Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

About 10 minutes later, all the food was ready. Bodyguard A dug out a small bed desk from the luggage, put it in front of the boss, and scooped out most of each dish and brought it to the table.

Zhao Yufeng added a bowl of chicken soup. The chicken was simmered until the bones and flesh were separated, and all the ginseng was melted into the soup, which tasted very good.

He Xiangyao peeled a dry-pot shrimp and fed it to the little model's mouth. Zhao Yufeng swallowed it and licked the oil stains on Boss He's finger. The taste of the dish was generally good, but the salt was too heavy. It is also fried a little old.

The little tongue was flexible and tender, and it licked He Xiangyao's bones until he was crispy. He finished his meal absent-mindedly, got up and found a chain as thick as a little finger in his luggage.

Zhao Yufeng ate with great interest. The more he ate the dry pot shrimp, the fresher and more delicious he couldn't stop.

He Xiangyao looked at the little model's red lips and red cheeks from the heat, swallowed his saliva, and said hoarsely, "Baby, let's go into the tent early after eating."

"It's still early." The rice in Zhao Yufeng's bowl had already run out, and he immediately went to add another bowl, trying to get rid of the side dishes in the dry pot.

Boss He sat back next to the little model, untied Zhao Yufeng's coat, reached in, touched the round belly, and then went all the way down with the chain.

Zhao Yufeng is wearing the crotch-opening underwear Boss He bought before today, and the small chains are worn directly on the tender meat.

He blushed even more: "Wait until I finish eating."

"You eat yours, I get mine."

"How can I eat when you're like this?" Zhao Yufeng said impatiently, "You agreed to watch TV dramas with me, you don't mean anything."

Boss He was already prepared, took out a lazy bracket and fixed it, and clicked on the video to play.

Now Zhao Yufeng was too busy watching TV and eating, so he didn't have time to care about him. It was only from time to time that he was pushed too far, so he exclaimed a little.

Bodyguards A and B squatted aside to eat, the lights were dim, and they couldn't see He Xiangyao's movements clearly. Bodyguard B took a sip of soup: "The boss could be..."

Bodyguard A tapped his younger brother's forehead with his chopsticks: "You shouldn't care about it, you dare to talk too much about the boss's affairs, are you tired of working?"

Zhao Yufeng was miserable. Although his coat was bulky and could cover the places that should be covered, he still felt ashamed of being exposed to everyone's eyes.

However, the boss's finger was still restless, which disturbed him so much that he couldn't eat, and couldn't concentrate on watching the drama. When he realized that the finger was going to go where it shouldn't be, he immediately put his legs together: "You tm at least wipe it on." Oil."

Boss He was like a primary school student who had been reprimanded, he was so obedient, he immediately went to find oil after hearing this.

Seeing that the man was about to get serious, Zhao Yufeng had no choice but to put down his job and drag him back to the tent with his mobile phone.

The plot in the film reached its climax, the scumbag did not clean up for Ling Hao after finishing the work, probably because he felt refreshed, and did not force Ling Hao to have an abortion, and even hugged and coaxed him softly.

Zhao Yufeng cried with Ling Hao. He didn't like that chain at all. The cold weather made his skin crawl: "It's so uncomfortable, can I change it?"

"No."

Zhao Yufeng lay down in despair. There was a soft bedding under his body, a dim light above his head, and the scent of green grass in his nostrils. Although he couldn't see the blue sky and white clouds, he could hear the chirping of unknown bugs, which seemed to be all right.

He Xiangyao played with the chain and kissed the little model's mouth, completely relaxing his mind and body.

After a sleepless night, there were many birds chirping and jumping on the branches at dawn.

He Xiangyao put on a coat casually, went to fetch water with a basin and a towel, and came back to wash the little model's butt.

Zhao Yufeng was in a daze, unable to open his eyes, but frowned in dissatisfaction when he was iced, and hummed softly, making Boss He's heart tremble with humming: "Be good, bear with it, I'll take out the chain."

The wet chain was thrown into the basin to be washed, Boss He wiped it clean, put it back into the backpack, and then lay down next to the little model again.

Zhao Yufeng was so exhausted that he curled up in the boss's arms like a caterpillar and passed out.

Poor bodyguards A, B, and C listened to the corner all night, and an old man slept in their tent, and they couldn't do it if they wanted to do handwork.

The tour guide was not affected in the slightest, he was already too old to have sexual abilities, and hearing those voices was the same state of mind as hearing wild cats meowing.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Yufeng woke up. The outside of the tent was full of excitement. The voices of men, women, and children intertwined. He buried his face in Boss He's chest: "Who is making noise?"

He Xiangyao woke up a long time ago, and it was rare to be disturbed while staying in bed with the little model. He was very upset: "I'll go and have a look, sleep a little longer if I'm sleepy."

"Ah."

Zhao Yufeng's foundation was not good, and he didn't have much heat on his body. As soon as Boss He left, the bed gradually cooled down. He twisted left and right, and finally curled up into a ball.

When He Xiangyao came back with his breakfast, he saw a big lump in the center of the quilt, and he reached in to touch it, it was cold.

Hearing the movement, Zhao Yufeng lifted the quilt, revealing two dark eyes: "Come in quickly, I'm freezing to death."

