Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

On the other side, He Xiangyao was dozing off with his chin resting on his chin. Before taking care of the little model, his daily life was very regular, with companies, banquets, and villas at three o'clock and one line. eleven o'clock at night.

How long I sleep at night now depends entirely on what pajamas the little thing wears when I go home. I sleep normally on my calves, and sleep on my thighs in the middle of the night. If I don’t wear it... I don’t need to sleep...

The assistant knocked on the door three times, but still no one answered, turned the door open, poked his head in and said, "Boss."

He Xiangyao came back to his senses, and frantically stuffed the small piece of fabric into his trouser pocket: "Say."

"Boss, tonight is the engagement banquet for Boss Wang's youngest daughter."

"Ah."

"The suit is ready." The assistant couldn't understand the boss Fang Dong's attitude, looked at the man's face, and whispered: "Do you need to send Master Fang to the fitting room?"

"Ah."

The birthday banquet was brought, and it was not bad this time. He Xiangyao read the documents absently, thinking of going home early at night, lest the little model secretly pour the soup into the bathroom again.

Fang Dong waited anxiously outside the office, and when he saw the assistant coming out, he immediately went up to meet him: "Brother Zheng, what did the boss say?"

"Go and try on the clothes, the boss will take you at night."

Fang Dong was ecstatic, taking him to a banquet did not explain anything, but taking him one after another was enough to show that the little goblin in the villa had no place in the boss's heart, and maybe he had fallen out of favor now.

Zhao Yufeng was also very excited. It was the first time he went out to sea, and he was on a private yacht. He was so happy that he couldn't walk easily. Thanks to He Zhiyang who kept him on his arms, he didn't make a fool of himself.

He Zhiyang helped his sister-in-law to sit on the recliner and started running back and forth to make barbecue. The aroma of grilled sea razor clams, grilled oysters, and grilled lobster soon drifted into Zhao Yufeng's nose.

Before the barbecue was cooked, Zheng Junfeng brought back a group of handsome guys with long legs, domestic, foreign, young, old, everything.

Zhao Yufeng was dazzled by these long legs, took out his mobile phone and looked at the photo of the male god for 10 minutes before he could control himself.

Zheng Junfeng was overjoyed. Although he didn't dig this corner, it would be a good thing to be able to block He Xiangyao by the way. He walked over with a glass of red wine: "How about it, are you sincere?"

Zhao Yufeng also brought a glass of red wine from the waiter, and poured half a glass of Sprite in by himself. The way of drinking was a bit timid, but he felt bitter if he didn't add it: "It's okay."

He Zhiyang sat next to his sister-in-law with the grilled seafood, and Zhao Yufeng put on his gloves and squeezed a piece of lobster meat from it. Food, wine, beauty, what more could a husband ask for.

The three of them lay in a row, eating barbecue and watching the handsome man with long legs sing and dance. Zhao Yufeng didn't forget about the male god when something good happened, so he took off his gloves and made a video call.

He Xiangyao was so bored at the banquet that he went crazy, so he picked it up without even thinking about it. A magnified face appeared on the screen immediately, with a greasy mouth. Seeing it made him feel weak: "Where are you playing?"

"Sea", Zhao Yufeng adjusted the angle to let his little cousin into the mirror, He Zhiyang immediately wiped his mouth clean, and sat up straight to say hello to his cousin.

The sea breeze was blowing, and the sound of music mixed with voices poured into the handset of the mobile phone. There were too many distracting things, and He Xiangyao couldn't hear clearly, but he saw the group of handsome guys with long legs on the deck.

Fang Dong pretended to be drunk and went to the balcony to blow a breeze, and deliberately walked to He Xiangyao's side: "Boss, I'm a little dizzy."

Zhao Yufeng watched one of the twins fall on the male god, and his joy dissipated little by little. Without saying a word, he hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

When He Xiangyao pushed the person away, the screen of the mobile phone was pitch black. His first reaction was to call back, but he was not connected.

