Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

Greedy mouth feels good for a while, and suffers when it is over. Zhao Yufeng ate a lot of miscellaneous things, and I don’t know which one restrained him. As soon as he got home, he started to have diarrhea. He ran seven or eight times in a row, and the last time he went out of the toilet At that time, the toes kicked the non-slip mat, and the legs went limp, and he knelt down and fainted.

He Xiangyao hurriedly carried him to the hospital, and went to the emergency room. Zhao Yufeng woke up only after the second bottle of water was transfused.

"Honey, are you awake?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yufeng tilted his head, the male god's meticulously combed hair was now caught in a mess, he was immediately amused: "How did you make it like this?"

He Xiangyao held the little model's hand that had no needles and kissed it vigorously: "You scared me to death today, are you hungry?"

"A bit."

He Xiangyao waved and signaled the bodyguards to bring the food. A, B, and C hurried out, and within three minutes another person came in with a plate, each with three plates of porridge and three side dishes.

Zhao Yufeng stretched his neck to look: "Why is it all porridge?"

"You can only eat porridge this week."

Zhao Yufeng couldn't believe it, he has become like this, and the male god still deducted food: "Boss, don't be like this."

"Jikou heals quickly, dear."

Zhao Yufeng looked at the male god with wet eyes, and He Xiangyao hugged him up a bit with a firm heart, and put a pillow on his back: "Which kind of porridge do you want to eat?"

Zhao Yufeng bared his teeth and made a grimace. When he was a child, he was hungry and scared, and he didn't like soup and water. In the past, drinking tonic soup could comfort him that the raw materials were expensive and he would not waste it. Now this rice is so cheap, five yuan a piece Jack is overwhelmed: "I don't want any of them."

He Xiangyao understood the little model's thoughts thoroughly: "A bowl costs 500 yuan, if you don't drink it, I'll pour it down."

"Five hundred?" Zhao Yufeng became anxious, straightened up abruptly, pulled the hanging needle in his hand, and grinned in pain: "Silly, I bought it for such an expensive price."

"Drink or not?"

"Drink." Every mouthful was money, and Zhao Yufeng ate it very cherished, and licked all the stains on his lips.

He Xiangyao didn't dare to feed more, he stopped after feeding half a bowl, Zhao Yufeng was eating vigorously, needless to say, expensive has its advantages, a bowl of porridge can also make flowers, and after eating, the mouth and teeth will be fragrant, with endless aftertaste : "I haven't eaten enough yet."

"Eat it tomorrow morning, be careful and have diarrhea again."

"Give me another bite, I haven't tasted the other eight bowls."

"It's just for extra food for the bodyguards. They should be hungry after running around at night."

Zhao Yufeng: "..."

He Xiangyao took off his shoes and went to bed, and looked at the back of the little model's hands, the bruises on the needles were very heavy, I don't know if it was because of too much movement just now: "Hey, sleep a little longer, I'll watch over you and finish this bottle of water. "

The bed is very big, 1.8 meters by visual inspection, and the two big men don't sleep too tightly. Zhao Yufeng doesn't feel sleepy at all now, and his small eyes glance around: "I'm not sleepy, you turn out your phone, I want to watch a drama, today On Saturday, "The Belle Epoque of Number Zero" should be updated."

The patient was the biggest, and He Xiangyao let him go, with one hand behind the little model and a tablet in the other.

Zhao Yufeng lay crookedly in the arms of the male god, staring at the screen intently.He Xiangyao acted as a mobile phone stand very responsibly, with his arms firmly supported, motionless.

In the play, Number Zero cried out of breath, and Zhao Yufeng's eyes turned red, and He Xiangyao felt distressed: "Baby, why are you crying?"

"Ling Hao is pregnant, but his man forced him to have an abortion."

"Huh?" He Xiangyao looked at the screen, and there was a little white face with a big belly: "Man, pregnant?"

Zhao Yufeng sniffled: "He's a reformed person with a womb. He's a man who knows it, but he doesn't wear a condom every time. It's good or bad."

