Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

The bodyguard opened the door for Zhao Yufeng and then returned to guard the gate of the villa. Zhao Yufeng took off his shoes and entered the room, looking around. The decoration of the whole room was very simple, as low-end and high-end as his male god.

The carpet under his feet was white and soft. His male god must have walked barefoot on it countless times. The rattan chair on the balcony was a bit old. The male god probably liked to lie on it and bask in the sun. I know if the male god is lying on it and watching a disc while spitting out yogurt.

Zhao Yufeng threw himself on the sofa, took a deep breath, and didn't smell any special smell, but this doesn't mean that the male god didn't spit yogurt on it, maybe it was just wiped clean, anyway, this piece of cloth The male god must have sat on it, and the cloth touched by the male god's buttocks makes people shy just thinking about it.

Hugging the sofa and kissing vigorously for a while, Zhao Yufeng took off a few strips of cloth tied on top of the steamed bun. This thing looks good in clothes, but it’s a pity that he is too tight. He found out Wang Qiankun’s QQ: Brother Wang, I’m in He Yingdi’s villa, Do you have any other little clothes anywhere?

Wang Qiankun replied in seconds: "Xiao Zhao, that's fine, brother, I'll send it to you right now, do you have any other needs?"

Zhao Yufeng was too lazy to go out to buy groceries by himself, so he sent a long list of menus. He knew the official information of the male god by heart, but the gangsters knew that the official information could not be counted, and his own information was all blind Made it up, I don't know what the male god likes to eat, so I can only cook randomly, anyway, if I cook a lot, there should be one or two favorite foods.

Wang Qiankun came very quickly. Being an agent is instinctive. He has brought countless batches of models, but unfortunately none of them have become popular. If Zhao Yufeng can grasp this big tree well, it will definitely not be a problem to get mixed up in the second line , he can also take advantage of the opportunity.

Zhao Yufeng looked at the black gauze inside the bag: "Brother Wang, thank you."

Wang Qiankun blinked: "We are all brothers, thank you for what you say, don't forget each other if you are rich", and don't contact each other if you are poor.

Everyone knows the remaining half of the sentence that was not said. Zhao Yufeng doesn’t care. He didn’t go for He Xiangyao’s money. Don't wait until today, I'm so confused that I don't dare to buy instant noodles: "Brother Wang, I'm going to cook."

"To grab a man's heart, first grab his stomach." Wang Qiankun lowered his voice: "Shall I order some dishes for you to suppress the situation?"

"No, Brother Wang, trust my skills." Zhao Yufeng started cooking by himself in the sixth grade of elementary school. Not to mention how good it is, but it is definitely not bad. He wants to cook for the male god himself. Think about it It feels very much like an old couple, and after being kicked out after being fresh, there will be many good memories.

"Okay." Wang Qiankun didn't force it: "I'm going first, and if you can't figure it out, call."

Zhao Yufeng went back with two bags, changed into black gauze clothes, tied up an apron and started cooking in a hurry. The prawns were headed, shelled and threaded, wrapped in a layer of flour, then wrapped in a layer of egg white, and finally wrapped in A layer of bread crumbs, pan fried.Cut the shiitake mushrooms into even small pieces, and stir-fry with the cleaned green vegetables.Diced beef and radish...

When He Xiangyao came back, he saw that the coffee table was full of vegetables, the smell of all kinds of food was wafting in the room, the little model disappeared, and there was a note on the table: The rice is in the pot, and I am on the bed.

Come on, why are you still in the mood to eat? He Xiangyao hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of food before going upstairs, and pushed open the bedroom door. The little model was lying on the bed sprawled, snoring, with a red face, and the black veil on her body was faintly visible.

Seeing that he should be fast asleep, and He Xiangyao is not such a beast, so he had to wake him up. Looking at the little brother who stood up solemnly, he turned and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Zhao Yufeng fell into a drowsy sleep and felt that there was an extra piece of ice around him, so he quickly rolled up the quilt and rolled to the side.

He Xiangyao hugged him back, and covered Zhao Yufeng's steamed bun with the palm of his hand through the black gauze. It was only as big as a slap, and it felt elastic and soft to the touch, and he didn't know what it tasted like.

Zhao Yufeng twisted his body, arched into He Xiangyao's arms, put his thigh on the man's lap, and did not move.

He slept early and woke up early. When Zhao Yufeng opened his eyes, it was still dark, and a dim night light was on in the bedroom. The air conditioner had been turned off. Holding the arm of the male god.

The arm of the male god has smooth lines, the muscles on it are very firm, and it feels good to lie on the pillow. Zhao Yufeng raised his head and kissed the male god's chin, moved it, his butt didn't hurt, his waist didn't hurt, oh, last night I didn't fall asleep again.

Zhao Yufeng was not discouraged either, he squirmed up a little bit, put his hands on both sides of He Xiangyao's ears, first bowed his head and kissed the male god's forehead, then kissed the eyebrows, then continued down, kissed the nose, kissed the cheek, Kiss lips, hee hee hee.

The male god's lips are very soft and light in color. It feels like kissing a piece of Xizhilang jelly. Zhao Yufeng stuck out his tongue and squeezed it tentatively. It touched the male god's teeth. He licked it up and down. It's too tight to get in, but the toothpaste the male god used yesterday should be green tea flavored.

