Who uses the soymilk maker in the early morning

Answering very coldly, Yu Yanchuan didn't give him a chance to repent, and immediately picked up his mobile phone to send a message to He Mingming.

Remember the unspoken rules of getting along, and don't provoke Tan Xu when he pretends to be a good person.

It was the first time for Yu Yanchuan to visit the VIP living room on the third floor. The spacious room was covered with dark brown soft-surface carpet, which looked different from ordinary guest rooms.

As soon as he stepped through the door, his value rose sharply.

The small sofa can only accommodate one person, but there are only two small sofas in total.

This is what He saw when he was brought up by the waiter tomorrow. The two sat on the suede sofa facing each other. he.

Several waiters filed in, and brought in a small sofa from nowhere, which was placed between the two of them.

He Mingming didn't have much dealings with Tan Xu, and in his opinion, this scene required a long series of polite greetings.

But Tan Xu didn't intend to talk to him too much. He propped his head on one hand and stared out of the window in a daze.

He was a little trembling when he sat down.

The three of them looked at each other in silence, and the waiter brought in a fruit plate and put it on the round table.

Yu Yanchuan's mobile phone was the first to break the silence.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the tense He Mingming finally breathed a sigh of relief, followed his movements, took out his mobile phone, and started playing games openly.

The message was sent by a friend who He Ming introduced to him.

"Brother Chuan, there is no 531 in the parking lot or nearby. Tan Ming only has one car, which is indeed 886."

With the expected answer, Yu Yanchuan was almost sure that this matter had nothing to do with Tan Ming.

He replied: Thank you for your hard work.

The unembarrassed and unembarrassed atmosphere lasted for a long time. Halfway through, Tan Ming sent someone up to ask about the situation, but Yu Yanchuan thought that he just wanted to see if the two of them had done any indecent things on the Tan family's territory.

The event ended quickly, and the banquet would continue until later. According to He Mingming's experience, this part of the content has nothing to do with them juniors, so it can slip away.

Yu Yanchuan went downstairs to find Yu Xinghai, and many strangers greeted him when he passed the outer hall. It seemed that Yu Changyu had a wide social circle.

Yu Xinghai felt a headache when he saw him, avoided a few acquaintances and scolded in a low voice: "Where are you going to fool around in such a hurry? You really haven't learned anything from your brother..."

With a flick of his eyes, he paused when he saw the person standing behind Yu Yanchuan: "Xiao Xu?"

This time it was Yu Yanchuan's turn to have a headache, and he didn't even know when Tan Xu came with him.

The relationship between the two of them is quite secretive, and he has no intention of letting Yu Xinghai find out that they are having an affair for the time being.

Yu Yanchuan stood aside and forcibly continued the conversation: "Then I'm going back."

"I'll go back too, we're going to go back together." Tan Xu interjected calmly, then rolled his eyes and smiled, "Uncle Yu."

"Hey." Yu Xinghai hastily responded twice, and then looked at Yu Yanchuan with piercing eyes, "Meet Xiaoxu? He looks like a big brother, don't let him send him off."

"I don't want to be with him... okay." Yu Yanchuan's forehead twitched, and he didn't want to refute his father's face at this time, so he turned his head and said to Tan Xu, "Then I will see you away?"

Tan Xu wore that unmistakable smirk: "Brother Yanchuan, please."

If you have the ability, you can still call it that later.

Yu Yanchuan had a toothache hearing him speak, turned around and walked out.

"Xiao Chuan has a different temper than his brother." Yu Xinghai added a few words to him later, "Can you guys still chat? You are also children of the same age."

He didn't listen carefully to the rest of the content. Tan Xu's ability to follow people's hypocrisy and subterfuge was superb, and he knew that it was all the same set of words.

He unbuttoned the cuff button with one hand, went out from the side door of the hotel and went around to the parking lot, Tan Xu followed behind him not too far away.

"Let's go now?" Yu Yanchuan opened the car door and turned on the air conditioner first.

Tan Xu tore off his collar and lowered the car window: "It's boring to stay here, so just go. Go to the sea view apartment."

"Aren't you going back to the dormitory?" The car started, hot wind poured in along the window, and collided with the air-conditioning, Yu Yanchuan glanced, "Close the window."

"What am I doing back to the dormitory in this suit? It looks like I'm pretending." The wind made Tan Xu's hair a little messy, and he grabbed a handful, "Wait until you get out of the hotel before closing it. Why don't you let it go first?"

Yu Yanchuan found that the two of them were chatting with bright ideas, so he just shut up and didn't speak.

