Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

It was still early for the male god to go home, He Zhiyang was picked up by Gao Cheng, Zheng Junfeng also put on his shoes to visit the set, and now only Zhao Yufeng was left.

He flipped around on the bed a few times, thinking about earning extra money, the male god would not let him go out, shooting commercials and selling Mala Tang would not work, maybe opening an online store would be okay.

What to sell was a big trouble, so Zhao Yufeng ran to the kitchen to have a look, he had a flash of inspiration, and decided to try some beef jerky first.

When He Xiangyao came home, the room was filled with the smell of beef, and bodyguards A, B, and C were eating beef jerky with a pair of plastic gloves.

Wearing an apron, Zhao Yufeng came out with a baking tray. When he saw the man, he wanted to trot over to greet him, but twisted his waist again, his face contorted, and his voice was weak: "I'm back."

Boss He walked over to support him, holding his waist with one hand, and holding the baking tray with the other: "Be careful, don't be so reckless."

"The culprit is not you."

"Okay, my fault." He Xiangyao lowered his head and licked the sauce on the little model's lips: "Why did you remember making beef jerky?"

"Boss, help me taste it." Zhao Yufeng's eyes sparkled, he took off his gloves, squeezed a piece of beef jerky and fed it to He Xiangyao's mouth: "Eat seriously, I will listen to the evaluation after eating."

The beef jerky was just taken out of the oven and it was a little hot. He Xiangyao chewed it and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious."

"Really?" Zhao Yufeng's eyes were full of surprises. He was sure that the male god was well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child. At least it proved that the taste was not bad: "Don't lie to me."

"It's really delicious." He Xiangyao looked at bodyguards A, B and C: "What do you think?"

Bodyguards A, B and C couldn't stop eating: "It's delicious, very delicious."

Zhao Yufeng was happy, and took the baking tray to the balcony to dry, He Xiangyao followed out, looking at the densely packed beef jerky on the balcony, confused: "Why do you make so much?"

Zhao Yufeng mysteriously kissed the male god on the cheek: "Secret."

Well, a little secret is a little secret, anyway, making beef jerky won't get him a green hat, so He Xiangyao changed the subject: "Let's go, change clothes, and go out to eat."

Zhao Yu became plump, and felt that his butt didn't hurt anymore, his waist didn't hurt anymore, and his whole body became lighter. A fierce tiger jumped onto the male god's back: "Carry me, carry me."

He Xiangyao hugged the two legs clamped around his waist: "Let's go, young master."

After driving for more than ten minutes, He Xiangyao coaxed the little model to put on the blindfold: "Hey, I'll take it off later."

Zhao Yufeng obediently listened to the movement around him with his ears closed. The heartbeat of the male god was very close to him, and even some warm breath fell on his earlobe.

When the eyes are invisible, other senses become more sensitive, and Zhao Yufeng has big goosebumps: "Boss, don't get so close."

No one answered, Zhao Yufeng felt the male god's fingers go up his knees, couldn't help clasping his legs tightly to clamp his palms, and said in a panic: "Enough, I'll be angry if I do this again."

He Xiangyao rubbed the arrogant ball: "I can see it."

"Stop kneading."

"I don't," He Xiangyao played vigorously, pulled the tie to tie the little model's hands, and then hugged the man into his arms: "Good boy, it will only take a while."

You only used it for a while, and Zhao Yufeng felt that his masculine dignity was challenged, but he couldn't refute it. In less than a minute, his pants were wet.

He Xiangyao got out of the car with someone in his arms, and felt distressed seeing the little model crying or not: "Baby, don't be angry, I have prepared a surprise for you."

The temperature outside was very low, and when the cold wind blew, Zhao Yufeng's butt was completely cold. He sniffled: "I don't want to talk to you."

"Then can I talk to you?" He Xiangyao changed his posture and put his hands under the little model's buttocks: "Hey, your coat is long, no one will see it."

"To shut up."

The incident happened in a blink of an eye. Bodyguard A didn't understand what was going on at first, but now he also understands. Bodyguard C tugged on his brother's sleeve and mouthed 'morning'.

Bodyguard A nodded, the two looked at each other tacitly, and shut their mouths, the boss's private life is not something they can discuss.

Zhao Yufeng was so angry, his lips were pursed tightly, it was all because of the male god's excessive use every day, that he would * * early, obviously he could hold on for more than ten minutes before.

He Xiangyao saw water stains seeping out from under the eye mask, and immediately coaxed him in a low voice: "Baby, baby, we have arrived at the location, don't get angry, okay?"

"not good."

"Now, there is a glass door in front of us, you can push it." He Xiangyao put the man on the ground, took Zhao Yufeng's hand to hold the doorknob: "Push the door open, there is a gift for you inside."

Don't try to bribe me with a little profit, Zhao Yufeng made up his mind to loosen the bones of the male god when he gets home later.

With a slight force on his hands, the door was pushed open a crack, and hot air blew out from inside. Zhao Yufeng hurried inside, feeling very sad: I must be the first person in the world to be frozen by his own son.