The plot was too miraculous, and He Xiangyao was shocked. Zhao Yufeng cried and wiped his tears and snot by the collar of the male god: "Ling Hao is so miserable. He was abandoned by his parents since he was a child, and later he met the black heart orphanage. I made him a child." He was reformed and wanted to make money with him, but fortunately he was adopted later, but the family who adopted him was not a good bird, so they gave him to the boss's son to play with."

He Xiangyao patted the little model on the back lightly: "Hey, stop crying, stop crying, it's all fake."

Zhao Yufeng cried until his nose turned red: "Boss, I like you so much, you are much better than the scumbags in it."

He Xiangyao: "..." I couldn't be happy.

Ling Hao was dragged to the hospital by force, Zhao Yufeng's whole heart was pulled up, and he prayed desperately: No, no, but his prayers were useless, Ling Hao was still dragged into the operating room by force, and his pants were taken off , the four men in black fixed him on the operating table and quickly withdrew.

Zhao Yufeng didn't dare to look, tilted his head, covered his face with his hands, and peered through his fingers in fear.

He Xiangyao was also affected by the little model's emotions, and unconsciously felt a little nervous.

The background music stopped abruptly, and only Ling Hao's crying remained on the phone. The scumbag looked at him, and silently unbuttoned his belt.

Zhao Yufeng: "?"

Discordant voices soon resounded in the room. He Xiangyao was called hard, hugged the person he liked, and watched high-definition pornographic action movies, but couldn't do anything. No matter how he thought, he was so sad.

Zhao Yufeng's expression was a little embarrassed. After following the drama for half a year, he was met by the male god when he drove for the first time. The key is that Ling Hao's place is more popular than him.

He Xiangyao moved uncomfortably: "Are you still watching?"

"Look."

They were all adults, Zhao Yufeng returned to normal after being embarrassed for a while, He Xiangyao focused his eyes, and the doors of the new world were pushed open one after another, thinking: Can it still be like this?Is that kind of pose okay?

Zhao Yufeng was a little cold, especially after seeing Ling Hao swallow his arm, Boss He also glanced at his wrist, and the hair on his back stood up straight: "Boss, I can't do it."

"I know, you are much tighter than him."

Zhao Yufeng: "..."

There was more than 20 minutes of fighting in the movie. After watching He Xiangyao, he went to the toilet to take a cold shower. Zhao Yufeng coddled back into bed, waited for the male god to come back, and wriggled into the male god's arms: "I'm so sleepy."

He Xiangyao called the nurse to take the needle, and fell asleep after the person left: "Does your stomach still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, we can leave the hospital tomorrow."

"Stay for a few more days."

"Don't, the medicine is three-point poisonous. I'm really fine."

"Whether there is anything is up to the doctor. I will listen to you when you come back with a combined master's and doctoral degree and a medical license."

Zhao Yufeng stopped talking, he didn't even go to university, he thought in his mind that he would go online to buy a vacuum sealing machine tomorrow, and first develop the business of selling beef jerky, so as not to have any right to speak.

After infusing too much potion, Zhao Yufeng was woken up by peeing early in the morning. He half-closed his eyes to put some water, and fell back on the bed.

He Xiangyao was awakened by the pressure, wrapped the little model's exposed feet in the quilt and continued to sleep.

After going back to the cage to sleep until eight o'clock, the couple was woken up by hunger at the same time. Zhao Yufeng lay down until his bones were crispy, wriggling in the male god's arms like a fish and loach, and insisted on going out to eat.

He Xiangyao couldn't help it, so he asked someone to find a wheelchair and come back: "You can go out if you want, I will push you."

Zhao Yufeng: "...Boss, aren't you going to work today?"

"go in evening."

This company will collapse sooner or later, and Zhao Yufeng's determination to develop his own business is getting stronger and stronger.He Xiangyao wrapped the little model up three layers inside and outside three layers like a confinement child, and then hugged the wheelchair.

It was too thick for Zhao Yufeng to move. Although he felt that the male god was making a big fuss, he still felt good in his heart, chatting non-stop all the way.

