"Baby, why don't you introduce me?" Tang Yan actually made a move. He put one hand on Feng Xuan's shoulder and showed a "unique Tang-style smile" towards Jie Ao...
The word "baby" made people at the table start to lower their heads and pick up their integrity. Mr. Tang, that title of yours is enough!
It would be strange if Feng Xuan didn't frown. He glanced at him, stretched out his hand and hugged Tang Yan's waist, as if she was my "woman": "A'ao, this is Tang Yan."
Looking at the movements of the two people, Jie Ao's back stiffened, and he stretched out his hand towards Tang Yan, his voice low: "Jie Ao, Xuanzi's good friend, he has been playing since he was young."
"Tang Yan." Young Master Tang gently curled his thin lips, and his strong fingers were as slender as a pianist who had just finished playing the piano. He shook hands with Jie Ao politely, and added calmly: "Feng Xuan's
My boyfriend is currently living together. If you have time in the future, you can come to our house to sit and have tea."[
"Living together?" Jie Ao's voice became louder, and he looked straight at Feng Xuan with anger in his eyes: "Xuanzi, you already know this path, right?"
Feng Xuan also looked at him, more seriously than ever: "Yes, I'm committed to this path, I just like men!"
"Okay! Just be stubborn! Do you have any idea how chaotic their circle is!" Jieao breathed heavily, raised his head and glanced at the ceiling, his eyes filled with layers of thick fog: "
Xuanzi, listen to my brother, go home and marry a girl, whatever you want."
Feng Xuan laughed softly and said in a numb voice: "Marry a girl? A'ao, are you kidding me? I'm a gy, and I can't handle women either physically or mentally. You asked me what I want, right?
"Pointing at Tang Yan with a white finger: "That's just him."
Jie Ao was shaken all over, turned around and walked away, as if the person behind him was not the Feng Xiaoxuan he was familiar with.
In his memory, Feng Xiaoxuan is still the cold prince in a little black dress, or the young man standing on the school podium reading the student union's manifesto.
No matter which one he is.
They will all focus on themselves in front of so many people.
However, now, it is no longer...
fair enough.
Jie Ao told himself that the child who grew up with him finally stopped being obsessed.
After all, he couldn't give Feng Xiaoxuan what he wanted this time...
There is a song in May that goes like this:
"We were so sweet, so beautiful, so trusting, so crazy and so passionate.
Why do we still have to run towards our own happiness and regrets and grow old..."
Sometimes, it's not that the other person is unimportant, but that one likes men and the other likes women...
The pace was a little faster, and Jie Ao quickly walked away, followed by several bodyguards in black.
Feng Xuan looked at the tall figure from behind and did not move. His long bangs fell down and a dark shadow was just enough to cover his expression.
Tang Yan sighed, reached out and pushed his head into his arms, gently pressed the back of his head, and rubbed it back and forth. His eyes were full of heartache...and jealousy.[
The other people couldn't believe their eyes. Mr. Tang, a super perverted and jealous man, didn't even show his strength in front of his love rival. This is so unreasonable!
Little did they know that Tang Yan had known Jie Ao for a long time. It was because he had known him that he knew how important this person was to Feng Xuan...