Boyfriend For Hire

Yang Xiao has never heard Meng Yufan speak to her in this tone.

In her impression, although he is tall and tall, he is straightforward, impulsive, coquettish, and always has some likable weird ideas. In short, he is a "little boy in the body of a mature man."

But at this moment, in this stuffy and empty bathroom, this impression suddenly collapsed.

He pressed her against the wall with great force, the kind of force with which a beast bit the neck of its prey.

Her two hands were buckled behind him, and she wanted to break free, but the strength of her body seemed to be taken away, and she didn't have the energy to move her fingers.

The heat between the boy's nose rushed into her ears, and Yang Xiao tilted her head slightly, trying to avoid the burning sensation. "You let go." She forced her composure, "You are too strong and it hurts me."

"But don't you like me harder?" Meng Yufan didn't let go, but deliberately misinterpreted her meaning.

"..." Yang Xiao really hates herself for not wearing high heels today, otherwise she will definitely step on him now!

He weakened a little bit, but still didn't let her go. Yang Xiao's clothes are intact, but the body that is close to her is not covered. The drops of water on Meng Yufan's body rolled down and wet her clothes.

The temperature of the two of them blended together, and it was unclear who passed the enthusiasm to whom.

He repeated it again: "I forbid you to leave me." This time, his voice was louder, echoing and buzzing in the empty bathroom.

The boy's tone was domineering and enthusiastic, like a huge wave; while Yang Xiao was a small boat on the top of the wave. She was held in the palm of the wave by the huge wave and sent to the peak. When it was about to fall, she gently let her down.

Yang Xiao trembled all over. She was not afraid, but a kind of...speaking of shame, it was a tingling sensation rising from her toes.

too weird. It was obvious that Yang Xiao avoided the domineering man, but Meng Yufan's dominance made her reluctant to resist.

She seemed to be bewitched, and replied involuntarily: "...I will not leave you."

"Sister Xiaoxiao is lying again." He interrupted her, and extended his fingers along the hem of Yang Xiao's sweater. "You have always been like this to me, and you will come and wave when you call me. Go now. You stay by my side for a short night, when it’s dawn, you fly away."

"I……"

He took off her collar, and his teeth gently picked up the softest piece of meat from the back of her neck, grinding it between the teeth.

"Yang Xiao, I have always wanted to ask you, in your heart, what is my identity?" This is the second time he calls her by her full name. As he asked, he put a small kiss on her shoulder, obviously interacting warmly, and his words are like knives after another, filling his own heart, "You rented it from the Internet. The actor? Is it a bedding that just happens to satisfy you? Is it a fool who makes you attractive? Or... a dog you raise?"

"——What nonsense are you talking about?!!!" Yang Xiao was injured by the sharp blade in his words. She suddenly awoke and started to move. She exerted all her strength and moved fiercely, "Meng Yufan, you treat me as I am. who?"

She vowed that if the two of them were facing each other now, she would definitely slap him severely.

"Do you think I am playing with you?" She smirked, "I have a brain disease. I will let an actor come into my house several times? I have a brain disease. I will introduce my friends and colleagues to you. Know? My brain is sick. I travel across half of the city every day after get off work to make up for your English. I don't want to work overtime and make time to watch your game?!"

She spent countless hours, energy, and money for him, but in the end she got him misunderstanding.

The two of them seemed to be trapped in a maze, and the other side was clearly on the other side of the wall, but they ran across the maze and couldn't find the way to each other.

Yang Xiao was both angry and wronged, and Meng Yufan was both wronged and angry.

"If I need a considerate bedding, it's obvious--" she said coldly, "--you are not qualified."

At least, the **** will not force her, nor will the **** misunderstand her.

"Then who is qualified?!!!" Sure enough, these words angered Meng Yufan and made his remaining sanity disappear. He turned her over and forced her to look up at him. The two of them faced each other and fought for countless rounds in sight.

He grabbed her two wrists with one hand and pressed them across her head, while the other hand had slipped along her waist into her jacket. The palms with thick calluses raged on her waist, he looked like an abandoned wolf dog, and he uttered a low growl from his throat: "Is it Feng Xiang? Is he qualified??"

"Feng Xiang? What does it matter to him?" Yang Xiao was bewildered by his questioning, "We are talking about you and me now, you drag him in...wait!"

She suddenly understood something.

"Meng Yufan, are you... jealous?"

A seemingly most unlikely reason.

Yang Xiao looked up at the boy in front of him. The sunny smile on his face is gone. Now, every muscle on his face is tight, but fortunately... there is still her figure in the depths of his pupils.

Seeing that Meng Yufan did not deny it, Yang Xiao recalled what happened today, and immediately strung these into a line.

"Are you really jealous because of Feng Xiang?" She didn't know whether to find it funny or ridiculous, "Why? Because I said a few words to him?"

"It's not a few words." Meng Yufan said immediately, "It's two hundred and twenty-one sentences."

He counted every sentence in his heart.

