Chapter 28: Magma Buried Under the Iceberg

"Mr. Yan, I will be joining the team in a few days, so I won't be able to give you a massage." Pei Lang's fingers seemed to have magic, lingering on his skin, and even his numb legs felt itchy.

This feeling was both comfortable and uncomfortable. It made her heart itch. She wanted to grab Pei Lang's hand and press it on her leg to ease the itch in her heart.

However, as a dignified and respectable president, he would not do so. He could only hold his breath and let Pei Lang perform freely.

"I remember Mr. Yan said that he usually just endured the pain. Since massage is effective, Mr. Yan can find someone more professional. That way, even if I'm not around, Mr. Yan won't have to suffer." Pei Lang felt a little distressed when he thought of the night when Yan Han grabbed his hand with a painful look on his face and ordered him to continue massaging.

He had been injured many times while practicing martial arts in the past, and bone pain was really painful. Yan Han's legs had been seriously injured, and Pei Lang couldn't imagine that kind of pain. What was certain was that it must be a hundred times stronger than the pain he had experienced.

He appears to be strong and domineering, keeping people at a distance, but at heart he is a childish person who likes small animals. No matter how strong and powerful he is, he is also a man who can feel pain.

"I've tried it, other people's massages are useless." Otherwise I wouldn't be so reluctant to let you go.

"!?" Pei Lang was surprised. He looked up and saw Yan Han's serious eyes and the crying little man on his shoulder. As if he had been abandoned, two tears hung from the corners of his eyes, and he looked at the little fox aggrievedly.

And its little fox, cunning as hell, destroyed the prepared cage and even jumped around provocatively, as if mocking Yan Han, saying that he was incapable of locking him in. Pei Lang's eyes were full of doubts, not understanding what Yan Han meant, so Yan Han thought that he didn't believe what he had just said, and added, "Only you can massage your legs without pain, it's useless for others."

"Is it so metaphysical?" Pei Lang suddenly believed in superstition. Maybe the surprise could make Yan Han stand up. Since massage is useful, he should persist in it in the future.

In the original novel, Yan Han did not stand up because the original owner was concentrating on Yan Xiuyuan and had no physical contact with Yan Han at all, so this metaphysics was not triggered.

But, I still have to act...

Although he is the second male lead, he has a lot of scenes to play. After joining the crew, he has to follow the crew and cannot come back for ten days or half a month, and it is not easy to ask for leave.

Even if you can take leave, you can't take leave every day.

Pei Lang was immediately entangled. He wanted to help Yan Han, but acting was his favorite thing and he couldn't give it up. The micro-expression on his face did not escape Yan Han's eyes. Although he was reluctant, but Pei Lang was thinking about himself, Yan Han was not so sad.

"It's been so many years, I can bear it." He said this to comfort Pei Lang and tell him not to get too entangled. His tone was cold and hard, and it didn't comfort him at all.

"Mr. Yan, don't worry. I will definitely help you heal your leg. Before it's healed, you have to bear the pain." Pei Lang decided to help Yan Han stand up again. Maybe there is such a thing as metaphysics, but doesn't he have that cheating system? When the system appears again, he will definitely grab it and ask it clearly to find a way to cure it.

Pei Lang spoke seriously, not like bragging or joking, as if he really had this ability! !

Yan Han was stunned, thinking that Pei Lang was not only ignorant but also naive and cute. He really didn't believe that Pei Lang could cure his crippled legs.

The other person's words really put him in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly unconsciously, so subtle that no one could notice it.

"Mr. Yan, to put it mildly, you are the best person to me in this world. Although we each get what we need, in my opinion, you have always been the one helping me. I am incompetent and have nothing to repay you. As you said, you have everything I can give you." Pei Lang lowered his head to massage, kneading every muscle and bone carefully, and his storytelling tone made people relax unconsciously. "Although you look cold, I know you are a very good person. The only thing I can do is to accompany you to play the role of husband and wife well, not to embarrass you, and leave cleanly after the contract ends. But I think that these are not enough, I will find a way to make you stand up."

Yan Hanxin didn't know why, but her heart was beating uncontrollably, with a scalding temperature that burned her chest and she was about to jump out. As hot as her chest was her scarred legs, which became hot and numb under Pei Lang's massage.

His throat felt a little dry. Yan Han stared at Pei Lang and swallowed unconsciously.

As if he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, Pei Lang paused and raised his eyes anxiously to explain. "Of course, Mr. Yan is also perfect in a wheelchair, but... I know you want to stand up."

Everyone wants to be like a normal person, and everyone is willing to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of their life, and Yan Han is no exception.

Yan Han did not refute Pei Lang's straightforward words.

Pei Lang was so serious and determined. Yan Han did not expose him even though he knew it was impossible. Perhaps because he was moved, his throat was choked and it took him a long time to calm down before he maintained his previous tone. "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After receiving recognition, Pei Lang also smiled. "Your legs are almost there, let me massage your shoulders."

"Yeah." As the person got closer, Yan Han suddenly felt the air was thinner and his breathing became heavier. In the end, he refused the shoulder massage.

Pei Lang did not force himself and sat obediently beside the bed. The two of them were silent for a while, and an awkward atmosphere was spreading. Yan Han picked up a book and pretended to read it, while Pei Lang focused on the little man on his shoulder.

The little man's face was red and his heart was beating fast. His little fox, who was sitting next to him, raised his obedient head and looked at him strangely. The little man was holding a book and hiding his face in it, covering his red face.

