Tang Yan opened the door, his movements almost elegant: "You can do whatever you want, don't worry about me."
Feng Xuan: "..."
Actually, whose home is this?
"Woof!"[
The sudden sense of territorial intrusion made a certain idiot straighten his neck in an instant, baring his fangs fiercely, staring straight at Tang Yan with his dark eyes, his claws constantly scratching the floor, as if he was ready to pounce.
Biting posture!
Logically speaking, Feng Aguai's physique is considered to be that of a giant dog. Every time it shows its smug look, it scares away many people.
I believe this time will be no exception!
but……
Why did it feel cold all over when the man just gave it a look?
This is an illusion, wow, this is definitely an illusion!!
"Feng Aguai?" Tang Yan chuckled, his narrow eyes hidden behind the lenses, and he narrowed slightly: "The hair is not bad."
That's it! I'm so naturally beautiful that I can't give up on myself! The certain idiot raised his tail, held his head high, and didn't even throw his paws to the ground. He walked back and forth in front of Tang Yan with cat steps.
A dog walks like a cat... Feng Xuan silently helped his forehead and kicked it away with his feet: "Uncle, you are enough."
Oh my! You just want to break up Xiaohua and me, but you still want to stop others from praising me for being handsome! What are your intentions? What are your intentions?
Feng Aguai bit her master's trousers angrily, strongly expressing her dissatisfaction!
Feng Xuan took off the scarf and looked down at it coldly: "If you bite it again, the food will be halved."
"Ouch..." Feng Aguai immediately relaxed his mouth, turned his head quickly, his ears drooped, and went to do whatever he was supposed to do...
There was obvious warmth in Tang Yan's eyes, not as cold as when he came here, as deep as Mo Ye, who was looking at the person and the dog in front of him so quietly.
Perhaps even the child himself has not noticed that his expressions will be much richer after he gets home.
His beautiful thin lips were slightly curled up, and when he was training the dog, his handsome side face had an obvious curvature, and his white teeth were exposed, as if he was smiling...
Tang Yan lowered his eyes, walked over, and turned his face towards him.
Feng Xuan looked at him quietly, clasping his wrist with his fingers and using ten minutes of strength.
Tang Yan soon felt the pain, but he did not let go. He just raised his lips playfully. How could he have forgotten that his junior brother was a black-level Taekwondo student who had gotten out of the military compound and was famous for fighting?
ruthless.[
"There is something on your face." Tang Yan smiled and rubbed Feng Xuan's face with his hands fearlessly, holding a hair on his fingertips.
Feng Xuan let go of his hand, put it in his pocket, and asked casually: "What to drink?"
"Water." After Tang Yan finished speaking, he raised his hand and slowly opened the cuffs of his shirt: "Before you drink it, you must handle it first. You probably pinched it."
Feng Xuan frowned and pulled open his sleeve. There was indeed a mark on it...
"Well, the injury is serious. The car must not be driven." Tang Yan looked at him with a smile, like a noble man, and said in a mellow voice: "It seems that I can only sleep with you tonight..."
Hearing this, Feng Xuan raised his head. There was not much difference in height between the two of them. Standing face to face like this, their black hair seemed to be touching each other's, and their breathing was entangled...
A note to readers:
Mouwei: Great God, you are not that fragile, right?
Young Master Tang: Huh?
Mouwei: You did it on purpose!
Mr. Tang: Is there any?
Mouwei: Do you think I, Feng Meiren, can’t see it?
Young Master Tang: Oh, you arranged the plot. If he sees it... you know the consequences.
Mouwei: Ahem, he didn't see it, just keep going, keep going.