"...Are you serious about playing?" Yang Xiao's body weakened suddenly, and she said helplessly, "I'm talking about work with him. I want to rush the ratings. Feng Xiang is a topical figure, I want to ask He is on the show, nothing more."

"You need to be so close to talk about work?"

"We are normal social etiquette distance, OK!" Yang Xiao raised the volume, "Besides, why do you care if I am close to other men?"

"——Because I like you!" Meng Yufan suddenly broke out, "Is this reason enough to care about you?!"

"you……"

She opened her eyes wide, and they had known each other for a long, long time, but it seemed that she hadn't seen Meng Yufan's appearance until then.

The sharp edges and corners, the sword eyebrows are like a knife, the nose is straight and the lips are thin, and the eyebrows are far-reaching.

In her mind, he is the most handsome young man.

"Smile, I like you." Meng Yufan let go of her hand and lowered her head, pressing her forehead against her. At such a close distance, all the love, desire, obsession, and entanglement in the boy's eyes were unreservedly presented in front of her. The nose and the breath blend together, the lips and teeth touch each other, as long as they get closer, the distance between them will disappear. "I like you because after the contract ends, I want to continue to be your boyfriend."

Today is the last day of the three-month contract.

Originally, these remarks were made by Meng Yufan when he planned to stay at dinner.

For this day, he prepared countless surprises in advance. He ordered a restaurant, bought flowers, prepared small cakes, and buried a beautiful jewelry box in the cake.

But he couldn't wait for that time.

His feelings slumped in his chest, spewing out like an erupting volcano.

He likes her, he loves her, and he pleases her. He planned to use all the beautiful language in the world to describe the feelings in his heart, and then begged for her pity.

But now—he doesn't want to be her good dog.

He took another step forward, reducing the last distance between the two to nothing. When her lips and teeth overlap, the girl groaned slightly.

"Smile, I'm sorry I didn't become the first man in your life. Then let me be the last man in your life."

...

I don't know how long it took, Yang Xiao, who was sore and sour, was carried out of the bathroom by Meng Yufan as a princess.

The clothes on her body were completely soaked and could not be worn anymore. Meng Yufan gently placed her on the resting stool next to the closet, rummaged through the cabinets, found a clean basketball uniform, and changed it for her.

Oxygen was scarce in the bathroom. She was forced to do a complete set of violent aerobic exercises. Now the blood supply to the brain is severely insufficient, and her body is limp, so she can only be played by him like a rag doll.

Meng Yufan's "crazy" ended, his fangs retracted, and he became well-behaved and sensible again. But Yang Xiao knew that a wolf who had already tasted meat could not turn back into a dog.

He waited on her to dress her without complaint, even knelt on one knee, put her foot on his knee, put on her shoes and laced her shoes.

Yang Xiao leaned on the chair and squinted lazily to look at him.

"Are you crazy?" She asked with a sneer.

"..."

"Are you jealous?"

"..."

"Can you understand people now?"

"...Sister Xiaoxiao..."

Without saying a word, Yang Xiao stepped on his chest, leaving a black shoe print on his bare chest muscles.

Outside the shoe prints, there are tooth prints, scratches and countless "strawberries".

Yang Xiao looked at the masterpiece he had left, and his anger subsided a little bit, but seeing the tragic state of being unable to sit, standing and standing still, the anger in his heart ignited again.

"Meng Yufan, how old are you? As for the jealousy of someone who can't beat you?" Yang Xiao angrily said, "It is the first time that Feng Xiang and I have met today. I have only the simplest working relationship with him. What are you thinking about? Besides, you are right in front of me. Even if I change my mind, there is no need to mess with a low-profile version of you, right?"

"'The low-profile version of me'?" Meng Yufan didn't understand.

"It's Feng Xiang." Yang Xiao said, "Don't you find that you are alike? Both are from Huada, both are forwards. They have similar goals and a bit of personality... But he is too old and too oily. You are not as handsome as you, you are just a low-profile version of you."

Meng Yufan didn't know what to say. In the eyes of everyone in the team, Feng Xiang is the goal that everyone is pursuing and a role model for everyone to learn from, especially Meng Yufan, who is often compared with Feng. Even the coach often encourages him: "Fanzi, you will Become a person like your brother."

But in Yang Xiao's mouth, their status has been adjusted: Feng Xiang has become the "lower version" of Meng Yufan.

Yang Xiao didn't get entangled in this topic, and immediately asked: "Also, you can explain it to me, when did you like me?"

There is a big bad wolf lurking beside her, but she foolishly treats the wolf cub as a well-behaved little milk dog.

"...What I really want to say..." Meng Yufan carefully looked at her face and silently stretched out a finger.

Yang Xiao guessed: "First time in bed?"

"no."

"Watching your game for the first time?"

"no."

Yang Xiao guessed several times, but didn't guess right.

Meng Yufan plucked up the courage to reveal the answer: "This is the first time we have met."

"..."

The girl who made him fall in love at first sight, how willing to be a fake boyfriend.