C218 Nothing but Warming the Bed

Seeing Meng Lang finally laugh, Luo Mi felt at ease, "Just give birth as you say."

After saying that, he moved closer to his lips and was about to kiss him.

"Cough." At this moment, a woman's light cough suddenly came from behind them. The two of them stiffened, as if they did not expect there to be someone else in the room.

Luo Mi felt that he probably did not have the face to see anyone. Taking advantage of the fact that no one could see his face clearly, he threw himself into Meng Lang's arms.

Meng Lang hugged his shoulder and looked at the female shop assistant who had just finished helping him and had not left. He felt a little awkward.

The female shop assistant looked at the two men who were hugging each other with an embarrassed expression.

The saleswoman was nervous about ruining her boss's business, "After the boss packed up his things, I wanted to go out, but..."

However, just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by the two impatient-looking men in the room.

Meng Lang immediately regained his calm. He looked at the neatly tidied dressing table and stood to the side with Luo Mi in his arms, "Alright, there's nothing else for you to do here. Let's go out first."

The boss showed mercy and did not pursue the matter. The female shop assistant quickly opened the door and ran out, not forgetting to close the door for the two of them.

When only the two of them were left in the room, Meng Lang let go of the person in his arms and walked to the door, locking it from the inside.

Actually, Meng Lang was not surprised that Luo Mi had found this place. His studio was not a secret, and if Luo Mi really had the heart to look for him, it would be easy to find out. In fact, when the waiter in the uniform of the restaurant across the way delivered the cake and said the word old lover, he knew that Luo Mi had already found him.

Other than Luo Mi, how could he have any other old lover?

However, he still asked, "Why are you looking for me? Since you coaxed your father to find a daughter-in-law for him and give birth to a fat grandson, as a filial son, you should keep your word."

Luo Mi saw that Meng Lang, who was just joking with him, had become cold to him again. He really had the urge to rush up and beat him up.

He was a man of action to begin with, so he only suppressed the anger in his heart for two seconds before he really rushed towards Meng Lang. However, he did not hit him. Instead, he jumped onto Meng Lang's body and pushed him to the ground.

Fortunately, the floor of the VIP room was covered with a thick carpet. Otherwise, Meng Lang would have broken his waist from the fall.

However, Luo Mi's weight almost suffocated him.

Luo Mi sat on his waist, pressing his hands on his shoulders, staring into his eyes, full of anger, " So you really left me alone in the hospital because of this? Weren't you manly when you forced yourself on me? Why did you turn around and leave after encountering this? You even said that you like me. Since you like me, can't you come and ask me why I said that?"

Meng Lang avoided his gaze and said, "So what if I ask? You don't like me anyway, right? So what does it have to do with me who you want to marry and who you want to have children with? Do I have to force you like before? Do I have to make you paralyzed by your father? "

Just as Meng Lang finished speaking, he received a punch to his chest, causing him to feel so much pain that he could not breathe properly.

Luo Mi glared at him. "You really did blacklist my phone number. You saw the text, didn't you? Do you know how many times I called you? I limped to the set on crutches, but I couldn't find you. Who said I don't like you? I was in such a hurry to find you because I wanted to tell you personally. Actually, I like you too."

The man was shocked for a while and then looked back at him.

Meng Lang looked at him with surprise and joy.

Now, it was Luo Mi who became a little embarrassed. He had been unable to contact Meng Lang for the past few days. He was afraid, afraid that he would never dare to face his heart again. If he did not tell Meng Lang about his feelings, he and Meng Lang would really have no chance.

Previously, because he liked to play, he wanted to learn how to play with men, so he was introduced to Han Dong by a friend. But now, it seemed that he was not made to be a playboy at all. What kind of playboy was like him, who would not let go after falling in love?

It seemed that he could only be a useless playboy at most.

A warm hand suddenly touched his left ankle and rubbed it, "Does it still hurt?"

How could Luo Mi care about whether his leg hurt or not? Meng Lang's reaction was too calm, "What kind of reaction is this? If I say I like you, shouldn't you be happy?"

He felt that Meng Lang should be grateful.

Meng Lang wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him into his arms. "That day when you were drugged by Han Dong, the first person you thought of was me. In the end, I was the only one who contacted you to save you. At that time, I knew that you liked me, so I'm not surprised that you're saying it now. I'm just relieved that you finally like me."

In the past few days, Luo Mi's mind seemed to have become much smarter. He immediately realized that there was something fishy about Meng Lang's words and quickly got out of his arms, "So the reason why you disappeared with me these past few days was to force me to reveal my true feelings to you."

Meng Lang laughed, "If we love each other, I won't have to worry about all kinds of obstacles. What I'm afraid of is that you won't even dare to face your own heart."

"Who, who said I won't dare to face it? If you didn't leave that day, I might have told you." Luo Mi was still trying to be brave, but his hands had already unbuttoned his coat. The temperature in Meng Lang's studio was very high. He had just sat outside for half an hour, and his body was already sweating.

After taking off his coat, he went to take off his T-shirt, but was stopped by Meng Lang.

"I used to be the one who threatened you, but things are different between us now. I know what you want, so you don't have to please me." Meng Lang pointed at the locked door behind him and said, "There are still customers and employees outside."

"I'm not a woman. You've already slept with me anyway. Even if we didn't do anything, people will think that we did." In this regard, Luo Mi was not ashamed at all, "Also, I'm not trying to please you, nor am I trying to please you. It's me who wants you, understand?"

It was rare for Luo Mi to be so unyielding without being threatened again. It was rare for him to take the initiative without being threatened by Meng Lang, but this brat actually did not appreciate it.

He did not care if Meng Lang agreed or not. He took off his T-shirt and went to strip Meng Lang's clothes.

Meng Lang had been holding it in for a few days, so how could he resist his temptation? With a flip of his body, he pressed her to the ground, "You provoked this yourself, so I won't be polite."

Meng Lang lowered his head and kissed her. Their lips and tongue immediately intertwined, and they couldn't bear to part with each other. Their hands also began to comfort each other.

When they finished, Meng Lang helped the two of them clean up. When they came out of the VIP room, the customers and the staff had all left. In order to not be disturbed, the staff even hung a closed sign on the door of the studio.

The VIP room was usually used to receive some artists, so the soundproofing effect of the door was very good.

Just as Luo Mi said, the people outside could not hear the movements inside, but they could guess.

Meng Lang facepalmed and pretended to have a headache, "It's all your fault for seducing me. How am I going to face the people in my shop in the future?"

Luo Mi leaned on his shoulder softly and kissed his neck happily in his heart, "Don't shirk your responsibilities for me. You have poor self-control. It's my fault."

Meng Lang rubbed his waist, "Alright, you're right. I don't blame you. It's my fault. Alright, I'll send you home."

He placed Luo Mi on the chair in front of the makeup table, then walked to the corner and took the walking stick that the shop assistant had put away for Luo Mi.

Luo Mi took the walking stick and stood up, "I'm not going home. Why don't you take me back to your house? Other than warming the bed, I might not know how to do anything else."

Luo Mi really didn't want to go back. If he went back, he would have to listen to the old man at home nagging.

"It's fine, as long as you can give birth to a son." Meng Lang laughed.

Luo Mi scratched his head awkwardly, "Can you forget about this? I really can't give birth to a baby."

Meng Lang put on his coat, tied his scarf around his neck, and dragged the limping man out of the studio. "All right, it's cold."