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Bie Han had been thinking about Zhu Qunfei during the day, and didn't devote too much energy to the kiss that his body betrayed his brain. It was only now that he was relieved that Zhu Qunfei was fine, and this matter was brought up again.

In fact, he was reckless. This was just a thought that took root in his heart, but he didn't know how it broke out today. In an extremely depressed mood, seeing Tang Zhuojian, he couldn't help expressing something strongly , I'm still afraid of losing, even if I say let it be, I'm still afraid of losing.

It wasn't until they got home that they both ran into each other in the living room after washing in silence. Tang Zhuo saw that they were all covered by the shadow in front of him as they moved left and right, so he calmly broke the silence first: "Well, who will take care of Zhu Qunfei at night?" ?”

"Li Shiguang." Bie Han said, he had been standing here, blocking Tang Zhuojian's way.

The light in the living room was not turned on, and the desk light in the bedroom was shining brightly, accompanied by the faint moonlight.

"Time Lee?"

"Well, I called him, and he bought the fastest ticket to come over." Bie Han explained.

Tang Zhuojian nodded slightly, didn't ask much, tried to leave again but was pulled back by Bie Han: "Tang Zhuojian." His tone was a bit hasty.

"What's the matter?" Tang Zhuojian asked calmly, but he was not calm at all. Some kind of strange emotion came to his throat, but he pressed it back, and his body felt a little numb.

Even in the last relationship, he didn't feel so strongly.

Say yes to him, get close to him, hug him, kiss him.All the answers were running rampant in my head.

Gently rubbing the skin that was caught, the touch of skin-to-skin contact was infinitely magnified, Bie Han lowered his eyes and said softly: "What I mean, should be expressed very clearly, right?"

Some words can't be said too bluntly, otherwise it will destroy the atmosphere it should have. Tang Zhuojian knew what he was asking, hesitated, hesitated for a long time, then nodded and said: "Well, but I, I don't want to just play around .”

He just held his hand like that and didn't let go. Biehan approached him, his voice was very soft, almost leaving a breath in his ear: "I told you, I really mean it, I don't think so. I'm playing with you."

The sound seemed to pass through a loudspeaker in the quiet night, and he was about to hear his ears ringing. Tang Zhuojian closed his eyes: "I... I will think about it for a while, is it okay?"

"Ah."

Such a question itself does not give an answer other than the promise.

Bie Han suddenly burst out laughing, and asked in a deep voice, "Does this count as a refusal?"

If I want to refuse, I have already refused, and I still wait until I go home with you?Tang Zhuo turned his head and said seriously: "It doesn't count."

Bie Han still held him, and didn't let go, Tang Zhuojian didn't know what to do, he could only let him hold him, and couldn't tell what he should do at this time.

Then Bie Han laughed out loud, and directly pulled him closer, and felt that it would be better to be closer than this, so he hugged him completely in his arms.

"Fuck, I haven't promised you yet, are you taking advantage of this?" Tang Zhuojian said sullenly, but he didn't move, his heart beat up and down, and he didn't know whether it was his or his for a while.

"It's not taking advantage." Bie Han pulled him away a bit, before he could react, he lowered his head and kissed his lips again, and caught Tang Zhuo Jian by surprise.

It's just a kiss in the true sense, breathing intertwined, heart beating faster, soft touch blooming on each other's taste buds, slightly opening the mouth and tongue to participate in it, long and affectionate.

After a while, Bie Han let go of him, not caring at all when he saw the other party blushing for the first time, and said softly: "This is it."

Seeing that his closed eyes were unwilling to open, Tang Zhuo didn't know how to face it, so he could only take two steps back, pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

Bie Han put him within arm's reach, approached him, and said in a low voice: "Tang Zhuojian... I like you and I will give you time, but in the end, you still have to promise me and stay with me, okay?"

good or not?

Unprecedented tenderness, tightly pulling his emotions, Tang Zhuojian held his breath, almost disarmed, his throat moved, and finally mustered up the courage to stretch out his hand to push Bie Han away, and said lightly: "I'm going to sleep, Good night."

"……OK, good night."

Tang Zhuo saw that he was still lying on the sofa bed, covered his head with the quilt, and couldn't fall asleep with his eyes open, so he breathed a sigh of relief after a long absence.

And Bie Han, who thought he was reckless not long ago, became reckless not long ago.

The same thing affects two people.

