Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

This side is full of affection and sweetness, but Zhao Yufeng's side looks more and more bitter. After sleeping, he woke up and went back to the villa.On the bedside table was a porcelain jar with a round belly and black flowers on a white background. The bottom of the jar was covered with a thin layer of water, and a few black pebbles were randomly scattered. The little turtle he bought stretched its neck to eat the feed.

He Xiangyao was addicted to cigarettes, smoking an unlit cigarette to get addicted, Zhao Yufeng turned his head, his eyes met, new hatred and old hatred surged in his heart, first cheating and then kidnapping and rape, this is a big knot: " You...cough..." He was negligent, shouted for too long, his throat hurt so bad that he couldn't speak at all.

He Xiangyao picked up the water glass on the bedside table and fed it to the little model's mouth: "Hey, drink slowly."

The hero does not suffer from immediate disadvantages, Zhao Yufeng eagerly lowered his head to drink water, and after drinking a glass, he pointed to the glass for another glass.

Thanks to the two getting along day and night, He Xiangyao understood in seconds: "Drink after half an hour. Drinking too much at once is not good for the stomach."

Zhao Yufeng's face was wrinkled into a ball. This bastard turned his face and refused to recognize anyone after the incident, and he didn't even give him his saliva to drink.

He Xiangyao supported the edge of the bed with one hand, pinched a few pieces of food with the other hand to feed his son, the little turtle looked very stupid with its neck up and its mouth wide open, Zhao Yufeng slapped He Xiangyao on the back of his hand, enough, bully me Forget it, he still bullies his son now.

"Okay, okay, don't tease him."

The tone was too gentle to make a quarrel at all, even if He Xiangyao's face turned cold, Zhao Yufeng could make use of it to make a fuss, but now he can only be sulking all by himself.

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

Zhao Yufeng wrinkled his face and pointed at his neck, "I'm blind, I didn't see it and I couldn't speak."

"Want to eat duck neck?"

Zhao Yufeng was so angry that he kicked the man's leg, He Xiangyao understood: "Want to eat chicken legs?"

Zhao Yufeng: "..."

"Hey, wait a minute, I'll let someone do it right away."

Zhao Yufeng turned his head to see that the little tortoise didn't speak. After eating and drinking, the little tortoise began to patrol the territory with a high spirit, kicking here and there a few times.

Zhao Yufeng stretched out his index finger and pressed it on the top of its head, the little tortoise immediately retracted its head in shock, and He Xiangyao laughed when he saw it: "The little thing looks a lot like you."

Zhao Yufeng squinted at Boss He to express his dissatisfaction.

He Xiangyao bowed his head and kissed him, rubbing the tip of his nose against the little model's nose, "Baby, you always like to bluff."

Zhao Yufeng was wronged like a child who weighed more than 300 kilograms, and he groped for the mobile phone on the bedside table and started typing.

He Xiangyao changed his posture and circled the person from behind, watching him type word by word.

Zhao Yufeng typed: You always bully me.

"It's not bad for you to bully me." Boss He felt that he had already made a lot of concessions: "I have never hit you or scolded you, but you always beat me up."

Being unable to speak was already an absolute disadvantage, and his typing speed was too slow. Zhao Yufeng buried his head in the quilt in despair, thinking: I will clean you up when I get better.

He Xiangyao kissed the back of his neck, put on his coat and went downstairs to serve dinner. The dinner consisted of chicken drumsticks and wings in honey sauce with shiitake mushrooms and stir-fried green vegetables, and a cup of pork ribs and yam health soup.

During the whole meal, Zhao Yufeng was almost like a paralyzed patient, lying on the bed with a pillow shoe on his back, all fed by He Xiangyao.

But Lao He deliberately teased him, he fed the chicken legs to his mouth, and took them away: "Call me husband."

Zhao Yufeng looked at him like you are an idiot.

He Xiangyao gave the little model a meme: "Don't make a sound, just make a mouth shape."

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, Zhao Yufeng opened his lips to make a mouth shape, but he was cursing in his heart: I am your father.

He Xiangyao put on disposable gloves and tore apart the chicken legs and fed them into the mouths of the little models. He wasted a lot of energy, and Zhao Yufeng was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back, and he ate voraciously.

But He Xiangyao moved slowly, Zhao Yufeng glared at him, and he said: "Take your time, eating too fast is not good for your health."

Zhao Yufeng felt that sooner or later he would be pissed off, but Zheng Junfeng felt that he was going to be sweetened to death.

A handsome, unsmiling guy like Fu Nan immediately seemed to be a different person as soon as he took off his clothes, and his movements were wild and unrestrained, which made him feel irresistible.

Zheng Junfeng began to feel that he used to be No. [-] because he really had shit in his head. It would be nice to return the farmland to zero. He can feel refreshed without moving. Occasionally, he can take a tissue to help Fu Nan wipe his sweat to show his gentle and considerate side.

However, I don't know if it was his illusion, Fu Nan didn't like the action of wiping sweat, every time he just finished wiping, the next action would be more vigorous, and he almost threw him into the bedside table.

After many times, Zheng Junfeng also figured out the routine, and every time he felt that the force was light, he would deliberately pull out a tissue, shouting lightly, and happily blooming in his heart.

Of the three single dogs, only He Zhiyang remained in his original state. He was so worried that he couldn't eat or sleep. In just a few days, he lost five catties. He was begging God to give him a boyfriend in his dreams.

