your voice is delicious

At night, Tang Tang sat on the window sill of the room and looked out after taking a shower.

The hotel is located next to Fengyuan Lake and is the hotel with the best location in the resort.

And Tang Tang's room is the best of all.

The shape of the hotel has a unique shape, and the raised piece on the left is suspended above the water.

And he lived in the only suite suspended above the water.

It was arranged by Tan Xiaoyu.

As luck would have it, the guy didn't live with him.

When I sleep, I can breathe a sigh of relief, which relieves Tang Tang's tense mood.

Apart from other things, the scenery of Jingluo Valley is really beautiful.

It's a pity that because of the people around him, he can't enjoy the beautiful scenery and delicious food here.

He didn't know what Tan Xiaoyu wanted to do.

If Mu Linshen really came to the resort...

Tang Tang shivered.

In order not to let his thoughts run amok, he clicked on the draft invitation letter he had collected before private message on Weibo.

As soon as I sent a private message for consultation, there was a knock on the door.

Tang Tang frowned slightly, tried hard to restrain the ignited anger, and then took a deep breath.

Get up and go to open the door.

"Push it in." Tan Xiaoyu turned sideways and let the waiter behind him push the dining car in.

Tang Tang didn't have time to refuse.

After the waiter left, Tan Xiaoyu opened the red wine on the dining car, poured a glass and handed it to Tang Tang.

"The red wine is very good, try it."

"...Thank you." Tang Tang took it, took a sip on the edge of the cup, and put it back in the dining car.

Tan Xiaoyu: "We are all adults, you still don't drink alcohol? Red wine is not intoxicating."

"I just don't like drinking."

Tang Tang is now on full alert. He doesn't know what the other party is doing so late.

Tan Xiaoyu shrugged, "Then have a piece of cake, I remember you used to like dessert the most."

"I'm sorry I just brushed my teeth, so I won't eat."

Tan Xiaoyu: "..."

A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, then he smiled and put down the cake he just picked up in his hand.

"Okay, if you don't eat it, don't eat it, let's talk?"

Tang Tang: "... yes."

Coincidentally, he also wanted to talk to Tan Xiaoyu about the upcoming vacation arrangements.

The conversation was not long, and within half an hour, the two of them directly put their needs and goals on the table.

Although Tan Xiaoyu's words made Tang Tang even more confused about this person's thoughts.

"You can draw here, even if you don't go out, but when I invite you to dinner, you can't refuse."

"There are quite a lot of entertainment in the resort. Strolling on the plank road, biking in the forest and so on are also very interesting. We can... OK, I know you don't want to go, then when I go, you have to stay in the hotel obediently."

"In short, you must have me by your side when you go out."

Tang Tang really doesn't understand the purpose of Tan Xiaoyu's doing this, but it sounds within the acceptable range.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

"Okay, I promise you."

"But you have to promise me...don't go to Mu Linshen and say something strange."

He just needs to talk to Xiaoyu to do it.

He and his brother...

There may not be any intersections in the future, and he doesn't want extra complications to arise during this holiday.

"Of course." Tan Xiaoyu smiled, "I didn't come here for him."

After someone left, Tang Tang completely relaxed.

He leaned back on the sofa, looking at the magnificent ceiling, his brain was in a mess.

In short...just go out as little as possible.

With Tan Xiaoyu's guarantee, he was rarely in a happy mood. He stared at the red wine on the dining car and licked his lips.

A taste or two should be fine, right?And it's red wine...it shouldn't be intoxicating.

Tang Tang poured a little at first, and after drinking it slowly, he felt quite delicious.

"It doesn't feel right." He poured another glass.

His stomach was a little empty after just drinking, his eyes shifted to the cake, and he couldn't help but licked his lips.

Sure enough, he couldn't resist sweets.

One bite of cake and one bite of red wine, and after Tang Tang wiped out the bedtime snacks on the dining car, he realized that he seemed a little dizzy.

"…Hey?"

Is he drunk?

While still conscious, he hurriedly wobbled from the sofa and climbed onto the big bed.

Go to sleep when you're drunk, anyway, you don't have to go to class tomorrow.

Hey wait, he just ate something sweet and needs to brush his teeth...

Tang Tang wanted to get up from the bed, but just as he raised his head vigorously, he suddenly lost consciousness and passed out.

In the next suite, Tan Xiaoyu sat on the sofa and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

In front of him, the monitor is the picture of Tang Tang's room.

He installed cameras in the living room, bathroom, balcony, and every corner.

"It really hasn't changed at all."

Tan Xiaoyu deliberately didn't let anyone take the dining car away.

In the eyes of outsiders, Tang Tang, a young master who was born in Rome, lacks nothing.

Always with a calm face, he is polite to others but deliberately keeps a distance.

He thought so too at first.

But when Tang Tang regarded him as a friend, Tan Xiaoyu discovered that the real Tang Tang was innocent, smart, curious, and wanted to try everything.

For him, this contrast is like unintentionally digging out treasures in the world.

He started to worry, started to be afraid, if this side of Tang Tang was discovered by others...

Then he is not the most special person.

However, what he didn't expect was that the real Tang Tang had already been excavated.

This is a kind of defilement to him!

He couldn't bear it, the person who was always by his side turned out to have a "brother" hidden in his heart...

"It's a pity, Tang Tang, you are still too careless." Tan Xiaoyu touched Tang Tang in the monitor, his eyes were full of hot obsession.

In Tang Tang's room, the lake outside the window was rippling.

