Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

Zhao Yufeng stood at the door of the villa and couldn't stop crying. He didn't know what he was crying about. The anger and sadness came out of nowhere.

He Xiangyao was so anxious that he had to call He Zhiyang to come over. Before he arrived, he received a call from the Queen Mother. After weighing the two, he finally changed into his coat and went out.

Zhao Yufeng sobbed and pulled the male god not to let go: "Where are you going?"

He Xiangyao hugged him and kissed him: "My mom has something to do, don't wait for me to come back for dinner."

"You go home early."

Zhao Yufeng's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and he looked very pitiful. He Xiangyao's heart softened again and again: "Good boy, I will try my best."

After the person left, Zhao Yufeng gradually calmed down. There was no one for him to act like a baby, no one to coax him, and it was useless to cry.

He Zhiyang brought Gao Cheng and Fu Nan over, and when he saw Zhao Yufeng's eyelids, he was shocked: "Sister-in-law, did my brother beat you?"

Zhao Yufeng wiped his face with a wet towel: "No."

"How did it become like this?" He Zhiyang leaned over and sat next to Zhao Yufeng: "Hey, don't cry, my new water light mask is very useful, let's try it?"

"Okay, what does it smell like?"

"Grassy, ​​all natural."

Zhao Yufeng took one piece apart, and it smelled pretty good: "I'll go wash my face and come back."

"Go back quickly."

He Zhiyang turned his gaze to Gao Cheng: "You take a piece too, it's tender and smooth after applying it."

Gao Cheng refused: "I don't want it, what a mother."

He Zhiyang: "Now that you hate my mother, why didn't you tell me when you were sleeping with me? Okay, let's pick the thorns after eating and wiping off."

"No, no, I was just joking," Gao Cheng took the initiative to tear off a piece and stuck it on his face: "It's really comfortable, but it's not very docile."

He Zhiyang burst out laughing: "Fool, it's wrong, your face is plastic, and the one in the trash can is the mask."

Gao Cheng: "..."

He Zhiyang wore a lot of facial masks. After 10 minutes, even the bodyguards A, B, and C had put them on, and there were always pale faces coming and going in the villa.

Zheng Junfeng silently tuned out the rebroadcast of "A Tale of Two Dragons", while watching, he rubbed against Fu Nan.

He Zhiyang wanted to change the channel, but he followed Zheng Junfeng to watch the replay three times, no matter how good the plot was, he got tired of it.

Zheng Junfeng grabbed the remote control, took out his mobile phone and typed: If you are a brother, watch it with me.

He Zhiyang: "..."

Zhao Yufeng was infected by the atmosphere, and his mood improved. He took out his mobile phone and took a picture and sent it to Boss He.

He Xiangyao felt his phone vibrate, but he didn't care about it. Looking at the smiling mother He and today's blind date, he felt his temples throbbing: "Sorry, excuse me, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Mother He's complexion immediately changed, she reluctantly smiled at Liu Zhe and left her seat to follow her son: "What do you mean today?"

He Xiangyao didn't want to quarrel with his mother, so he dragged He's mother to the wall, and said helplessly, "Mom, I still want to ask what you mean. Didn't I bring someone back to the grandpa's birthday banquet last time?"

"Don't think I don't know," Mother He lowered her voice, "Yanyuan told me all about it, then you are Bao's little lover, and you are not a serious person at all. Son, you are almost in your third year, don't mess around, hurry up!" Settle down, and I can feel at ease."

He Xiangyao took a deep breath. In fact, he had already made up his mind with the little model, but he wanted to keep the little thing hidden and not show it to anyone, for fear that Zhao Yufeng would give birth to a child after he came into contact with a higher level than him. Other thoughts: "I know."

"You don't know, you just fool me," Mother He pretended to cry, "I don't care how many little lovers you had before, break up with me early, and try to hang out with Liu Zhe, it's really inappropriate, and then change to someone else also."

"Mom, I'm leaving first, the company has something else to do."

"Don't go." Mother He hugged her son and didn't let go: "Go and talk to Xiao Liu, I finally asked him out. He's not a bad parent, he's a university professor, and he's better than those smoky people like you." Things are much better.”

He Xiangyao was forcibly dragged back, but He's mother left with a small bag. Before leaving, she left a message: "I ordered two night movie tickets for you. Go home after watching."

Liu Zhe smiled: "Auntie is so cute."

He Xiangyao's hand holding the coffee cup trembled: "She's more eccentric."

He Xiangyao and the person in front of him had nothing in common to talk about, and it was not easy to embarrass his mother, so he could only bite the bullet and continue chatting.

After watching the movie, it was already two o'clock in the morning. He Xiangyao sent Liu Zhe home out of courtesy. After the car stopped, he habitually walked around the front of the car and helped Liu Zhe open the co-pilot's door.

There was a moment of surprise on Liu Zhe's face. He unbuckled his seat belt, grabbed He Xiangyao's tie and pulled him down: "What a gentleman, I seem to like you a little bit."

