Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

As the distance slowly approached, Zhao Yufeng heard lively voices persuading him to drink. At this time, the heat of the day has just dropped, and the chill of night has not yet emerged. With a glass of wine, the fatigue of the day can be swept away.

Zheng Junfeng couldn't wait any longer, he seldom ate at roadside stalls, so he was particularly excited, he pulled Fu Nanchao over He Zhiyang and ran to the front.

Zhao Yufeng was not in a hurry, he, the one who paid, didn't go, and it was useless for others to go.

Zheng Junfeng excitedly rushed to the barbecue stand and ordered thirty skewers of grilled leeks. Not to be outdone, He Zhiyang took forty skewers of coriander beef. Fu Nan was going to be filming and had to control his diet, so he only ordered one grilled eggplant.

When Zhao Yufeng came over and saw the vegetable basket, his face turned green. He worked hard to win ten yuan, but in the end he had to pay back two or three hundred: "Can you finish eating with so much?"

Bodyguard B silently put the skewers he had chosen into the basket, and a vein popped out of Zhao Yufeng's forehead. Come on, at least the five small pink tickets had to be removed.

He Zhiyang didn't dare to touch his sister-in-law, obediently found an empty table and sat down, then waved to the boss and ordered eight bottles of peanut milk.

Zhao Yufeng pursed his lips tightly, deciding that he would never have sex with these scumbags again.

He Zhiyang smiled helplessly, and rubbed the little model's chin with his index finger: "I'll pay, that's fine."

Zhao Yufeng was happy: "Boss, I love you."

"Grumpy."

Zhao Yufeng raised his head and pouted his mouth into the shape of a chicken butt. He Xiangyao lowered his head and licked it lightly: "Okay, there are too many people here."

There are too many people and I don’t see you missing a kiss. Zhao Yufeng doesn’t care. If they are in a large shopping mall or a high-end hotel, they should worry about losing their horses. This kind of roadside stalls can be seen everywhere?Come on, which celebrity would be so down-to-earth, people would at most regard them as a familiar passer-by: "Boss, what do you want to eat?"

"You can eat", He Xiangyao had a cleanliness attack, looked around, the environment is really not good, the sewage on the ground is full of greasy, used napkins are thrown everywhere, flies and mosquitoes are flying around, crawling and flying on the ground When it came to the food, he couldn't accept it: "Eat less."

Zhao Yufeng just liked his male god's little temper: "You are afraid of getting dirty, aren't you?"

He Xiangyao: "..."

Zhao Yufeng smirked: "Then I ate these dirty things, do you still want to kiss me?"

He Xiangyao: "... dear."

"But I'm dirty too," Zhao Yufeng said tremblingly at the end.

He Xiangyao put his arms around his waist and forcibly led him to the seat: "Don't be skinny."

Zhao Yufeng took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the male god's lap, leaned close to He Xiangyao's ear, tapped the tip of his tongue on the pinna, and whispered, "Don't you dislike being dirty when you lick my place?"

He Xiangyao is going crazy, the little bastard is a typical person who forgets to eat and not to fight, his face turns pale with fright in the morning, he plays for a while and then jumps up and down, not paying attention to the things hidden in the dark at all: "I'll take care of you when I go home."

Zhao Yufeng was proud: "Yangyang's house is not soundproof. Last time I stayed in the guest room, he could hear him sneeze."

He Xiangyao didn't speak, he had already thought of a hundred ways to drive without making a sound.

He Zhiyang froze his ears and wanted to hear gossip, but Zhao Yufeng's voice was too low, he could only vaguely hear the words "living room" and "sound insulation", and immediately argued: "My pocket money is only enough to buy this kind of apartment. What can I do, I am also desperate."

"I don't have the money to buy a house yet." Zhao Yufeng's confidence was a little bit blown, he curled his lips, put his hands on Boss He's thigh, twisted his waist to the side, and rubbed his butt against another plastic stool.

Boss He quickly put his forearm under Zhao Yufeng's buttocks, wiped the stool clean with a large piece of paper, and then put him down: "I don't even look at it, I dare to sit down with so much oil .”

Knowing Papa He, Zhao Yufeng turned on the front camera: "Boss, let's take a picture."

The essence of a selfie is to look at the sky at a 45-degree angle. It’s best to widen your eyes a bit. After taking a picture, add a filter and it’s perfect.

Obviously, He Xiangyao didn't grasp this essence, and the first photo he took was squinting. Zhao Yufeng hurriedly saved the photo as a backup. If it is divided up in the future, he can print it out to see things and think about people, or sell them for a small amount of money for peanuts eat.

Boss He let the little model play around, and even helped him choose filters when he was posting pictures.

The owner of the barbecue stall came over with the food, and saw that He Xiangyao was startled, his eyes were disturbed: Look at the clothes that are either rich or expensive, don't be the leader of the Health and Quarantine Bureau's private visit to catch typical ones

Seeing that the dishes were brought to the table, the boss brought them back again, Zheng Junfeng's chopsticks froze in mid-air: "What are you doing? Do you still want to do business?"

