Chapter 8 What are you looking at? First time meeting?

The person outside the door didn't say anything, but knocked on the door three more times, one long and two short.

Jiang Lan was in a daze for a moment when he heard the knock on the door.

That was the code he had given Wen Zhiyan when he went to see Wen Zhiyan at night.

But at that time, most of the time, it was Jiang Lan who was standing outside the door waiting for the door to open.

Jiang Lan's Adam's apple moved, he twirled his fingertips, put his hand on the door handle, and pressed it gently.

He opened the door a crack, looked at Wen Zhiyan who was wearing black pajamas outside, and said, "Is something wrong?"

Wen Zhiyan stood outside the door and whispered, "Brother Lan, can I come in?"

Jiang Lan He didn't move, and raised his eyebrows: "It's so late at night, if you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Wen Zhiyan didn't say anything, nor did he take any coercive action.

He just lowered his eyes, took half a step back, and then reluctantly raised the corners of his lips and said to Jiang Lan, "Okay, then Brother Lan, go to bed early and I won't disturb you."

Jiang Lan used to look down on Wen the most. Zhi Yan looked like this.

At that time, as soon as he wanted to reject Wen Zhiyan, Wen Zhiyan would immediately look like he had suffered great grievances and wanted to bear it silently by himself.

As soon as Jiang Lan saw Wen Zhiyan lowering his eyes and said nothing, his heart immediately softened, and he could no longer say the words of rejection no matter what.

He was willingly manipulated by Wen Zhiyan, and despite repeated attempts, Wen Zhiyan never failed.

Now the relationship between the two people has long been in tatters.

Jiang Lan didn't know whether it was because he was getting older and had seen more people, or because he was finally able to take it out and see Wen Zhiyan from the perspective of a bystander.

Now he just felt that although Wen Zhiyan looked sensible and well-behaved, he was actually full of bad intentions and as narrow-minded as a sieve.

Jiang Lan hummed and closed the door.

He was the one who was waiting for Wen Zhiyan to come, and when Wen Zhiyan did come, he was the one who locked people out.

Jiang Lan leaned against the door and wiped his face. He still felt his heart beating hard and felt a little uncomfortable.

He didn't know if Wen Zhiyan would be sad.

I had pampered him in the past, spoiled him, and wished I could hold him in my heart.

Now that he was treating Wen Zhiyan like this, he didn't know if Wen Zhiyan would be sad.

Jiang Lan took a deep breath and thought, if Wen Zhiyan knocks on the door again, he will let Wen Zhiyan in.

But the knock on the door didn't come again for a long time. What was there was just the sound of footsteps that were faint but gradually getting further away.

Jiang Lan felt even more uncomfortable. He touched the glands on the back of his neck that kept pulsing and looked up at the ceiling with some irritability.

In fact, there is no second time to be normal.

Wen Zhiyan is such a proud person. He used to run away from home and refused to bow his head when he was a poor young master. Now after so many years, he is already the leader of the Wen family, and he will definitely not bow to anyone.

Is Jiang Lan an exception?

Jiang Lan had thought so arrogantly and confidently in the past.

But time told Jiang Lan that in this world, everyone is the same and there are no exceptions.

He didn't know how long he stood leaning against the door.

All I know is that Wen Zhiyan probably won't come again tonight.

So he stood up straight, calmed down, and walked towards the bed.

He looked at the aromatherapy box that he had just knocked down on the ground without realizing it because of his panic and anxiety, and felt that he was destined to have insomnia tonight.

He messed up his carefully styled hair, kicked the incense box aside, and lay back on the bed, but he couldn't give in no matter what.

When he first chased Wen Zhiyan, Wen Zhiyan's door almost hit the bridge of his nose. Why didn't he relentlessly and shamelessly knock on Wen Zhiyan's door over and over again?

Wen Zhiyan's dormitory was on the second floor and couldn't be opened, so Jiang Lan climbed over the wall and through the window.

Now it's better for Wen Zhiyan. He just rejected him once, so he just slapped his ass and left.

The more Jiang Lan thought about it, the angrier he became. He sat up from the bed, stared at his bedroom door, and cursed secretly: "Death Wen Zhiyan, you'd better not let me get you back in this life."

