C53 Nice View

An hour later, Lang Yan finished pruning Da Guai's hair and cleaning the dog hair on the floor. Then, he brought Bibi to the room next door to take a bath.

"Taking a bath?" Lang Yan mumbled as he walked past the bathroom's door. He realized that the bathroom door was not closed well and there was a crack that was two centimeters wide.

He thought of something and his eyes flashed. He quickly took out his mobile phone from his bathrobe pocket and turned on the camera function. Quietly, he pushed the camera end through the gap and started a series of shots.

Lang Yan took out his phone and looked at the photo, but it was only above his chest, which was not enough for him to use against Hee Zhuolun in the future.

He quickly put the phone back into the gap.

This time, Lang Yan adjusted the angle, focus and the image on his phone, but before he could clearly see the person's entire body, the bathroom door was suddenly flung open, and someone grabbed onto it.

Hee Zhuolun looked at Lang Yan and the phone in his hand without any expression.

Lang Yan did not panic at all, he squinted his eyes and smiled as he picked up his phone, then took a selfie: "The scenery here is not bad."

This was a man with eight abs, and the scenery was not bad.

Hee Zhuolun, "..."

If not for the fact that he realized that Lang Yan was secretly taking photos, he probably would have filmed something even better.

"Let's take a picture together." Lang Yan walked to Hee Zhuolun's side and pointed the lens at him and Hee Zhuolun: "One, two, three, eggplant."

Hee Zhuolun put it on Lang Yan's waist and smiled gently at the camera.

Lang Yan looked at the frozen image with satisfaction. However, Hee Zhuolun's smile was too gentle, so gentle that it made people feel that it was dangerous.

"You seem to like taking pictures of yourself?" Hee Zhuolun let out a low laugh from his lips. "How about I take a few pictures for you?"

At the same time, he took a few steps back and picked up the mobile phone from the washbasin, patting it towards Lang Yan. After that, he realized that Lang Yan wasn't wearing any underwear.

Hee Zhuolun could not help but be taken aback.

"I'll go." Lang Yan hurriedly covered his important parts and picked up his bathrobe to put on it. "Mr Hee, did you want to see my naked body a long time ago?"

It was really like stealing a chicken or a grain of rice.

Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes: "You aren't wearing underwear?"

"There's no change of underwear in the guest room. Uncle Wu should have already stored all of my underwear in your room." Lang Yan said while looking at the phone in Hee Zhuolun's hand. Suddenly, he pounced on it.

Hee Zhuolun had already expected this move, he quickly dodged and ran out of the bathroom.

Lang Yan chased after him, "Mr Hee, you keep my photo, it will be very eye-catching."

Hee Zhuolun asked him: "When you secretly took photos of me taking a bath, why didn't you see anything strange?"

Lang Yan stopped to discuss: "How about this, how about we delete the other party's picture together?"

"Not deleted."

Hee Zhuolun was sure that Lang Yan did not photograph him naked, if not, Lang Yan would not have stuffed his phone under the door again, much less deleted the photos.

"Hee Zhuolun, don't force me to use my ultimate move." Lang Yan placed his phone on the table.

Hee Zhuolun smirked: "Use whatever you have to."

"Luring the Great Art." Lang Yan took off the bathrobe on his body, revealing his naked body.

Hee Zhuolun, "..."

He finally noticed that Lang Yan's figure was actually pretty good. Not only was his build robust, his skin was also extremely smooth, especially his buttocks. He was perky, sexy and alluring, possessing a charisma that others couldn't tear their eyes away from.

Taking advantage of the other party's instant of flash, Lang Yan quickly threw the bathrobe towards Hee Zhuolun, blocking his line of sight. Then, he threw Hee Zhuolun onto the bed and seized the opportunity to snatch the phone.

Hee Zhuolun immediately dodged Lang Yan's hand.

Lang Yan did not necessarily have to snatch the phone, so whenever he had the chance to touch the phone, he would click randomly to delete one phone after another.

Hee Zhuolun waved his phone around randomly, refusing to give Lang Yan a chance to snatch his phone.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a clear voice entered their ears.

Hee Zhuolun and Lang Yan were startled, raising their heads to look at the direction of the voice.

Unknowingly, his phone had connected to a video of many people, and on it were Gong Yi Hong, Chu Zheng and Ou Han. They were all looking at Hee Zhuolun and Hee Zhuolun in shock.

A few black lines slid down Hee Zhuolun's forehead. Then, he saw that on his side of the video, Lang Yan was sitting right next to his three friends.

He quickly pulled up the blanket to cover Lang Yan's body, and then, it was good that it wasn't covered.

Gong Yi Hong: "…"

Chu Zheng, "..."

O'Brien was speechless.

"We're playing a big adventure." Lang Yan laughed and quickly ended the video chat.

Gong Yi Hong: "…"

Chu Zheng, "..."

O'Brien was speechless.

It would be strange if they believed him.

Lang Yan exhaled: "They seem to have misunderstood us."

When he saw the shocked expression on Gong Yi Hong and the others' faces, he realized that something must have gone awry.

