Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

Tan Xiao isn't hungry yet, but he feels sorry for Lalan.

Lazy was injured, the whole cat was sick, and he didn't even bother to eat.

Tan Xiao soaked the cat biscuit into a paste with milk, and coaxed it to eat a small bowl with a spoon.

After eating lazily, I started to sleep again.

Tan Xiao has no appetite to eat, so he stays in the office and turns on the radio to listen to the newbie broadcast.

Lanlan curled up into a ball and slept beside Tan Xiao. Tan Xiao took off his coat, spread the warm coat on the desk, and put Lanlan in it.

With a lazy meow, he retracted into the depths of his clothes.

Tan Xiao's hair was a little wet, so he wiped it casually with a face towel, put on the earphones, kept spinning the pen at his fingertips, and fell asleep on the back of the chair.

Tan Jiping pushed open the door of Tan Xiao's office, and saw a picture of a beautiful boy taking a nap.

Outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, heavy rain is pouring, blurring the distance, tall buildings, and everything in the world.

Heavy raindrops hit the windows with a dull thud.

The temperature in the office is moderate, which is in great contrast to the storm outside.

The person sitting on the leather armchair was not affected at all, his fingers tapped his knees rhythmically, and placed on the other hand of the armrest, the Montblanc pen deftly turned, drawing afterimages.

The black cat is cute and quiet, and the office feels comfortable.

Tan Jiping stopped at the door and didn't come in directly. This long-lost scene made him feel a little bit uncomfortable to be disturbed.

Perhaps it has something to do with the education he received since he was a child. Tan Xiao always presents others with a humble and polite image, and he does things in an orderly manner. It seems that there is nothing he can't handle or can hurt him.

It's easy to overlook that he has a fragile soft interior.

Sometimes, it's so delicate that it hurts.

Tan Jiping put down his lunch on his desk and glanced at the empty trash can.

The knuckles of the thick sleeves tapped the table.

Tan Xiao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, he was half asleep, and beside his ear, the male anchor with a beautiful voice whispered softly in blues and blues:

It's rainy outside, the air is condensed, winter is a season suitable for hugging...

Tan Xiao took off the earphones, Taohua's eyes were filled with a layer of water mist, and his voice was in a trance as if he had just woken up from a first dream.

"How did you come?"

Tan Jiping hooked his ankle, dragged the chair over, opened the lunch box, and the aroma of the food immediately broke Tan Xiao's fairy spirit.

He sniffed, it smelled so good.

Tan Jiping pushed the lunch box over, stretched his long legs, and sat down firmly, "You don't plan to have lunch if I don't come, do you?"

Tan Xiao was simply inexplicable. Although the food was delicious, it was not to the point where Tan Xiao's index finger could be moved.

Mood is a very important thing.

"Mr. Tan," Tan Xiao frowned, "The radio station stipulates that outsiders need to make an appointment to see the staff above the manager level. Do you have an appointment?"

"No." Tan Jiping swayed, "The front desk said that there is no need to make an appointment for food delivery."

Tan Xiao: "..."

Tan Xiao put down his chopsticks, Shi Shiran stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and lowered his eyes, "Boss Tan is so domineering, if you ask me to eat, I will eat it? Then I, the director, will lose face."

"I will definitely make an appointment next time." Tan Jiping stuffed the spoon into his palm, "Director Tan, eat first when you are tired."

"Don't eat." Tan Xiao raised his voice a little, even Lanlan raised his dark head and half-closed his eyes to look at them.

"Don't make trouble," Tan Jiping gave in first, "Eat."

Tan Xiao looked at him without moving, the tips of his hair wetted by the rain were slightly moist, and a few strands of hair stuck to his cheeks, looking a little stubborn.

Tan Jiping had expected such a scene early on, so he didn't get too entangled, and walked around the desk with his lunch box, his deep male voice tinged with flattery.

"Hey, at this point, there is no food in the radio cafeteria," Tan Jiping explained the truth, "Takeaway is also in peak season, so it's hard to order food."

Waiting for the takeaway boy to arrive here, it's past noon before noon.

If you want to stop having stomach problems, you can only rely on support, and three meals on time are the most basic.

Tan Jiping picked up the spoon again.

Tan Xiao leaned his neck back, and the smell of stewed broccoli with tomatoes, which was moderately sour, smelt into Tan Xiao's nose.

Tan Jiping: "Try?"

Lazily raised her front paws and jumped into Tan Xiao's arms, her wet nose arched forward, and she suddenly stuck out her pink tongue to lick it.

Tan Jiping: "..."

Tan Xiao chuckled and rubbed its little head.

Lazy: "Meow meow~"

"Bad cat."

Tan Jiping went out with a spoon in his face.

Tan Xiao sat down, really didn't have much appetite to eat.

He put the laziness back into the den of the jacket, took off a small part of the black socks, the ankles were a little swollen, and the fair skin was slightly red and swollen.

I fell while playing basketball that day.

I was bumped by "Sheqing" a few times, and sprained when I landed, but it didn't hurt very much, so I didn't take it seriously at the time.When I got on and off the car today, I didn't know if it was because of the cold, my ankles hurt like frostbite, but Tan Xiao knew it was not.

"Hiss—" Tan Xiao pressed, brows furrowed.

"What's wrong with you?" Tan Jiping came in with the washed spoon, just in time to hear Tan Xiao's short gasp.

"It's okay," Tan Xiao raised the hem of his sock, put away his injured foot as if nothing had happened, and suddenly remembered the fall of Tan Jiping on his back.

That should be much more painful than this insignificant little injury to his ankle.

Tan Xiao raised his head and looked at Tan Jiping seriously.

Tan Jiping's back was straight, and there was no discomfort in his walking posture.

Still the majestic and hormone-bursting dead look.

Tan Xiao exhaled through his nose, and was about to stand up when Tan Jiping pressed his shoulder.

"Sit," Tan Jiping worried, squatting in front of him and forcefully pulled his foot over to check the injury, "Let me take a look."

Tan Jiping was about to take off Tan Xiao's shoes, but Tan Xiao felt a clear tactile sensation from the soles of his feet, and then pulled his feet back forcefully.

"Let go!"

"Don't make trouble." Tan Jiping held Tan Xiao's calf firmly with his big hand, and took off Tan Xiao's shoes.

"Tell you to let go!" Tan Xiao kicked Tan Jiping a few times, Tan Jiping was as stable as Mount Tai, frowning two thick black eyebrows, with a helpless expression on his face.

"good."

Tan Xiao annoyed: "Tan Jiping!"

Tan Jiping raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with a kind of excitement that Tan Xiao was familiar with.

Tan Xiao was suddenly a little nervous.

He unconsciously clenched the arm of the chair.

In the next second, Tan Jiping rushed forward and hugged him tightly.

Tan Jiping's strong masculinity is overwhelming.

Tan Xiao's eyes widened.

He kissed...him.

They kissed...and.

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I finally kissed it! !

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