Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

As the meal time approached, more and more people listened to Yuxuan, and many people who were led by the waiters couldn't help but look at the table a few more times.

He Xiangyao is a natural flash, even wearing sunglasses can't hide his handsomeness, even if he doesn't want to attract attention.

As soon as Fu Nan entered the door, he looked at him, and his face suddenly changed. Zheng Junfeng hugged the man's arm in a tender way: "Why don't you leave?"

"I saw someone I know."

Zheng Junfeng followed the man's gaze. He Xiangyao was chatting and laughing with a young man, his words and deeds were too ambiguous, and he couldn't even think about it. His head buzzed: Fuck, it's like hearing the rain falling gently on the grass superior.

Fu Nan was about to explode. The gentle smile on Zhao Yufeng's face and the scene in front of him kept appearing in front of him alternately. He broke free from the cage with the beast bound in his chest, screaming and clamoring: This kind of scum deserves it, except for that face, What else is worthy of your kindness to him.

Zheng Junfeng's first reaction was to take a photo, and after the photo was taken, he wondered whether he should send it to Zhao Yufeng. If it was just a misunderstanding, or if it was a relative of the He family, it would be a serious matter.

Fu Nan gritted his teeth, and pulled Zheng Junfeng straight to the toilet. Zheng Junfeng looked confused: "I haven't recorded the video yet."

"No need to record."

Fu Nan used force to push the person onto the toilet seat. Zheng Junfeng's arm hit the wall, and he gasped in pain: "What are you doing?"

"Fuck you."

He gritted his teeth too hard, and Fu Nan already had the smell of blood in his mouth. His temples were throbbing, and he didn't know how to vent his dissatisfaction and anger.

The strength on his body was getting stronger and stronger. After a short period of adaptation, Zheng Junfeng had gotten used to it, and he hummed softly in his nasal cavity: "Husband, you are too powerful."

Beads of sweat on his forehead flowed into his eyes along the browbones, the scene in front of Fu Nan's eyes was blurred, Zheng Junfeng's face seemed to overlap Zhao Yufeng's, he bent down to Zheng Junfeng's ear, his voice was full of grievance and harmony Fear: "Am I nice to you?"

Zheng Junfeng was so refreshed that he couldn't tell the difference between the south, the east, and the north, and he was holding onto the toilet tank with both hands weakly: "Okay."

"Does it hurt?"

"No pain, very comfortable."

"I will always be good to you, don't leave me, okay?"

"Don't leave, don't leave", Zheng Junfeng didn't understand what happened to his man today, he felt strange, and in the end it could only be attributed to seeing his brother-in-law cheating and being stimulated so much.

After doing it twice, Fu Nan finally calmed down, took a tissue and wiped it casually, then put on his trousers and went out to smoke.

Zheng Junfeng was messed up, he sat limply on the toilet seat and felt aggrieved: I didn't even hug me after the fuck.

He Xiangyao couldn't stand the atmosphere at the dinner table, he didn't know how to eat, he kept drinking water, and he didn't know if the little one at home had eaten or not, so he decided to call back first and ask: "I'm going to the toilet. "

Liu Zhe could hardly resist He Mu's enthusiasm, and immediately said, "I'll go too."

Mother He was full of relief: "These young people are really sticky."

Liu Zhe trotted forward and took He Xiangyao's arm: "It's really not easy to earn your money. Half of my life's acting skills have been spent on tonight."

"Don't be cheap and be good."

He Xiangyao tried his best not to shake that arm away, took a deep breath all the way to the toilet door, but bumped into Fu Nan.

Looking at each other, He Xiangyao was so guilty: What should I do if I meet my wife and brother by chance while having dinner with a fake blind date?Urgently wait online.

Liu Zhe didn't know what was going on yet, so he looked at Fu Nan and He Xiangyao: "Do you know each other?"

Fu Nan hit him with one fist, and He Xiangyao didn't have the face to fight, so he could only dodge, but he couldn't dodge and took several blows.

Zheng Junfeng heard the movement at the door and hurriedly pulled up his pants and went out to fight: "Stop beating, stop beating."

Fu Nan was hugged by the waist, he raised his fist for a while and finally put it down: "A person like you is not worthy of my brother."

He's mother was nearby, and He Xiangyao didn't dare to speak out: "I don't argue with you, but if you let him know a word about today's matter, you should know the consequences."

"Human scum", Fu Nando wanted to continue the trouble regardless, but the money for his father's medical treatment had just been paid off, and he didn't have any savings. He didn't want Zhao Yufeng to follow that kind of homeless life, that person was worth everything The best thing.

Liu Zhe shrank to one side and pretended to be a quail. He was a weak scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken.

He Xiangyao got up on the ground. Today's incident is getting darker and darker. It's useless to say anything. He can only comfort his mother, and then he will go to coax the little model. He looked at Zheng Junfeng.

Zheng Junfeng tactfully made a movement of zipping the zipper around his mouth, as a fellow Taoist who is poor and never dies, he will look for opportunities to insinuate and make a reminder in the future, whether Zhao Yufeng understands it or not depends on God's will.

Fu Nan snorted coldly and didn't say any more. Zheng Junfeng pulled him out: "Honey, you're too impulsive today. He Xiangyao's grandson is your immediate boss. Don't offend anyone if you offend him."

Fu Nan's voice was a little trembling, but the things he cherished so much were abandoned by others: "I can't get mad."

