C41 This Man Is Not Bad to the Extreme

This man is not that bad.

The two dogs quarreled until eleven o'clock before returning to their room to bathe and sleep.

Just like last night, Lang Yan would first bathe in the guest room, then sleep in Hee Zhuolun's room.

After being tired for the whole day, he closed his eyes the moment he touched the bed, but his mind was filled with the scene of Sun Mei shaking hands with him today.

He could tell that Sun Mei had already recognized that he was her son, but was so afraid that she didn't dare to recognize him.

Thinking of this, he curled his lips in a sarcastic manner.

At least from the photos and the clothes, he looked like a capable woman. He never thought that she would still be so weak, not even daring to shake hands, he suspected that she might not even have the position of the logistics manager.

As Lang Yan thought about this, he drowsily fell asleep. In his dream, he felt someone pick up his arm, and then "Kacha", it seemed to be the sound of handcuffs.

Eh?

Handcuffing?

Lang Yan suddenly opened his sleepy eyes, and what entered his sight was Hee Zhuolun's handsome face, following that, he noticed that his four limbs had been handcuffed to the head of the bed and the end of the bed.

He shook his hand, and the handcuffs made kenglang sounds. He frowned, and laughed: "Mr Hee, you haven't slept for most of the night, you aren't planning to use this opportunity to molest me, are you?"

Before, he had only been thinking about Sun Mei and had even forgotten that he still had Hee Zhuolun by his side. How could he have fallen asleep so carelessly?

Hee Zhuolun smiled, "Mr Lang, you're thinking too much. The only reason I'm doing this is because I'm worried that you might act that way last night."

He did not give Lang Yan a chance to speak, and took out a sealing gum to seal Lang Yan's mouth: "Mr Lang, before we sleep here, let's listen to the music."

Lang Yan looked at him suspiciously.

Music?

What music?

Hee Zhuolun took out his phone with earplugs, stuffed it into Lang Yan's ears, and pressed the play button on his phone. Following that, Lang Yan heard the crisp whistle sound.

He quickly understood what Hee Zhuolun was trying to do and stared wide-eyed at him.

It can't be?

Did he want him to wet his pants?

Hee Zhuolun's smile became even wider as he took off the earplugs on Lang Yan's right hand and said with a smile, "Mr Lang, don't you dare piss on yourself. Oh right, I forgot to tell you, this song is circular and will blow until the phone has no electricity. "

"…" Lang Yan looked at the time on his phone, there was still 99% of the battery.

Damn, is this the tempo of killing him?

He realized that Hee Zhuolun really did hold a grudge, and the person who offended Hee Zhuolun definitely would not have a good ending.

That's right, did he mean that Bibi's feast was a dog meat feast?

"I'm sleeping." Seeing Lang Yan's face that looked like he was eating a turtle, Hee Zhuolun's mood became especially good. He should be able to sleep well tonight.

But in the end, he was wrong. Not long after he closed his eyes, he heard a low, low, and hoarse voice calling out to him from the side. It was very seductive, and also very enchanting.

Hee Zhuolun suddenly sat up, and said with a gloomy face: "Shut up."

Lang Yan looked at him while smiling, as if he was saying "I can't hold it anymore". Who told me to hold my breath, then I'll just hold it in for sure, and in any case, he didn't say that he wasn't going to shout at me.

Hee Zhuolun pinched his crotch. "If you make any more weird noises, I'll use you to vent my anger."

Lang Yan suddenly felt his chrysanthemum tightening, and did not dare to make a sound.

Hee Zhuolun snorted, turned, and fell asleep.

Lang Yan looked at the ceiling, aggrieved.

That night, he was destined to endure a painful night.

Lang Yan tried to divert his attention so that he could quickly fall asleep. However, all he could hear were the ecstatic whistles and he felt like peeing more and more …

Damned Hee Zhuolun, you remember this.

Lang Yan felt that his lower body was growing bigger and bigger, to the point that he couldn't sleep at all. There were even a few times where he almost peed on his pants.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but the sky outside the window gradually brightened. Following that, the phone's alarm clock also rang.

Lang Yan's spirit was lifted, and he immediately looked at the man beside him.

Under the alarm clock's ringing, Hee Zhuolun finally opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

"Yes, yes, yes." Lang Yan quickly cried out.

He couldn't hold it in any longer.

Hee Zhuolun acted as if he did not hear anything, and directly went into the bathroom. Only after fifteen minutes did he come out from the bathroom and uncuffed Lang Yan's hands.

Lang Yan was untied and rushed into the bathroom like a rocket.

Hee Zhuolun could no longer hold back his laughter. This time, did he know how bad it felt to be locked in the police station?

When Lang Yan was almost done, he walked to the bathroom door and saw Lang Yan leaning against the wall, exhaling comfortably, "The feeling of being relaxed is really good!"

Hee Zhuolun laughed once again before turning around and changing his clothes to head downstairs.

