Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

Waiting for the urban management to get off the car, the old man had already disappeared into the crowd, He Xiangyao put his arms around the waist of the little model: "Let's go."

"Ah."

Zhao Yufeng was a little sad, not because of the money he had given out, but simply because of the matter itself. There are too many fools in the world, and there are not enough liars.

He Xiangyao bent down to coax him: "Do you want to eat candied haws?"

"Think", Zhao Yufeng said firmly, "I want to squeeze walnut kernels."

There was a long queue outside the candied haws shop. Zhao Yufeng looked at the young couple kissing in a public place in front of him, and then turned his head to look at Boss He.

He Xiangyao held his hand: "Don't be naughty."

Zhao Yufeng smiled brightly, and stretched out his hand to touch the male god's abdominal muscles, thinking: My boyfriend is more handsome than yours, but it's a pity that I can't show affection.

This store is very busy, and the couple has not arrived after waiting in line for more than half an hour. Zhao Yufeng was tired from standing, so he squatted down and sat on the male god's feet to play with his mobile phone

The little model has a lot of meat in her buttocks, and He Xiangyao doesn't feel that her feet are sticking, but it's a little inconvenient when she moves forward.

Zhao Yufeng turned his head and looked around. As soon as the city management left, those peddlers who had disappeared completely reappeared.

A middle-aged man spread a white cloth on the side of the road, and put some small goldfish and turtles on it, and many children were attracted to it.

Zhao Yufeng was also very interested. He tugged at the male god's trouser legs: "No more queuing, let's go to the ring", trying to get your son a child bride back.

The little model said that the wind is the rain, and He Xiangyao ran to play with a bunch of children before he had time to object.

Zhao Yufeng ran to a very lucky chubby guy. The chubby guy held a spicy stick in one hand and swung it in circles with the other. His hit rate was very high. He said enviously, "Guys, teach me."

The little fat man rolled his eyes, and bent over to get his spoils: "Your skills in striking up conversations are too old-fashioned."

Zhao Yufeng: "..." The kid knows a lot.

He Xiangyao bought twenty rings, bent down and brought the little model to his feet: "What do you want? I'll give you a set."

The temperament of a male god is incompatible with this kind of down-to-earth entertainment. Zhao Yufeng didn't have much confidence in him, and pointed to the nearest little goldfish.

He Xiangyao flicked his hand casually and hit the target.

Another flick, and hit again.

Throwing one after another, hitting one after another.

The boss's face turned green: "You guys are here to mess things up. I'll give you the money back. I won't do this business."

He Xiangyao picked up the goldfish that the little model had pointed out at the beginning: "I just want this, no need to refund, my wife likes it."

Zhao Yufeng's face was hot, he dragged the boss away, and when he got to a secluded place, he turned around and put his arms around the male god's waist, and buried his face in the male god's arms: "Why are you talking about this outside?"

The street lights were not too bright, but Zhao Yufeng's glowing red ears were particularly conspicuous. He Xiangyao pinched the little model's earlobes: "Tell me the truth."

Zhao Yufeng was so teased that his heart was pounding, he didn't care if there was no one around, he put his feet on the male god and started kissing.

He Xiangyao was stunned for a moment, his arms tightened to hug him, the nimble little tongue slid around his lower lip, and he could swallow it with a slight bow, and he did the same.

The two tongues were entangled together, the male god was too strong, Zhao Yufeng even had the illusion that he was going to be kissed to death here.

He Xiangyao bent down slightly, and hugged the little model's thighs to lift him up.

Zhao Yufeng took advantage of the opportunity to separate his legs and wrap them around the male god's waist. When he was firmly wrapped, Boss He's hand was free to do other things. Someone would pass by here at any time, and Boss He didn't dare to do too much. Excessive, just touching the waist and back of the little model through the clothes.

The familiar movements evoked Zhao Yufeng's familiar memories, and he stopped after panting heavily: "Boss, let's go home and do it."

The little model's lips were flushed and moist from the kiss, which looked like the jelly she ate when she was a child. He Xiangyao's breath became stagnant: "I really want to eat you."

Zhao Yu Fenglang had to fly: "Come on, baby."

At any rate, He Xiangyao still had a bit of sanity left, and ran quickly to the garage with the man in his arms, trying to hold back until he got home before starting.

This was the first time since he got sick that he had actually fired a live ammunition. Zhao Yufeng was so moved that he wanted to cry, but he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with the male god.

The last thought in He Xiangyao's mind was broken. He looked at the sweaty shoulder of the little model, and bit it down. Really, really want, really want to eat you up, my little princess, my little baby, just be obedient like this Yes, never leave.

Zhao Yufeng was almost bitten and cried. Fortunately, He Xiangyao immediately let go of his mouth when he heard the crying sound and changed his mouth to other places. He kissed the corner of the little model's eyes: "Be good, don't cry."

Zhao Yufeng hummed softly: "Bad guy."

"Well, I'm bad."

He Xiangyao was so bad that he made people dizzy and woke up again. Finally, he hugged the little model who was sleeping in a puddle of mud to take a shower and put him back on the bed.

Xu Shi was really bitten, Zhao Yufeng was still frowning in his sleep, and the corners of his eyes were wet.

He Xiangyao kissed him on the tip of his nose, put on his coat and walked to the balcony.

