Wealthy old cat, really fragrant online

Tan's mother on the other side of the phone was a little hesitant: "brain...not normal? No way, Gigi, did Tan Sen hurt you? If he hurt you, tell us right away, did you hear me? Tan Sen It’s been so many years, even when we got sick, we didn’t dare to get close...Sorry, it’s hard for you, Gigi..."

Jiang Jiji saw that the topic turned to a heavy direction inexplicably, and immediately said: "No, no! It's okay, Aunt Tan! I'll just ask...how could Tan Sen hurt me?"

Tan's mother sighed: "Jiji, don't embarrass yourself, just tell us if you have anything to do, we will go back immediately, if you don't contact us for a while, tell you Grandpa Tan, he will help you. And Ah Jiji, how long have you been married, why do you still call me Aunt Tan? Should I change my name?"

Jiang Jiji's ears were a little red, "It's... Mom..."

Mother Tan smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, this is good."

Jiang Jiji hung up the phone, thinking of Tan Sen's dress before going out, and thinking of what Tan's mother said, even they dared not approach Tan Sen when he was sick.

To be honest, Jiang Jiji never felt how terrible it would be after Tan Sen's manic attack, or... did he deliberately suppress it in front of him?

Thinking of this, Jiang Jiji sent Tan Sen a WeChat message: How are you?

Tan Sen replied in seconds: It's okay.

Sighing, Jiang Jiji packed up and planned to go to the studio.

When changing into Tan Sen's clothes, Jiang Jiji adjusted his cuffs in the mirror, thinking about buying some men's clothes and hiding them in his closet before he came back at night.

Now that he lives separately from Tan Sen and is not in the Tan family's old house, there is no need to worry that Butler Yan will find his men's clothing when cleaning up the room, and keep wearing Tan Sen's clothes secretly...it's too outrageous.

Because of the accident this morning, Jiang Jiji went out very early, and when he arrived at the recording studio, there was no one there.

He stayed alone in the recording studio, turned on the microphone, and took out today's work tasks to practice over and over again.

Just as he was immersed in repeating his voice over and over again, someone behind him suddenly spoke.

"The way of speaking is wrong, don't you know how to use any skills?"

Jiang Jiji immediately turned around and saw Bi Yanbo coming in with a bag on his back, as if he was not the one who spoke just now, he walked to his seat and sat down, slowly adjusting the microphone.

Jiang Jiji pursed his lips and tried training again, but was interrupted by Bi Yanbo again.

"Can't you teach yourself?"

Jiang Jiji was taken aback and looked at him.

Bi Yanbo leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded, and looked at him with contemptuous eyes, "If you want to do this business, you'd better go back and study hard. You don't even have the foundation, how did you get the job at Shentan Studio?" by luck?"

any luck?

Thinking of Tan Sen, Jiang Jiji lowered his head. When he came home last night, he was only worried about being sad, and sighing while hugging the big cat. He really didn't think to check it out by himself.

At this time, the sound engineer and Yu Ze came in together, they were chatting and laughing, when the sound engineer saw Jiang Jiji, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, he sighed, shook his head and walked to his seat.

It was this silent condemnation that made Jiang Jiji feel even more ashamed and uncomfortable.

Yu Ze walked up and patted Jiang Jiji on the shoulder, mouthing to him, "Don't worry."

Jiang Jiji smiled at Yu Ze, but Bi Yanbo on the other side suddenly gave a cold snort.

It's just that Yu Ze has already started his preparations as if he didn't hear it.

Maybe Jiang Jiji was born to eat this bowl of rice. Today's Jiang Jiji has made a lot of progress compared to yesterday. There will definitely be mistakes, but the face of the sound engineer has improved a lot.

So when I left the studio, it was only after three o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Jiji turned on the phone, looked at it, thought for a while and dialed Tan Sen's number.

The phone rang for a long time, and just when Jiang Jiji thought Tan Sen would not answer it, the phone was picked up, but there was no one to speak for a while.

Jiang Jiji: "Tan Sen?"

Tan Sen didn't answer, and it took a long time before a suppressed gasp came from inside, as if in extreme pain.

Jiang Jiji immediately frowned, "Tan Sen? What's wrong with you?"

Tan Sen's panting came over the phone, as if right next to Jiang Jiji's ear, and he said, "...Come here, I need you."

The next moment, Tan Sen hung up the phone.

Looking at the hung up phone, Jiang Jiji frowned, immediately called a taxi, and reported the address of Tan's building. The next moment, he looked at Tan Sen's clothes, and immediately changed the address to Tan Sen's apartment.

Along the way, he kept urging the driver to hurry up. When he arrived at the apartment building, Jiang Jiji paid the money, got out of the taxi, and ran upstairs.

After entering the apartment, he didn't have time to tidy it up carefully, so he simply changed into a skirt and ran out. He didn't let the taxi go, and asked the driver to wait for him below.

When he entered Tan's building out of breath, he called Tan Sen again, but no one answered.

The front desk lady was taken aback when she saw Jiang Jiji, and immediately called.

And Jiang Jiji didn't bother to care who she wanted to notify, so she ran up the stairs through the crowd.

Still like last time, he climbed the stairs to the second floor, and then took the elevator to the top floor. He didn't have time to tangle with the front desk lady.

In fact, Jiang Jiji was thinking too much. The front desk lady had already been reprimanded, and the call was just to inform the top that Mrs. Tan was here.

The top floor was quiet, and the conference room was empty, and no one saw it for a while.

Jiang Jiji walked gently to Tan Sen's exclusive office and knocked on the door.

