After the wrong marriage, I can't leave

Cheng Bin, who was outside, heard the movement and walked in. Seeing the two people embracing each other, he retreated silently, took out his mobile phone, and called Tan Wai Gong to report his safety.

Tan Yue's dizziness frightened everyone. In fact, nothing happened. He was hospitalized for observation for another day before being discharged.

Facts have proved that without Tanyue, the sky will not fall in Wan'ou. Several executives quickly stabilized the situation, and finalized the final plan and sent it to Tanyue. He only needs to look at it, sign it, and it's OK. up.

Tan Yue recuperated at home, and when Song Linchu was not paying attention, he quickly browsed through the final plan, and signed it after confirming that there was no problem.

He had just finished signing on the ipad when he heard Song Linchu come in. Tan Yue immediately hid the ipad under the chair. The chair has a cushion that hangs down to the floor, so you don't have to worry about being exposed.

Mr. Tan didn't expect that he would become like this one day, it's really a bit miserable.

"Brother," Song Linchu walked in, "It's Valentine's Day!"

Tan Yue gave a "hmm" and said, "I have reserved a seat at Yunxi."

Yunxi is a club in Haidu that is famous for its candlelight dinners. It takes a high-end route and has become a dating destination for celebrities and rich people over time. Whenever it is Valentine's Day or Qixi Festival, it is very difficult to book a seat.

Of course, President Tan is on the move, not to mention a position, even if he wants to book the venue, it is easy.

Song Linchu had also heard about this place, and he blinked: "Brother, are you asking me out for Valentine's Day?"

Tan Yue raised his eyes, looked at Song Linchu with deep eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Do I have this honor?"

Song Linchu: "..."

The stinky straight man hits the straight ball again!

It's a pity that Song Linchu this time is not the Song Linchu who was knocked out of his mind by a straight ball last time.

The current him is Niu Colu Song Linchu.

"You just got out of the hospital today, what's the appointment!" Song Linchu changed his face instantly, and said fiercely, "Don't even think about going anywhere these days, just stay at home and rest."

"...Really not going?"

"Don't go!" Song Linchu's attitude was very firm, "Brother, you should drink porridge at home."

"..." Tan Yue's mouth twitched.

"And," Song Linchu winked at him, "Where is the candlelight dinner?"

Tan Yue raised his eyebrows.

Song Linchu also raised his eyebrows at him, and said mysteriously, "Go and catch up on sleep, wait for my arrangements."

Tan Yue replied in a low voice: "Okay."

After Song Linchu went downstairs, he spoke to Butler Liu and gave all the servants a holiday.

In the fresh-keeping cabinet in the kitchen, there are ready-made ingredients brought in by air in the morning, all of which are fresh. Song Linchu picked out some edible and easy-to-digest foods from Tanyue, and started to get busy in the kitchen.

Today is Valentine's Day, probably also the busiest day for Song Linchu's mobile phone. The mobile phone in his pocket kept vibrating, so he simply put the mobile phone on the sofa in the living room and let it vibrate by itself.

Tan Yue went to sleep again and woke up, the fatigue caused by staying up all night was basically driven away.

He is in good health and keeps exercising even though he is busy at work. He is not sub-healthy like many white-collar workers who sit in the office. Moreover, the food in Tan's family has always been good and balanced.

So this time, apart from shocking everyone, the fainting was actually nothing wrong with him.

It's just that Song Linchu was terrified, so he stayed at home peacefully and was watched by him, which made him feel at ease.

When Tan Yue went downstairs, Song Linchu was still busy in the kitchen.

It's getting dark now, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains in the living room are half drawn, blocking out a lot of light. Under the dim light, on the sofa in the living room, the mobile phone screen is very obvious.

Tan Yue thought that someone was calling Song Linchu, so he walked over to pick up the phone, intending to take it to the kitchen for Song Linchu.

But when he picked up the phone, he realized that it wasn't a phone call, but... Valentine's Day greetings and confession.

Song Linchu is good-looking and has a good temper. He is also a university bully. He is completely a god-level figure in school. He can't be said to be a heartthrob, but there are still a lot of fans.

In this kind of ambiguous festival, there will naturally be some little jiojio who will stretch out the temptation.

As soon as Tan Yue picked it up, a message popped up on the screen.

Zhang Ziji: Senior Song, happy Valentine’s Day, long time no see, what I want to say to senior is hidden in the time of posting this message (shy) (shy)

Tan Yue subconsciously looked up at the time, it was 5:20 in the afternoon.

Tan Viet: ...

You are quite good at playing!