He Xiangyao was kissed awake, and after waking up for a while, he realized that the person on his body was called by him to sneak in. How could a benefactor be cowardly? He turned over without hesitation, pushed the person down, and opened his eyes. The mouth, the tongue and the tongue were mixed together, and the hands were irregularly moved to the top of the steamed bun to knead and knead.

After kissing for more than half an hour, Zhao Yufeng's lips were broken, his tongue was broken, and his buttocks were numb and must have been pinched and swollen. He opened his eyes and looked directly at the male god, thinking: Baby, you are a little unskilled in business , I am a person, not a piece of glue, can I be gentle?

He Xiangyao also looked directly at the little model, whose lips were kissed so brightly red by him, like little ripe cherries, and with bright black eyes, which reminded him of a dog he raised when he was a child.

The dog was picked up outside the school. It was as big as a palm. It was very clever. I fed it ham sausage once, and it remembered it. It waited at the school gate every day. Go around him in small circles.

After a long time, He Xiangyao took the son of a bitch back home. At that time, he only had one pocket money a day, and he was not willing to use it. He saved it all. When others ate spicy sausages, he silently swallowed. Go to the supermarket to buy chicken breasts for the pups.

There is no need to add any seasoning to the cooked chicken breast, the puppy can eat it cleanly, and lick He Xiangyao's hand after eating.

Zhao Yufeng took the finger extended by the male god, licked it lightly, and wrapped his fingertips like eating a lollipop, thinking: I am simply the happiest fanboy in the world, who else? Can be like me, who else, who else!

He Xiangyao pulled out his finger and moved it to the big steamed bun, rubbing the tip of his nose against the tip of the little model's slightly sweaty nose: "Hey, don't move."

Zhao Yufeng felt that the big bird of the male god was very energetic and stuck to his little bird, with only two thin layers of clothes in between. It's separated by a layer, why can't you bear this situation, male god, wake up, have you forgotten my identity?

He Xiangyao didn't forget it, but he was too embarrassed to do it directly. He hugged the person for a while and got up to get dressed.

Zhao Yufeng followed closely behind him, wanted to change clothes but remembered that he hadn't brought anything: "Boss, what am I wearing today?"

He Xiangyao turned his head and looked at the black gauze that had just covered his thighs, feeling a little uncomfortable: "Wear mine."

Wearing clothes is also a technical job. Zhao Yufeng is 1.7 meters tall, and He Xiangyao is 1.9 meters tall. He wears male god clothes like a child stealing an adult’s clothes. How to dress clothes that are too big to look good is a question worth thinking about .

Zhao Yufeng chose a pair of cropped trousers and a white shirt. Fortunately, the figure of the male god is on the thin side. Split pants.

The white shirt was also a little too big, Zhao Yufeng only buttoned the bottom three buttons, and the top was crooked, and the red bean was exposed to the light, and he walked towards the male god with a wink: " Can I accompany you to work today?"

He Xiangyao's proud self-control cracked a crack: "Yes."

The bodyguard was still driving today. Before going out, Zhao Yufeng’s shirt button was buttoned to the top by the male god, and the two exposed red beans were also turned into two peanuts by the male god. They were swollen, and it hurt to wear the clothes .

There is a lot of space in the back row of the car, and He Xiangyao sat against the car door very awkwardly. Zhao Yufeng looked at the male god and moved over a little, moved and moved, and sat on the male god's lap. The two birds were stuck together again. Zhao Yufeng Touching the bird's head, there was a small hook in the eyes: "Boss."

He Xiangyao slapped his hands down and put them around the waist of the little model. The two of them stuck together even tighter. The car shook and the two birds pecked at each other. Zhao Yufeng's heart almost jumped out of his throat: the people in the city are so will play.

They pecked at each other all the way, and when they got out of the car, both birds were in high spirits. Zhao Yufeng turned over and sat on the side panting for a while before he calmed down. He Xiangyao also had heavy breathing for a while. The model kissed on the forehead: "I'm going to work, I'll give you the card, the password is six six, and you can buy anything you want by swiping the card."

Zhao Yufeng didn't answer, but instead grabbed the male god's wrist: "You promised me to accompany you to work today."

He Xiangyao: "..." Didn't you already accompany me?

Zhao Yufeng wrapped his arms and legs together like a piece of brown sugar: "I promised."

He Xiangyao was not willing to break free, and hugged the little model back: "Want to go to the company?"

"Well", Zhao Yufeng was afraid that the male god would tear him apart: "I don't care, you have to keep your word."

He Xiangyao used his arms to hug him up: "Go if you want."

At this moment, Zhao Yufeng seemed to see the New Year's fireworks exploding in front of his eyes, the surroundings were pitch black, but the air was filled with a sweet smell.

His whole body was light and light, as if he had fallen into a honey pot. The bottom of the pot was bottomless, his body sank little by little, and his breathing became more and more difficult. Knowing that the final outcome was to be drowned by honey, he still didn't want to make any more struggles , Who cares, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will worry about it tomorrow. Sleep once to save money, and sleep twice to earn money.

Zhao Yufeng pinched the bird's head: "I still think about this."

He Xiangyao took a deep breath: "Be obedient, go back to the company first."