Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

After his mother left, He Xiangyao was the only one left in the ward. He had a headache, a sore throat, and sore muscles all over his body.

The room was terribly quiet, He Xiangyao turned off the light, and let himself be submerged in the thick darkness.

He fumbled for the phone by the bedside, and the screen lit up. On it was a headshot of the two of them. The little model smiled brightly and showed her small white teeth.

All the scenes of the two playing together in the past emerged, and He Xiangyao clicked on the small video he made before in a daze.

The little model was kneeling on the bed, her knees and elbows were red, her eyes were full of tears, her nose was also red, and she was humming softly, not knowing whether it was too comfortable or too uncomfortable.

At that time, he always liked to put things in it when he was done. The little model was so wronged that he cried, wrapped his mouth around his neck and complained in a low voice: "You are so bad."

"sorry baby."

No one in the room answered, He Xiangyao listened to the sound of dripping water in the toilet, and wiped his face dejectedly: "I was really wrong."

Zhao Yufeng brushed his teeth after drinking the milk. He didn't know how Fu Nan cooked it, but he actually got rid of the fishy smell in the milk. Yu Feng wiped his mouth and lay back on the bed.

The heating in the room was fully turned on, and Zhao Yufeng didn't feel cold under the quilt, but he still felt unaccustomed to having no place to squeeze his feet.

He suddenly remembered that when he slept with Boss He before, he would always crawl straight into the man's arms because he was afraid of the cold. The two of them hugged each other tightly until dawn, and neither of them thought of turning the temperature higher.

Zhao Yufeng was not used to sleeping alone for a long time, moving left and right, always looking for something to lean on, and suddenly there was something behind him as he rolled around.

Zhao Yufeng was so shocked that the hairs on his legs exploded. When he was a child, he heard an old man say that a bed should not be too big for sleeping. If there is an empty seat next to it, the ghost will lie on it.

Zhao Yufeng's heart beat fast, and he held his breath unconsciously.

The thing behind got into the quilt, groped around him carelessly, took care of the two little beans, pinched and wrung them, and even took them into its mouth to suck.

The temperature of his lips was very high, and the person on his body was very hot. Zhao Yufeng felt a familiar smell: "Boss?"

He Xiangyao pressed his hot lips against the little model's chin: "I miss you so much."

Zhao Yufeng wanted to say something, but just as he opened his lips, a tongue was stuffed in, and the man on top of him moved fiercely, as if trying to tear him apart.

He has experienced this kind of scene thousands of times, habitually hooking his legs around the man's waist and then suddenly remembering that the two had broken up.

His main room is still in the hospital, so what is it for him to sleep with He Xiangyao so vaguely.

A crisp sound.

He Xiangyao covered his left cheek with disbelief: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Yufeng laughed angrily at his righteous look: "What do you think I am doing?"

"Forget it, forget it", He Xiangyao didn't come to quarrel today, he hugged him again: "Let me kiss."

It was rare for Zhao Yufeng to see a man so submissive, and he couldn't help but soften for a moment, but was soon filled with the inexplicable anger of Cheng San: "Kiss, we don't care anymore."

"daughter in law."

"Who is your wife?" Zhao Yufeng covered the kissed mouth: "If you don't leave, I will call someone."

"You bark," He Xiangyao pressed down with a hungry tiger: "I just like to hear you bark."

Men are shameless and shameless, Zhao Yufeng really can't help it, his chin is wet from being bitten, and he slaps him again in desperation.

"Calm down now?" Zhao Yufeng turned on the light, looked at the swollen palm marks on the man's cheeks, and tightened his fingers uncomfortably: "You go home first, let me think about it."

"Say it's a good day."

"You said it, not me."

"Then how long are you going to think about it?"

The man's eyes were bright, and the two looked at each other. Zhao Yufeng couldn't bear the look, and turned his head: "I'll contact you in three days."

"Can't it be less?"