He Xiangyao carefully guarded by the side, for fear that his family's precious lump would fall if he couldn't see the way.

Zhao Yufeng smelled the aroma of hot pot, he held his breath, and heard the sound of soup boiling again, he was not sure: "The gift is hot pot?"

"Half of the guess is right, you can watch it now."

Zhao Yufeng raised his hand and pulled off the blindfold. After being in the dark for a long time, he suddenly saw the light, and he was still a little uncomfortable. He squinted his eyes and shook his head slightly, and the scene in front of him became clear.

There is only one table in the huge room, and there is a band not far from the table. The black pure wood floor and the silver-white chandelier are in stark contrast.

Zhao Yufeng turned his head: "What is this for?"

He Xiangyao snapped his fingers, and the sound of the violin sounded. He knelt down on one knee with a diamond ring in his hand: "Today, three months ago, we met for the first time."

Zhao Yufeng stretched out his hand in a daze, watching the diamond ring slowly put on the ring finger, tears welled up, this moment seemed to be infinitely slowed down, all the fear of the unknown disappeared, his heart was filled very much Full, the joy almost burst out of the chest: "Don't think that you can bribe me by doing this, the debt just now has not been settled with you yet."

"Let's do the math when we get home. Now let's look at the presents." He Xiangyao stood up and hugged him: "The kitchen is on the left and the toilet is on the right. Don't you like hot pot? Now this hot pot restaurant has your surname. If you want to run your own business, you can rent it out and collect rent.”

Zhao Yufeng was moved but remembered the bag shop that the boss gave him before, after the transfer, he never took care of it, and asked in a low voice: "I forgot about the shop you gave me last time, and I never took care of it. "

"Don't worry about it, I will find someone to help you run the business well, and every month's profit will be credited to your card, haven't you checked it?"

I really haven’t checked it. I usually use the boss’s Alipay for shopping in supermarkets and online shopping, and there is nothing else to spend money on: “I’ll check it out later.”

Bodyguards A, B, and C stood on the sidelines and watched, envious and jealous. Bodyguard C burst into tears: "I really want this kind of 'plain and simple' love." For the rest of my life, I will have no worries about food and clothing.

Bodyguard B rolled his eyes: "Wake up, you will be lucky if you are willing."

Bodyguard A: "...I miss the handsome guy."

Bodyguards B and C: "Oh."

Zhao Yufeng stopped being angry at all, and went to hold the boss's hand with a blushing face: "Let's go, eat."

He Xiangyao was also very satisfied with his shy and timid appearance. He actually didn't expect the effect to be so good, and making such a surprise was just a temporary idea on the way home.I messed up people yesterday, if I don't coax him well tonight, maybe I'm going to sleep in the guest room.

The bottom of the pot is mandarin duck pot, and Zhao Yufeng's bottom is still swollen, so it's inconvenient to eat spicy food, but he doesn't like clear soup, so He Xiangyao asked for a bowl of cold white boiled water, rinse it before feeding.

Zhao Yufeng nestled in the arms of the male god, the little princess who opened her mouth for a meal, ignoring the cool crotch, this night was perfect.

After eating, Zhao Yufeng's trousers were also dry, and the sticky stuff formed hard lumps, which made him very uncomfortable, and there was a faint fishy smell oozing out between his movements, he pouted coquettishly : "It's all your fault."

"Well, blame me, I will buy you new clothes tomorrow."

"It's not about the new clothes. Pay attention to the occasion, okay?"

"Good good."

"Are you playing tricks on me?"

"No, how dare I, baby, let's go home."

Zhao Yufeng reluctantly climbed onto the male god's back: "Next time you mess around, I'll ignore you." Zhao Yufeng couldn't think of any other way except for this. Many times he also wanted to cry like his little cousin, It's unreasonable to make trouble, but he doesn't have that capital.

Even if He Zhiyang broke up, there is still the He family behind him, with no worries about food and clothing, as usual, someone spoils and coaxes him, not to mention others, but He Xiangyao will definitely stand up for his little cousin.

He is different, without the male god, he has nothing, no place to live, no one to eat with him, no one to listen to him talk about those messy little things, no one to hug him at night.

He was too afraid of being alone, even if he was angry again, he didn't dare to make a scene, and often when he was angry, he would secretly observe the male god's face, lest the man would get angry too.

The two left the hot pot restaurant but didn't get in the car. He Xiangyao insisted on going back to romance and walked back. They were walking on Binjiang Road, the wind was very strong, and the lights on the other side of the river were brightly lit, and the colorful lights dazzled people.

In the late autumn night, the exhaled breath instantly condensed into a white mist, and He Xiangyao felt warm in his heart, carrying the little model on his back, as if he was carrying the whole world.

Zhao Yufeng looked at the male god's face flushed by the cold wind, took off his gloves, rubbed his hands, and cupped the man's cheeks: "Is it warm?"

He Xiangyao burst into a smile: "Warm."