Quick wear: when the male protagonist covets the villain

Opening his eyes, Tang Yu stroked his head with his hand, and his body cooled down a lot.Turning his eyes, the black and white bedroom is strange... This is not his room.The man who opened the door verified his thoughts.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Tunan raised his glasses on the tip of his nose and walked in.

Tang Yu struggled to get up and stared at him defensively, "What do you want?"

As soon as he made a sound, his throat was itchy and his voice was hoarse.Tang Yu couldn't help but coughed a few times.Looking up again, in front of him was a bowl of sugar water that the man handed him.

"Last night, you yelled too loudly, and you couldn't help but waste your throat." Jiang Tunan's cold eyes were now undisguisedly hot.

Tang Yu was taken aback, the memories of last night poured into his mind intermittently.It's not as ambiguous as what Jiang Tunan said.

He was just afraid of needles, so he yelled twice at the moment when the needle was stuck in the blood vessel, and passed out from fright.

Glancing at the man with crooked eyebrows, Tang Yu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, her whole leg went limp.

He knelt down in front of Jiang Tunan.

Tang Yu: "..."

"You don't have to thank me so much." Jiang Tunan seemed to be kind enough to help him up, but when he helped Tang Yu sit back on the bed, his hands were still attached to him.

Tang Yu clapped his hands away and rubbed his temples.It really hurts here, "chug chug".

"Drink sugar water." Jiang Tunan had a look in his eyes...

with bad intentions.

Last night, the original owner died because he unpreparedly drank the wine given by the manager, consumed too much, and died.

Tang Yu's eyes were indifferent and vigilant, until the system made a "ding", "The man in front of the host, Jiang Tunan, is the male protagonist of this plane, born with stinky face syndrome and indifferent temperament."

Tang Yu frowned slightly, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think he had a cold and stinky face.Reach out, touch the corner of Jiang Turan's mouth, and bend it.Look, he's not smiling.

Jiang Tunan narrowed his eyes, put down the sugar water, and tightened his fingers slightly.His brows and eyes are even more curved: "Did you regret not having something more interesting with me last night after waking up?"

Tang Yu immediately let go, feeling that he had met a lightly picked guy.Squeezing her leg, she gritted her teeth, feeling real pain, Tang Yu stood up.

"Where are you going?" The man was not in a hurry, and followed behind him leisurely.

Tang Yu said, "Go home."

But when he walked into the living room and keenly saw the crowd of heads outside the window at the door, he took two steps back, "Why..."

The question was raised when he turned around, Tang Yu didn't expect that the man's obviously leisurely pace could follow him so closely.

His eyes gradually deepened, and Jiang Tunan naturally embraced Tang Yu, lowered his body, and was at the same height as Tang Yu, "You also know that as an artist, it is difficult to have your own privacy."

Tang Yu's temples hurt even more, "Do they know who I am?"

Jiang Tunan gently raised his chin, "That's not true. I carried you back when your delicate little face was buried in my arms, and only I could see it."

The distance is too close, and the breath of the two is entwined.

Tang Yu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, unable to bear it.Pushing him away, a little at a loss: "Then what should we do now?"

He couldn't get out, and the information sent to him by the system was that he still had work.What's more, if he didn't work, he would have no place to live.

It is hard for anyone to accept Tang Yu's ups and downs as an artist.

Tang Yu frowned. He suddenly felt that the original owner knew the manager's thoughtful thoughts, but he still drank the glass of wine. The ashtray he kept noticing was probably the original owner who wanted to die with them...