The sky is not fulfilling people's wishes, He Zhiyang's single time continues, Zhao Yufeng and He Xiangyao are also exhausted.

He Xiangyao didn't want to hear something he didn't want to hear, and every time Zhao Yufeng's voice got a little better, he had to toss about violently again, and he would not sleep peacefully until he couldn't be yelled out.

Zhao Yufeng almost collapsed. He stayed at home every day, watched movies and checked Weibo, and was fed three meals a day. His soul was quickly corroded by this kind of extravagant little life. If he was more decadent, he might not have the courage to break up with the male god.

He Xiangyao added sugar and jujube sticks every day, and served him with all his heart. This effect was what he wanted, and it lasted for about a month. He guessed that the little model had been spoiled so much that he couldn't take care of himself before he started covering the quilt and purely chatting.

After getting time to recuperate, Zhao Yufeng regained his vitality quickly, and he was alive and kicking in less than three days, but his voice was still a little hoarse and his voice was low.

The little tortoise has also grown up a bit, and He Xiangyao allocated him a 30-square-meter children's room with a [-]-square-meter aquarium in it. The depth of the shallow water area is less than five millimeters, and the depth of the deep water area is no more than [-] centimeters. There is a rockery inside. There are everything you can expect, water plants, and small fountains, and it is also equipped with more than [-] little yellow duck toys.

Zhao Yufeng took the feed to tease it every day, and there was nothing else to do if he didn't tease the turtle. On the second day of the contradictory incident, He Xiangyao asked someone to tear down almost all the doors of his house, leaving only the living room door standing upright. , and asked the bodyguard to patrol 24 hours a day, and he was not allowed to step out of the villa.

Now sex and freedom are all gone. He Xiangyao suddenly broke into the toilet to take over when he put the water in the middle several times. After living for more than 20 years, someone peed again. A baby who can walk.

He Xiangyao showed himself that he raised the little model as an adult, and when he got home, he pressed him on the carpet, and Zhao Yufeng spilled the feed all over the floor: "Be gentle."

He Xiangyao took a big bite: "It's not light, it's been three days."

You have been vegetarian for three days, I have not been vegetarian for three days, Zhao Yufeng actually thought a little bit in his heart, struggling a few times meaningfully, then half pushed and half hugged the male god's neck and sucked lightly.

But He Xiangyao stopped, put the man on his shoulders and walked out, Zhao Yufeng wondered: "What's wrong?"

"My son is watching."

Zhao Yufeng: "..." True turtle son.

It has been so many times, and it seems fake to play a chaste and martyr again. Zhao Yufeng turned against the guest and tried his best to squeeze the milk. Looks sick.

Zhao Yufeng worked on the juicer all night, and he couldn't take it anymore. He vaguely felt that the man had kissed him on the forehead, and his brain became more and more chaotic. No more snacks.

He Xiangyao walked to the door trembling on both legs, just in time to meet He Zhiyang bringing Zheng Junfeng and his wife to play.

They are all familiar faces, one mentally handicapped, one rival in love, and one potential rival in love. He Xiangyao's eyes were not friendly, and He Zhiyang hurriedly smoothed things over: "Brother, don't look at him like this. Zheng Junfeng and Fu Nan are a couple, and they are in a good relationship." , I have nothing else to say to my sister-in-law."

He was overjoyed, and the rival in love was resolved internally. He Zhiyang stepped sideways to make way: "Play in the living room by yourself, keep your voice down, Fengfeng is still sleeping."

He Zhiyang didn't have a night life, so he couldn't understand: "It's time to wake up."

Zheng Junfeng understood in seconds: "Smacks, singles, don't talk nonsense, they might only be sleeping now."

He Xiangyao acquiesced.

Zheng Junfeng was startled. Fu Nan persisted until dawn at most. He just used an exaggerated rhetorical technique, but he didn't expect it to be true.

He Zhiyang is about to cry, is it wrong to be single, is it wrong to not have a nightlife?He also wants a boyfriend.

"Yangyang, there are snacks in the refrigerator, except for plain yogurt, you can take whatever you want."

"Why can't I get the original flavor?"

"Your sister-in-law likes to drink."

He Xiangyao left as soon as he finished speaking, and regardless of the mood of the little cousin who was forcibly stuffed with dog food, He Zhiyang was so angry that he found a lot of snacks and came out to ask Zheng Junfeng and his wife to eat together: "Eat, eat hard." He is not as poor as his fraternal cousin.

Zheng Junfeng waved his hands and led Fu Nan to the balcony, smoking and sticky.

Fu Nan was absent-minded, glanced upstairs, and pushed away Zheng Junfeng's approaching lips.

Zheng Junfeng didn't take it seriously, thinking that Fu Nan was disgusted with his bad breath after smoking, so he quickly put the cigarette out and threw it into the trash can, and chewed another piece of gum: "It doesn't stink now."

Fu Nan followed his words: "Don't kiss me after smoking again."

Zheng Junfeng pleaded his promise, but in his heart he was thinking about secretly smoking at home.

Fu Nan took out his mobile phone, pinched Zheng Junfeng's chin, forced him to open his mouth, and took a picture: "Next time, if I find your teeth are more yellow than the picture..."

He only spoke halfway, but Zheng Junfeng understood that the consequences were not acceptable to him. Last time he slipped his tongue and showed off his previous love affairs history, but he couldn't get out of bed for three days.