At this time, the phone vibrated again, it was still Zhang Ziji.

Zhang Ziji: I hope the senior will give me the answer of the time of this news (expectation) (expectation)

Mr. Tan put his phone on the sofa expressionlessly. If there was a sound for his expression at the moment, it would be: It's getting cold, let Mrs. Zhang go bankrupt.

He walked into the kitchen, and the kitchen was filled with a strong aroma. Tanyue hadn't eaten well for a while, and he had been drinking porridge when he came back. Now he smelled the aroma of food, and his index finger moved a little.

Song Linchu heard him enter the door and said, "Brother, you've woken up, just wait another 10 minutes and everything will be fine!"

Tan Yue asked, "Do you need help?"

"Hmm..." Song Linchu thought for a while, "Then you pick a bottle of red wine from your wine cabinet."

"okay."

Tan Yue turned around and went out to prepare wine, Song Linchu finished the last dish, set the plate, and took it to the fourth floor.

There is a terrace on the fourth floor of the villa, where the owner can drink coffee. The view is particularly good. Song Linchu placed the flowers ordered by delivery, and under the guidance of the housekeeper Liu, he found various candles from the storage room And candlesticks come out and light on.

Tan Yue had already sobered up, and went up to the fourth floor under Song Linchu's instructions. When he saw the extremely romantic candlelight dinner under the night, he couldn't hide his surprise on his face.

Without him, Song Linchu's candlelight dinner was decorated romantically and beautifully, with a particularly good atmosphere, not at all inferior to the carefully arranged candlelight dinners in high-end restaurants, but even more warm.

"Brother, Happy Valentine's Day."

Song Linchu stood in the flickering candlelight and smiled at him. The warm yellow candlelight covered him with a hazy veil, which made his bright appearance even more beautiful, almost unreal.

Tan Yue was dazzled by such Song Linchu, and then a smile appeared on his usually indifferent face.

"Happy Valentine's Day."

"Brother, come and sit down." Song Linchu came over and pulled him to sit down.

Tan Yue put the red wine and the decanter on the table, and the dishes on the table were carefully arranged. Song Linchu was probably born with cooking skills and full of skills. Such a Western-style cooking method did not bother him. The phase is not worse than that of a high-end restaurant.

"This candlelight dinner is not bad." Song Linchu praised with a look of anticipation.jpg.

Mr. Tan didn't have a straight man looking for him, so he nodded and said, "It's better than Yunxi."

It's a pity that Mr. Tan's rare warmth from a straight man still stepped on the thunder. Song Linchu looked at him and said angrily: "How do you know? Did you go there for a candlelight dinner with some goblin?"

"..."

Tanyue quite enjoyed someone's arrogant behavior, and patiently explained: "The candlelight dinner is just one of their selling points, not all of them. I have eaten there with customers."

"That's it."

Tan Yue said "hmm", picked up the decanter, poured red wine into the glass in front of Song Linchu, and was about to pour his own glass too, when Song Linchu stopped him: "You can't drink it!"

Tan Yue's hands stopped, and Song Linchu suddenly picked up a medicine jar from under the table and poured it for him: "You drink this."

A faint scent of medicine spread, and Tan Yue asked, "What is it?"

"Herbal tea, isn't it similar to red wine?" Song Linchu looked smug, "Just pretend it's a red wine bar."

Tan Yue: "..."

You are very clever.

Song Linchu picked up the cup and said, "Come on, brother, cheers."

Tan Yue picked up the cup and touched him.

Song Linchu took a sip of red wine, he was not addicted to alcohol, and he didn't like to drink normally, so he couldn't taste the quality of the wine, but he couldn't help asking: "Brother, is this wine very expensive?"

"Generally, less than 7 digits."

Less than 7 digits, less than 7 digits, less than 7 digits... This sentence endlessly circulated in Song Linchu's mind, and then he said in his heart, less than 7 digits, then That's hundreds of thousands!

Such a small bottle of wine costs hundreds of thousands, is he drinking wine?

He drank gold!

Song Linchu knelt down to the rich.

This candlelight dinner, which could have been supported by hundreds of ingredients, was greatly increased by this bottle of wine.

Moreover, Tan Yue originally woke up two people, he couldn't drink it, and Song Linchu didn't want to waste it, so he drank it all.

The stamina of the red wine is very strong, when Tan Yue felt that someone's word order was wrong, it was already too late.

Under the unburned candlelight, Song Linchu's face turned red, and his eyes were covered with a layer of misty drunkenness.

—obviously drunk.