The two were very close, and He Xiangyao felt disgusted: "I'm sorry, I don't think the two of us are suitable."

"Whether it fits or not, don't you have to try it to know?" Liu Zhe unbuttoned the first button of his shirt: "Both my mother and your mother think we are quite suitable."

He Xiangyao couldn't pretend anymore, he broke away violently, dragged him out of the car, and said word by word: "Stay away from me."

"I don't." Liu Zhe tilted his head slightly: "You are still the first to reject me."

He Xiangyao didn't want to say more, he slammed the door of the car directly, leaving behind a trail of car exhaust.

Liu Zhe looked at the empty street with an excited expression: "It's interesting."

……

In the villa, Zhao Yufeng was drooling while sleeping with his knees hugged. He Xiangyao turned on the light, watched the expression of the ball curled up on the sofa soften, and walked over lightly to hug him in his arms.

Zhao Yufeng moved but didn't wake up, He Xiangyao lovingly kissed the corners of his eyes, and then his cheek: "So good", just keep being good like this, stay within my reach, and don't do anything.

He Xiangyao carried him to the swing in the garden. Zhao Yufeng was startled by the cold air and opened his eyes in a daze: "Boss, are you back?"

"Ah."

It was chilly on his buttocks, Zhao Yufeng became more and more sober: "Why are you taking off my pants? It's so cold."

"Eat something and it won't be cold."

The wooden swing creaked and swayed, and Zhao Yufeng felt as if he was being nailed by a big hot iron rod, so uncomfortable that he burst into tears: "Can we come back when we go back?"

"Little squeamish."

Zhao Yufeng glanced at him sideways, thinking: You are well dressed, and the exposed parts are covered with something, so of course you are not cold.

"Okay, go back," He Xiangyao carried him upstairs in the posture of urinating for a child: "It's okay now."

Zhao Yufeng: "Asshole."

"I'm becoming more and more fond of acting like a baby." He Xiangyao relaxed his movements and kissed the tender eyelids of the little model. Yes, my little princess, if you are more delicate, I will give you everything, and I will hold everything you want in front of your eyes , as long as you always look at me alone and think of me alone.

Zhao Yufeng twisted his buttocks, and watched the man's complexion change with satisfaction, and wanted to fight me.

He Xiangyao's ruthlessness was stimulated, so strong that he seemed to want to smash someone into the bedside table, beads of sweat kept rolling down, and in the dark night, those distorted thoughts that were bound deep in his heart also came out, and he kept clamoring: Raise this person, lock him in the house, turn him into a complete parasite, only in this way will he never leave.

Zhao Yufeng felt a little hurt from the pain, and put his arms around Boss He's neck, crying and complaining: "Take it easy, you think I'm an inflatable doll."

He Xiangyao intensified, tossing and tossing until the sun was high before going to the bathroom with the little model in his arms.

Zhao Yufeng was too tired to open his eyes: "You are so bad, I am really angry."

"Then what should we do?" He Xiangyao kissed his forehead: "It has been broken for so many years, and it can't be changed."

"I took a fancy to a coat the day before yesterday. Please buy it for me. I forgive you."

"Yeah," He Xiangyao said with a smile in his voice, "It's so easy to coax."

Zhao Yufeng didn't want to be said to be easy to coax, the better the coax, the cheaper it is, he tilted his head angrily.

"Hey, I like your good temper."

Zhao Yufeng fell asleep without hearing Boss He's words clearly. The long-term intense exercise has exceeded the physical load, and he needs to take it easy.

He Xiangyao listened to the steady breathing of the little model, and took his movements lightly. He hurriedly washed her a few times and carried her back to the bed.

The two of them were sleeping soundly, but Fang Dong was tossing and turning in the hospital. During this time, he found a lot of contacts and invested a lot of money to stir up the popularity, but he didn't know what happened. His fans didn't increase much, but Fu Nan became more and more more and more red.

The nurse left the ward after tidying up. Fang Dong looked at the snow-white ceiling, and the anger in his heart became stronger and stronger. Why, he has worked so hard to live, why now he can't even compare to someone like Fang Jian.

What about brothers, but after a few words of quarrel, they will never come again, they will only talk empty words, they are all bastards.

Fang Dong threw all the things on the bedside table to the ground, clenched and loosened his fists, and finally made up his mind to call Fang Jian after a while.

Fang Jian looked at the caller ID and was a little surprised. He stayed together for more than 20 years, and every time there was a conflict, he was the first to admit his mistake: "Hello, Xiaodong."

"Brother", Fang Dong suppressed his anger: "I was wrong a few days ago, I beg you now."

Hearing this tone, Fang Jian felt uneasy: "What's wrong?"

"You asked Boss Li to help us stir fry, the popularity of the two of us is not even comparable to that of the male three."

Fang Jian was a little hesitant. He was used to wandering in the second and third lines, and he didn't expect to be popular for a long time: "This is not very good."

"What's wrong?" Fang Dong's voice became sharp: "He slept with you, so he should do something."

"That's my business." Fang Jian couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or sadness: "Don't worry about it, and don't call me in the future."