"Tan Sen? Are you there?"

No one answered in the office, Jiang Jiji held the handle and turned it gently, and pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered, someone grabbed his wrist and dragged him in.

Jiang Jiji was startled, and the next moment his back hit the wall.

He frowned in pain, but when he saw Tan Sen's dark face, he immediately ignored the pain in his back.

Tan Sen was still wearing that ridiculous woolen hat and a heavy windbreaker, and the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was turned on very low, making Jiang Jiji, who was only wearing a skirt, feel cold.

But Tan Sen's complexion was very bad, his eyes seemed to be suppressed and tyrannical, like a beast that would jump over and eat people at any time.

"Tan Sen? What's wrong with you?"

Tan Sen was pressing on top of Jiang Jiji, staring at him with dark, opaque eyes, and the veins on his forehead were faintly visible.

As if he was enduring something, he slowly lowered his head for a while, and put his forehead on Jiang Jiji's shoulder.

The thin skirt couldn't block the scorching temperature of Tan Sen's forehead, and the wet sweat penetrated the fabric and stuck to Jiang Jiji's skin.

Tan Sen held Jiang Jiji's wrist with both hands, and his palms were covered with sweat. Jiang Jiji didn't struggle. He thought of what Tan's mother said, that every time Tan Sen fell ill, even they would not dare to approach him.

Tan Sen bent down and lowered his head, only then did Jiang Jiji see the mess in the office in front of him.

Basically everything that could be smashed was smashed, and there was a bloodstain on the floor-to-ceiling window directly opposite him.

It was tempered glass, so of course it couldn't be broken, but looking at the bloodstain, Jiang Jiji moved his wrist, trying to break free.

He asked softly, "Tan Sen? Are you injured?"

Tan Sen rubbed his forehead on Jiang Jiji's shoulder, as if shaking his head.

He tightened his grip on Jiang Jiji's wrist, so tight that Jiang Jiji felt pain.

"Don't move, Jiang Jiji, don't move, let me lean on for a while."

Jiang Jiji immediately stopped moving. This was the first time that Tan Sen showed vulnerability to him when he was awake except when he had a cold and a fever.

Such a tall man, when he exposes his fragility to you, is sometimes fatally attractive to people, which represents his trust in you.

Tan Sen pressed on Jiang Jiji, and kept doing this for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice, "Today... I have a meeting with a French partner."

Jiang Jiji moved his wrist quietly, but had to give up when he still couldn't break free.

When he heard Tan Sen say this, thinking of French etiquette, Jiang Jiji immediately reacted, "Is there a woman inside? Did she touch you?"

Tan Sen didn't speak anymore, but Jiang Jiji already understood.

Thinking of Tan Sen just passing by a woman is unbearable, let alone kissing her face to face.

Even if it was just a traditional etiquette, it was a disaster for Tan Sen.

Tan Sen probably endured the whole meeting. If Jiang Jiji hadn't called Tan Sen, Jiang Jiji didn't dare to think how Tan Sen would torture himself.

His wrist was held down by Tan Sen, so he simply turned his head to the side, put his cheek on Tan Sen's ear, and said softly, "It's all right."

Tan Sen was very quiet, leaning against Jiang Jiji, his heavy breathing gradually calmed down.

Jiang Jiji's eyes flickered, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that the hem of Tan Sen's windbreaker seemed to be shaking.

Tan Sen... is he wiggling his ass again?

Could this really be a sign of a manic episode?

Jiang Jiji was a little hesitant, but at this moment, he couldn't help but sneezed.

The temperature in the room was still too low for Jiang Jiji who was only wearing summer clothes. Tan Sen heard Jiang Jiji sneezing, so he straightened up and let go of Jiang Jiji's wrist.

The warm palm on the wrist left, and the cold air immediately rolled up, which made Jiang Jiji a little dazed, and began to miss Tan Sen's temperature.

There was no emotion on Tan Sen's face. If it weren't for the mess behind him, he would not have imagined how crazy and violent the man in front of him was.

Jiang Jiji looked down and landed on the back of Tan Sen's hand, and saw that the protruding knuckles on the back of Tan Sen's hand were all torn, apparently smashing the tempered glass with his bare hands.

He frowned, glared at Tan Sen reproachfully, then stepped forward, approached Tan Sen actively, raised his hand to hold his hand, carefully looked at the wound on the back of his hand, and asked, "Is there a medicine box?"

When Jiang Jiji held Tan Sen's palm, Tan Sen froze, and then slowly relaxed.

After relaxing, the neglected ears and tail come alive.

Fortunately, he knew how to restrain his strength, so the windbreaker was only shaking slightly, and he couldn't tell if he didn't look carefully.

Seeing Jiang Jiji who looked worried, Tan Sen asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Jiji lowered his head and gently blew on the back of Tan Sen's hand, then looked up at him suspiciously, "What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Jiji's eyes look very round when he focuses on people, like a little animal that doesn't know much about the world. No one can imagine how naughty and mischievous people with such eyes are usually.

Tan Sen shook his head slowly and did not speak again.

After finding the medicine box in the office, Jiang Jiji pressed Tan Sen on the only chair that was not injured, squatted in front of Tan Sen, and helped him treat the wound on the back of his hand.

"Just say it hurts."

Jiang Jiji sterilized him with a cotton swab dipped in liquid medicine, and blew a few breaths from time to time, really treating Tan Sen like a child.

In fact, in front of him is a 32-year-old old man who may have some psychological problems, an old man who is violent and destructive.

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