The greening around the hospital is well done, and there is still fog early in the morning. Zhao Yufeng took a deep breath of fresh air and felt energetic again: "Boss, ask someone to collect the beef jerky hanging on the balcony for me. ?"

"Take it, put it in the refrigerator."

"Where is the son, has the son been fed?"

"It can't be hungry."

"What are we going to eat today?" Zhao Yufeng finally got to the point, his eyes full of anticipation, he is almost healed, he can eat meat today, or just a few more bowls of porridge.

"Porridge, you are only allowed to drink one bowl."

Zhao Yufeng was not convinced: "Boss, I'm healed, a bowl of porridge is not enough for the bottom, and I will suffer from hunger."

"The doctor said that if you have diarrhea in the past few days, it is easy to prolapse the anus."

Zhao Yufeng's voice weakened: "I really feel better."

"Hey, I'll eat the same thing with you, just bear with it for a few days."

The porridge was bought by bodyguard A who drove half of the city before dawn, and kept it in the thermos, and it was still warm.

Zhao Yufeng chose a beautiful little flower bed to stop, and He Xiangyao asked people to put porridge and side dishes on the flower bed: "Which one do you want to eat?"

"Can't you try a little of the same?"

"No, the doctor said you can't eat too much."

Zhao Yufeng reluctantly chose a bowl of Wuhei Kidney Tonifying Porridge, and after a few sips, he stared longingly at He Xiangyao's rice bowl.

When the bowl was moved, his eyes moved accordingly. He looked as if he had been abused badly. He Xiangyao couldn't bear it, so he took half a spoonful of millet porridge and fed it: "Only take one bite."

Zhao Yufeng licked the spoon until it was clear: "Feed me another mouthful of sour radish."

He Xiangyao: "..."

He Xiangyao frowned and pushed the little model back, Zhao Yufeng twisted his neck to look at the unfinished meal.

"Don't look, the neck is almost twisted."

"Boss, I really want to eat sour radish."

"I'm not pregnant, what kind of sour food do I eat?"

"What if you get pregnant?" Zhao Yufeng was completely shameless because of his stuttering: "If you do it every day, I'm very likely to win the bid."

"Wearing a condom."

"Wearing a condom may not necessarily prevent it."

"What kind of pregnancy are you a man?" He Xiangyao's tone became fierce: "Did you give birth with your butt?"

Zhao Yufeng retorted in a low voice: "Ling Hao is pregnant too."

He Xiangyao: "..." Watching too many TV dramas really affects IQ.

The male god's expression was serious, and Zhao Yufeng didn't dare to quibble any more. He rolled up his sleeves and touched the holly tree in the flower bed. The dewdrops were condensed on the leaves, and it felt cool and a little cold to the touch.

When he reached the hospital entrance, He Xiangyao took out a wet towel and wiped the little model's hands again: "Don't touch it, it's dirty."

Zhao Yufeng didn't reply. He never expected to meet Fang Dong here. The enemy was extremely jealous when they met. If they were not in wheelchairs, they might have started fighting.

Fang Dong snorted coldly: "What a coincidence."

"Unfortunately", Zhao Yufeng didn't know that there was Fang Dong behind his father's incident, but the identity of the rival in love alone was enough for the two of them to tear apart: "It's really unlucky that I didn't read the almanac when I went out today."

"I was also quite unlucky to meet a mad dog barking early in the morning."

"Who do you tm call a mad dog?"

"Whoever is yelling is talking about that."

Zhao Yufeng's mouth was stupid, he couldn't speak, and his chest hurt from anger. He Xiangyao didn't refute a word, and pushed him back. The incident last time was because of Li Siqin's face, but now that he took the initiative to bump into his hand, he wouldn't let it go. So easy to be kind.

Back in the ward, Zhao Yufeng turned his head and said, "I'm being bullied, why don't you help?"

He Xiangyao turned around and came back with a cup of hot milk: "Do you want to drink?"

"drink."

Being angry is not as important as drinking milk. Zhao Yufeng was so hungry that he sipped in small sips with a straw in his mouth, forgetting the episode just now.