After making a phone call, the atmosphere changed. Zheng Junfeng was afraid that the matter of asking for the phone number would be ruined, so he quickly called a handsome guy over to give Zhao Yufeng a massage.

The handsome guy massaged his feet is a must. Zhao Yufeng stretched all his muscles and bones. He continued to eat grilled scallops sadly, watched the dance sadly, and continued to apply eye masks with his little cousin sadly.

The atmosphere eased up a little bit, Zheng Junfeng heaved a sigh of relief, changed the music, clapped his hands, and a row of long-legged handsome guys took turns to striptease in the middle of the deck.

He Xiangyao was not in the mood to attend the banquet anymore, so he drove home, and was so angry that he did three hundred push-ups in the yard.

Bodyguard C was following Zheng Junfeng to the bathroom when he received the call from the boss. Seeing that the welfare was about to arrive, he was interrupted halfway.

He Xiangyao couldn't help but get angry when he heard the loud music on the other end of the phone: "Where is it?"

How to answer this, the sea is all around, bodyguard C said honestly: "Sea."

"I know you are at sea." He Xiangyao was almost pissed off by these two: "Where is the exact location?"

"Boss, can I send you a location?"

He Xiangyao: "...OK."

The other side was silent for a while, and He Xiangyao held back his temper: "Hurry up."

Bodyguard C felt wronged: "Boss, I don't have your QQ."

It took less than an hour to receive the address and arrest the person. Zhao Yufeng cried when he saw the man approaching.

The handsome guys who pressed their feet stopped, and He Xiangyao's temples throbbed: "Why are you crying?"

Zhao Yufeng didn't speak, big tears fell down, He Xiangyao felt distressed, walked over and hugged him in his arms: "Good boy, don't cry."

It’s okay that no one coaxed me when I was crying, but the more I coaxed Zhao Yufeng, the more I felt aggrieved: “I think about you for everything, but you actually took other people to dinner behind my back, are you still human?”

He Xiangyao couldn't hold back his anger, I'm not human, I'm not human, and I worry about your body every day, I'm not human, and I cook soup for you in different ways: "You just find such a group of demons and ghosts?"

"I was wrong, you and the twins are innocent, and they are all stuck together." Could it be that they are playing Doomi's transformation.

He Xiangyao turned cold: "I think you have forgotten your identity."

Zhao Yufeng stopped his tears in an instant, freezing from his heart to the tip of his tongue. He clearly realized that he seemed to have never put himself in the right position. In a normal relationship.

The little model stopped crying and making noise, and He Xiangyao had nowhere to vent his breath. He hugged her up irritably, and fled away with a group of bodyguards.

He Zhiyang fell limply on the recliner: "I was scared to death."

The handsome guy who pressed his foot boldly said: "Do you still press it?"

He Zhiyang shook his feet: "Press, come here and press for me."

Zheng Junfeng also signaled another handsome guy to continue, the music played again, He Zhiyang held a wine glass and touched his little friend, eating barbecue and watching dancing with the joy of the rest of his life.

When the two returned home, the expert brought several cups of tonic soup and stood by the door. Zhao Yufeng took it with his head down and drank it.

He Xiangyao got angry when he saw him like that, put him on the ground, and was so angry that he went to the yard to do another [-] push-ups.

Zhao Yufeng went upstairs to take a shower, no pajamas, and huddled under the quilt, He Xiangyao was so tired that he went upstairs, looking at the little model shrinking into a small ball on the bed, pitiful, all anger disappeared, rushed After taking a shower, he got in from the side and hugged him.

Zhao Yufeng turned over and lay down on the man's arm as usual. He Xiangyao kissed the top of his head, and lowered his hand: "Good boy, I shouldn't kill you today."

Zhao Yufeng didn't stop the hand, and hugged the man's neck cooperatively. He Xiangyao felt that this article had been turned over, and happily started producing old yogurt.