Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

Husband and wife match, work is not tiring, Zhao Yufeng heated up the hot pot, put it on the table with the induction cooker, some chicken wings, chicken feet and beef have been cooked in the soup, and other dishes are still packed in the packing box, It's just right to eat while it's hot.

A few people sat around for supper, hot pot with coke, Zhao Yufeng saw that there were too many dishes, and went to the kitchen to get three sets of bowls and chopsticks, and asked the bodyguards A, B, and C to eat together. A, B, and C were a little shy, and the boss nodded She shyly sat next to Zheng Junfeng.

Zheng Junfeng pretended to be squeezed, and moved to Fu Nan's side, and Fu Nan also moved to the side, and now the squeezed person became Zhao Yufeng.

He Xiangyao stepped back a little, pulled the little model into his arms, and helped with food and feeding.He Zhiyang was so busy talking with Gao Cheng that he didn't even look at anyone else.

Bodyguard C was so envious, it would be nice if the handsome guy let them hug him anytime.

After supper, the group was about to leave. Zhao Yufeng took Fu Nan to ask for an autograph, and wrote it on the neckline without any paper. He Xiangyao's eyes changed again and again, and he ate duck necks for two hours that night.

Zhao Yufeng's neck was covered with marks all over his neck, so he had to wear a turtleneck sweater to cover it up. Fortunately, it rained heavily last night and the temperature dropped, so wearing a turtleneck didn't look awkward.Zhao Yufeng took a look in the mirror and went downstairs after making sure there was nothing exposed.

There is toast and milk on the table in the living room, and there is a heart-shaped poached egg on the toast. I don't know when Boss He learned the new skill.

Zhao Yufeng ate while enjoying the beauty, lazily swiping his phone, feeling a little out of order, until he finished eating, took the turtle food to feed his son, and realized where the out of line was, the little guy who couldn't stop for a moment in the past is today There was no movement at all.

He hurried over, found his son who was curled up on the edge of the aquarium, and poked it, but the little guy didn't move, and Zhao Yufeng's heart skipped a beat, something bad happened, don't suddenly drop the temperature and catch a cold.

Zhao Yufeng was dizzy and rushed to the pet hospital with his son. The doctor took a magnifying glass and checked carefully: "It's okay, the temperature has cooled, it's normal not to move."

"No, doctor, my son usually eats three meals of turtle food, but he eats the most in the morning, and he didn't touch it at all today."

The old doctor adjusted his eyeglasses: "The lower the temperature, the less it likes to eat. After a period of hibernation, it won't eat anything."

Zhao Yufeng: "..." Hibernation.

Making a fool of himself, Zhao Yufeng walked back disheveledly with his son, but the little tortoise slowly poked its head out of its shell because the temperature rose slightly during the day.

Zhao Yufeng raised the plastic box and gave his son face-to-face ideological education: "Baby, let me warn you before you do something wrong next time, okay? I took a taxi for you to see a doctor today, and it cost me a couple of tickets, which is enough for me to go out and have a meal." gone."

The little tortoise glanced at his father, then retracted his shell again, with a rebellious and unrepentant expression on his face, Zhao Yufeng said helplessly, "Son, help father save some money and save it for you to marry a wife, otherwise you will become a bachelor turtle in the future, you It's just rocks."

The little turtle still didn't respond, and Zhao Yufeng was not interested in torturing him anymore, so he called Boss He to complain, and the two kissed for a while on the phone, Zhao Yufeng completely forgot his original intention, and he was flattered I took my son to buy a yogurt purple rice dew.

Purple rice is a bit sweeter than the usual white rice, a bit springy, and tastes good.

Zhao Yufeng drank the yogurt, opened the lid, scooped up the purple rice with a spoon, and ate it before he walked out of the store ten meters away. He returned it and bought two new cups, one for Boss He and one for him. Watch it at night Drink while watching TV.

"Zhao Yufeng."

The voice was very familiar, Zhao Yufeng turned his head, saw that old face, and immediately wanted to run out of habit, but bodyguard B was one step ahead of him, tied up Zhao Hui before the two of them could react, and pushed him into the car.

Zhao Hui's wound was touched, and he yelled in pain. When he saw Zhao Yufeng coming in, he restrained himself: "Son, I didn't mean to hurt you. Someone forced me. I lost money in a bet. I have no choice but to be obedient."

"So?" Zhao Yufeng said blankly, "What do you want to say?"

"You have been away from home for so many years, and I miss you very much." Zhao Hui squeezed out two tears: "At the beginning, I had no choice but to use you to pay off the debt, and they would cut off my hand."

Zhao Yufeng looked at the man's bandaged arm, and said in a bad tone: "Have you cut it off? Isn't it growing well? Is it because I am dazzled?"

Zhao Hui was choked, and Zhao Yufeng sneered: "Stop pretending, just speak up."

"Give me 200 million, and we will never see each other in the future."

"I told you last time not to come to me again." Zhao Yufeng looked at the bandages all over the man's body, and felt no fluctuation in his heart. He neither felt refreshed nor sad: "It doesn't matter anymore."

"Little beast, you are bleeding my blood. Believe it or not, I will sue you."