He forgot to close the window, and the night wind brought a chill.

The body curled up unconsciously, and a sudden warmth attached to his face, and he rubbed against the hands of the visitor.

It whimpered like a kitten.

Tan Xiaoyu's eyes darkened.

It was two years ago that the person in front of me slept so defenselessly in front of her.

He admitted that the initial approach was purposeful.

After his parents made a fortune in business, they became inexplicably interested in art.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any artistic cells.

When my parents met Tang Tang's parents at the dinner party, they were attracted by the unique temperament of the artist.

So, they said to him, go be friends with Tang Tang.

The beauty is to cultivate sentiment, but in fact it satisfies selfish desires.

However, his parents never expected that a child from a musical family would embark on the path of fine arts.

Although they are all art, they are different for his parents.

The music is elegant and flowing, and it can make all the guests stand up and applaud at the banquet.

But painting is not, it is static, and it cannot bring instant benefits.

Tan Xiaoyu knows his parents too well, all art worship is fake, vanity is real.

But he agreed to be friends with Tang Tang from the same high school.

Because he was bored, he wanted to have some fun for himself.

At first, he really looked down on Tang Tang.

Quiet, few words, polite but really boring.

But he is different, "enthusiastic", "friendly", and has many friends around him.

He joined the student union in his first year of high school and became the president of the student union in the second half of the semester.

He has excellent popularity, and the teachers and classmates around him are optimistic and agree with him.

His high school life seemed perfect, except for being a bit boring.

So now, he is especially grateful to his parents for asking him to find Tang Tang as a friend on a whim.

Otherwise...he will miss the Supreme Treasure in front of him.

Tan Xiaoyu himself didn't know what his feelings for Tang Tang were.

friend?Seems like it wasn't in the first place.

... Or Tang Tang's feelings for his "brother"?

No!He is not that type of person!That feeling sickened him.

"What the hell is that..." Tan Xiaoyu's hand caressed the broken hair on Tang Tang's forehead, slightly frowning eyebrows, small nose, and pale pink lips... Finally, it stopped at something that seemed to be able to be pinched with one hand. On the broken white neck.

is possessive.

Tang Tang is his.

Even if someone discovers this treasure before him, he will do whatever it takes to get it back!

"My treasure..." Tan Xiaoyu's eyes were full of greed, he pinched Tang Tang's chin, and rubbed his thumb on the thin pink lips fiercely. Seeing that his lips gradually turned dark red, he revealed A satisfied smile.

"It can only be mine."

It was almost noon when Tang Tang woke up.

He didn't expect that the bottle of red wine last night had such a strong stamina, and he didn't feel it at all when he drank it.

Lips are still inexplicably sore.

"Is it an allergy?" Tang Tang picked up the mobile phone next to the bed and took a picture, and it seemed that there was no serious problem.

Then he saw the WeChat message Tan Xiaoyu sent him.

The devil went out on foot early in the morning, and would come back in the afternoon, so he asked the waiter to bring in his breakfast and lunch.

"Tan Xiaoyu: stay in the room obediently."

Oh, Tang Tang sneered, and sure enough, this is the key point.

Being able to see that person for most of the day, his mood is the same as today's weather, the sun is shining brightly, and there are no clouds in the sky.

Even if you can only sit on the balcony and enjoy the lake view, it feels good.

After asking someone to deliver lunch, Tang Tang lost his appetite after taking a few bites.

His stomach was strange, and he was full after just a few mouthfuls of food.

But for desserts, he seems to have a stomach that can eat, and he can eat a lot without restraint.

He also asked the hotel waiter to bring some pastries. The cakes last night were delicious, and the other styles must be not bad.

With sunshine, beautiful scenery, cakes and black tea, this warm afternoon tea is both sentimental and bourgeoisie.

Then someone suddenly replied to the WeChat message he sent yesterday.

"Mu Linshen: Dear Miss Jinzhu, let's eat chicken together after the holiday!"

There was a crack in Tang Tang's enjoying expression.

He almost forgot business!

In order to maintain his identity as the benefactor, he needs to make some money first!

It just so happened that Weibo also received a new private message, which was the draft request he consulted yesterday.

After reading the other party's request, Tang Tang first selected some works from the phone album and sent them to them.

Then excitedly took out the watercolor painting tools from the suitcase, and prepared to warm up his hands first.

He has the confidence to win this order.

Just when he completed the first draft with a pencil as requested by the other party, he received a new private message.

The drafters felt that Tang Tang's painting style was very fresh without losing details, which was exactly what they wanted.

The other party wants to add him on WeChat for a detailed chat, and we can cooperate without any major problems.

Tang Tang added the drafter's WeChat, and after saying hello, he sent the pencil draft he had just drawn.

"Big White Rabbit: Picture.jpg"

"Big White Rabbit: This is the pencil sketch I just tried to draw according to your letter of invitation."

"Big White Rabbit: Take a look, do you want this feeling?"

"Xiao Zi who is always bald: !!!"

"Xiao Zi who is always bald: contract template.docx"

"Xiao Zi who is always bald: Big! If there is no problem with the contract, give me the address!"

"Xiao Zi who is always bald: I will mail the paper contract today!!!"

On the drawing paper with a corner blown by the wind, it is outlined with a pencil, and the picture of two boys cuddling together and looking at the stars.

Tang Tang was absent for a few seconds, and opened the contract template sent by the other party.

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When talking about someone, you are wrong from the beginning.