The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

"Baby, why don't you introduce me?" Tang Yan really made a move, put one hand on Feng Xuan's shoulder, and showed a "Tang-style unique smile" towards Jie Ao...

The word "baby" made the people at the table bow their heads and pick up morals. Young master Tang, your title is enough!

It's no wonder Feng Xuan didn't frown. He glanced at him, stretched out his hand, and wrapped his arms around Tang Yan's waist, as if this was my "woman": "Ah Ao, this is Tang Yan."

Seeing the movements of the two people, Jie Ao's back stiffened, and he stretched out his hand towards Tang Yan, his voice was low: "Jie Ao, Xuanzi's good buddy, he has been playing since childhood."

"Tang Yan." Young Master Tang curled his thin lips gently, his strong fingers were as slender as a pianist who just finished the piano, he shook hands with Jie Ao politely, and added calmly: "Feng Xuan's Boyfriend, currently living together, you can come to our house to sit and drink tea when you have time in the future." [

"Cohabitation?" The voice became louder, looking straight at Feng Xuan, with anger in his eyes: "Xuanzi, you just recognize this way, don't you?"

Feng Xuan also looked at him, more serious than ever: "Yes, I will accept this way, I just like men!"

"Okay! Just be stubborn! Do you have any idea how messed up their circle is!" Panting roughly, Jie Ao raised his head and glanced at the ceiling, his eyes were filled with thick fog: " Xuanzi, listen to brother, go home and marry a girl, you can do whatever you want."

Feng Xuan smiled lowly, and said in a numb voice, "Marry a girl? Ao, are you joking? I'm a gy, and I can't treat women physically or mentally. You ask me what I want, right? Pointing at Tang Yan with a white finger: "That's the way he is."

Jie Ao was shaken all over, turned around and left, striding like a star, as if the person behind him was not the Feng Xiaoxuan he was familiar with at all.

In my memory, Feng Xiaoxuan was still the cold prince in the little black dress, or the boy standing on the school rostrum reading the declaration of the student union.

No matter which one he is.

In front of so many people, I will always focus on myself.

However, now, no more...

fair enough.

Jie Ao told himself that the child who grew up with him finally stopped obsessing.

After all, this time what Feng Xiaoxuan wanted, he couldn't give it...

There is a song in Mayday that goes like this:

"We were so sweet, so beautiful, so convinced, so crazy and so passionate.

Why do we still have to grow old in our respective happiness and regrets..."

Sometimes, it's not that the other party is unimportant, but that one likes men and the other likes women...

Stepping a little faster, Jie Ao quickly walked away, followed by several bodyguards in black.

Feng Xuan looked at the tall figure and didn't move. His long bangs fell down, forming a shadow, just enough to cover his expression.

Tang Yan sighed, stretched out his hand and pressed his head into his embrace, gently pressed the back of his head, and rubbed it back and forth, his eyes were full of distress...and jealousy. [

The rest of the people couldn't believe their eyes. Young master Tang, a super perverted jealousy, didn't show his strength in front of his love rival. This is too unreasonable!

How did they know that Tang Yan knew about Jie Ao long ago, and it was because of this that he knew how important this person was to Feng Xuan...