"Hey, I'm really sorry," the boss apologized with a correct attitude: "Just now I suddenly saw a dead mosquito fell into the dish, I'll get it back for you right away."

Zheng Junfeng was fooled: "Then hurry up."

The boss wiped off his cold sweat and walked back with the plate, thinking: check every day, check every night, is it easy to make money?

The dishes were quickly served again, and several people clinked glasses and started to eat. Zhao Yufeng vaguely felt that the dishes were a little fresher than usual, and the taste was a little better, but there seemed to be no difference after careful chewing.

Fu Nan only took a bite of the grilled eggplant, and gave the rest to Zheng Junfeng. The bodyguards A, B, and C were heartbroken. The handsome guy they wanted to hold in their hands was actually eating someone else's leftovers, smiling all over his face. , as sweet as sugar.

He Zhiyang still had no one paying attention, so he could only bury his head in hard work for psychological comfort.

Fu Nan asked the boss for a straw, inserted it into the peanut milk bottle, gently rubbed the top of the straw with his index finger and thumb, looked at Zheng Junfeng with a doting face, and wiped the oil stains around his mouth from time to time. He looked at the smile but didn't reach his eyes.

Zheng Junfeng was worried while eating, he almost crushed Fu Nan to his waist today, and if he continued to let the situation develop, he might not have a chance to use the top position in the future, and the half-eaten leek leaves became tasteless, Zheng Junfeng Feng put down the skewers and wiped his mouth: "Honey, let's go back."

"Why don't you eat?"

"I do not want to eat."

"As you wish," Fu Nan didn't intend to ask, stood up while supporting the table and said goodbye.

Zhao Yufeng's hand shook, and he quickly turned his head. Fu Nan's expression was normal, he didn't seem to have done something wrong, and it must have been an accident to press his hand just now: "Be careful on the road, and report that you are safe when you get home."

"Understood." Zheng Junfeng took Fu Nan's arm and acted like a shy little girl: "It's so late, you guys should go back early."

"Okay, if you want to go, go quickly, don't talk nonsense." He Zhiyang was so jealous when he saw other people showing affection, and his words became sour: "You are procrastinating like a bitch."

Zheng Junfeng still insisted on provoking him, so he swaggered and pulled Fanan's arm around his waist: "Bye~bye~"

He Zhiyang: "..."

After the two left, the remaining six people also felt that the supper was almost enough, paid the bill, packed up their things and prepared to go home, Zhao Yufeng couldn't bear to walk, and moved slowly.

He Xiangyao put his arms around the little model's waist with one hand, and helped him rub his stomach with the other: "The baby is eight months old."

"Nine months", Zhao Yufeng patted his belly: "I will give birth tomorrow morning."

He Xiangyao lowered his head and blew into the little model's ear hole: "Then I'll help you unclog it tonight, so that it doesn't get stuck in half."

Boss He's rank is getting higher and higher day by day, Zhao Yufeng couldn't help it, he blushed, pushed him, and ran away with small steps, while running, he winked and said, "You come after me" all over his face. Ah, if you catch up with me, I'll let you hehehe.

He Xiangyao followed behind in the posture of an eagle catching a chicken: "You still dare to run."

"Hee hee hee……"

The sound stopped abruptly, and Zhao Yufeng staggered and fell to the ground. It was entirely his fault that he was walking and not looking at the road. He had nothing to complain about, so he clapped his hands and braced himself to get up.

He Xiangyao trotted forward a few steps: "I hit someone, now I feel at ease."

"Don't give me a hand."

He Xiangyao had no choice but to pick up someone like a chicken.Zhao Yufeng gave him a sideways glance, and while patting the ashes on his body, he apologized to the person who was bumped.

After a long time, without hearing any reply, Zhao Yufeng raised his head and met a face he would never forget in his life.

The surrounding scene was all blurred, Zhao Yufeng felt his world spinning, and his ears were buzzing.

The man was much older than before, with gray hair and a somewhat stooped back. The only thing that remained unchanged was his sinister face.

There were some things he thought he had forgotten long ago, but after seeing this face, all the pictures buried in the depths of his memory flooded out.

He remembered that he always dared not go home immediately after primary school, and every time he would lie on the flower bed of the school and finish his homework before going back. At that time, most of the men were drunk and would not beat him. Unfortunately, the men fell in love with him later. Gambling, drinking less time, beating him more and more.

He still remembered that the man sold the house later, and he was very happy that night when he sold the house. He took him out to have a good meal. He said a lot, and then wept.

At that time, Zhao Yufeng didn't complain about anything, and only thought that if his father could have such a good temper in the future, it would be fine even if he didn't have a house. Two big men can rent a small room casually.

The reality quickly slapped him across the face. When Zhao Yufeng woke up the next day, the man had disappeared without a trace, and the bill collectors blocked him and beat him.

Neighbors in the neighborhood put their heads out of the windows to watch the excitement. Zhao Yufeng was wearing only a pair of beach shorts and lying on the ground with his head in his arms, stupefied, not knowing how to react.