Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

After more than an hour, when he arrived at the beach, He Xiangyao parked the car in the open space and walked down with the little model on his back.

Zhao Yufeng looked left and right and didn't see anyone. The weather is so good, shouldn't it?

"What are you messing with?"

"Boss, where are the people on the beach?"

“Private beach.”

Zhao Yufeng: "..." It's amazing to be rich.

"If you like it, I will give it to you."

"That's so embarrassing." Zhao Yufeng happily swung his feet in mid-air, regardless of whether it was true or not, this kind of words made people feel at ease: "Forget it."

He Xiang didn't continue the topic: "Do you want to go into the water?"

Zhao Yufeng wanted to agree, but he remembered that he was not wearing underwear, and whispered to the man's ear with a disappointed expression, "I'm in neutral."

He Xiangyao's complexion changed again and again. He resisted his body's reaction, squatted down and put the person on the ground, and pulled up the pajama pants above Zhao Yufeng's knees for Zhao Yufeng.

Zhao Yufeng's skin was originally fair, and during this period of time he had been bored at home, making it even whiter. He kicked off his slippers and stepped directly onto the beach. The golden fine sand and pink toes formed a stark contrast.

He Xiangyao saw it dry-mouthed: "Hey, raise your right foot."

Zhao Yufeng obeyed obediently, and then saw the man stretch out his hand to support his sole, lowered his head and kissed him, from his toes to the instep of his foot and then to his ankle. There was a five centimeter long scar on his ankle, which was left when he was a child. That old bastard lost money playing cards, and he took it out on him when he got home. It was not enough to beat him with a stick, so he had to use a knife to chop him, and he almost hit his Achilles tendon. Thinking about it now, I am afraid.

After kissing enough, He Xiangyao let go of his hand, and hooked Zhao Yufeng's calf with his forearm instead, and moved forward lightly, Zhao Yufeng was hooked so that his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell back straight.

Zhao Yufeng felt like a dog, and seeing that the back of his head was about to touch the ground, He Xiangyao rolled him to the side again.

Rolling on the beach is not a good experience. When they stopped, both of them were covered with gravel, which was very annoying. Zhao Yufeng's delicate skin and tender flesh couldn't bear it even more: "Get up."

"No", He Xiangyao supported the beach with one hand and looked down at the little model. Maybe the weather was too good, maybe the white foam from the waves was too beautiful, maybe the smell brought by the sea breeze was too refreshing, all the strength in his body was exhausted. Clean, buried his face in Zhao Yufeng's neck like he was possessed: "Let me hug you for a while."

"What... what's wrong?"

The man didn't speak, so Zhao Yufeng could only keep still. After a while, a soft snore sounded in his ears. He lowered his head, and Boss He had already fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

Running all the way to the beach, not picking up shells, not swimming, not surfing just to sleep?Zhao Yufeng couldn't understand, but he still didn't make a sound. He slowly moved his fingers to the man's waist, rubbed them a few times, and then moved up the spine, touching the back of the neck, and then the top of the hair.

The male god's hair is very thick, black and shiny, a little prickly, and feels like dog hair.

"Have you touched enough?"

Zhao Yufeng: "..."?

"I wanted to sleep, but you couldn't fall asleep because of your touch." He Xiangyao rolled the little model around and replaced him with Zhao Yufeng's armpit, and lifted him up: " Have you figured out how to pay for it?"

Zhao Yufeng was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses until the male god slapped his buttocks: "Touch it a few times and you won't lose a few pieces of meat."

"Then I'll touch it a few times too." He Xiangyao separated his five fingers and rubbed his buttocks: "There's a lot of meat."

Zhao Yufeng: "..."

When He Xiangyao went to kiss him, Zhao Yufeng quickly turned his head: "No."

"Hey, give me a kiss."

"Don't kiss my face with the mouth that kissed my feet."

"It's all your own meat, what do you dislike?"

"In case athlete's foot is infected on the face, kissing is not allowed anyway."

He Xiangyao: "..."

Zhao Yufeng took the opportunity to break free, ran two steps and lay down on the beach again, waving his arms wildly a few times, seeing that the man didn't follow, he took the initiative to flirt: "Boss, look, I drew two a fan."

He Xiangyao: "...I'm going to get some food, what do you want?"

“Fresh squeezed strawberry juice without ice.”

He Xiangyao came back with a large glass of strawberry juice. Zhao Yufeng noticed the male god's crotch groaning with sharp eyes, and his thoughts immediately turned. In broad daylight, could something nasty happen again?

He Xiangyao lay down next to him, and took Zhao Yufeng's hand down: "Do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat chicken today..."

"It's strawberries."

"Oh", what a waste of expression, let me eat strawberries when I take off my pants?

Zhao Yufeng fumbled around a few times, and when he touched a round object, he was about to take it out. He Xiangyao coughed a few times and held him down: "Change to another one, it's not, it's a wrong touch..."

Zhao Yufeng shook his hand, with an embarrassed expression: "You take it out yourself."

He Xiangyao sighed, ten seconds later Zhao Yufeng ate three big strawberries that were still warm, one of them was crushed, the juice was stained everywhere, it was very sticky and uncomfortable: "I'll wash it hand."

"Well," He Xiangyao put the juice on the beach, followed by Zhao Yufeng after washing his hands. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the male god standing behind him with his knees propped up.

