C92 Between the Men

Only after Qiao Lin ate the sumptuous breakfast that Qin Lang ordered for three people from the hotel did the shadow in his heart dissipate a little. He was not worried that this matter would leave behind any trouble. After all, with Qin Lang's timely help, there should not be any big problems.

In short, if he encountered such a situation in the future, it would be better for him to leave as soon as possible.

However, when Han Dong was pressed against the wall and kissed and caressed, the expression of enjoyment lingered in his mind for a long time.

Although he had accepted the love of a man and was now with Qin Lang, he had not counted the number of times they had kissed. From the initial conflict to acceptance and even indulgence, he admitted that it was very comfortable for them to kiss. However, two men's bodies were naturally incompatible. Would it be comfortable to do such a thing?

When Qin Lang saw Qiao Lin sitting by the bed in a daze after breakfast, with a puzzled expression on his face from time to time, he thought that Qiao Lin was worried about what would happen in the morning.

Thus, he asked, "Qiao Lin, what are you thinking about?"

Qiao Lin was deep in thought and did not pay much attention to it, so he casually said, "What do men and men do? Can they really feel comfortable?"

Hearing that, Qin Lang covered Yu's ears with his hands. Who told him not to teach the child bad things? Who was the one talking about such a restricted topic in front of the child?

Since they were all men, and because he was afraid that Qiao Lin would resist, Qin Lang had always limited his actions to kisses and hugs, never daring to do anything out of fear of scaring people away. Who would have thought that he would ask such a question now?

"Cough." Qin Lang coughed lightly. "Yu is still here. Can you not ask such a bold question? If you really want to know, why don't we try it another day?"

Only then did Qiao Lin come back to his senses and realize that he had asked an incredible question, "Who wants to try it with you? I don't want to know."

Qin Lang could not help but laugh, "You can't not know about this kind of thing. Now that the internet is so advanced, you're too embarrassed to ask me about it. You can check it online."

"Who said I don't know?" Qiao Lin felt that this kind of thing was self-knowledgeable to men, so there was no need to investigate, "I'm just afraid that you'll cry and say no when the time comes."

Qiao Lin's overconfident quibble made Qin Lang laugh even more, "Then I'll wait and see."

Yu, who was in Qin Lang's arms, had his ears covered. He could not hear or understand what his two fathers were saying, and he felt uncomfortable. He struggled a few times to break free from Qin Lang's arms and said unhappily, "Dad, why are you covering my ears?"

Qin Lang pulled Qin Xiaoyu back into his embrace and said sincerely, "Daddy will teach you. In the future, don't listen to anything Daddy doesn't want you to hear. Daddy will tell your Daddy Qiao Lin about adult matters, but you, a child, shouldn't listen."

Yu had an unhappy expression on his face as he pouted, "Dad even said that I'm just a child and that I can sleep alone. But last night, you still wanted Dad to hug Qiao Lin to sleep. You're the child."

"Yu is right." Qiao Lin agreed with Yu's words, "Your father is already so old, yet he still wants to sleep with someone else. It seems that he's timid and afraid of the dark. We have to help him get rid of this bad habit of his. From tonight onwards, Yu, you will sleep with me and let your father sleep alone."

"Alright." Of course, Qin Xiaoyu was happy with Qiao Lin's suggestion. He immediately left Qin Lang's side and rushed into Qiao Lin's arms, "From now on, I'll sleep with Qiao Lin's father."

Qin Lang felt a headache coming on. He had found a wife who did not stand by him, and now even his son had changed sides.

The incident that happened in the morning in the stairwell had left a shadow in Qiao Lin's heart. He did not go out for the entire morning and only went to the filming crew to prepare after lunch.

Qin Lang was late because he had to send Yu to his assistant. By the time he arrived at the dressing room, Meng Lang had already combed Qiao Lin's hair and put on a hairnet, adjusting his headgear.

However, the other stylist was an experienced one and was faster than Meng Lang. As Qiao Lin took his clothes from the dressing room next door and went to the fitting room to change, Qin Lang caught up with him.

"The filming is about to begin. Let's squeeze together." Qin Lang found a just reason to squeeze into the fitting room with Qiao Lin. As soon as the door closed, Qin Lang hung the clothes in his hand on a hanger at the side and began to take off his clothes.

Qiao Lin really thought that he was just here to change his clothes. Just as he was about to put on his costume and take off his clothes, the person behind him came up to him and held him in his arms with both arms against the wall.

Qiao Lin could clearly feel the warmth of Qin Lang's body through the thin T-shirt that he had yet to take off. The fitting room was small and crowded to begin with, and when he leaned against it, Qiao Lin could feel sweat dripping down his back.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and change your clothes."

"The filming is about to begin," Qin Lang suddenly said something that everyone knew.

"That's why you should quickly change your clothes." Qiao Lin was irritated by the body that was pressing against him and nudged the person behind him with his elbow.

However, an arm suddenly passed under his armpit and grabbed his chin.

Qiao Lin was forced to turn his head and look at Qin Lang's face. He saw the kid smiling at him with the corner of his mouth, "The busy filming work is about to begin again. Before that, I would like to recharge my batteries."

Qiao Lin thought that he would just hug him again like last night. Just as he did not resist and allowed him to hug him, Qin Lang suddenly turned his body around. The two of them stood face to face, then lowered their heads and kissed.

"Hey..." Before he could say anything, he was drowned in another mouth.

Qin Lang held onto his arms tightly, not giving him a chance to resist. His lips were not idle either. After a light kiss, the tip of his tongue carefully traced the other party's lips. Then, the lips parted bit by bit and the tongue went deep into his mouth. Qiao Lin opened his mouth and was forced to accept it, allowing the smooth tongue to sweep across his mouth and make his tongue numb.

Only when his face turned red did Qin Lang let go of him. He raised his thumb to wipe away the saliva that had spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

Qin Lang smiled with satisfaction and said, "The electricity has been fully charged. Not to mention one or two scenes today, even if I had to film for the entire day, I would still be full of energy."

Qiao Lin, on the other hand, gritted his teeth and glared at him. Just as his clenched fist was about to swing towards that beautiful face, Qin Lang grabbed it with a backhand and pulled him into his arms. He whispered in his ear, "What if your face is damaged? I'm afraid your heart will ache."

"Who the hell would care? Let go of me now." Qiao Lin struggled, but the arm around his waist did not move at all.

Suddenly, he felt his earlobe heat up as two familiar lips wrapped around it. The tip of his tongue licked it lightly, causing his ears to go numb and his body to tremble uncontrollably.

"You're quite sensitive," Qin Lang teased. "You still want me to cry and say no? I wonder who will cry and beg me when the time comes... Hmm."

Before Qin Lang could finish his words, he was punched in the stomach. As soon as he felt the pain, he immediately let go of Qiao Lin. Qiao Lin took the opportunity to push him away, "Do you really want me to fight you? Do you really think my previous fights were all for nothing?"

Qiao Lin held back some of his strength and did not go all out to teach that brat a lesson. As long as he did not touch him, it would be fine. Seeing that Qin Lang was standing at the side, covering his stomach that still had a few abdominal muscles visible and did not dare to do anything else, Qiao Lin then took off his clothes and started to put on his costume.

Qin Lang looked at Qiao Lin, who was naked from the waist up. He had a well-proportioned and lean figure and healthy wheat-colored skin. Although he was not considered strong, he could not deny that he was very strong.

Despite being punched, he could still look at this body that he had wanted to hug and love for a long time.

In fact, he did not lose out.