Hee Zhuolun asked: Are you afraid of people misunderstanding?

"I don't care what people think."

"Then let them misunderstand."

"They are your friends. Don't you care what your friends think of you?"

Hee Zhuolun did not explain any further. He pushed Lang Yan away, stood up and said: "I'm hungry, I want to eat steak."

Lang Yan looked at the time on the wall: "Get ready, 10 o'clock. You still want to go out and eat steak?"

"Can't you do it?"

"I can do it."

Hee Zhuolun waved his phone in front of Lang Yan: "As long as you cook a steak, I will delete the photo that you want to delete the most."

Lang Yan thought that it was worth it: "You aren't lying to me?"

"I won't lie to you."

"Is there any steak in the fridge?"

"Yes."

"Alright."

Lang Yan stood up, picked up the bathrobe on the floor and wore it, then left the room and went downstairs to make food for Hee Zhuolun.

However, Hee Zhuolun took out a bathrobe and changed it into it in the room. When he came down, Lang Yan had already found all the ingredients from the fridge and washed them clean before cutting them up.

He turned around and walked towards the wine shelves in the hall and poured two cups of red wine for the two of them. Not long later, Lang Yan brought out seventy percent of the steak, "Mr Hee, the steak is ready."

Hee Zhuolun held the wine cup and walked over. Seeing that the fresh and tender color of the steak was so tasty, he picked up the knife and fork directly and cut off a small piece of it and put it into his mouth.

Lang Yan immediately asked: "How is it?"

Hee Zhuolun looked at him, who was looking forward to his score on the steak, and smirked. "Not bad, give me an 8."

"Only 8 points?" Lang Yan was not satisfied with his score, but he had long predicted that Hee Zhuolun would not give him a perfect score.

"Eight points is already very high." Hee Zhuolun swallowed a piece of steak and drank a mouthful of wine, looking like he was really enjoying himself.

Lang Yan smiled: "I suddenly felt that there was something that was said pretty good in the past."

Hee Zhuolun looked at him, "What do you mean?"

"If you want to capture a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first."

"Oh?" Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows, "Don't tell me that if I want to obtain your heart, all I need to do is to settle your stomach? Or did you specially learn culinary arts to fix a man's stomach in order to make him feel better? "

"Why is it me?" Lang Yan waited until Hee Zhuolun had finished eating before pulling a chair to sit beside him. "Should we talk about the cellphone photos?"

Hee Zhuolun sipped a mouthful of red wine: "Sure, sit in front of the table a little, and then, place your hands under the table."

Lang Yan knew that he was preventing him from stealing the phone, so he pulled the chair towards the table: "Is this alright?"

Hee Zhuolun took out his mobile phone and opened the photo album. Inside were photos of Lang Yan's body, from head to legs.

The corner of Lang Yan's eyes twitched: "How many shots did you take?"

"I don't know, let me see." Hee Zhuolun counted: "There are 17."

"Why did you take so many photos?"

"At that time, I pressed it more than ten times. Which one did you intend to delete?"

Lang Yan clenched his teeth: "Every one is more or less the same, how do you want me to choose?"

Hee Zhuolun curled his lips: "Then I will randomly delete one."

"No, I want you to delete the picture with the clearest pixel."

"In my eyes, all pixels are the same. How about you choose one yourself?" Hee Zhuolun slowly flipped it open for him to see.

Lang Yan looked very carefully, but his eyebrows knitted even tighter. "My figure is obviously very good, but looking at my nude photos, there's actually an unspeakable oddity in my heart."

Hee Zhuolun couldn't help but laugh out loud.

If Lang Yan had not taken secret photos of him, he would not have slapped him back.

Lang Yan glared at him angrily, and realised that Hee Zhuolun's smile was truly very beautiful, it was not too exaggerated either. He opened his mouth wide, and not like a little woman, he pursed his lips and grinned so hard that his teeth did not show, his smile was perfect, revealing a row of white teeth, it was extremely elegant, his voice was clear and bright, extremely pleasant to listen to, coupled with his messy hair and the bathrobe that was opened up to his chest, it brought together a type of alluring charm that no one could describe with words.

Hee Zhuolun saw that Lang Yan was not looking at his phone, but was staring at himself blankly. Don't tell me you're planning something bad again? "

Lang Yan coughed uncomfortably, and quickly shifted his gaze away. Just now, he had actually lost focus when looking at the man.

Hee Zhuolun asked: Have you chosen?

Lang Yan looked like a movie and his head was spinning: "It's almost the same, you can delete any one of them."

"That's what you said, don't regret it." Hee Zhuolun casually deleted one photo: "Deleted one, there are still 16 left. In other words, you have to please me 16 more times before you can delete all these photos."

Lang Yan scoffed softly, "You can be complacent now, but you will have time to cry in the future."

Hee Zhuolun saw that he looked like someone who had eaten a turtle and laughed once again: "I'll be waiting for you to make me cry."

The cheerful atmosphere in the kitchen infected the people outside.

When he saw the young master revealing a smile, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and the corner of his mouth rose up as well.

He did not disturb them and quietly left the hall, but the next morning, he could not laugh.