Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

He Xiangyao was quiet for a while, then leaned closer with a stern face: "Honey, change clothes, let's go pick up our son home."

Zhao Yufeng almost forgot about the little turtle, and struggled to get up, but fell back in pain, He Xiangyao really regretted it: "Hey, show me, is it hurt?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Zhao Yufeng was furious, "You think I'm just pretending?"

"No, no, I didn't expect it to be so serious. I didn't see bleeding yesterday." He Xiangyao lacked confidence: "Then go to the hospital first?"

"No, I don't want others to look at me."

"Then you rest for a while, I will go out to buy medicine and take my son home."

This is just like a human saying. Zhao Yufeng nodded reluctantly, but he was still very unhappy. He felt as if he was dragged to the side of the road and forced to stand on the street three hundred times for only [-] cents each time. harm.

Boss He squeezed the little model's chin and forced him to turn his head: "I'm going out, stay at home and send me a WeChat message if you want to eat."

Zhao Yufeng couldn't bear the temptation of snacks: "Buy me two boards of Yakult and come back."

"Well, what else do you want?"

Zhao Yufeng frowned and thought for a while: "One more catty of nougat milk powder, I want cranberry flavor."

He Xiangyao took out his small notebook and wrote: "Is it gone?"

"Gone."

"I still like to eat snacks at this age." He Xiangyao leaned down and kissed the young model's smooth forehead: "Like a child."

Zhao Yufeng slapped the male god on the face: "That's enough, I'm still young."

"Goodbye, baby."

Zhao Yufeng couldn't hold it back, he was so teased by the male god, he burst out laughing, and then pulled the quilt to cover his face in embarrassment: "Goodbye, Uncle He."

He Xiangyao went out quickly and came back quickly. It took less than half an hour to get together back and forth, and the husband and wife were stuck together for a while before he changed into formal clothes and went to the company.

Waiting for the male god to leave, the room became quiet, except for the sound of the little turtle sliding the pulleys, Zhao Yufeng suddenly felt lonely, he looked at the window frame that was turned into gold by the sunlight, and his mind went back and forth.

He had never been in a relationship before, nor had he ever had a date, so he didn't know what kind of relationship he had with the male god.

When the phone rang, Zhao Yufeng scratched his hair, put aside his messy thoughts, grabbed the phone, and connected: "Hello."

He Zhiyang said while applying the eye mask: "Sister-in-law."

"what happened?"

"I'm so bored at home, can we go shopping?"

Zhao Yufeng's hardware is not very supportive: "In a few days, it's not very convenient now."

"You're so screwed up you can't get out of bed again?"

Zhao Yufeng: "..."

"Then don't go out, let me ask Lao Zheng to come and play with the head office."

"Come."

Zheng Junfeng and his little cousin didn't bring a man with them this time, Gao Cheng was too busy at the pet shop, and Fu Nan went to the set to shoot a new movie early in the morning.

When the three helpless little friends gathered together, the resentment towards their husband became stronger.

Zhao Yufeng proposed to play mahjong, but Lao Zheng flatly refused, Zheng Junfeng frowning: "My man costs a lot of money to make a movie."

He Zhiyang was confused: "Spending money? He is so popular now, shouldn't he make money and go home?"

"There are a lot of people who are popular. After "Double Dragon" became popular, people always complained about his plastic surgery on the Internet. Bah, I don't know if he has plastic surgery or not."

"That doesn't cost money, does it?"

Zheng Junfeng: "They wronged my man, I will definitely hire a navy to spray them back."

He Zhiyang: "..." There is no way to refute.

Zhao Yufeng: "It's true that he didn't have plastic surgery. He was like this when I met him many years ago."

Zheng Junfeng is proud: "I just say that my man is primitive and natural."

Zhao Yufeng changed the subject: "But it's not impossible to find places that have been moved."

"Ok?"

"He used to wrestle and left a scar on his scalp. There was no hair growing in a place almost the size of a fingernail. Later, he saved money to have a hair transplant."

The money was saved by the two of them together, Zhao Yufeng felt sad when he thought about it, at that time they were already suffering from the medical expenses of Fu Nan's father, and they had to dig money out of their teeth to get hair transplants, Zhao Yufeng lived a happy life He even wanted to pick up junk and sell it for money.

Fortunately, he accepted an advertisement for swimming trunks and made a small profit, so the two of them had a chance to catch their breath.

After a false alarm, Zheng Junfeng let out a long breath: "Can you stop panting when you speak in the future?"

Zhao Yufeng smiled meanly: "Actually, there is a very simple way to identify plastic surgery."

"What way?"

"Take the chin as an example. If you reach out and touch it, you can feel the continuous bone outline, which is the real chin. If you feel the 'seam' in the facial muscles and fat, it is usually stuffed with prosthesis, and it is a big soft mass. That’s the one with the needle.”

He Zhiyang was worried: "Gao Cheng's jaw is very soft."

Zhao Yufeng: "...he has a fleshy face and a double chin."

He Zhiyang: "Oh."

"Actually, I really want to swell my butt." Zheng Junfeng lowered his voice: "A shriveled one doesn't look good at all."

