The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

"I'll go downstairs to buy medicine and help you deal with it." As if he didn't realize the ambiguous atmosphere at all, Feng Xuan put his hands down and went downstairs with the keys and mobile phone. Holding a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray.

Sitting on the sofa, Tang Yan rarely restrained his arrogance and thoughts, and quietly looked at the person who sprayed the medicine for him.

The injury was caused by Feng Xuan, and he felt ashamed after all. After dealing with Tang Yan's wound, he took out the quilt and notebook, and then pointed to the bedroom: "You go to sleep inside, I will sleep on the sofa."

The floor of the house is made of wood, covered with black carpets. Feng Xuan likes to sit so casually. He has changed his clothes a long time ago. He is wearing a big white T-shirt. Even if he doesn't bend over, he can still see his beautiful collarbone.

Tang Yan sat down beside him with a smile, followed his example and took out the business notebook from his bag and put it on his lap. [

The two logged on to QQ at the same time, the news on Little Penguin was one after another, and Aite on Weibo had already broken through a thousand. After all, the god chased people too blatantly, and the girls talked in private, 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."

"Record the episode?" Tang Yan replied to the QQ message with one hand, while asking casually, with no intention of avoiding it at all: "It just so happens that I want to record it too, so we can play together?"

Feng Xuan raised his eyebrows and nodded.

They are all men, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. There is no passionate scene on it, it is just a sweet life, and the recording is relatively brisk.

But before the recording was finished, Tang Yan's phone rang. On the other end of the phone was Young Master Lin's characteristic ruffian accent: "Tang Yan, is there anyone like you buddy? You actually left me and left by yourself!"

"It's not that Hei Yu is with you." Tang Yan supported the floor with one hand, his long legs were half bent, his demon nature was fully revealed.

It's okay not to mention the name Hei Yu, but when it was mentioned, Lin Feng gasped: "That bastard, I can't spare him!

"He fucked you?" Tang Yan looked at the time, it was impossible.

Lin Feng snorted: "I'll go! He's the only one who dares to fuck me? That guy has been obsessed with cleanliness since he was a child. I vomited on him on purpose. Now he's taking a bath in the back room."

"Oh? That's really a pity." Tang Yan's tone was light, but he expressed his pity appropriately.

Lin Feng was completely furious: "Where are you now, hurry up and save me!"

"I'm afraid not." Tang Yan glanced at Feng Xuan: "I'm at Xiaotu's house."

Lin Feng was stunned: "Wasao! Have you all developed that kind of relationship?"

"You're overthinking." Tang Yan corrected him slowly, and put the phone back into his trouser pocket regardless of the sound of "hello, hey, hey". When he turned around, Feng Xuan was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

He was still sitting on the ground, with his arms on the sofa, his head resting on it, his thick eyelashes cast a shadow, and his short black hair stuck behind his ears, like a light-sleeping prince in a fairy tale, clean and beautiful, not disturbing the world.

If he hadn't read the information, Tang Yan would almost think so.

But the fact is that this man has experienced too much darkness.

Suspended from school, humiliated, and abandoned by loved ones. [

But he lived more seriously than anyone else.

Heh, how could Tang Yan easily let go of such a treasure?

Even if he knew, there was an unruly thing hidden in his heart...

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