Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

Just when I was worried, Tan Jiping came over.

"Huh? Why are you here?"

"Oh, it's not that if I don't come, you forget the time to eat."

Tan Jiping took off two deerskin gloves, bent down and hugged Tan Xiao, "How are you doing today?"

Thinking of the bursts of grievances that turned into heartache not long ago, Tan Xiao saw that Tan Jiping was suddenly particularly unpleasant.

He glanced at the person coming, suddenly hugged his chest, and lazily said: "It's okay."

Tan Jiping paused calmly when he took off his coat, and glanced at Zhao Xu with doubts.

Zhao Xu was at a loss. Seeing the situation, he hurriedly found an excuse to pull Meng Lin Xianshiun.

After the office door was closed, Tan Jiping hung up his coat, and first touched Tan Xiao's forehead.

Tan Xiao squinted, his thick eyelashes trembled, and his thin lips parted slightly, "I don't have a fever."

He paused every word, and the tone and words were disgusting and clear.

Tan Jiping: "..."

What stimulated my baby?

Tan Xiao tapped his toes, and the swivel chair turned half a circle, throwing Tan Jiping behind his back.

Tan Jiping held the two armrests, fixed the swivel chair, and fixed Tan Xiao inside by the way.

"Unhappy?" Tan Jiping looked down at him, "Who messed with you?"

Tan Xiao frowned, "I'm hungry, let's eat."

He stood up and left the swivel chair.

Tan Jiping tried his best, until before he left, Tan Xiao still looked like he was not interested in him.

Tan Jiping knew that he had not coaxed him well.

The radio program that Tan Xiao didn't intend to join this morning was a live broadcast. After Tan Xiao's name was added to the guest column, the chat fans went crazy, and the microblogs of several parties were full of inquiries and congratulations.

Although the voice of crusade against Tan Xiao has disappeared temporarily on the Internet, it does not mean that there is none.

Tan Jiping was very afraid that something would happen to him.The blood on the ground, the sleeping prince, was like a nightmare, and Tan Jiping was so scared that he didn't dare to do it again.

"Smile." Tan Jiping carefully kissed Tan Xiao's finger, "Promise me, don't go out until I come to pick you up."

"En." Tan Xiao nodded slightly, Tan Jiping held the back of Tan Xiao's head, pressed his forehead against his, and said in a low voice, "Good boy."

Tan Jiping left in peace, Tan Xiao hummed lightly, and called Qian Yutong.

"Master Director!" Qian Yutong was startled.

"Pingshen." Tan Xiaoxiao said, he briefly told Qian Yutong about the venue, Qian Yutong said that it was a small problem, he would be the bad guy, and he would send a notice saying that the show would be changed to the first night of work next year.

"Except for the year-end performance, when will the dinner start?" Tan Xiao asked.

"The official start at seven o'clock, and the transition at eight o'clock, the imperial capital is beautiful, let's go together!" Qian Yutong replied.

"No problem." Tan Xiao hung up the phone, and immediately called Luo Feng who was rushing back, "Young man, where are you?"

"Get off the plane! I'll be here soon! Let me go home and take a shower first!"

"Okay," Tan Xiao said softly, "I'll wait for you on the radio station, come change your dress."

……

Four p.m.

Qian Yutong was very excited, packed up and got off work early, and came with the clothes still in plastic sleeves.

"Can I go?"

Tan Xiao was listening to a radio broadcast, writing and drawing with a pen. Hearing this, he smiled lowly, hung his earphones around his neck, and frowned.

"The young man hasn't arrived yet, you go and change your clothes first."

Qian Yutong took out an extra set from the back of the black suit like magic, and gave it to Tan Xiao, "I prepared it for you."

"No need," Tan said with a smile, "I have it."

Qian Yutong blamed, "Tsk, I prepared the dresses for you for the banquets and receptions you usually attend, but you don't want mine this time. I'm jealous. Let me have a look first."

Shaking his head, Tan Xiao showed it to him. It was a white suit. The cut was simple and smooth, and it fitted well.

Qian Yutong turned over the collar and looked at it. There was no trademark, but the tailoring and stitching showed that it was indeed a handmade suit.

