he looked at the unfamiliar office, blinked his eyes, and then, his gaze stopped at the face of the person he was lying on.

From his point of view, he could see Hee Zhuolun's sexy chin, his tall nose, and his long, black, thick and perky eyelashes. He looked extremely beautiful like a small black fan.

Lang Yan unconsciously raised his hand and slid across his soft eyelashes, making him play with his over and over again.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his wrist, following that, the man above slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lang Yan, and asked indifferently: ”You woke up?”

Lang Yan met Hee Zhuolun's gaze and a look of awkwardness flashed past his face. Just now, he had actually gotten addicted to playing with the eyelashes of men. Moreover, he didn't know what had happened to him before.

He smiled at Hee Zhuolun and suddenly pinched the longest eyelash before pulling it down with great speed. Then, he jumped up with his fastest speed and ran to the door.

”Hiss!” Hee Zhuolun was in pain, he covered his eyes and asked angrily: ”What are you doing?”

Lang Yan smiled, ”Who asked your eyelashes to be longer than me? I was jealous of it, so I tore it off.”

Hee Zhuolun, ”...”

This person was really bad as soon as he recovered his spirit. He really wanted to catch him and beat him up.

Lang Yan looked at the wall for a while: ”Mr Hee, it's almost 12, let's go eat.”

Hee Zhuolun stood up and rubbed his eyes, then walked out of the office and said to Yao Yu: ”Yao Yu, eat first, and we'll do it in the afternoon.”

”Yes.” Yao Yu stopped what he was doing and kept the important documents.

After Hee Zhuolun told the bodyguards not to follow them, he and Lang Yan walked into the elevator.

Once the elevator door closed, he immediately reached out and grabbed Lang Yan's neck, ”Mr Lang, tell me, do you want me to take all of your hair off one by one, hm?”

”If the Mr Hee were to do it himself, I would feel honored.” Lang Yan moved his head forward: ”Let's start with the beard.”