Why is Mr. Yan blushing?

Could it be because of me?

Pei Lang observed carefully and found some clues. To verify, he approached Yan Han and pretended to read the book in his hand. In fact, he was observing the changes of the little man. When he approached, Yan Han sat as steady as a mountain, while the little man was so nervous that he wanted to escape. He suddenly hid in the quilt and covered his head, leaving the little fox outside.

Yan Han in the real world glanced at the quilt lightly, as if he really wanted to hide in the quilt?

It turns out that Mr. Yan is a shy person.

Pei Lang narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Han's rich inner world, his heart inexplicably soft. Because of the existence of this two-dimensional villain, Pei Lang's eyes were always kind and gentle, making Yan Han doubt his life.

Then, Pei Lang saw with his own eyes that the little man quickly crawled out from under the quilt, covered the little fox's eyes, and dragged it into the quilt and hid it in the blink of an eye.

Pei Lang: “…”! ?

"Go and have a rest. Don't disturb me from reading." Yan Han said to shoo him away. Although Pei Lang hadn't read enough, he had no choice but to lie down on the sofa.

He made an electronic version of the script so that he could study it at other times. Although he had thoroughly studied all the important roles in the play, this play was the most important step for him to officially enter the entertainment industry. As long as he performed well, the rest of the road would be easy, so he had to pay full attention to it.

It was still early and the room was quiet, with the two of them busy with their own things.

Until late at night, Pei Lang's phone was still on, but he didn't know when he fell asleep. Yan Han turned off the lights and looked at Pei Lang on the sofa with empty eyes in the darkness. The quilt was thin in summer, and the general curve of his body could be vaguely seen in the weak light.

Yan Han recalled the first day when Pei Lang's personality changed drastically. He was wearing ordinary clothes, kneeling on the bed to tidy up the bedding. His shoulders, waist, hips, ankles, etc. were so perfect, revealing a fatal temptation.

An innocent yet slightly sinister expression, with just the right amount of simplicity and evilness.

Also, the things he said on purpose that day when he pulled his tie.

At that time I just felt disgusted and disgusted, but now, I actually find it cute.

As Yan Han thought about it, his lower abdomen felt hot. The magma buried under the iceberg was stirring and seemed to be about to burst out with great heat.

Yan Han was lying flat on his back and couldn't move his legs, so he usually didn't move when he slept. At this moment, even his breathing was stiff.

After taking a few breaths, he exhaled deeply and panicked.

He didn't know what to do, and what was even more unbelievable was that he had desires just thinking about Pei Lang. He thought that for someone like him, this day would never come.

It was embarrassing that he rarely solved the problem by himself, not to mention that Pei Lang was in the room, so it was impossible for him to do anything. Yan Han thought that he would be able to calm down after holding it in for a while.

However, he had no experience in holding back his anger, and he was very concerned about the person in the room, who was the culprit. The more he tried to ignore it, the more Pei Lang's figure appeared in his mind. In the end, not only did he not calm down, he became even more excited.

There was nothing he couldn't solve. This incident seriously undermined the control he was so proud of. Yan Han was a little angry. In the end, he took out his mobile phone and read a bunch of messy news, forcing Pei Lang out of his mind, and finally he felt relieved.

The next day when Pei Lang got up, Yan Han was already dressed and having breakfast downstairs. Pei Lang came to the dining table, Yan Han just glanced at him, and Pei Lang could see the deep hatred in his eyes.

Pei Lang racked his brains but couldn't figure out how he had offended Yan Han. That villain didn't say a word and only expressed his dissatisfaction with humming and hawing, but Pei Lang couldn't tell what he was dissatisfied with.

Forget it, Mr. Yan’s dissatisfaction, which he didn’t express proactively, is just a small matter. I’d better just enjoy my breakfast.

The breakfast was rich, and Pei Lang ate happily, as if he had been hungry for a few meals. Aunt Lin felt very accomplished, but also worried. "Is it okay to eat so much in the morning?"

She knew Pei Lang had a big appetite, but he ate more this morning than usual. Aunt Lin was thinking whether she didn't feed him enough last night, so he was so hungry this morning.

Pei Lang took another big bite. "Auntie Lin, I won't be able to eat the food you cook after I join the team. Eat more while you still have the chance."

It would be fine if Pei Lang didn't mention it, but Aunt Lin was also sad when he mentioned it. She treated Pei Lang as her son, and this son had not been raised well and had to go out to work, so they would be together less and apart more often in the future... Mainly, no one appreciated the food she cooked, and she really couldn't bear it. "Xiao Lang, is the crew far from home? I'll bring you food."

"Really? But this will be too much trouble for you. I don't want you to work so hard."

"It's not hard, not hard. Oh... I was worried that you would lose weight on the set. Look how thin you have become." Pei Lang has a thin figure and looks very beautiful in clothes. In fact, he has muscles.

Especially after fitness and martial arts training, I have abdominal muscles.

"Don't worry, Aunt Lin. I will eat well. You'd better not send it to me. It's better to have a good rest than to go back and forth. When I have time to come back, I will enjoy the meal you cook."

The two of them acted out the "loving mother and filial son" act in front of Yan Han, without noticing that someone had already turned unhappy.

Pei Lang went home just to have a meal! He didn't take Yan Han seriously at all. The two of them were still showing concern for him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.