"I'm going downstairs to buy medicine and help you deal with it." As if he was not aware of the ambiguous atmosphere at all, Feng Xuan put down his hand, took the keys and mobile phone downstairs, and when he came up again, he had
Holding a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray.
Tang Yan sat on the sofa, rarely restraining his domineering attitude and thoughts, and quietly looked at the person spraying medicine for him.
The injury was caused by Feng Xuan, and he felt guilty after all. After treating Tang Yan's injury, he took out the quilt and notebook, and then pointed to the bedroom: "You go sleep inside, and I'll sleep on the sofa."
The floor of the house is made of wood and covered with black carpet. Feng Xuan likes to sit casually like this. He has already changed his clothes. He wears a big white T-shirt. Even without bending down, he can still see his beautiful collarbone.
Tang Yan smiled and sat down next to him, followed his example and took out the business notebook from his bag and put it on his lap.[
The two of them logged into QQ at the same time, and the messages on Little Penguin were one after another. The number of Aite on the meager account had already exceeded 1,000. After all, the master was so blatant in pursuing people. The girls discussed it privately, and the news spread...
Feng Xuan turned off Weibo, looked sideways at Tang Yan beside him, and then pointed to the microphone: "I want to record."
"Recording a side story?" Tang Yan replied to the QQ message with one hand and asked casually, with no intention of avoiding it: "It just so happens that I also want to record and play together?"
Feng Xuan raised his eyebrows and nodded.
They are all men, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, and there are no passionate scenes on it, it is just a sweet life, and it was relatively light to record.
But before the recording was finished, Tang Yan's phone rang, and the voice on the other end of the phone was Young Master Lin's unique ruffian tone: "Tang Yan, are there any friends like you? You actually left me and left!"
"Hei Yu is still with you." Tang Yan supported the floor with one hand, his long legs half bent, and his demonic nature was fully exposed.
It was okay not to mention the name Heiyu, but when he mentioned it, Lin Feng gasped: "That bastard, I can't spare him!
"He fucked you?" Tang Yan looked at the time and saw that it was unlikely.
Lin Feng sneered: "I'll go! He dares to have sex with me? That guy has been mysophobic since he was a child. I deliberately vomited all over him. Now he's taking a shower in the back room."
"Oh? That's really a pity." Tang Yan's tone was light, but he appropriately expressed his regret.
Lin Feng was completely shocked: "Where are you now? Come and save me quickly!"
"I'm afraid not." Tang Yan glanced at Feng Xuan: "I'm at Xiaotu's house."
Lin Feng was stunned: "Wangcao! Have you developed that kind of relationship?"
"You're overthinking." Tang Yan corrected him slowly, ignoring the sound of feeding over there, and put the phone back into his trouser pocket. When he looked back, Feng Xuan had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
He was still sitting on the ground, with his arms on the sofa and his head resting on it. His thick eyelashes cast a dark shadow, and his short black hair was stuck behind his ears. He was like a sleeping prince in a fairy tale, clean and beautiful, not messing with the world.
If he hadn't read the information, Tang Yan would almost think so.
But the fact is that this person has experienced too much darkness.
Forced to drop out of school, humiliated, abandoned by loved ones.[
But he lives his life more seriously than anyone else.
Oh, how could Tang Yan let such a treasure go so easily?
Even if he knew, there was a stubbornness hidden in his heart...