Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

He Zhiyang was unconvinced: "You still talk about others, look at your own face, the stubble is not shaved, and you are embarrassed to go out."

"Know what?" Zheng Junfeng stroked his chin: "A beard and a sculpted face make your face look smaller."

"Come on, let alone grow a beard, even if you wear ten catties of shadow, your face will be big."

Seeing that Zheng Junfeng was about to lose his temper, Zhao Yufeng quickly stopped him: "Forget it, forget it, don't be angry, don't you want to call Fu Nan? I'll give it to you."

Zheng Junfeng was immediately patted, and rubbed his hands: "That's so embarrassing, brother Yufeng, you will be my brother from now on. After a while, I will marry Fu Nan, and I will definitely treat you to dinner."

Thinking too far, Zhao Yufeng didn't want to pour cold water on Zheng Junfeng, but Fu Nan was really hard to deal with. Zhao Yufeng had a deep understanding of children's stubborn temper when they lived together before: "You work hard yourself."

After remembering the phone number, Zheng Junfeng blushed and hugged the unfinished popcorn and left the screening room with a sentence of "Let's go first if I have something to do, you play slowly".

The quick change of face made He Zhiyang amazed: "Sister-in-law, I can see him clearly, nothing else, crossing rivers and demolishing bridges is very quick."

At the same time, Zheng Junfeng was secretly on the phone in a secluded corner, and things went smoothly unexpectedly, and Fu Nan agreed to his request for foster care without any hesitation.

Zheng Junfeng was so beautiful, he wished he could jump three feet high, and tentatively asked, "Can I treat you to dinner tonight?"

Fu Nan didn't answer right away, Zheng Junfeng heard a vague conversation on the opposite side, thinking that there must be something wrong.

Sure enough, after waiting for about 2 minutes, Fu Nan replied: "You don't need to eat, I still have work to do. You can go directly to the hotel to get a room at night, and I'll come to you after I'm done."

Zheng Junfeng's voice was like a gnat, and he poked his finger on the wall to draw circles: "What are you busy with, let me see how you are?"

"Need not."

The refusal was straightforward and neat, Zheng Junfeng was a little bit shocked, but still reluctant to hang up the phone, he had nothing to say: "Pay attention to your body, don't get tired, if you don't want to work, I can support you."

"No need." Fu Nan also felt that his tone was too stiff, so he paused and said, "It's about [-]:[-] pm after work. If you're free, you can come downstairs to pick me up from the company."

"Okay, okay, see you soon."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Junfeng went straight to the shopping mall, went around for a long time and bought a small t-shirt that was tight enough to stick out your head and a pair of shorts with a hollow bottom, thinking that he must perform well at night.

The two single dogs left by him in the movie theater were trembling with popcorn in their arms. The movie was normal at the beginning, but later in the acting, the painting style changed suddenly. Aliens, evil spirits, and murderers all appeared.

Xiao Xianrou's appearance plummeted, and it only took a second for him to go from intoxicatingly beautiful to heartbreakingly ugly.

He Zhiyang couldn't bear the ugliness, and didn't want to see the ending anymore, so he pulled Zhao Yufeng to leave early.

When He Xiangyao received the call from the bodyguard, he left work and rushed to the movie theater. Zhao Yufeng was pulled into the man's arms before he recovered, "You...you...scared me to death..."

He Xiangyao kissed the little model and said, "Good boy, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"You let go."

"I won't let it go."

"How do you know I'm here?" Zhao Yufeng glanced around, locking on to He Zhiyang.

He Zhiyang's expression was innocent: "It's not me."

Bodyguard A next to him bowed his head guiltily, thinking: Young master is considerate, it is not easy to make a living these days.

He Xiangyao felt guilty: "I'm just worried about you..."

"Worried about me so you spy on me?"

He Xiangyao was trained like a wronged little daughter-in-law: "How could I not be worried if I was scared and cried outside within a day after I left."

His eyes were still red, Zhao Yufeng couldn't deny it, he was moved and angry at the same time, with mixed feelings in his heart: If you are so worried, why did you go early?Staying by your side, you want to find someone else, what do you want me to do?

"Hey, don't be angry, let's go home."

He Xiangyao wanted to take him away, but Zhao Yufeng was unwilling, and hugged the big pillar next to him with his hands and feet: "I said we break up."

"Honey, stop being angry."

The posture is not good, and Zhao Yufeng's momentum is not enough: "I didn't say anything angry, we are done, you go to the twins, you can play as you want."

He Xiangyao's face suddenly sank: "I'll say it again, don't be angry."

The man's face was expressionless, Zhao Yufeng was terrified, and hugged the pillar cowardly.He Xiangyao let go of him, and rubbed his trouser pockets with both hands: "Get him down for me."

The boss was really angry, the bodyguards were all worried, their movements quickened, they pulled Zhao Yufeng off and stuffed him into the co-pilot of the car, and put on his seat belt.

Zhao Yufeng didn't dare to move, and watched helplessly as the male god sat in the driver's seat, and all the bodyguards retreated tactfully, leaving only two people in the car.

The atmosphere was so embarrassing that the air seemed to freeze. He Xiangyao didn't speak for a while, just took a cigarette out of his pocket and smoked it.

Seeing the smoke, Zhao Yufeng said subconsciously: "Stop smoking."

"Well, no smoking."

He Xiangyao put the cigarette under his nose and smelled it, then put it back in his pocket: "Where do you want to go?"

Zhao Yufeng relaxed a little: "I want to go back to Yang Yang's house."