Tang Zhuojian felt that Bie Han's name was quite right, and if he was not familiar with him, he would feel that he was just like his name: Han, but at this point, he would only combine his surname.What a gentle person, at least he is.

Zhu Qunfei was hospitalized, and several people in the recording studio took turns to visit him. It was called visiting, but it was actually going to a theater. He spent all the worries accumulated by a group of people over the years. Everyone wanted to settle accounts with him, such as——

Tang Moyan bought a KFC family bucket, sat at the end of the bed and ate slowly.

Wen Haishan bought fragrant chicken wings and rice, and sat at the end of the bed to enjoy it alone.

Ma Yi bought Zhu Qunfei's favorite pork patty with dried plums and vegetables, and sat at the end of the bed, chewing on it.

Next to it, there are mango panji, soaked chicken feet, spicy strips, pearl milk tea, spiked potatoes, etc.-junk food exhibition.

Wen Haishan also imitated the lines of a famous NPC in World of Warcraft: "Snacks, snacks, lucky stars, and toys, I have everything you want, Wanderer!"

Zhu Qunfei shut himself up.

Fortunately, his work is finishing.Tang Moyan, who was entrusted, helped him complete the last point, saved it, and emailed it to the client. After turning off the computer, he came out and met Tang Zhuojian who was wandering around in the recording studio.

"What are you doing walking around here? Sexy Tang Zhuo Jian is circling online?" Tang Moyan asked, "Stop shaking, I'm dizzy."

Tang Zhuojian glanced at him strangely: "Are you still like this at your age? Is it unbearable to take two more steps?"

"What's wrong with me at this age? I am not at this age. I have worked so hard for this recording studio to often talk about business, contact with agents, and serve as a connection between this world and another world. Do you think there are only a few people who can communicate with others? Don't Han? Doesn’t he kill people? Zhu Qunfei? Doesn’t he kill anger? Wen Haishan? Forget it, he knelt down without saying a word, Ma Yi? You’re so stupid, heck, you can’t even imagine how important I am Do you think anyone can do the work of soul translation?" Tang Moyan dismissed them very much, and felt ashamed that they didn't feel their own weight, and only knew how to talk about their age.

"Yeah, yes, yes." Tang Zhuowian replied perfunctorily, and by the way, he took a newly bought cute lot from the bag on the table next to him and gave it to Tang Soul Translator Moyan, "It's really hard for you Come on, come on, how cute is this, give it to Comrade Tang Moyan, who is the oldest and most difficult here, in recognition of his great contribution to the recording studio, even if no one understands him, he will still stick to it and pledge his allegiance to the death, Day and night, he bears a heavy responsibility to take care of us and protect this place. I also hope that he will dedicate his youth to this place for ten years in the next day, oh no, for the rest of his life. Here, I only represent those who he helped The souls that have passed say thank you to him, thank him for being like a hardworking gardener, sowing notes of love for countless trees that are about to die, the world cannot live without him, we cannot leave him, applaud again, hope he is as cute as this super cute Cute, this one is so cute, only a soul translator who is well versed in the world deserves to have it!" After speaking, Tang Zhuo Jian applauded.

"Crack clack clack clack."

"..."

After Tang Zhuojian finished speaking, Tang Moyan's face turned green, his lips trembled for a long time, and he stammered, "You, are you a devil?"

"No, just to commend your contribution, right? Soul translator?" Tang Zhuojian continued to applaud expressionlessly.

"So I just said one damn sentence and you said ten sentences?!" Tang Moyan yelled, and found that he had just taken it in a daze. It was so cute, and he felt extremely hot for a while, and wanted to throw it away.

Tang Zhuojian didn't take it seriously, he just followed his words and answered a few words, what's wrong?

Tang Moyan was defeated, he cupped his hands and said: "I lost, I lost, let me say goodbye, I can't accept you, a monster!"

"Don't worry, no one can accept me." Tang Zhuojian showed a patterned smile. He has been asked this question by many people, and there is nothing new.

Xiao Hui has much more fighting power than Tang Moyan, so why don't you just call him a monster and cute Tang submissively.

No, how did he, a big man, have anything to do with the word "monster"?

Tang Moyan looked at him resentfully, snorted, and managed to hold back a Taiwanese accent: "Huh? Si! I don't even think Si! Which little brat was kissed so badly that day that his soul won't fade away." Sex!"

