Host, You're Targeted

"After all these years, I must have handed in one or two of them, but they didn't get along with each other very soon."

Tang Yan stood at the door and watched yuan Hansheng change his shoes. Suddenly, he felt that his heart was blocked and he could not express himself.

Yuan Hansheng changed his shoes and threw a pair of slippers to him. Thinking that he would come directly into the door, he walked in. As a result, he stepped on the stairs of the porch and found that the people behind him were still.

"Yan?" Yuan Hansheng turns around and finds that Tang Yan is standing at the door with his lips tightly closed. He feels very strange. He blinks and walks down to pull him, "what's the matter? Come in and sit down? "

Tang Yan took a deep breath, still lifted his feet and walked in.

Yuan Hansheng watched him close the door and went into the room. He took off his coat and asked Tang Yan to sit down casually.

"I'm full of wine. I'll take a bath first, and you can sit down as you like!"

Yuan Hansheng said he was going to take a bath. Tang Yan listened to the sound that the bathroom door was not locked, and knew that Yuan Hansheng did not treat him as an outsider.

I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing. After all, he wants to chase yuan Hansheng. The people he likes are not on guard against themselves, and they regard themselves as their best brothers. This is really

Tang Yan stood in the living room of Yuan Hansheng's family and looked at the small house for a while. The house is a very ordinary three bedroom and one living room. A man living alone is just right.

The house is a little messy. Although there is no new height, Tang Yan frowns slowly in the face of the informal details of the house.

Yuan Hansheng took a bath very quickly. He took a casual shower and then put his clothes into the washing machine. He wiped his hair and walked out.

"Will you stay with me all night?" Yuan Hansheng pulled the towel off his head, looked up and put his eyes in the living room to find Tang Yan's figure. "We can just talk about the past Well? "

Yuan Hansheng looked at the clean and tidy room, which was a little familiar but also a little strange, and his eyebrows slowly wrinkled into a character of Sichuan.

What's the situation?

The breathing light on Yuan Hansheng's mobile phone on the coffee table in the living room slowly flickers and goes dark. He hangs a towel around his neck and walks over to find that Tang Yan sent the message a minute ago.

[Tang Yan: I went back first. I couldn't see the house, so I arranged it for you. See you tomorrow. 】

yuan Hansheng put his mobile phone back on the coffee table, and with a smile turned back to the bathroom.

Just at the door separated from him, Tang Yan stood at the entrance of the corridor holding his mobile phone, looking at the top left corner of the dialog box: "the other party is typing..." "Yuan Hansheng" notes, gently sighed, wrapped up the body of the coat, slowly walked out of the corridor.

Ah - yuan Hansheng is still a wood.

Tang Yan covered his face and walked slowly towards the school. His sigh was swallowed up by the cold wind which was retrograde with him, and he was drawn into the darkness with the cold air.

Max's voice is very clear in the dark.

"The system prompts that congratulations on unlocking the plot of" Reunion ". This love game between adults is different from that of teenagers. I hope players can work hard

Tang Yan listened to the system prompt tone, and walked forward in the wind.

He decided to go back to make a strategy table and look for the personality of Yuan Hansheng in his memory. It's not easy to chase people. What's more, they used to be college roommates, and now they suddenly say that they like others for a long time, which may be hard for ordinary people to accept.

Forget it. Tang Yan thought, take your time!