"Why bother?" He Zhiyang raised his eyebrows: "If you rub it too much, it will get bigger. Look at my sister-in-law's ass, which is getting more and more warped every day. Come, let me rub it for you twice."

Zheng Junfeng hesitated: "Would you know it, why don't you search for videos on the Internet first?"

"You don't have to worry about my work", Gao Cheng used this excuse to rub him every day, not to mention learning ten times ten, he also understood a lot: "Come on, lie down."

Zhao Yufeng rolled his eyes as he watched the two mentally handicapped kneading the dough three times to the left and three times to the right. He was obviously swollen.

Bodyguard A pushed open the half-covered door: "Master, the things you bought have arrived."

"Let's put it on the bedside table." Zhao Yufeng bought too many miscellaneous things, and Zhao Yufeng himself forgot what he bought.

He Zhiyang was curious, stopped the movement of his hands, stretched his neck to look: "Beeswax, why use it?"

"Hair removal", Zhao Yufeng remembered. Some time ago, there was an online event, buy one get one free, he bought ten boxes in one go, and prepared to stock up for summer.

"Is it easy to use?" He Zhiyang was reminded of sad memories. He used to think that his calf hair was beautiful, but later Gao Cheng fell asleep touching his thigh and screaming for kiwis. He couldn't be more beautiful. up.

"It's okay, do you want to try it?"

Zheng Junfeng was also interested: "Me too."

"It hurts when you tear it off," Zhao Yufeng looked at his little cousin's hairy legs: "Be prepared mentally."

He Zhiyang gritted his teeth: "If it hurts, it hurts, sister-in-law, just do it."

Even though they had prepared themselves, the two young gay guys who met hair removal wax for the first time still shouted loudly, and Zheng Junfeng's eyes were full of tears: "Damn."

Zhao Yufeng is already numb, his hair is light, and there are few places where he falls off. When he closes his eyes and opens them, it will pass. But Fu Nantian has heavy hair, and his legs look like he is wearing woolen pants. Every time I help him tear off the wax paper Every now and then, he screamed like a butcher: "Continue?"

Zheng Junfeng wiped his nose with a tissue: "Continue."

Waiting for the whole body to be undressed, He Zhiyang and Zheng Junfeng lay limply on their stomachs, and He Zhiyang was dying: "It's really troublesome to be gay."

"That's right", Zheng Junfeng still had a little expectation in his heart when he said that. He touched his slippery thigh, thinking that Fu Nan would definitely like it.

Zhao Yufeng patted his little cousin's butt: "Don't pretend to be dead, the pain will only hurt for a while."

He Zhiyang continued to lie on his stomach: "Sister-in-law, help me get the phone out of my trouser pocket."

He Zhiyang took the opportunity to call Gao Cheng to act like a baby, crying and making noise: "Can't you come and pick me up?"

Gao Cheng had a headache: "Daughter-in-law, my store is really busy."

"The store is more important than me? You haven't had breakfast with me for three days. I want to break up, break up."

"You are important, you are important, I will come right away."

Zheng Junfeng was envious, he hesitated holding the phone, although he wanted Fu Nan to come and pick him up, but he was afraid of disturbing the man's work.After struggling for more than ten minutes, I finally dialed the phone.

Fu Nan was touching up his makeup, and Wang Qiankun turned on the speakerphone for him with his mobile phone: "Hello."

Zheng Junfeng faltered instantly: "I dialed the wrong number, please do your best, bye."

Bodyguard A looked angrily at the door, Zheng Junfeng's distraught look seemed like a knife had been stabbed in his chest, and he stirred it three times, making his heart dripping with blood.

Bodyguard B was indignant, why is life so hard, they don't know how to cherish what they get, and what they guard silently can't attract that person's attention, who will judge.

Everyone was on the phone, Zhao Yufeng called the male god, and He Xiangyao went to the balcony to answer: "Baby, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just miss you."

He Xiangyao stretched his brows and eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously: "Good boy, I'll try to come back as early as possible in the afternoon, let's go out for dinner."

Liu Zhe was dumbfounded. He was as cold as ice when he faced him just now, but now he was smiling like a spring.

When He Xiangyao hung up the phone and came back, his expression became cold again, and Liu Zhe also sat upright: "Describe your symptoms."

He Xiangyao's voice was very tired: "I can't control it anymore." Unable to control the anger and fear in his heart, he became more and more unscrupulous in attacking in the dead of night, and even couldn't help thinking of killing people like this, and they would die forever together.

Liu Zhe poured a cup of tea and handed it to He Xiangyao. The mist from the tea blurred He Xiangyao's vision: "Can't control emotions or can't control behavior?"

"All."

"Is he hurt?"

"I hurt, I didn't bleed, but I couldn't get out of bed because of the pain."

"How did you feel when you saw him hurt?"

"I am very distressed and regretful."

"What was his reaction?"

"Angry, but he was laughed at by me before going out." He Xiangyao's expression relaxed again: "In fact, he has a good temper, but I have raised him a little coquettishly. He always likes to act like a baby, and he refuses to walk by himself. I help him wash his face and put on his shoes."

Liu Zhe: "..." To describe the symptoms, describe the symptoms well, show off your affection, and bully single dogs.