I took the fine script for the role of suffering

When Zhao Fei said that, he never thought that Lu Tan would agree.

Objectively speaking, the two are actually not familiar with each other at the moment, and they can barely be called new friends, not even classmates. If they are suddenly invited to stay overnight, whether it is out of politeness or convenience, most people are I won't agree, especially Xiaoqin's younger brother and uncle's house, which is a better option for staying.

But saying that sentence on purpose is actually the same as going to a distant relative's house to pay New Year's greetings during the New Year. The other party desperately keeps you for dinner when you leave, but others are trying to show the host's enthusiasm for politeness. He just wanted to say such a good thing. Get ambiguous.

Even after Lu Tan declined, he had already thought about how to answer - really not coming?Well, but I have never lived alone at home. In such a big house, there is only one person at night. I am afraid when I think about it, Xiaoqian, you are the best.

It's just that the development of things...is different from what he expected.

After nearly half a minute of silence, Lu Tan stretched his body, his thin lips moved slightly: "...Thank you."

Zhao Fei: "Haha...thank you for what?"

Lu Tan: "I'll bother you that weekend."

"!!!"

Before the young man looked at him in a blink of an eye, Zhao Fei quickly restrained his expression, tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, with an enthusiastic and considerate look, he waved to the driver in front of him: "Uncle Zhang, let's go home directly, no need to go forward..."

"It's almost here," Lu Tan looked away again, his voice was a little hoarse, "I'll go back and get a change of clothes."

Zhao Fei: Ci'ao... Seriously!

The mood was very complicated for a while. Of course, it is impossible to be unhappy. Zhao Fei liked Lu Tan very much, no matter when he was reading a book or when he saw him after wearing a book.

Before passing through the book, he hadn’t had a good relationship until his death because of his career, and in the end he was covered in blood in the car. At the end of his life, maybe he was alone and unencumbered. On the contrary, before the consciousness disappears, it is a pity that there is not even one person who misses in the world...

Using this method to disgust Lu Feng is not his real purpose in hooking up with Lu Tan at all.

He wants to disgust others, and he will not sacrifice himself at all.

It can only be said to be by the way!

For Lu Tan's various actions, his own perception is just to see the color.It was the first time he saw such a person that he liked everywhere, the more he looked at it, the more interesting he found it, and he thought about it, and he wanted to have a meal, and after thinking about it for a long time, he wanted to fall in love, it was as simple as that.

But it's obviously not the right time now, his mentality is as stable as an old dog, and he can't harm such a pure and good young man.

The car continued to drive forward, and soon arrived at the high-end residential area where Lu Tan was located.

After the driver parked the car, Zhao Fei went down directly with Lu Tan. Without waiting for the other party to ask, he said kindly that he wanted to go up and help him get things together.

Lu Tan's jaw was tense, his expression was no different from usual, and he led him up quietly.

Lu Qin's house is on the flat floor of Jiangjing, and the interior decoration style is very poetic. After entering, Zhao Fei stared at an oil painting hanging in the living room.

Although the Lu family is a tycoon in the business world, but if you look at it early, it is also a very scholarly family. One of the ancestors was a great-grandfather who used to be a royal painter for the court. Later, whether it was the two sons of the old man or the grandson later, he basically knew how to use a brush. In the end, they would ask someone to teach painting, trying to recover the artistic talent inherited from their ancestors.

Sadly, none.

On the contrary, Liu Wenni, who married Lu Tan's father, is a well-known painter.

The oil painting hanging on the wall is of a little prince. The painting style is very abstract, but the use of colors is very interesting. It is so interesting that it is so eclectic. I can't help but continue to look at it after one glance, but...it looks like a children's painting .

At first Zhao Fei thought it was because he didn't understand art, and when Lu Tan poured water for him, he stared at the painting and boasted embarrassingly.

The other party's reaction was a little strange. After being dazed at first, he looked at him for a while with red ears.