Fang Dong smashed a bunch of things again, the nurse was too frightened to enter the house, and hurriedly called Fang Jian, Fang Jian didn't even bother to dry his clothes, so he took a taxi and rushed over, and saw the scar on the nurse's forehead from a distance. With a bloody cut, he trotted over: "He lost his temper again?"

The nurse is also over 50 years old, half buried in the loess, this is the first time he meets such an unreasonable young man, he can't help complaining: "Mr. Fang, look at my injury, your brother smashed it."

"Go bandage first, I will pay for the medical expenses."

"No, Mr. Fang, I don't want the medical expenses anymore. You should pay me the salary for this period of time. If I stay any longer, my old life will be ruined."

After staying in the hospital for more than a month, Fang Dong tossed away eight nurses. Today, the eldest sister persisted for a week, and she was quite patient. She usually worked hard without complaint. Fang Jian was embarrassed to keep her and gave her double salary. , accompanied by bandaging before coming back.

Fang Dong started to cry after smashing things. He had too much dissatisfaction and resentment. Now that he has nothing, He Xiangyao turned a blind eye to him. "Double Dragon" was only popular with Fu Nan, and his savings for many years went down. , didn't even hear the sound of water.

The cry pierced through the door and poured into Fang Jian's ears. The sound was like a needle piercing into Fang Jian's heart. He gently opened the door: "Xiaodong."

Brothers don’t have overnight feuds, the last time they broke up unhappy, Fang Jian was depressed at home for a few days and his heart softened, he helped find a nurse, and made soup every day and asked the nurse to bring Fang Dong back to his body, but he couldn’t bear to come over to see him one side.

The surprise in Fang Dong's eyes flashed: "What are you doing here?"

"I'll come see you."

"What's there to show off how good that fat man is to you?"

The visitor had a rosy complexion, a radiant complexion, and well-dressed clothes. You can tell that you are doing well without looking closely. .”

Fang Jian froze, and forced out a smile: "Xiaodong, I'm here to deliver food to you."

"I don't dare to eat what you made, who knows what's in it."

The scenes of the long-lost reunion that had been expected before were shattered in an instant, and Fang Jian was sobered up by a basin of cold water coming from his head.

He thought that after such a long time, no matter how angry Fang Dong was, he should have calmed down. The two brothers had a good talk, and after two months, they would go back and admit their mistakes to Boss Li. Everything would be the same as before. Now it seems that Everything is fantasy.

Fang Jian put the thermos box on the bedside table: "You love to eat, and if you don't want to eat, you throw it away. Today, the nurse was thrown away by you. The new nurse will come tomorrow. If you have something to do, you can find the nurse."

"Ghosts are so rare in your soup, you are sending beggars away, get lost."

The insulated box was swept to the ground, and the soup splashed out and wet Fang Jian's trousers. His last patience was finally exhausted: "I won't give you soup anymore."

Fang Dong's heart trembled, and he felt an inexplicable panic. He knew that Fang Jian was serious this time, but he couldn't say anything soft.

Fang Jian left, and the pig's knuckle soup on the ground slowly solidified, and the originally fragrant thing had an unpleasant oily smell after it completely cooled down.

Fang Dong covered his face with his hands, and tears kept pouring out: Why, you obviously beat and scolded casually before, but now you just leave after saying a few words, you are used to me like I am today, but you don't want to take responsibility, how can it be so easy .

Fang Jian was in a state of confusion. It was already afternoon when he walked home. Li Siqin didn't see anyone when he came back from his workout, and he couldn't get through the phone. He almost turned the villa upside down.

The doorman saw Fang Jian from a distance away, he was refreshed, and ran into the house: "Boss, Young Master Fang is back."

Li Siqin sat up abruptly: "Where, where?"

"At the door," the guard was so tired that he was out of breath, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Come in soon."

Li Siqin hurried out to meet him, Fang Jian was hugged for no reason, he was so breathless: "Let go... let go..."

Li Siqin relaxed a little: "I didn't answer the phone, where did I go?"

"Just go out for a walk." Fang Jian touched his pocket, but the mobile phone that was originally in it disappeared.

The white fingers contrasted sharply with the black coat, and Li Siqin became angry: "Fuck, which bastard dares to steal your mobile phone."

