Chapter 21 Fox Breeding Guide

Su Jia went out to drive the car, and Pei Lang hadn't settled the bill yet. He went to the cashier to pay, then ran to the private room to get his guitar out, put on a mask, and came to Yan Han's side to wait obediently.

"Why are you here, Mr. Yan?" The atmosphere between the two was a little subtle, and Pei Lang found a topic to chat.

Yan Han's eyes briefly fixed on the guitar on his back, then moved away without a sound. "It's about work."

Yan Han accidentally learned that Pei Lang and Yan Xiuyuan were also in this city, so he began to pay attention to Pei Lang's whereabouts. He followed him after he came out of the orphanage, including when he had a conflict with Yan Xiuyuan, he saw it clearly.

He wanted to see what would happen if they met, and Pei Lang's attitude made him smile slightly. Pei Lang's dislike seemed to be genuine, and he didn't expect the conflict between the two to be so serious. Pei Lang used to be entangled, but now he looked down on Yan Xiuyuan. His attitude changed too much, but he really didn't like him anymore.

Not to mention Yan Xiuyuan, he looked like he wanted to kill someone.

Today, Pei Lang once again refreshed his cognition.

He had investigated before and found that Pei Lang was just a jealous idiot. Today, he saw that he would go to the orphanage to spend Children's Day with the children. The guitar on his back was a musical instrument. He had never thought that Pei Lang could play music. He had also seen his skills just now. Yan Xiuyuan's output could not touch the corner of his clothes. If he hadn't spoken out in time at the last kick, Pei Lang would have stopped, and Yan Xiuyuan's neck would have been broken.

Pei Lang was smart and simple-minded, and he didn't know whether to live or die. He even dared to coax, deceive and threaten himself. But the opponent was Yan Xiuyuan. It was not a good thing to offend Yan Xiuyuan. There was already a grudge, and this step would make them mortal enemies.

It was obvious that Yan Han was angry, because the little man on his shoulder had a stern face and was unhappy, and occasionally glared at him with his cute big eyes. Pei Lang was really angry and amused. "Did Mr. Yan just call to complain? Aren't you afraid that our relationship will be exposed by doing this?"

Yan Xiuyuan didn't understand why Yan Han helped Pei Lang and even alarmed his grandfather. He was so angry that he burned out his rationality and didn't realize anything was wrong. But when he regained his rationality, he would definitely find the clues.

This matter used to be a threat to Yan Han, but now Yan Han is not afraid anymore and said indifferently, "It's a matter of time."

"What?" Pei Lang thought he had heard it wrong, and blinked in confusion, waiting for Yan Han to repeat himself.

But Yan Han didn't like to repeat himself. He glanced at Pei Lang coldly and turned to leave. "Let's go."

Pei Lang followed, and Su Jia parked the car in front of the restaurant. Yan Han got in first and left the door open waiting for Pei Lang, apparently planning to give him a ride. Pei Lang didn't hesitate and climbed directly into the back seat to sit next to Yan Han.

The back seat was spacious enough, and Yan Han didn't feel crowded even with the wheels. At this time, the driver he had arranged to meet called. Pei Lang had already gotten into Yan Han's car, so it was not convenient for him to get off. He explained the situation to the driver, transferred the fare, and then sat quietly.

Su Jia drove steadily, the city roads were flat, Pei Lang went to bed late and got up early, and he didn't take a nap at noon because he played with the children. As a result, he felt drowsy under the alternating bright and dark street lights, and fell asleep half an hour later while leaning against the back seat.

With shallow breathing, clean face and dress, he looked like a well-behaved little fox when he was asleep, and was completely unguarded against Yan Han.

Yan Han was born unusual, with a cold and cruel personality. After becoming disabled, he became even more gloomy. Everyone who saw him was either respectful, disdainful, sympathetic, or afraid, and spoke and acted cautiously, but Pei Lang was different.

It should be said that Pei Lang is different recently.

Because of him, Su Jia became lively and sometimes even behaved unruly in front of him. Thinking of this, Yan Han glanced at Su Jia who was driving. Su Jia felt a chill on his back, thinking that he had turned too hastily just now and made his boss unhappy, so he immediately concentrated on driving.

Yan Han said nothing. Both the little man on his shoulder and his big eyes were focused on Pei Lang. The light was not so bright, and Pei Lang's facial features became much softer in the dim light. It was as if even the street lights favored him. The light slanting in from the gaps in the car window happened to shine on his eyes. Suddenly, the dark and thick eyelashes and the red teardrop mole at the end of his eyes suddenly penetrated into Yan Han's cold and deep eyes, causing a series of ripples on the deep surface of the pool.

Pei Lang was sleeping soundly, and he didn't know what he dreamed about. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he arched his head in the back seat, found a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

This action made Yan Han feel soft in his heart.

It was already late when they arrived at the villa area. Su Jia parked the car at the gate, got out and opened the door. When he was about to wake Pei Lang up, Yan Han stopped him with a gesture.

"Give me the key and go back."

"Ah?" Su Jia always sent the boss to the villa. His eyes were full of doubt, but he immediately handed over the key and left quickly.

The boss's thoughts have become increasingly difficult to figure out recently. In order to protect your salary, it's better to hurry up and leave.

Yan Han's car had a conveyor belt, which made it convenient for him to get on and off the car, but the position was just blocked by Pei Lang. The other person was sleeping soundly, and Yan Han couldn't bear to wake him up, so... he sat in the wheelchair, bent over, picked him up, and sat him horizontally in his arms, then got off the car through the conveyor belt.