He Xiangyao was caught off guard, his hair was all wet, Zhao Yufeng leaned forward and back with a smile: "Come after me, come after me."

As far as the speed of the turtle crawling, He Xiangyao let him catch up with one foot, but for fun, Boss He deliberately pretended to be physically weak: "Don't run."

Zhao Yufeng became more and more complacent, and the consequence of being complacent was that he was condemned by God. After running a few steps, he was hit by a big wave and hit the beach.

He Xiangyao ran to him in a few steps: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yufeng cried and said, "Quick, I need to take a bath, it hurts so much."

He Xiangyao: "..."

Having learned a lot, Zhao Yufeng rushed into the shower, thinking: he will never play on the beach with injuries again.

He Xiangyao took the shower head to help him wash his back: "Will you be skinny again next time?"

Zhao Yufeng stared at him: "Who bit these wounds?"

He Xiangyao: "..."

"You are the culprit."

He Xiangyao: "..."

"Take it easy."

He Xiangyao: "Oh, good."

Someone was waiting for the laundry, so Zhao Yufeng simply became the hands-free shopkeeper, his eyes rolling around: "Why do you have so many bathrooms on the private beach?"

"There are more relatives in the family, and each person lives in one room."

Zhao Yufeng: "..." Okay, you are rich, you are awesome.

"After washing your back, turn around."

"Oh", Zhao Yufeng was very obedient, raising his hand when asked to raise his hand, and separating his legs when asked to separate.

More than two hours passed after taking a bath, the sky was getting dark, and the two got on the car to go home. Zhao Yufeng was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes. Hearing the rustling sound of the wheels of the car on the gravel, he felt like Forgot something, and it seems there is nothing.

When he got home, Zhao Yufeng was already sleeping and snoring a little. He Xiangyao gently hugged him and pushed open the door. He saw He Zhiyang sitting on the sofa eating snacks, frowning, and gave his little cousin a Why are you still looking here: "Turn down the TV volume, your sister-in-law is asleep."

He Zhiyang: "..." After marrying a daughter-in-law, he forgot his younger brother.

It just so happened that when the hero on TV roared, He Xiangyao froze in his footsteps. Zhao Yufeng's eyes opened a slit, and he looked towards the source of the sound. When he met He Zhiyang's sad little eyes, he was startled. No wonder he felt that something was missing.

Zhao Yufeng was a little bit guilty, he had no resistance to the beauty of a man, He Xiangyao dazzled him in the blink of an eye, how could he remember others: "You go upstairs first, I will talk to Yangyang for a while."

Boss He stared at his cousin, He Zhiyang turned off the TV tactfully: "No, sister-in-law, I'll go home first."

Satisfied, Boss He continued to walk upstairs with the little model in his arms, put her on the bed, made a phone call mysteriously, and then excitedly prepared to go out again.

Zhao Yufeng rolled around on the bed, retracting himself into the quilt: "Where are you going?"

"Take my son's toys."

Zhao Yufeng became interested, wrapped his little quilt tightly and sat down, staring at the door, within 5 minutes, he saw a mass of things slipping in quickly: "..." Hastily, the cockroach has become a spirit.

Zhao Yufeng picked up the slippers without hesitation and threw them over, hitting the target. He Xiangyao came over just in time to see this scene, with a complicated expression on his face: "Why are you photographing your son?"

Zhao Yufeng: "..."

He Xiangyao picked up the slippers, and somehow the little tortoise turned over, its four legs were scribbling in the air. He pinched the edge of the tortoise's shell to turn the little tortoise back, and then pinched it to the bed: "Look."

Zhao Yufeng took his son and held it in the palm of his hand, and immediately discovered the mystery: "Why did you tie a small skateboard to it?"

"It crawls too slowly on its own."

"What should I do if I hit it?"

"I bought him a play mat."

Zhao Yufeng: "..." You can do it.

In order to see his son's speed, Zhao Yufeng also got out of bed and assembled the crawling mat with Boss He. The mat is very thick, and there is a [-]-centimeter-high fence around it, so there should be no safety hazards.

After being put on it, the little tortoise wandered around for a while, and soon regained the feeling of drag racing. It swiped its four short legs on the ground, and immediately shot them out like a small sky cannon. Retracted into the shell, it looks leisurely and comfortable. The only disadvantage is that it is not very flexible when turning, and it is prone to car accidents.

The two adult men knelt on the ground like mentally retarded people and watched it practice its driving skills, and helped it turn its shell from time to time. After practicing until eleven o'clock in the evening, He Xiangyao took off the small skateboard and put the turtle back into the water tank.

Zhao Yufeng felt in his heart that the male god had fallen: "Boss, won't it affect work if you stay with me at home every day?"

"It's okay, the company will collapse when it collapses, and the interest is enough to support you anyway."

Zhao Yufeng: "..." Really depraved.

"Isn't it good to stay with you at home?"

Don't be kidding, I'll take it seriously, Zhao Yufeng went back to bed, closed his eyes: "I'm going to sleep."

He Xiangyao: "... really don't like me to accompany you?"

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and Zhao Yufeng thought to himself: Every time you give me so much hope, and you pour cold water on me when I am full of joy and plan for the future, how can I trust you: "Boss, I'm sleepy."