It wasn't long before I bought the mobile phone, and it was Li Siqin who bought it for him when he changed his mobile phone last time. Fang Jian was stolen before he even figured out some new functions, and he was very upset: "I don't know, I didn't pay attention."

"Forget it, if you lose it, you will lose it. I will buy you a new one tomorrow. Next time you go out, remember to bring two people with you. Don't go out by yourself. I don't worry."

"Well, I see, the grocery shopping is so close, so you don't need to bring someone with you."

"Just ask them to buy groceries. There's no need for you. I'll pay them to come back and eat rice."

Fang Jian: "...they don't know how to buy them. Last time I asked to buy shallots, but I bought two handfuls of leeks back."

The doorman's legs trembled: "Master Fang, I promise I won't do it next time. Last time I ran too fast, I accidentally read it wrong."

Fang Jian didn't believe it, the difference between leek leaves and green onions is huge, and they are not seven or eighty years old, so they can't be mistaken, but he didn't expose it: "I like to buy vegetables for you to cook for you, can you stop being so overbearing?"

The voice was soft, and everything he said seemed to be coquettish, Li Siqin was coaxed to obey: "If you want to buy it yourself, you can buy it yourself, and bring them to your grocery basket."

Fang Jian couldn't imagine the scene of buying vegetables with bodyguards. The vegetable seller didn't think he was sick, and he thought he was sick, so he had to say haha, let's not mention it for now.

Li Siqin finally put his heart back into his stomach, hugged him into the room, and collapsed on the sofa.

Sitting on his lap, Fang Jian felt that the touch was not as good as before. It used to be a big soft puddle, but now it has become a big hard puddle. After sitting for a long time, his buttocks are a little bit squishy.

Li Siqin's weight loss has been quite effective. He didn't lose much weight, but he has lost a lot of weight, and a lot of fat has turned into muscle. He is still working hard to get a mermaid line before the Spring Festival.

To be honest, Fang Jian doesn't like Boss Li's weight loss very much. In the past, when the two of them slept together, he always dreamed that he was holding a large doll. Talking in sleep: "Master, master, let me out quickly."

Li Siqin was a villain, and when he was woken up, he dug out the recording on his phone, and promised in a low voice, "Teacher, wait a minute."

After finishing speaking, they started to mess around, pretending to be innocent after killing him, and only made noise after seeing him having a nightmare.

Sitting and sitting, Li Siqin's hands became irregular again. Two fingers penetrated into the scratched opening on Fang Jian's coat, touched the woolen sweater, and then stretched in from the hem of the woolen sweater, rubbing his slender waist.

Fang Jian slapped his hands away: "Have you taken a bath? You know what to do."

"Wash right away."

"You didn't change your clothes when you came back from running?"

"Change immediately."

"How many times have I said it, but you just can't remember it. Remember to change your sweaty clothes, otherwise what will you do if you catch a cold?"

"understood."

"Look at you, the sweat is all dry, and you are smelly all over."

"Okay, okay, I'll go take a shower right away", Li Siqin fled after being babbled, but still remembered that thing: "Honey, I'll take a shower first, let's continue after washing."

Fang Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and sat for a while, guessing that the man had already washed before going upstairs.

Li Siqin didn't even wipe off the water, and looked at his weight loss results in the mirror carelessly. After he really lost weight, he realized the benefits of being thin. His movements became more flexible and his patience improved. The completion of the [-] poses is just around the corner.

Fang Jian's face darkened when he saw the string of watermarks on the ground, and he rolled up his sleeves to get a mop for cleaning.

Li Siqin followed eagerly: "Honey, didn't you hire Auntie? Just wait for her to come and get it done. Let's get down to business first."

"What a fart, when did you see Auntie go upstairs? I cleaned all the upstairs."

"It's hard work, it's hard work." Li Siqin squeezed his fist and gently helped him beat his back: "Come on, go to bed, I'll give you a good rub."

It’s not just about rubbing buttocks when going to bed, the same routine has been used too many times, Fang Jian is no longer fooled: "Get up, wait until I mop the floor."