"Okay, go sue, let's calculate how many years you will be sentenced for trafficking minors."

"I should have strangled you in the first place." Zhao Hui's neck was flushed, "What's the use of living like a beast like you."

Zhao Yufeng didn't fluctuate in his heart, took out his wallet, took out two pink tickets, stuffed them into the pocket of the man's jacket, and looked at the bodyguard A: "Throw him out."

Zhao Hui was thrown to the side of the road and rolled around on the ground before he stopped. His injured leg was even worse. He touched the two tickets cursingly, supported the street tree to get up, and limped Walking to the opposite restaurant, those people in the casino are so stingy, they just didn't give him any food for so long.

Zhao Yufeng's good mood was ruined again, and he took his son and yogurt to the company to seek comfort from the male god.

He Xiangyao was reading the script. After he became famous, he didn't do much filming. Instead, he started a company and used the resources in his hands to win newcomers. Yesterday he was stimulated by Fu Nan, and he started to play games again.

Almost all the employees in the company recognize the little lover of the big boss, and they didn't stop him. Zhao Yufeng was allowed to take the president's special elevator to the top floor blatantly. Zhao Yufeng pushed open the door, made a silence gesture to the assistant, and tiptoed He walked outside He Xiangyao's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in", He Xiangyao didn't lift his head: "What's the matter?"

"Report to the boss, I'll deliver the milk."

He Xiangyao raised his head, put down the documents, put down Erlang's raised legs, and patted his thighs. Zhao Yufeng trotted over, spread his legs and sat on the man's lap, and put his son down: "I bought yogurt."

He Xiangyao's expression was a bit indescribable.

Zhao Yufeng understood in seconds: "You can also drink my grandma."

Boss He was satisfied, and he sucked him for half an hour before he let go. Zhao Yufeng wiped his saliva with a tissue, and shook his feet to look at the things on the desk: "Boss, what are these?"

"I'm going to play a small guest role, you help me choose."

Zhao Yufeng didn't quite understand it, so he flipped through it and chose the most pleasing one: "Playboy is quite fun."

"Usually like a jealous jar, you still want me to play a playboy?"

Opening his eyes and talking nonsense, Zhao Yufeng threw off his shoes, put his feet on the man's lap, and wriggled his toes happily: "It's just acting, it can't be real, this role is tailor-made for you. Young and wealthy, handsome and unrestrained, suave..."

"Okay." He Xiangyao pinched the little model's chin and kissed: "Turn around the corner and say I'm a playboy."

Zhao Yufeng shut up, oops, I've been spotted.

"Little vinegar jar, if I say that I only slept with you, would you believe it?"

If you believe it, you will see hell in the daytime. Zhao Yufeng still remembers watching the scene where the twins seduce the male god with his own eyes, and he hesitated and said nothing.

He Xiangyao held his face: "Really, I only slept with you."

"Well", seeing is believing, hearing is believing, Zhao Yufeng didn't want to continue to entangle, so he changed the topic: "Boss, our son is going to hibernate."

The little model didn't believe it, and He Xiangyao didn't say much. Time will always prove everything: "It's so small, it's not suitable for hibernation."

"what?"

"Young tortoises tend to die in hibernation." He Xiangyao usually reads miscellaneous books. After having a son, he loves to read books related to tortoises. He has a little knowledge about this: "The fat is not thick enough to survive the winter."

"Then what should we do?" Zhao Yufeng was in trouble.

"Turn on the air conditioner for it."

Zhao Yufeng: "..."

Everyone's parents have spoken, and Zhao Yufeng is also planning to spend extravagantly. In the past years, he still relied on flesh to resist ten degrees below zero, let alone this season.

He Xiangyao saw that the little model's toes were moving very flexibly, his heart itched unbearably, he held the feet in his hand and rubbed them lightly: "Isn't it cold?"

"It's still a bit." Zhao Yufeng drew small circles on the male god's palm with his toes: "You are so warm."

"I don't even know how to add clothes when it's cold." He Xiangyao wrapped his feet in his clothes: "Put on my clothes later and go back."

"Yeah." On the surface, Zhao Yufeng obediently listened to the instruction, but his feet were arching everywhere, rubbing against the male god's waist, touching the male god's abdominal muscles, and touching the male god's belt.

He Xiangyao grabbed his feet through his clothes: "I know the skin all day long."

Zhao Yufeng blinked: "You have clearly said before that you like me alive and kicking."

"I never said that."

I remember it quite clearly, and I couldn’t get over it, so Zhao Yufeng could only pretend to be stupid: “Oh, then I remembered it wrong.”

He Xiangyao was angry and funny, he couldn't bear to beat and scold, so he could only grab the little model's ankles and scratch his soles, Zhao Yufeng laughed and hid, twisted and turned, and fell to the ground without sitting still, his butt was almost swollen.

He calmed down, and was aggrieved by Boss He, who pulled him back into his arms: "It's all your fault."

He Xiangyao rubbed him for him: "I'm a father now, and I'm not sure about the focus."

Zhao Yufeng pouted, and kissed the back of Boss He's head: "Is the kiss hard enough?"

He Xiangyao: "...it can be a little heavier."