Zhao Fei thought that the praise was right, and continued to increase his efforts: "The composition is very special and exquisite! The little prince is so cute. I think this painting should appear in your mother's art exhibition. Your mother is really good at it." painting!"

Lu Tan: "..."

After Lu Tan went to the cloakroom without saying a word, finished packing up and changing his clothes before taking him downstairs, Zhao Fei gradually realized that something was wrong.

In the elevator, he asked in a low voice, "Xiaoqin, that painting can't be you..."

"No." Quickly vetoed, very awkward.

Zhao Fei: This expression... is not just a ghost!

"It's beautiful, Xiaoqin," Zhao Fei tried his best to make up for himself, "It's just so beautiful, that's why I thought it was your mother's painting at the first time."

The other party glanced at him and said nothing.

It's not good-looking, Lu Tan always knew it was not good-looking, but because it was drawn when he was a child, his mother insisted on hanging it in the living room as a souvenir.

All the elders who came to see him as guests thought that the little prince he painted was himself.

They also joked: "Other children like to draw fish and cats, even if they draw people, they also draw a princess who says they want to marry when they grow up, Xiaoqin, why are you so narcissistic about drawing yourself?"

The young Lu Tan didn't want to talk to them at all.

Treat all little boys as little princes, only they are so casual and childish!

There are not so many little princes at all, there is only one little prince.

The little prince is very honorable.

He is not a little prince, he can only exercise well, he must make himself the best fighter in the future, and then find the real little prince, open up territories for him, and personally protect him wherever he goes.

If he doesn't marry and returns home, he can be with his little prince forever.

When Zhao Fei praised that painting, no one knew how exaggerated Lu Tan's heartbeat was, it was almost unbearable, almost blushing, and at the same time kept disgusting and regretting his poor painting skills back then, The painting is too casual, so Zhao Fei only sees this level of painting now.

Until Zhao Fei said that the painting was drawn by his mother...

In the elevator, no matter how much Zhao Fei made love, Lu Tan didn't speak.

Zhao Fei regretted it very much, thinking that brother Xiaoqin was upset because of this incident.

At this time, the elevator made a "ding" and arrived at the underground parking lot.

The door opened slowly, and the silent young man beside him raised his hand instinctively, wanting to wait for him to go out before following him.

In the end, Zhao Fei thought he was really angry, and if he wanted to ask him to leave, he didn't go to his house.

I don't mean to ask someone to come, but normal decline and angry change of mind are two different things.

Especially with a personality like Lu Tan's, I'm afraid he will stay far away from him in the future if he gets angry.

Zhao Fei: That!Sample!No!Can!by!

Without even thinking about it, two thin white hands eagerly stretched forward, instantly hooking the young man's strong and strong arms firmly, and before the other party could react, hurriedly pulled them out lightly.

The strength is limp, as if coquettish: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, Xiaoqian, I really mean nothing...don't play tricks on me?"

Lu Tan's body froze into a stone.

After the initial surprise, that handsome face quickly blushed.

"Xiaoqin, don't be angry..."

Lowering his eyes, Lu Tan looked at the handsome young man who kept muttering and begging him, and for the first time lost his senses.

Fortunately, the car was parked nearby, and Zhao Fei took advantage of his coquettish skills to successfully pull the person to the place. He was about to use his other hand to open the door when his arm was suddenly pinched tightly.

Turning his head, he saw Lu Tan turned his face away, took a step forward with his long legs, leaned over, opened the car door, and let him in with his head protected.

Zhao Fei sat down slowly, looking at him eagerly through a car door.

But the other party didn't even look at him anymore, and strode to the other side of the car door, opened the door, leaned over, bowed his head and closed his jaw, went up, and sat down stiffly.

Someone at the side tugged at his arm, shaking with joy: "Xiao Tan, I knew you wouldn't be angry."

The car starts to move forward.

The Adam's apple in the boy's shadow rolled violently.

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Second watch, good night! ! !