Martial Arts, who was preparing breakfast, heard the sound of someone coming down the stairs. When he turned around, he saw the corner of Hee Zhuolun's mouth curling up into a smile and asked: "Young Master, you are smiling so happily, did you encounter some good news?"

"Did I laugh?" Hee Zhuolun touched the corner of his mouth, only to realize that the corners of his mouth had curved up to a very high angle. He couldn't even hold it in if he wanted to, and it would be funny if he could think of Lang Yan peeing for an entire night.

Martial Arts said with a smile: "I haven't seen Young Master so happy in a long time."

Hee Zhuolun laughed again: "Uncle Wu, I'm going out to train."

"Alright."

Da Guai, who was playing in the courtyard, saw his master come out and excitedly ran over. Bibi, who was at the side, looked at them from afar as if she wanted to go but did not want to. In the end, she did not follow him.

Hee Zhuolun ran five rounds around the courtyard before returning to the villa and seeing Lang Yan descending from the stairs.

He asked smilingly: "Mr Lang, you don't look too good. Do you want me to ask you for a leave of absence?"

It seems like he really did hold back his anger last night.

Lang Yan gritted his teeth, "There's no need to trouble Mr Hee."

"Are you sure you don't need to? I was afraid you might pass out like your boss. "

"Thank you Mr Hee for your concern. I will find a way to rest well."

"Is that so?"

Hee Zhuolun was very curious about how he was going to rest in the company. When he went to the company, he found out that Lang Yan was actually working as a cleaner.

This job could be said to be the lowest level job in the entire company, but it was incredibly free. They could travel freely from floor to floor, and they could even find an excuse to hide somewhere and rest while they were busy, as long as they didn't get caught.

Lang Yan was using this as an excuse to openly "hide" and go to the CEO's office to sleep.

If it were not for the fact that he did not sleep well last night, Hee Zhuolun would not have turned a blind eye and allowed him to lie in his office.

However, in the next few days, whenever Lang Yan had the time, he would enter his office to drink tea and eat pastries. After that, he would sit in the company's office and wait for to eat lunch or leave work together with him.

"Are you done with your work?" Hee Zhuolun, who was busy working his way through, could not help but say: "My company does not invite idle people."

Lang Yan threw the grapes into his mouth: "I finished them a long time ago."

Hee Zhuolun didn't believe him. He had only been at work for two hours, how could he complete today's mission so quickly?

"Is that so? If I find out that your job is not up to standard or if you do something perfunctory, I'll fire you just the same. "

He gave her a call and asked Yao Yu to check on Lang Yan's work.

Lang Yan didn't mind as he continued to eat the grapes.

Ten minutes later, Yao Yu entered the office to report: "CEO, Mr Lang has already cleaned up the area."

Hee Zhuolun raised his brows, "Which floor is he in charge of?"

"He's in charge of the 50th to 60th floors."

Hee Zhuolun frowned, could 10 floors be completed within 2 hours?

"Is someone helping?"

Yao Yu said: "I have asked the staff on the floor, they all said that the Mr Lang alone completed it."

He looked at Lang Yan and continued, "They also said that Mr Lang's work efficiency is exceptionally fast and their cleaning is also very clean. They also said that after working at the company for many years, this is the first time seeing such an efficient cleaner."

After that, he checked the place that Lang Yan had cleaned. It was indeed very clean, it was as if the floor had been refreshed, and under the shine of the sun, it was like a mirror that could reflect light. There were also all sorts of dead angles that had been cleaned, meaning that this person had a meticulous mind, otherwise, he would not be able to do this.

Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows in surprise.

If Yao Yu did not say this out loud, he really would not believe it.

Hee Zhuolun decided to go out and see for himself.

As he walked out of the office, he was immediately drawn to the clean, bright floor, like a new floor that had just been set, and then the back corner of the flowerpot and the dead end of the window were swept away without a speck of dust.

Hee Zhuolun touched it by the window, his fingers still very clean: "How did he do it?"

He clearly didn't look like a man who didn't care about the Yang Spring Water. How could he clean the ten floors so cleanly in just two hours?

Hee Zhuolun suddenly thought of the school Lang Yan studied and his specialty. He thought, a man couldn't possibly have learned the art of living and then, cleaning and cooking were two of the skills he learned in life?

He couldn't find anything wrong with it, so he could only return to the office. Seeing that Lang Yan had already fallen asleep, he subconsciously picked up the suit that was hooked onto Lang Yan's body and continued to look at his own documents. However, he didn't notice that the person lying on the sofa had the corner of his mouth hooked up little by little.

"This man isn't that bad."

Lang Yan muttered softly. Smelling the perfume on his suit, he gradually fell asleep.

He waited until 5: 30 in the afternoon before returning to his office on the first floor, changing into his own clothes and participating in the birthday banquet with Hee Zhuolun.