But soon, he discovered that there was something wrong with him . wrong.

There seemed to be light in the crack under the door.

Jiang Lan's heart suddenly lifted.

He got off the bed, strode to the door with bare feet, and pulled the bedroom door open.

Jiang Lan unexpectedly looked at Wen Zhiyan, who was squatting outside his door, using his mobile phone flashlight, and said with some difficulty: "What are you doing?"

Wen Zhiyan seemed to be startled by Jiang Lan's sudden opening of the door.

He stood up, turned off the flashlight, and brought the glass he was holding in his other hand to Jiang Lan:

"I smelled wine just now, and I was afraid that you would have a headache at night after drinking, and I was afraid that you wouldn't want to see me. ..."

Jiang Lan looked at the glass Wen Zhiyan handed over, it should be honey water.

He frowned: "Then why are you squatting here? You don't know how to knock on the door?"

Wen Zhiyan said nothing.

Jiang Lan took the glass of honey water, gritted his teeth, and said to the tall and delicate Wen, "Come in."

After receiving Jiang Lan's approval, Wen Zhiyan followed Jiang Lan. Entering the bedroom, he closed the bedroom door with his backhand.

"Why are you closing the door?" Jiang Lan turned around.

When Wen Zhiyan heard this, he turned back and prepared to open the door.

But Jiang Lan was very fickle at this time, and he said a little arrogantly: "The gates are all closed, what can I open again?"

Wen Zhiyan withdrew his hand again.

Jiang Lan acted like a coward who took whatever he said and didn't dare to express any opinions.

Jiang Lan's mind was in chaos now.

He didn't know how long it had been since he had been alone with Wen Zhiyan. He had dreamed of the scene where he and Wen Zhiyan were reunited countless times.

Every time after waking up, he would think about how he would face Wen Zhiyan if they really met again.

Among the countless assumptions that Jiang Lan has made, he likes the most when he looks calm and relaxed, saying "Long time no see" and "It's over" to Wen Zhiyan with great relief.

But in fact, he found that when this day really came, he would not be able to calm down anyway.

All assumptions were completely overturned the moment he faced Wen Zhiyan again.

Jiang Lan sat back on the small single sofa, brushed her hair, and subconsciously touched the pocket of her pants, wanting to touch a cigarette, but found that she was now wearing a bathrobe.

He retracted his hand and took a sip of the honey water in the cup with some confusion.

When he was in school, Jiang Lan was very popular and had many parties. Whenever he drank too much, he would get a headache. Wen Zhiyan was rarely as obedient as a little daughter-in-law. He followed Jiang Lan and helped him home with his own hands. Change his clothes, take care of him to wash, and then pour him honey water.

But now Wen Zhiyan probably doesn't know that Jiang Lan no longer has headaches from drinking.

Wen Zhiyan stood next to Jiang Lan: "Brother Lan..."

"Stop talking." Jiang Lan interrupted him.

He was not ready to hear Wen Zhiyan speak.

The atmosphere fell into silence. After a few seconds, Wen Zhiyan spoke again: "Brother Lan..."

Jiang Lan was about to interrupt him again, but saw his eyes falling near her thighs.

Jiang Lan had a bad feeling in his heart. He lowered his head and looked between his legs.

The straps of the bathrobe were loose, half-covering and half-covering, revealing half of what should be exposed and what shouldn't be exposed.

Jiang Lan fell silent.

If the lights hadn't been dim now, Wen Zhiyan would have been able to see that Jiang Lan turned red from the base of his ears to the tips of his toes almost instantly.

The act of walking around in front of his ex made Jiang Lan want to die more than ever before.

But Jiang Lan is an alpha after all, and his shameless instinct is engraved in his bones.

He responded quickly.

He sat there without moving, but raised his eyebrows at Wen Zhiyan as a matter of course: "What are you looking at? This is your first time?"

Wen Zhiyan didn't know much about Jiang Lan.

He had already seen Jiang Lan's embarrassment and embarrassment.

But as Jiang Lan said, Wen Zhiyan is a bastard who seems to be well-behaved but is actually full of evil.

He did not choose to show weakness at this time. Instead, he took another step closer to Jiang Lan, bent down, and raised his hand to help gather the edges of Jiang Lan's bathrobe.