Bringing up the old story again, Tang Zhuojian no longer felt the embarrassment he had at that time. He nodded his head and said quite seriously: "Mmm! Yes, I am only a little kid, and I am already going through these sweet troubles, you Woolen cloth?"

"..."

"Tang Zhuo sees that you are a devil?" Tang Moyan said numbly.

Tang Zhuojian: [smiling].

Tang Zhuojian used to be a polite, well-behaved and good student. Ever since he and Zhu Qunfei had a common topic in the game and became familiar with him, he became more and more irritable. To the extent, all of this is Zhu Qunfei's fault, Zhu Qunfei's fault!Tang Moyan thought angrily.

ELC blame king: Zhu Qunfei.

Enough of the fuss, let's get down to business, Tang Moyan asked about the situation that day: "Did you - deal with your relationship?"

"What's the deal with it?" Tang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, at a loss for what to do at the time, but when he thought about it later, he felt that his reaction was particularly embarrassing.

Tang Moyan coughed: "For example, are you together?"

"No ah."

"Then when are we together?"

Tang Zhuojian glanced at him with disgust: "What? Do you want to take on the job of a matchmaker?"

“你大爷的，我就关心一下现代年轻人的爱情生活好吧？”唐墨砚装腔作势要揍他，却不料刚刚一直虚掩着的门被推开了，别寒走进来，瞥了一眼两个人, said casually: "The same surname is Tang, he is a young man in modern times, and you are an old man in ancient times."

Tang Moyan was about to go wild, but Bie Han answered flatly: "Don't be dissatisfied, the name proves everything." After speaking, he picked up the ballpoint pen on the table here and left, and closed the door for them.

"..."

Tang Moyan took a deep breath, and felt that he was about to suffer from high blood pressure. Even if he lived a few more years and saw things through more, he would not be able to defeat the joint attacks of these two people.

"I think you are quite worthy." He said numbly again.

"Thank you."

Ever since the two saw each other clearly through the paper, Tang Zhuojian almost never went to Biehan's side in the recording studio, and wandered around on the other side.

"Did you guys quarrel?" Wen Haishan asked Tang Zhuojian, "Didn't you like to stay with the boss before?"

"I didn't quarrel, I just wanted to get in touch with you guys more."

Wen Haishan's expression suddenly became a little distorted, and he whispered: "You can also contact the boss to get in touch with each other."

"Huh? We both keep in touch every night."

"..."

Wen Haishan closed his eyes: "It turns out that you have already reached this point."

"Want to see it?"

"..."

"You still let me see? Tang Zhuojian, you are this kind of person." Wen Haishan didn't want to talk to him anymore, trying to convince himself that he was still that good brother.

Tang Zhuo smiled when he saw it, and sat lazily on the sofa, looking at Wen Haishan's expression of reluctance to speak.

"Don't be stupid, go to the Great Secret Realm, why are you arguing with Tang Zhuojian?" Tang Moyan urged him when he saw that Wen Haishan was still wandering around outside.

The child is still young, don't let him have high blood pressure.

Wen Haishan left sadly, Tang Moyan sat next to Tang Zhuojian, and said seriously: "Stop making trouble, let me ask you, when do you plan to be together?"

"I don't know, it's time to be together."

"Well, do you like him then?"

"Ah, I like it." Tang Zhuojian stretched his waist, and admitted quickly and unequivocally.

"If you like it, why don't you stay together?" Tang Moyan was mad for Bie Han.

Tang Zhuo smiled: "Hey, don't be in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for? Let me take it easy, who made him kiss me suddenly without saying a word? And in front of you, do I want to lose face?"

Tang Moyan witnessed everything that happened that day with his own eyes. He sighed and defended Bie Han: "Tsk, he was influenced by Zhu Qunfei. Biehan is not an impulsive person. He should be fooled by Zhu Qunfei for doing this." I'm afraid, it's all Zhu Qunfei's fault, don't think he's quite calm, the two of them have played together since they were young, and they have the best relationship, if Zhu Qunfei has an accident, he can die in a hurry, besides, in the situation where he might lose someone soon, he will do more Thinking about being alive, that's why it's like that, you know?"

Tang Zhuojian nodded: "Oh."

Tang Moyan patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "So, when will you two have a battle? Let's see who will win when you two fight each other for centuries?"

Tang Zhuojian: [smiling].