"If you're angry, you have to bear it. I'll find someone to help you hack him when my mother gives you pocket money next month."

Watching the two walk away, Liu Zhe whispered, "Is he your brother-in-law?"

"Ah."

What's the matter today, He Xiangyao walked into the toilet depressed, locked the door of the single room behind him, opened his clothes and saw that there were a lot of bruises, that little bastard was really ruthless.

Liu Zhe was full of excitement: things are getting more and more fun.

He Xiangyao didn't dare to go home directly with the paint on his body. After sending He's mother and Liu Zhe home, he drove for two hours outside, guessing that the little model had fallen asleep before going back.

Zhao Yufeng didn't sleep, teasing his son while watching TV while waiting for someone, the little tortoise was tired after a day of excitement, played with all four claws and then retracted into the shell and fell asleep.

Zhao Yufeng yawned, and then glanced at the mobile phone on the coffee table, but still no call came in.

He Xiangyao pushed open the door, and the heating in the room was fully turned on. He took off his coat casually, and saw the little model on the sofa froze: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Zhao Yufeng's eyelids drooped, but he still remembered to open his arms for a hug: "I said I'll wait for you."

"You don't need to wait next time." He Xiangyao walked over and hugged him, his face changed again when he touched the wound, and he tried to hold back his feet: "Go to bed early."

Zhao Yufeng wrapped his hands and feet around the male god: "I want to wait for you, I can't sleep alone."

"Good boy, go to sleep." He Xiangyao pushed back the broken hair on the little model's forehead, and kissed lovingly: "I will come back sooner."

Zhao Yufeng responded, closed his eyes, and his breathing became steady after a while. He Xiangyao put him on the bed, went into the bathroom and took a shower, and when he came back, he put on pajamas and pajama pants uncharacteristically, got into the quilt and hugged the little model close your eyes.

Zhao Yufeng was used to being hugged to sleep, so he spontaneously found the most comfortable position, and it just happened to be pressed on He Xiangyao's wound. People woke up.

After a night of rest, Zhao Yufeng's spirits were fully recovered. He glanced out the window, it was not yet bright, and the male god was fast asleep.

The night light was still on, illuminating the room indistinctly, and He Xiangyao's eyelashes also cast two small fan-shaped shadows.

Zhao Yufeng stretched out his fingers to touch the male god's eyelids, and then touched his eyelashes, and the eyelashes felt itchy when they brushed against his fingertips.

He Xiangyao also woke up, and grabbed the troubled hand: "Good morning, baby."

"Good morning, boss."

Zhao Yufeng squirmed and lay on the male god's body, his little winking eyes flew up: "Let's have a good morning."

He Xiangyao slapped the little model's buttocks with a slap. The buttocks were so fleshy that it bounced a few times. Boss He couldn't put it down and rubbed it again: "It's not healed yet, I'm thinking about things."

"Okay, it's all over." Zhao Yufeng raised his hands and put his arms around the male god's neck: "If you don't believe me, just inspect the goods."

"No, don't waste time here." He Xiangyao was afraid that he would not be able to stop the meat once he started it, so he forcibly endured it: "Take another two days."

Zhao Yufeng wrinkled into a steamed bun face: If you don't want it, then you don't want it, you will beg me in two days.

He Xiangyao raised his flag after being told that he wanted to go to the toilet to solve it, but he was reluctant to spoil the warm atmosphere in front of him: "I'm not doing it for your own good."

Zhao Yufeng raised his head and asked back, "For my own good?"

"Little heartless, I held back for so long because I was afraid that you would go to the hospital again."

"For my own good, let the uncle have a good time."

Zhao Yufeng kissed the male god while pinching his chin. His kissing skills were not very good, his movements were like a puppy licking, and while licking, he made a small sound from his throat.

He Xiangyao was about to be licked* by him, so he hurriedly pushed him away and ran into the toilet.Zhao Yufeng wiped his saliva, he could bear it, he really had no choice.

The mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated, Zhao Yufeng stretched his neck to look, the boss's name lit up on the screen, and he was still calling across the wall, there must be something wrong inside.

Zhao Yufeng connected: "Hello, boss."

There was a heavy gasp on the other side of the phone, and He Xiangyao grunted a few times before speaking: "Baby, say a few more words."

"What are you talking about, boss, you are doing handwork, right?"

"Well, breathe for me."

Zhao Yufeng: "..."

"Hey, hurry up."

All right, boss, you have the final say, Zhao Yufeng cleared his throat and began to pant, and when he got bored, he searched the Internet for small videos and learned a few new lines.

After more than half an hour, there was a rustling sound on the other side of the phone, followed by the sound of dripping water.

Zhao Yufeng was a little dissatisfied. He had become a Sahara, and the male god didn't give him water, so he knew it was a waste of resources.

He Xiangyao changed his clothes refreshed and prepared to go to work. When he walked to the door, he turned back and kissed the little model on the forehead: "Don't worry about the last day, I will take you out to eat tomorrow."

Zhao Yufeng raised his little finger: "Pull a hook, what you say is what you say."

He Xiangyao hooked the little finger: "I will take you to eat roasted whole lamb tomorrow."

Zhao Yufeng smiled and kissed back: "Go home early tonight."

After breakfast, Zhao Yufeng tossed about his beef jerky business again, and when he was almost done, he called Zheng Junfeng and his little cousin to come and try it.