Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

Tan Xiao was surprised by this not-so-large building within a building.

Every brick and tile here, every detail, seems to be tailor-made for him, the flowers and plants on the balcony, the decorations in the living room, and the decoration, there is nothing that is not pleasing to the eye.

"Go in and have a look." Seeing that he liked it, Tan Jiping was overjoyed, and pushed him into the room.

Tan Xiao was slightly surprised, and understood immediately after entering the room.

"I designed and arranged this place, right, Mr. Tan?"

"Yes." Tan Jiping nodded, doubting: "You...remember?"

"No," Tan said with a smile, taking off his shoes, "Intuition."

This place is simply an ideal nest copied from his mind, and it is part of his lost memory.

He didn't like to wear slippers, so he stepped in with shallow socks. The floor was covered with a thick carpet, which was soft. Tan smiled and moved his toes.

Tan Xiao doesn't like to wear slippers. After a long time, he doesn't wear them much with Tan Jiping, especially in this house, how can his shoes stain the carpet that Tan Xiao bought.

He didn't wear them either.

Tan Xiao's parents are both highly educated people, well-spoken and well-mannered.Influenced by the family environment since he was a child, Tan Xiao's elegant foundation has been laid down in this way. He has always walked softly and slowly, with an elegant gait. Compared with many impetuous modern youths, he has a different taste.

The waist swayed slightly, the hips swung, the slender legs lifted and the soles of the shallow white socks fell forward slightly. The black sports pants were pushed up slightly, and slid out a little, revealing the white ankles, and slowly stepped out. A pleasing step, really beautiful.

Tan Jiping was fascinated.

"... Mr. Tan? Mr. Tan?"

A palm waved in front of Tan Jiping's eyes.

Tan Jiping came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Tan Xiaoqu pointed to a smile, and gave him a "dong" sound, "Where did the soul go?"

"It's on you." Tan Jiping said.

Tan Xiao was taken aback, then flicked his finger again, and said with a smile, "Yo, I can't tell, Mr. Tan."

"Let's go," Tan Xiao took the lead, "Go upstairs and have a look."

Tan Jiping watched Tan Xiao walk up the stairs slowly, using his familiar posture and pace, pieced together his sweet dreams, and more than half of them came true.

very nice.

I don't remember how many times he sighed, Tan Jiping caught up with Tan Xiao, folded his arms together, lowered two steps and hugged Tan Xiao's waist, and put his face on his back.

The floor heating was turned on at home, and the air conditioner was also turned up to high temperature. Tan Jiping felt that he was unreasonably hot.

Tan Xiao didn't know what he was thinking, he stood still and Tan Jiping quietly hugged him for a while.

Tan Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at his feet. The people behind him were hot, infecting him through his clothes.

Bang bang, bang bang, I don't know whose heartbeat it is.

Tan Xiao needs to use traditional Chinese medicine to soak his feet at night. Tan Jiping brought a massage basin, poured the traditional Chinese medicine that had been boiled for an hour into it, and left it for another 10 minutes. When the temperature was right, he brought it to Tan Xiao's feet.

There is no live-in nanny at home, Tan Xiao doesn't like it, and Tan Jiping doesn't like others to disturb their two-person world, it was like this before, and it still is like this now.

There are only two people in the building, Shuang Tan, as before.

Tan Xiao has been used to being served by him these days, from resisting at the beginning to being indifferent now—resistance is futile.

Tan Jiping took off Tan Xiao's socks, and Tan Xiao's entire sole was held in his hand, it was white and tender, the toes and soles of the feet were light pink.

Tan Xiao moved his toes, put his hands on the side of the bed, and looked at Tan Jiping with a smile.

"Hi, Mr. Tan."

Regarding Mr. Tan's name, Tan Jiping can't correct it. Tan Xiao always calls him that, with a lazy tone and a bit of intimacy.

Tan Jiping is very useful.

I don't know if Tan Xiao did it on purpose.

He often does little things like "seduce" intentionally or unintentionally, which is exactly the same as Tan Xiao who just "hooked up" with him back then.

However, Tan Jiping is very fond of this set.

That pair of peach blossom eyes, that frown and smile all succeeded in attracting his attention.

Tan Jiping didn't reveal it or remind him, waiting for the day when his lover embraced him again, and no longer drifted away from back to back.

He splashed water on Tan Xiao's feet, looked up at him, "Huh?"

Tan smiled, put his toe down, and splashed a few drops of water on him, "Wash together, it's so comfortable to soak your feet."

Tan Jiping stopped his movements, only his glistening white foot and the blinding smile remained in his eyes.

"Let's go together," Tan Xiao laughed secretly. Tan Jiping's ears were red, and his thin short hair on both sides couldn't cover it at all. He deliberately softened his tone, and his tone was seductive, teasing him, "Let's go together, come on."

Tan Jiping paused for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his head, and scratched the soles of Tan Xiao's feet. Tan Xiao immediately burst into laughter, trembling with laughter, and fell on his back on the bed, trying to pull his feet back, but was caught by the palm like an iron wrist, so he had to keep moving Ah moving want to break free.

"Naughty!"

"Hahahahaha!" Tan Xiao laughed and burst into tears, twisting his body to avoid, "Hahahahahahahaha! I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Tan Xiao kicked the water several times indiscriminately, Tan Jiping wet his face and upper body, and laughed too.

Lying lazily at the foot of the bed, he watched his masters wash their feet so coldly that they had to take a shower again.

Going out for too long during the day, washing his feet and playing around, Tan Xiao was weak and tired, and his eyelids were closed when he came out of the bathroom. In the end, it was Tan Jiping who carried him back to the bedroom.

The bed was so comfortable that Tan Xiao fell asleep on the soft mattress as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Tan Jiping took the initiative to sleep in the guest room, and Tan Xiao slept well by himself, but he would be startled when he turned over and couldn't touch anyone.

Still the same sentence, the hospital is used to it.

In the hospital, Tan Jiping shared the same bed with him on the grounds that there were no spare beds.

They separated again suddenly, feeling a little unaccustomed and at a loss.

... Overwhelmed?

Tan Xiao shook his head.

Not so much, right?

After tidying up a bit, Tan Xiao was going to watch the radio station.

Laziness has been hanging on him since he changed his clothes.

Tan Xiao went down to the living room on the first floor, where Ouyang Yun and Meng Lin were both there.

Meng Lin and Tan Xiao knew each other, but who was Ouyang Yun?

Tan Xiao looked at Tan Jiping in the open kitchen. Tan Jiping was already dressed neatly, wearing a bright yellow Donald Duck apron that didn't fit, and two pieces of bread jumped out of the toaster.

Meng Lin greeted Tan Xiao first.

Tan Jiping turned around, holding two lettuce leaves in his hand, ready to make a sandwich, and frowned, "Why did you get up so early? Did I disturb you?"

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I'm sorry... I'm so sleepy... I will fix it tomorrow, thank you for your comments, I love you~~