The road leading to Jinzi Square finally became smoother. Tan Xu rested his arms on the window sill, and orange street lights and red car taillights flashed before his eyes. Even the billboards on the roadside looked tired in the night.

It was past twelve o'clock when we got home, and before Yu Yanchuan could change into his slippers, Tan Xu pushed him and staggered against the cabinet.

"Aren't you tired?" Yu Yanchuan didn't bother to resist anymore, and let him pinch his neck and bite.

Tan Xu has been thinking about this all night. It is rare to see Yu Yanchuan tidying up like a person. This opportunity must not be missed.

The lingering relationship between the two at the door failed to penetrate into the bedroom. Yu Yanchuan had a set of strict home hygiene rules, and he had to wash his hands and change his clothes before climbing into bed.

But this process only finished washing his hands. Tan Xuqiang insisted that he was not allowed to change clothes, and compromised and changed the location to a sofa under strong condemnation.

Yu Yanchuan didn't mind it.

A suit is an adrenaline-fueled situational outfit, especially a disheveled suit.

The curtains were still wide open, and there were only a few small bright spots cast by the moonlight in the dark room. In the chaos of being unable to see at night, Yu Yanchuan turned over, leaving only a shirt hanging on his body alone.

Tan Xu came over to grab his hand with his belt, and he subconsciously dodged it. Before he could open his mouth, he heard a familiar voice from the next door.

"Om-"

Yu Yanchuan admitted that this made him less interested.

He pulled out a hand to pick up the phone: "Damn it, it's been quiet for half a month, why did you fix it as soon as you came back?"

The belt turned in one direction in the air, beating mó, fǎ, xúe, yuàn, making a sound on his leg.

A burst of numbness made his whole body itchy, and Yu Yanchuan immediately threw the phone back on the coffee table, regaining his interest.

It is not without benefits to have the noise of the soybean milk machine as a cover, at least you can shout unscrupulously without fear of being heard by the neighbors.

After a lot of tossing, his last bit of strength was squeezed out, and Yu Yanchuan closed his eyes exhausted.

But Tan Xu suddenly leaned down and said in a normal tone: "I remember you asked me whose car 531 belonged to last time?"

Yu Yanchuan forced himself to open his eyes again.

Tan Xu lifted his chin and looked at him seriously: "I know."

If it wasn't for being unable to move both hands, Yu Yanchuan would have wished to punch him away.

"Can't you pick a time? I just want to sleep now." He said through gritted teeth.

Tan Xu didn't care about his attitude, pressed his fingers on his Adam's apple, and pushed back Yu Yanchuan's last insult.

"It's Lin Yu's car." He said.

Yu Yanchuan was stunned.

The ambiguous teasing in Tan Xu's hands kept sliding down his chest, but his tone was as calm and calm as if he was negotiating business with Tan Ming: "He came to Jinzi Square today and said he would pick me up on the way, I can't shirk it, he It was the black 531 that picked me up."

"Do I... know him?" Yu Yanchuan asked at last after being speechless for a long time.

He imagined many situations, but he never thought that it would be this unknown passerby.

A classmate of Tan Xu, whom he had only met once, who had nothing to do with him, followed him over and over again. This person was either idle or out of his mind.

Tan Xu pulled off the crumbling tie and covered his eyes.

The eyes that had just adjusted to the darkness were deprived of sight again, and he turned his head, feeling weightless for a moment in a trance.

Tan Xu whispered in his ear: "So the first time you met, he drove downstairs with you in a car, and he didn't leave after the whole rainstorm."

Yu Yanchuan's mind is in a mess like a bombed garbage dump. Two days ago, he still focused on the fitness coach Xiao Zhou. How come he has become Lin Yu now?

He couldn't connect the doubts together for the time being, and he didn't have time to take care of other things. The place Tan Xu touched was hot, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Have you noticed this car for a long time? Then he was eyeing you before the rainstorm." Tan Xu tore open a new condom package.

Yu Yanchuan was startled when he heard this voice: "I won't come, go to bed first——Why are you talking so sourly, I don't even remember what he looks like."

While cursing, he was thinking about Xiao Zhou. If he woke up from sleep, he would definitely forget about it, but his hands were still tied together by the belt, so he simply turned his head and shouted: "Siri, send a message to He tomorrow, Let him ask Xiao Zhou out."

Tan Xu straightened his face.

Yu Yanchuan couldn't see him, but Tan Xu's voice sounded angrily: "You're not sleepy at all, are you?"