C65 A Charming Man

The two words, Qin Lang, kept jumping on the screen of his phone. Qiao Lin put down his bowl and reached for the phone with trembling hands. However, he did not pick up the phone but slid the hang up button instead.

He couldn't calm down at all. When he heard the phone ring and saw Qin Lang's name, he felt nervous. How was he going to answer it?

A minute later, Qiao Lin received a WeChat message.

Qin Lang asked, "Where are you? Yu is still waiting for you to have breakfast with him."

Yu, it was Yu again. Qiao Lin felt that he could no longer fall for Qin Lang's trick. He could not fall for his father's trick just because Yu was so cute that he could not resist at all.

"I don't like men, let alone Qin Lang." Qiao Lin muttered to himself and then took out his phone to reply to Qin Lang, "Don't wait any longer, I've already eaten outside."

After replying the message, he got up, paid for his meal, and left the restaurant.

It was still early. He walked around until eightthirty, then headed for the set. It was ten o'clock, but he had to put on some makeup.

After walking around outside for a while, Qiao Lin's heart calmed down. He did not look at his phone again and did not know if Qin Lang had replied to his message.

It was almost nine o'clock when he arrived at the set. In the dressing room, Qin Lang was already sitting on a chair. Yesterday's stylist was helping him tidy up his hair.

Yu was not in the dressing room. He was probably taken away by his assistant.

Qiao Lin suddenly started to worry for no reason, worried that Yu would get lost again.

Although Qin Lang had his back to Qiao Lin, he had already seen him in the mirror. However, seeing that Qiao Lin did not greet him, he ignored him and continued to observe him in the mirror.

In the morning, after Qiao Lin ran out of the room in a huff, Qin Lang felt that something was off. For the past hour or two, he had been wondering what was wrong with Qiao Lin that made him so angry after sleeping with him. Or was it because of his "unintentional" touch?

However, when he thought about it carefully, it did not seem to be a big deal. It was not as if the two of them had never slept together before, and he had not seen such a big reaction the last time as well. Compared to the last time when Qiao Lin grabbed him, his touch through his pants was child's play, so there was no need for Qiao Lin to be angry about it.

He tried to find out, but the caller wouldn't answer. He texted back and ignored him.

Qiao Lin must be angry, but he did not know why he was angry.

Now that there were other people present, he decided not to provoke him for the time being.

After taking a glance at Qin Lang, Qiao Lin sat down on the sofa at the side and prepared to wait for the stylist to finish with Qin Lang before it was his turn.

At that moment, the door to the dressing room opened and a slender young man about six feet tall entered. He was wearing a V-neck T-shirt, and he didn't have to stoop to see a pair of collarbones and a white chest.

The man came into the room with a makeup case in his hand. "Is there anyone else waiting to put on makeup?"

His voice was soft, but it was still recognizable as a man's voice.

Qiao Lin could not help but shiver at the sight of this seductive man. If he had not seen his flat chest, he would have thought that it was a woman standing in front of him.

Although Qiao Lin and Qin Lang were the only actors in the dressing room now, they were not the only two actors in the crew. There were still people waiting behind them, and in order to save time, the crew had hired a stylist to come over.

"Me." Qiao Lin raised his trembling hand like a primary school student. Although this person's dressing was a little too much for him, it was none of his business and he had no right to interfere.

The man placed the makeup case in front of another dressing table and said impatiently, "Then come over here quickly."

This person looked impatient as soon as he arrived, causing Qiao Lin to feel a little angry. However, he still got up and sat down in front of the makeup mirror.

As soon as he sat down, the man's expression changed. He opened his makeup case and took out a business card from his business card folder, handing a business card to Qiao Lin. Even his feminine voice returned to normal, "Hello, my name is Meng Lang, and I specialize in styling and makeup. I don't only work with the production crew, but I also do private jobs such as stage makeup and bride's makeup. If you need anything, you can contact me."

"Hehe, okay." Qiao Lin took the name card that he had forcefully stuffed into his hand and smiled awkwardly before putting the name card into his pocket.

Only then did Meng Lang return to how he was before. He held up his orchid-like fingers and used a comb to comb Qiao Lin's hair. After combing all of Qiao Lin's hair, he put on the hairnet and carefully put on the condom for him. However, he started to complain, "Your crew is so stingy, letting you wear wigs on such a hot day. If you were to put on a wig on real hair, you wouldn't have to wear it every day and it wouldn't be so hot. But the real hair looks natural, but the effect is not as good as the hairpins. "

Meng Lang was talking to himself, and Qiao Lin could not talk to him either. He wanted to take advantage of the time while he was doing his hair to read the script, only to realize that he had come out in a hurry this morning and did not take the script with him at all.

What should he do now? Although he was familiar with the script, he could not remember it 100%. What should he do when he was filming later?

"Please wait a moment," Qiao Lin suddenly interrupted Meng Lang, who was busy working.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Meng Lang was shocked by Qiao Lin's words and thought that he had hit him too hard.

"No, I have to go back to the hotel to get the script," Qiao Lin looked at the time. It was not too late to go back now.

"How can you do that? Your hair is not done yet." Meng Lang pushed the person who was about to get up back into his chair, "Where's your assistant? Should I ask him to get it for you?"

Qiao Lin was a newbie, how could he have an assistant?

At this moment, a thick script filled with notes landed on Qiao Lin's lap.

Before the script slid off his leg, Qiao Lin quickly grabbed it.

Even without looking at the familiar handwriting, Qiao Lin knew that the script was his. When he looked up, he saw Qin Lang in the mirror who was already dressed up.

Qin Lang was also staring at him in the mirror. "I saw that you left in a hurry this morning and even left the script behind, so I brought it for you. I sent you a message to tell you, but it seems that you didn't read it."

"I..." Qiao Lin did not know how to explain himself. Could he tell Qin Lang that he was purposely avoiding him? However, he clearly had evil thoughts towards Qin Lang in his dream. Wasn't Qin Lang being wronged?

"Alright, you do your hair first. I'll go and change my clothes." Qiao Lin's expression told Qin Lang that the other party was avoiding him, so he did not want to get to the bottom of it. Instead, he turned around and went to the clothing room next door.