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The ground was dark, and the fine and straight suit pants were covered with mud sauce and white filth.

Tan Tianyang looked at the noble young master who was vomited palely, stepped forward and stretched out his big hand to pat him on the back, to comfort him, lest he be choked to death by himself.

The young master vomited for a long time, and it seemed that he finally had nothing to vomit, so he turned his head. His peach blossom eyes were red from vomiting, and they were so wet that they could almost drip water. He only saw a tall figure with a hazy vision. He pursed his lips and smiled, then fell to the ground as soon as his body softened.

"Hey!" Tan Tianyang saw him fall straight to the puddle of vomit, and reached out his hand to catch the person up very quickly. When he saw the pale face of the person who was completely embraced by him with one hand, his thick eyebrows were full. Then wrinkled.

Tan Tianyang was at a loss for a while, this noble young man looked very noble, his waist wrapped around his strong arms was so thin that he could easily hold it with only two hands, his snow-white face was delicate and tender It looks like white tofu.Tan Tianyang didn't look like he was a resident who would live in this area. If he were to be thrown here, he would be stripped to the point where there were no socks left.

Tan Tianyang frowned and thought about it for half a minute, and finally helped him up and walked to his home. After all, he was also a colleague of the company, and it would not be too good if something happened here.

Helping the man to the door of the house, and leaning the very thin but not short nobleman against the wall, Tan Tianyang took out the key and opened the house he rented.

The nobleman seemed to feel that Tan Tianyang's slightly higher body temperature was very comfortable, so he was let go for a while, and then he automatically searched for a heat source and leaned over. Just as Tan Tianyang pushed the door open, the nobleman had already rushed towards him.

Tan Tianyang quickly caught the man, looked down at the head that seemed to feel very comfortable on his chest, and frowned slightly.

What Tan Tianyang rented was a small house with one bedroom and one living room. The small living room was so small that only a dining table and a few chairs could be accommodated, and a sofa in the corner left only room for walking.

He put the man on the sofa in the corner, and was about to stand up straight, but found that the noble young man's long arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, and his eyes were closed against his waist and abdomen.

Tan Tianyang had no choice but to pull his arm off with a little force, and put him down on the sofa.

The noble young master seemed to be very dissatisfied with his action of pulling his arm away, his eyes were not opened, but a pair of beautiful straight eyebrows were tightly knit together, his mouth was slightly pursed, and his whole face looked like he was wrinkling. Looking aggrieved, he gently grasped the air with his empty hands.

Tan Tianyang straightened his waist, glanced at the noble young master, then ignored him, turned and went to the bathroom.

After a while, he came out with drops of water on his face, holding a basin half filled with water and a brush in his hand.

At this time, the young master had already half-hanged himself on the sofa because of his constantly scratching hands, his legs almost kneeling on the ground.

Tan Tianyang frowned, put the basin at his feet, put him back on the sofa, squatted halfway beside the sofa, dragged his feet, and used a brush dipped in water to scrub his dirt. Suit trousers.

After brushing for a while, he suddenly remembered that he had heard people say that some high-grade fabric clothes cannot be washed in cold water, and he didn't know if the suit this nobleman was wearing would be scrapped if he brushed it in cold water.

After he finished brushing the hem of the young master's trousers and tidying up the basin, the sky outside was completely dark, and the young master seemed to have finally fallen asleep, and the whole person fell silent, lying motionless on the sofa It's just that the long black straight eyebrows are still slightly frowned.

3. Three different meals ([-])...

At dawn on the second day, Mr. Gui finally woke up. When he opened his eyes, he felt that his eyes were dry and stinging, and his head also hurt as if being pressed by a millstone. The throbbing pain was very severe.

After lying on the bed for a long time, he slowly sat up, rubbed his dry eyelids, and opened his eyes.

The environment in front of him made him stunned for a moment, and then he glanced sideways at the corner of the room vigilantly.

This is a very clean and simple room, so simple that there is nothing superfluous except for the necessities, such as the iron frame bed under the body, a desk and a wardrobe against the wall, and a handbag in front of the desk. Chairs, and nothing else.

He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, only then did he realize that his suit jacket had been taken off, the belt had been loosened a little, and the originally straight suit pants and shirt had become wrinkled.

He looked down at the clothes, his brows were tightly knit together.

Get off the bed, fasten the belt, push open the door and walk out, only to find that there is a smaller living room outside, which is also clean and simple, with dining table, chairs and sofa, nothing else.

At this time, there was the sound of a key opening the door of the living room, and he immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the door vigilantly.