It could be seen that He Xiangyao was really cold and ruthless. As soon as He Xiangyao entered, he was entangled by the little model. His cold hands pressed to his chest, and his cold feet squeezed between his legs.

Zhao Yufeng lay on Boss He's body, like a hungry traveler in the desert meeting an oasis, or like an old bachelor who has been single for 40 years meeting a beautiful girl.

The almost frozen blood started to flow again, Zhao Yufeng exhaled, stretched out his hand to pinch a peeled marinated egg from the lunch box Boss He brought back, and asked casually, "What's going on outside?"

"It's nothing, I just met other campers, and they came to borrow pot."

He Xiangyao didn't dare to show his face at all, so he put on a mask and watched from a distance for a while. There were a few young people in the group, and if he recognized him, it would be a lot of fun.

"Oh."

Zhao Yufeng didn't care anymore, he looked at the other egg in the lunch box after finishing the stewed egg: "Boss, eat quickly, let me have a bite too."

"I've eaten. Both are for you."

Zhao Yufeng frowned: "I just want to eat one bite, if I eat too much, I will gain weight."

"I also like you fatter."

"But you can only get fatter. If you get fatter, you don't like it, right?"

He Xiangyao: "..."

Zhao Yufeng pouted, Boss He compromised: "Okay, okay, I'll help you eat."

"I want egg yolk."

"it is good."

Boss He took a bite, revealing the egg yolk. Perhaps the salted egg has been marinated for a long time, and the oil has flowed inside. It is red and looks very beautiful.

Zhao Yufeng took it, and while peeling the remaining egg whites to feed Boss He, he bit the egg yolks in small bites. The egg yolks were rustling, soft and fragrant. After eating, he pinched a few more fried.

He Xiangyao was stunned, and drank half a cup of soy milk in one gulp. He thought it was time to get a dog. If there were any unpalatable things at home that he didn't want to waste, he could throw them to the dog.

With something in his stomach, Zhao Yufeng regained his energy. He wiped his hands and mouth with paper, and lazily complained: "Let's not sleep outside in the future, so many bugs bite me."

"Where did you bite?"

Zhao Yufeng stretched out his hand, and Boss He turned on the flashlight to take a closer look. In addition to the marks he made, there were several swollen red spots on Bai Nennen's forearm. After touching it, it was a bit hard and hot. I don't know if it bites. Are the bugs poisonous: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just very itchy." Zhao Yufeng retracted his hand and scratched randomly: "There are still many places on my body that have been bitten."

"Hey, baby, get up and get dressed, let's go back to the city and have a look."

"Hey, don't, just wipe it with water." Zhao Yufeng said it to make the male god worry, coax him, and enjoy the feeling of being pampered. He didn't want to really go back home. It's not enough: "I've come here, let's go back after seeing the sky."

"Go to the hospital first."

"I don't," Zhao Yufeng shamelessly took off his pajamas and pants: "I want to see."

"Good, be obedient."

"Do you have someone else outside?" Zhao Yufeng had tears in his eyes, and his voice was crying: "I don't want to accommodate me for such a small matter."

Boss He rubbed his face: "Go."

"Where to go?"

"Go to see the sky, get up, and change clothes."

The crying sound stopped in an instant, Zhao Yufeng dressed excitedly, and then threw himself on Boss He: "Report to the chief, you are finished dressing."

He Xiangyao held the little model's cheeks and kissed him on the forehead: "I knew you were pretending to cry."

Zhao Yufeng pretended to be dazed, his eyes widened, and he looked like he couldn't understand what you were talking about.

He Xiangyao pinched his ass: "Go brush your teeth, and I'll boil milk for you."

"Add more sugar."

"One spoon, eating too much will cause tooth decay."

"Understood, He Dad."

Winter is coming, even at noon when the temperature is the highest, the water in the lake is still bitingly cold, Zhao Yufeng's chaotic brain was frozen awake, he washed his face with water, and ran back with trembling lips.

The fragrance wafted from the milk pot, Zhao Yufeng swung the water and lay on the male god's back: "I'm back."

The cold lake water splashed all over He Xiangyao's face. He grabbed the two fidgeting little paws, wiped them with his sleeves, unzipped the zipper and wrapped them in his arms: "Drink it now or pour it into a thermos and drink it later?"

"Give me a couple of sips, and fill the rest with a thermos."

The tour guide stood by with his faded iron kettle: "Boss, I also want to have a few warm drinks."

He Xiangyao: "..." You don't know how to give young people some private space when you're old?

Zhao Yufeng didn't mind. He took the old man's kettle and poured half a pot of milk into it: "It's still hot now, drink it later."

"Hey", the old man tightened the lid and put the kettle in his arms. He noticed the red spots on the back of He Xiangyao's hands with sharp eyes, and took out a bottle of essential oil from his arms: "Young man, use it to wipe it."

"Wipe what?"

"The one in your hand is probably bitten by an ant. We have a lot of ants here. It's best to spray some medicine before going to bed at night."

Zhao Yufeng didn't know what he was bitten by. He took the small green bottle with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and poured a drop on the red spot.

The cold feeling swept over the whole body, and the painful and itchy feeling subsided. Zhao Yufeng looked at the bottle with shining eyes: magic medicine!