The wheelchair bore the weight of two grown men, but it didn't feel heavy at all. After getting out of the car, I pressed the lock and slowly drove the wheelchair into the villa. There was no one in the villa. Aunt Lin left the lights on, so it was quiet but not dark when I entered.

Pei Lang was very light, and because his legs had little feeling, he didn't feel heavy with a man in his twenties sitting in his arms. The willow leaves emanating from Pei Lang's body were slightly bitter and refreshing, perhaps because he had waited for the bus under the willow tree for too long.

Yan Han suddenly had an idea to keep this black-bellied, naughty and ignorant little fox in captivity. When this idea came out, he was shocked. He had never thought that he would be conquered so thoroughly by a person in such a short time. It must be because this person has good massage skills, helps him sleep, relies on him and trusts him, and is a little well-behaved, so he had such a scary idea.

Although the idea was horrible, Yan Han had no intention of suppressing it.

Anyway, there is nothing he can't get if he wants it. He finally finds a kid he likes, so why should he suppress this idea?

Yan Han, a single man in his thirties, looked down at Pei Lang who was still sleeping soundly, and thought it would be nice to have a little kid in his arms and pet him occasionally.

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Pei Lang woke up early the next day. He looked around blankly and found himself sleeping on the sofa in Yan Han's bedroom. Yan Han was still sleeping soundly on the bed far away.

Pei Lang had no idea how he got here, and fell asleep as soon as he got in the car. But surprisingly, Yan Han didn't wake him up yesterday to order a massage. Hmm, that was a bit humane. Since he was awake, Pei Lang didn't lie down anymore. He got up and took the quilt back to his room, only to find that the quilt was not his.

When they came to "sleep with him", they always brought their own quilts. I guess Yan Han gave Pei Lang the extra quilt in the cabinet after he fell asleep last night.

"So he has a quilt, but he still lets me carry it upstairs and downstairs." Pei Lang complained in a low voice, folded the quilt, and went back to his room to wash up. After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, he went downstairs. Aunt Lin was still cooking, so Pei Lang went over to say good morning.

I turned around and found my guitar in the living room, so I put my things there.

When he came downstairs, Aunt Lin had already prepared breakfast. The seafood porridge was fragrant and fresh, and Pei Lang couldn't wait to eat it, but Aunt Lin still told him to wait for Yan Han. Aunt Lin could spoil him, but he couldn't be unruly in front of Yan Han, otherwise Aunt Lin couldn't help him.

Pei Lang nodded to show that he understood. While Aunt Lin was in the kitchen, he quickly scooped a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. Yan Han happened to come out of the elevator at this moment. The porridge was a little hot. He held it in his mouth and tried to neither swallow it nor spit it out. The moment he saw Yan Han clearly, his eyes suddenly widened and he snorted very rudely. He quickly turned his head and coughed with his back to the table.

He was in a panic, coughing more and more violently, and finally he burst into tears. Aunt Lin came over, patted his back with heartache, and handed him a warm water. "Thank you, Aunt Lin, cough cough cough~~ I feel... much better, cough cough..."

Compared to his own wolf, Yan Han came to the dining table in an orderly manner, glanced at Pei Lang's eyes that were wet due to coughing, and then ate breakfast slowly.

"Little fox?" Pei Lang muttered in a low voice. Yan Han caught it with his sharp ears and looked over coldly. Pei Lang immediately fell silent. He was scolded badly and could only eat breakfast with difficulty to cover it up.

Pei Lang was just surprised by the appearance of a well-behaved little red fox next to the little man on Yan Han's shoulder. The little fox looked so cute that Pei Lang couldn't help but want to touch it.

Unfortunately, this is Yan Han’s inner world, which he cannot touch.

When did a little fox appear? Damn it, Mr. Yan, can your inner world be richer?

The answer is yes.

While Pei Lang was trying to cover up, he couldn't help but secretly look at it out of curiosity. He found that the little man took out a book from his arms. The name of the book was "Fox Raising Guide". He stroked the little fox's head while reading it seriously.

This time Pei Lang did not dare to go over and read the contents. Three minutes later, the little man seemed to understand something. He put down the book with a look of understanding, took out something to eat and handed it to the little fox.

Pei Lang couldn't help but complain in his heart again: Maybe... the first step of the breeding guide in the book is to feed it.

Such a simple thing actually requires reading a book. Mr. Yan is really strict. Just when he was daydreaming, Yan Han pushed a plate of food in front of him and said in a deadpan tone, "Eat it."

"???" Pei Lang was surprised again. Yan Han actually fed him. Shouldn't he feed his little fox? Pei Lang looked at the food that Auntie Pan Lin prepared for Yan Han. He didn't like it very much, so he smiled and politely refused. "Thank you, but I'll just eat this."

Pei Lang is not picky about food, but there are different types of food that you like, like very much, and like extremely. Since there are foods that you like extremely, why would you eat only the ones you like?

Yan Han remained expressionless after being rejected and continued to eat his own food. However, the little fox on his shoulder did not eat the food that the little man on his shoulder handed to it. Instead, the little fox shook its head in disgust, which made Yan Han feel very disappointed. He cried and took out his "Fox and Cow Breeding Guide" to study it carefully.

Pei Lang looked puzzled, thinking that Yan Han might want to keep a pet. He decided that when he made money, he would buy Mr. Yan a fox as a thank you.