The door was slowly pushed open, and a tall, expressionless man walked in.

After Tan Tianyang opened the door, he glanced at the young master who was standing in the middle of the living room looking at him with some vigilance, nodded to him, and asked, "Are you hungry? Have some breakfast."

"Who are you?" Your young master looked at him and asked.

"My name is Tan Tianyang." Tan Tianyang didn't care about his stiff tone, and carried a pile of breakfast into the kitchen. After the sound of plastic bags rustling in the kitchen, he left with the repacked breakfast plate come out.

The young master frowned when he saw that he was just messing around with the breakfast and didn't do anything else, and asked again, "Why am I here?"

"You were drunk yesterday." Tan Tianyang didn't like to explain so much, after dividing the breakfast, he sat at the dining table, pushed another portion in front of him, and signaled him to come and eat.

Your son showed that he didn't believe his words, but he didn't show it on his face.

He still remembers a little bit about what he did the night before. For some reason, he found a place where no one would know him to drink alone. When he left, he was stalked by a few gangsters, and then what?What about those bastards?

Tan Tianyang didn't care about his attitude, and started eating on his own.

Tan Tianyang eats quickly, but his movements are not rude. It is the kind of eating that makes people look appetizing.

Seeing that he quickly wiped out half of the breakfast, the nobleman swallowed subconsciously, and took another look at the steaming breakfast prepared for himself. He felt that he was even hungrier. He vomited the first night It was dark, and he was only fed some sugar water when he was put on the bed by Tan Tianyang. At this time, his stomach was empty and he couldn't stand the temptation of any food.

He straightened the cuffs of his shirt, walked to the dining table and sat down naturally, took the breakfast prepared for himself, and said to Tan Tianyang while eating: "My name is Xi Zhaoran."

"Yeah." Tan Tianyang nodded to him while eating breakfast, without thinking too much about his name.

Afterwards, the two ate quietly. Xi Zhaoran felt that he couldn't guess what this person was thinking, and he didn't want to talk to him too much to reveal more information about himself. From the first impression, this person should be a very strict and self-disciplined person. It is unlikely that he is one of those little gangsters last night, and he has a lot of things on him.

Tan Tianyang didn't speak because he was habitually silent.

Tan Tianyang moved quickly, he had already finished all of himself when Xi Zhaoran had only eaten one-third of his breakfast, and he went into the kitchen with his own plate after eating.

Xi Zhaoran was still somewhat uneasy about this person. After he entered the kitchen, he turned his head to listen carefully, but only heard the sound of water flowing into the sink.

After a while, the sound of water stopped, Tan Tianyang walked out and said to him while letting go of his sleeves: "I'm going to work, just put the bowl in the kitchen after you finish eating."

Xi Zhaoran glanced at him, didn't speak, just continued to eat his food slowly and gracefully.

Tan Tianyang still didn't pay much attention to his attitude, turned around and walked into the bedroom, took his work uniform, put it on and walked out.

Xi Zhaoran glanced at his uniform when he walked out of the bedroom, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Are you working in Shengxiong Group?"

"Hmm." Tan Tianyang nodded and didn't express any opinion on this matter.

"You don't know me?" Xi Zhaoran looked at him, narrowing his peach eyes slightly.

Tan Tianyang looked back at him, thought for a while and said, "I met once."

"Oh?" Xi Zhaoran narrowed his eyes, and there was an inexplicable irony in his eyes.

"Last time I sent you to the hospital to hang two bottles of glucose, including the emergency room, the total cost was two hundred yuan." When Tan Tianyang talked about the medical expenses with a rigid face, he looked a little more serious.

Xi Zhaoran was stunned when he heard the words, and he blinked, that's it?

Tan Tianyang had already sat at the door and put on his shoes. He straightened up, looked at the noble young master sitting at the dining table, and thought for a while before saying, "If it's convenient for you, just put the money on the dining table. If it's not convenient..." He After a pause, he took a look at the brand-name shirt on your young master, and felt that he could afford a brand-name shirt, and paying 200 yuan for medical expenses should not be a big deal, but he finished his sentence quite generously, "If it's inconvenient, let's go. Remember to close the door for me."

After he finished speaking, he turned and opened the door, and took it with him after he went out, leaving behind Xi Zhaoran who was sitting at the dining table, still in a daze.

Xi Zhaoran sat for a while in this very simple living room compared to his "home", until the cell phone in his pocket rang, then he stood up expressionlessly, took out his wallet and prepared to draw two pieces of cash to put in his pocket. to the table, but after thinking about it, he put the money he had withdrawn into the