The moon was very big and round tonight, He Xiangyao smoked a cigarette and held it in his mouth, quietly looked at the sky for a while, and took out his cell phone.

Liu Zhe took a shower and went to bed early. He still has class tomorrow morning, so he had to get up early.

Not long after he fell asleep, the mobile phone on the bedside table buzzed and vibrated. He wiped his eye poo and half-closed his eyes to touch it.

When the phone was connected, He Xiangyao habitually shook the ashes of the cigarette between his index and middle fingers, and when he shook it for the second time, he suddenly found that the cigarette hadn't been lit at all.

Liu Zhe was confused: "Hey, what's the matter?"

He Xiangyao looked at the dark distance: "I want to eat him."

"Damn it!" Liu Zhe suddenly became sober. If someone else said this, he would definitely take it as a joke, but He Xiangyao's neurosis is not necessarily so: "What's the situation?"

"He's so cute. He doesn't know how to tell when he's being bullied by me. He just pouts and acts like a baby. I want to hide him in a place where no one can find him. There's no way. He's really too cute."

"You don't want to think about it now. Go and take the medicine. Do you still have the medicine I prescribed for you last time?"

"Have."

"Take two pills this time, don't think about anything, don't do anything, just take the medicine first."

He Xiangyao did as he did, and Liu Zhe felt relieved when he heard the sound of swallowing: "Go to bed after taking the medicine, and lie down in the most comfortable position."

He Xiangyao lifted the quilt and hugged the sleeping little model into his arms: "Then?"

"Close your eyes and count from one to a hundred."

The effect of the medicine gradually increased, He Xiangyao's mind was numb, and all those intense emotions calmed down. He knew what he was thinking before, but now he didn't feel anything when he thought about it, his whole body seemed to be a piece of wood.

Zhao Yufeng turned over and put his pillow on the male god's arm, and He Xiangyao adjusted his posture accordingly.

Boss He fell asleep, but Liu Zhe woke up. He didn't sleep well, and when he woke up, it was difficult to fall asleep again. He resigned himself to his fate and sat up to play with his mobile phone, thinking that he would definitely kill He Xiangyao next time.

Zhao Yufeng slept until dawn, and when he woke up, he found that his whole body was in pain. It wasn't the sore back and back pain caused by the accumulation of lactic acid after strenuous exercise, but the pain from the pulling of the flesh.

He stood up and walked barefoot to the toilet.

The person in the mirror has disheveled hair and red marks all over his body, especially on his chest and neck.

Zhao Yufeng turned around and looked at the back, the back was even more exaggerated, there were bloodstains around several teeth marks, fuck, he really ate him like a pork.

He Xiangyao got up and went to the toilet to drain the water. He was in a rare relaxed mood. When he saw the little model, he hugged him from behind: "Good morning, baby."

Zhao Yufeng couldn't help but laugh: "Look at what you made."

The purple was purple, the green was blue, it was indeed a bit miserable, He Xiangyao knew he was wrong, lowered his head, and rubbed his hair on Zhao Yufeng's shoulder like a big dog: "I'm sorry."

Zhao Yufeng's heart is soft, it's rare for a male god to act coquettishly once, and he has no resistance at all: "This is not an example."

Hearing that the little model's tone softened, He Xiangyao's movements changed. He kissed around the tooth marks on his shoulders, and pushed his hips forward: "I miss your little mouth so much."

Zhao Yufeng ruthlessly broke away: "Then you just think about it."

He Xiangyao could only honestly release the water, the water was a bit yellow, probably because he had been holding back recently, and was very angry, Zhao Yufeng glanced at the gate of the station: "I'll make you some honeysuckle tea."

He Xiangyao: "..." I want to drink chrysanthemum tea.

Breakfast is soup dumplings, tea eggs and freshly ground soy milk. The handmade soy milk has a mellow original fragrance.

Zhao Yufeng liked it very much. After drinking two big cups, he was paralyzed on the chair. He Xiangyao leaned over to hug him, but this time there was no resistance.

On the side of the table was the little goldfish brought back last night. Zhao Yufeng took a closer look at it during the day and found that the little goldfish had a problem with its eyes.

It looks a bit ugly, but Zhao Yufeng still likes it very much, as long as it is a gift from a male god, he likes it, hehehe.

He Xiangyao pinched a few pieces of food from the little turtle and fed it to the goldfish. The little goldfish opened its mouth wide and looked even uglier.

The little tortoise was a little jealous. Originally, it was the only baby in the family, but now there was another baby. It was like a bolt from the blue.

Having a second child, Zhao Yufeng didn't ignore his eldest son, he held the little turtle's shell and put him on the table: "This is your younger brother, you two should get along well when we go out."

Little Turtle: "..." No.

Bodyguard A came in with a half-person tall food box: "Boss, the roasted whole lamb is here."

Zhao Yufeng was pleasantly surprised: "I almost forgot."

"Eat at noon, and then go out to play after eating."

"Where are we going?"

"Look at the skyline of the neighboring city."

Zhao Yufeng has almost never been to famous mountains and rivers, so he was very excited when he heard the words: "What do you want to bring?"

"I'll bring you, and you bring your favorite snacks."

"anything else?"

"It's gone, I'll buy what's missing later."