"If you don't choose yourself, I will help you choose."

The tone was too harsh, Zhao Yufeng turned into a tortoise, and shrank his head back into his shell after being frightened: "Climb... climb the mountain..."

He Xiangyao ignited the ignition, hit the accelerator, and the speed of the car quickly increased to 120 yards. Zhao Yufeng's face was pale. The urban area is no better than the highway. People are crowded and cars are crowded. If you don't pay attention, the car is easy to crash: "Slow down, slow down. point."

He Xiangyao turned a deaf ear to it.

Seeing that he passed by a red BMW, and the rearview mirror was knocked off, Zhao Yufeng was frightened into a fool, crying tearfully: "Boss, please, slow down, slow down."

He Xiangyao tilted his head: "Do you know what's wrong?"

Zhao Yufeng bluntly changed the topic: "The boss will be fined for speeding and his driver's license will be revoked."

He Xiangyao stepped hard, and the speed of the car was faster, and the two soon arrived in a desolate forest area.

Surrounded by tall trees and overgrown weeds on the ground, Zhao Yufeng was frightened, afraid that the man would become angry and want to kill someone, so he hurriedly cried and called his father: "I was wrong, I was really wrong."

He Xiangyao unbuckled his seat belt and put down the back of the car: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yufeng shrank towards the car door, thinking to himself: I'm so wrong, you have the guts to ask while eating carrots in bowls and looking at pots.

He Xiangyao didn't expect him to answer, and started directly. Three hours later, Zhao Yufeng's clothes were wet, his pants were also wet, his face and body were covered with sticky and unknown liquid, and the excess liquid flowed onto the cushion, staining it again. Wet a large piece of fabric.

He Xiangyao hugged him in his arms, opened the sunroof of the car, smoked a cigarette, and was in a good mood: This should have been done a long time ago, the little bastard pushed his nose and face more and more, and he had to give a fuck before he would be honest.

Zhao Yufeng was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, so he lay on the male god's arms obediently, yawned and closed his eyes.

He Zhiyang stood alone at the entrance of the cinema, with a dazed expression on his face, okay, it's easier to kill donkeys one by one.

Zheng Junfeng came home with his things, took a shower carefully, shaved his legs, and changed into the new clothes he bought inside. He had rehearsed the [-]th Form from beginning to end five times in his mind, and now everything was ready. Owing to the east wind.

Dongfeng is still reciting his lines, and the filming of "Twin Dragons" is drawing to a close. The crew has released the photos of each actor's make-up, and the online response is very good.

Fu Nan cared very much about this drama, he hoped for a turnaround, and he refused to rest on the way back to the company.

Wang Qiankun wished that he would work harder, so he served tea and water attentively: "Xiao Fu, come and drink some water and continue reciting."

Fu Nan waved his hands, and continued to stare at the script without raising his head. Wang Qiankun was not angry, and put the water aside, humming happily in his heart.

At [-]:[-], Zheng Junfeng arrived at the downstairs of the company, wearing sunglasses on his face, holding a fiery red rose in his hand, leaning against the sports car, with the standard rich second generation appearance.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Fu Nan went downstairs on time. The two looked at each other, and Fu Nan twitched: "Here we come."

Zheng Junfeng held the bouquet tightly to prevent himself from laughing out loud. His true love is even more beautiful when viewed up close: "For you."

"No, I'm allergic to roses."

Zheng Junfeng's hands froze, he comforted himself for a while, and threw the bouquet into the trash can beside him like a normal person, his heart was already bleeding, Zhao Yufeng and He Zhiyang cheated him of his money, the current money It's all borrowed: "Go directly to the hotel?"

"Row."

The hotel also went to his home, Zheng Junfeng was shy and afraid of being seen out, so he fidgeted all the way.

Fu Nan obviously wanted to be crooked, and frowned slightly: "Do you have hemorrhoids?"

"Ah, no, no."

"It's not good."

This passage was quickly forgotten by Zheng Junfeng. After entering the hotel lobby, his heart was beating like thunder, and he was as nervous as a big girl getting on a sedan chair.

Fu Nan was expressionless, unable to tell whether he was happy or not, and took the initiative to hold Zheng Junfeng's hand.

Zheng Junfeng's whole heart softened, but another part was unbearably hard.

Fu Nan pushed open the door, led the person in, hooked his foot, and the door locked with a click.

Zheng Junfeng's mouth was dry: "I...I..."

Fu Nan interrupted him: "I'm on top, don't you have any objections?"

Zheng Junfeng: "Huh?"

Fu Nan unbuttoned the first button of his shirt: "If it doesn't work, I'll leave."

How can a duck with a full mouth make him fly, Zheng Junfeng gritted his teeth: "Okay."

The two of them tossed from the dark to the sun, Zheng Junfeng didn't understand what sin he had done, borrowed money to buy clothes and sets, and rushed to help others.

Fu Nan didn't sleep all night, and he didn't show much fatigue on his face, so he dressed neatly: "I'm going first."

Zheng Junfeng struggled to poke his head out from under the quilt: "I'll pick you up for dinner at noon."

"Need not."

Zheng Junfeng's tone dropped instantly: "Okay."

"Let's have dinner together at night." Fu Nan bent down, supported the bed with one hand, lowered his head and kissed Zheng Junfeng's cheek: "Be obedient."

The voice was so sexy that Zheng Junfeng's ears were reddened by the word "obedient", and he lowered his eyes shyly: "Yeah."