"Brother," someone looked at him and began to talk drunkenly, "You have become so much, you have 1, 2...6 brothers!"

"..."

It's getting dark, here is the terrace, although there is a warm wind blowing from inside, but it can't resist the chill, Tan Yue is afraid that he will catch a cold, so he walked over and said: "It's cold here, go back to the room first."

"Wait! I haven't delivered the gift yet."

Tan Yue raised his eyes slightly.

Song Linchu fished in his pocket and took out a delicate box with a ribbon tied into a flower.

He handed it to Tan Yue with a smile: "Here!"

Tan Yue took it over: "Thank you."

"Open it and have a look." Seeing that he was about to put the box away, Song Linchu hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and said.

Tan Yue removed the ribbon on the top as he said, opened the box, and when he saw the jewelry box inside, he felt that the gift for the two of them might be too heavy.

Under someone's expectation, he opened the jewelry box, but was taken aback.

What was contained in the box was not what he imagined, but an exquisite suit brooch.

The pattern of the brooch is clusters of silver pine needles, forming a unique shape, dotted with a blue gemstone, like stars arching the moon, elegant and delicate, suitable for wearing at dinner parties or some formal occasions. I will lose my share.

"You designed it yourself?" Tan Yue asked.

"Yes," Song Linchu's eyes sparkled, "Do you like it?"

Tan Yue nodded: "I like it very much."

Song Linchu immediately smiled, and stretched out his hand unceremoniously: "What about my gift?"

Tan Yue looked at the slender and slender hand in front of him, raised it to hold it, and said in a low voice, "I didn't bring it up in the downstairs room, let's go down and have a look."

"Oh, that's fine."

Song Linchu stood up with the help of Tan Yue's hand, shook his body twice, and said, "I'm so dizzy."

Tan Yue supported him: "Let you drink so much."

"Hmph, who told you to pour so much wine, almost 100 million wine, you are willing to waste it."

"..." Ask him if he is willing to be beaten.

"Stand still."

Tan Yue said in a low voice, after he stood still, he turned around and blew out all the unburned candles before he helped someone and got on the elevator.

He didn't go directly to the second floor, but took someone to the first floor first.

If you are so drunk, you have to drink something to sober up first.

Song Linchu was very drunk and very obedient, so he was asked to sit on the sofa, and he sat obediently. Tan Yue turned and went into the kitchen.

It's a pity that in the area of ​​cooking, Mr. Tan's skill point is 0, and he can't cook any hangover soup. The servants are also on vacation. He called Butler Liu, and under the guidance of Butler Liu, he made a cup of the simplest honey water.

When he came out of the kitchen with a cup of honey water, Song Linchu was still sitting where he was.

It's just not in the right state.

He sat on the soft sofa, holding a pillow in his arms, like a person walking alone hugging his only thing, sad and lonely.

Song Linchu's gaze was fixed on the front, as if he was in a daze, or in some kind of sad mood.

"Yanyan." Tan Yue called him by his nickname.

When Song Linchu turned his head, Tan Yue realized that his eyes were full of sadness, as if he was about to lose something important, and he was terrified and sad.

Tan Yue walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm so sad." Song Linchu said in a muffled voice.

His voice was muffled and vague, and Tan Yue felt uncomfortable hearing it, and said, "Come and drink the honey water, and you won't feel uncomfortable."

"......Oh."

Song Linchu took the honey water and obediently drank all the water in the glass. Tan Yue put the glass aside and took him upstairs and into the room.

"Sit here, I'll get it."

Tan Yue helped him sit on the small sofa in the room, and just about to turn around, Song Linchu suddenly hugged his waist in a sitting posture, and buried his head in his clothes.

"Brother," Song Linchu said in a dull, hoarse voice, "don't leave me."

"I won't leave, I'll get you a present."

"No gift!" Song Linchu rubbed his head in his arms, "I just want my brother."

"..." is too clingy.

Moreover, this rubbing position is not generally dangerous. Mr. Tan, as an older single young man who has no sexual life, can't stand the fire at all.

Not to mention...someone he likes.

However, just as he reached out to push Song Linchu away, someone who sensed his intention immediately tightened his hand.

"Don't leave me," he murmured and repeated, "brother, don't leave me, okay?"

It is said that being drunk is the truest expression of a person's emotions. Such an insecure Song Linchu makes Tan Yue unable to resist at all. There is only one thought in his mind: Song Linchu loves him so much.

More love than he felt and imagined.

Boss Tan didn't know at all that a certain drunk was thinking that he was about to burp, and he couldn't bear him, so he kept telling him not to leave him over and over again.