Is the handmade suit bad now?So quickly do it?

Qian Yutong was puzzled.

"Mr. Tan said that I made it before." Tan Xiao touched the gold-plated cufflinks engraved with his initials, "It's a pity that I left and never had a chance to wear them."

The suit was prepared by Tan Jiping, who originally planned to give it to Tan Xiao on the anniversary of their acquaintance that year.

As a result, the suit was not finished yet, and the two separated.

If the master who made the suit didn't call, Tan Jiping wouldn't remember it either.

After the suit is finished, it is left at home. This time, it lasts for four years.

Tan Jiping kept the whole suit, ironed and hung in the closet, just straight.

But as soon as he closes his eyes, he can imagine the gentle and elegant demeanor of Tan Xiao wearing it on his body.

Keep it, no one will wear it, and Tan Jiping will not let others wear it.

He was as stubborn about keeping the suit as he was about keeping their unoccupied home intact.

He had also hoped that the owner of this suit would come back and put it on, walk up to him in a personable manner, and, as always, deliberately raised a charming smile and asked him if he fell in love with him again.

The clothes were discovered by Tan Xiao when he accidentally looked through the closet.

Tan Xiao fell in love with the very beautiful suit at a glance, and dragged Tan Jiping who was squeezing the juice over to ask who it belonged to.

Tan Jiping said it belonged to him. Suddenly, his eyes felt hot. He took off his apron and took it to dry cleaning overnight. Without a trace of wrinkles, I have been busy for most of the day.

Finally, shake him out of his sleep and let him try it on.

Fortunately, Tan Xiao's figure has not lost its shape in recent years, and it still fits well.

Tan Xiao touched the cuff button again, where his name was engraved secretly.

He stopped his fingers, and he thought of Tan Jiping's red eyes when he watched him try them on.

this man...

Tan Xiao touched the floating marks on the carvings, and his heart softened a bit.

Qian Yutong compared the two suits.

The white dress is elegant and pure, and indeed it suits Tan Xiao better than black, so Qian Yutong gave up and went to the bathroom to change it for him.

Before Luo Feng arrived, Tan Jiping's people arrived first.

Holding the computer files, Meng Lin was obviously still in a state of madness, "Director Tan, Mr. Tan is working overtime for a meeting, and he will rush over as soon as he is done. Don't go out alone, you must, you must." Wait for Mr. Tan! Cut! Remember!"

After speaking, I sat on the sofa and got busy.

Qian Yutong and Tan Xiao looked at each other, yes, the supervisor is here.

Qian Yutong thought that Tan Xiao and Tan Jiping had said that there was no year-end performance, so he didn't ask any more questions, changed his clothes and went first.

"Speed ​​up," Qian Yutong patted Tan Xiao on the shoulder, "Wait for your drink."

……

When Luo Feng came, Meng Lin was scrambling on the sofa and kept calling.

Tan Xiao shook his palm at Luo Feng who had just opened the door, and said with his lips: Don't-come in.

Luo Feng closed the door lightly.

Tan Xiao tapped the corner of the table with a pen, Meng Lin looked over, Tan Xiao smiled softly, "Go to Laoqian's office to work, there are more complete office supplies, and you can do it faster."

Monlin hesitated for a moment.

"I'll wait for you here." Tan Xiao smiled innocently and sincerely, "I'll find someone to take you there, Secretary Qian—take Secretary Meng to the director's office."

Qian Yueqian suffered from severe sleep deprivation, his face was stinky, and he had no patience at all. He casually gathered Menglin's things together and held them in his hands, and strode ahead, completely ignoring Menglin who was worried and followed behind.

The voices of Qian Yueqian and Meng Lin disappeared in the corridor, Tan Xiao closed his notebook, picked up Lanlan, put on his clothes and handbag, opened the door, found Luo Feng, and pushed him away.

"Brother Feng! Go, go!"

Luo Feng: "Hahahahaha!"

The author has something to say:

Ahhh!As soon as I want to update the article, I have something to do T^T, sorry for the lateness, the next chapter is another stupid author's happy smile and drunk 2333