This time he fainted, which really frightened Song Linchu, and made him intuitively feel that Tanyue was so close to death.

And he was reluctant to die.

The two of them communicated across servers, and they didn't feel anything wrong at all. It's just that Tanyue was being rubbed back and forth by Song Linchu, and the little Martian quickly became a fire, and there was a tendency to start a prairie fire.

His voice was low and hoarse: "You let go first, I really won't leave, if you don't believe me, you can hold me."

"But," Song Linchu said in a low voice, "I held my mother's hand, but she still left."

"..." Is this the same thing?

Mr. Tan got the effect of standing at attention by him, Song Linchu You didn't know it, hugged him and muttered: "Brother, your belt broke me."

"..." This is the speech of an innocent male college student.

He was wearing home clothes, where did he get the belt.

Is this part of your belt?

But the more ignorant the other party is, the more deadly he is, and Mr. Tan's belt is even worse.

He stared deeply at the head buried in his abdomen, and coaxed: "Then let me change a pair of pants first, okay?"

Song Linchu hugged him tightly: "I don't."

"..." Tan Yue was tortured to death by him.

Fearing that something will happen if this continues, he can only forcefully break Song Linchu's hand, and just took a step back, Song Linchu chased after him in panic as if he had lost something important.

As a result, due to drinking too much, my head was dizzy, my left foot and right foot tripped each other, and the whole person jumped forward.

Tan Yue was taken aback, and hurried forward to catch him, but there were no drunks, and they grabbed him relentlessly when he was about to fall. Tan Yue was dragged by him, and he couldn't stand firmly, so he threw him down on the ground.

Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the ground, except for a dull "dong", it did not cause any substantial damage.

Song Linchu lay on top of him, and seemed to be stunned too. With his hands on his side, he raised his head, shook his head, and said, "I'm so dizzy."

"Did you hurt from the fall?" Tan Yue asked him.

Song Linchu didn't answer, he tilted his head, looked at Tanyue who he used as a cushion, and suddenly said: "Brother, you are so handsome."

"..." Did you change the script?

Tan Yue pursed his lower lip, he didn't know if he was handsome or not, but he urgently needed a brother in the bathroom.

He was about to coax someone away, but Song Linchu blinked and said, "I want to kiss you."

As he spoke, regardless of Tan Yue's willingness or not, he bent down and pressed his lips on Tan Yue's.

The young man came down with the smell of wine, and his soft lips kissed him chaotically, irritating the old man's weak line of defense.

Tan Yue clasped his hands on his shoulders, not knowing whether he wanted to push or pull him in a little bit.

"Brother," a few minutes later, Song Linchu finally stopped his dangerous behavior, raised his head, looked at Tan Yue, with a bit of pleading in his eyes, "You kiss me too."

"..." This really killed the old man.

Tan Yue couldn't hold back anymore, he pulled Song Linchu's head off, and kissed it...

......

Originally, Tan Yue was just too tempted to control himself, and wanted to kiss Song Linchu.

But drunkenness is probably contagious, kissing and kissing, the body is aroused with the most primitive yearning, coupled with someone's desperate teasing, he couldn't control it at all.

He felt that he was also drunk, otherwise how could he have picked up the young man who was dizzy from his kisses, put him on the bed, and bullied him again?

"I'll give you one last chance to push me away." Tan Yue's voice was hoarse, like a dormant beast.

Song Linchu tilted his head innocently. Although some people were drunk, his deep-rooted subconsciousness was still there.

For example, Tan always can't.

Another example is that he is a terminally ill patient, and he cannot be pushed away, otherwise he will leave him forever just like his mother.

Therefore, he looked at Tan Yue's deep eyes that seemed to want to tear him apart, although he shrank back a little in fear, but he didn't think Tan Yue would do anything.

Song Linchu reached out and hooked Tan Yue's neck: "Don't push brother away."

Tan Yue: "...Are you sure?"

"Well," Song Linchu tightened his hands, "I want to be with my brother for the rest of my life."

"Okay," Tan Yue lowered his head and kissed the tip of his nose, "We'll be together forever."

......

......

Song Linchu didn't feel that something was wrong at first, but when he was turned over and lay on the pillow, he felt that something was wrong.

However, the rare gentleness of the stinky straight man and the brain dominated by alcohol made him quickly put this idea behind him...

Until, the belt broke into a place where he had never been visited by anyone.

Song Linchu finally woke up half of the wine belatedly, he grabbed Tan Yue's hand: "Brother, brother?!"

However, the arrow is on the string, let alone brother, it is useless to call him father.