Zhao Yufeng raised his eyes to look at him, and He Xiangyao bent down and kissed the little model's eyelid: "Okay, okay, three days is three days, and I can't do it for one more second. Let me look at my watch. It's now One o'clock in the morning, let's count from now on."

Zhao Yufeng got up to see off the guests, but He Xiangyao was sticky and refused to leave, making noise like a big lively dog. Zhao Yufeng finally felt that the male god's body temperature was not right after pushing and shoving. He watched He Xiangyao burn With red eyes, he asked doubtfully, "Have a fever?"

"A little bit, I've taken medicine."

"What does it matter to me that you have taken medicine?"

Zhao Yufeng pushed the man downstairs, and then slammed the door: "Walk slowly."

In the middle of the night, there was not even a dog barking around the villa, and the street lights flickered and went out. It was pitch black, and only the room of the little model was still on.

He Xiangyao shook his not sober head vigorously, staggered to the curb outside and sat down.

There were no tall buildings on the side of the road, the wind was blowing randomly from all directions, and a few leaves drifted past He Xiangyao in circles.

He stared blankly at the ground, thinking to himself: I crossed half of the urban area and climbed over the wall to see you, but you didn't even think it was superfluous to take a look at me, and you didn't even give me a kiss.

Thinking in this way, those evil thoughts that had been suppressed with great difficulty rose up again, He Xiangyao took out a pill from the tinfoil, threw it into his mouth, and chewed dryly.

The bitter taste of the medicine made the coating on his tongue numb. He Xiangyao patted his head vigorously, looked at the empty medicine bottle, and took out his cell phone to call Liu Zhe.

Liu Zhe was sleeping soundly. When he was woken up in the middle of the night, he almost dropped his phone when he saw a call from He Xiangyao, and connected through gritted teeth: "Boss, what do you want to do?"

"I'm done taking the medicine."

"Finish?" Liu Zhe instantly sobered up, "What I gave you the day before yesterday was a month's worth of medicine."

"Well, I'm in a bad mood these days and I eat a little too much."

"Damn it, the medicine is [-]% poisonous, if you take too much it will kill you, you...you..."

You stayed for a long time, but Liu Zhe didn't say anything, and finally the medical ethics overcame the drowsiness: "Go back to the hospital first, I'll come to you right away."

"I can't go back." He Xiangyao looked up at the light leaking from the window of the little model: "I left my wallet in the taxi."

Liu Zhe: "...Damn it, I owe you a position."

Back in the room again, Zhao Yufeng couldn't sleep anymore, and after much deliberation, he was still worried, so he couldn't help calling He Zhiyang.

He Zhiyang is very familiar with this area, he went faster than Liu Zhe, when he found He Zhiyang, the man was curled up on the side of the road and fell down.

His heart trembled, he hardly dared to admit it, Gao Cheng stepped forward and pushed the confused man: "Brother."

He Xiangyao recognized the visitor by the moonlight: "Why are you here?"

"Sister-in-law asked us to come."

He Zhiyang was almost wronged by his brother. His brother was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. When he was in school, he was always the brightest star in the class.

Hearing this, He Xiangyao became very happy, and couldn't stop muttering: "I knew it, he was very soft-hearted, what else did my wife say?"

"sister in law……"

"Forget it", He Xiangyao interrupted his cousin excitedly: "Give me the phone, I will ask myself."

He Zhiyang silently handed over the phone, he didn't dare to tell the elated He Xiangyao, he didn't say anything except "Pick up your brother back".

Zhao Yufeng was holding his mobile phone all the time, and as soon as the call came, he immediately connected: "Have you brought it back?"

"Daughter-in-law, I knew you hated me."

"..."

Zhao Yufeng immediately hung up the phone, and the other person persistently called him. Seeing that he was so annoyed, he dragged He Zhiyang into the dark.

The phone call failed, but He Xiangyao was still happy, holding the phone and smiling like an idiot.

Gao Cheng asked curiously, "Brother, why don't you call with your own mobile phone?"

He Xiangyao "..." Talks a lot, if I haven't been blocked, can I borrow my phone?

Gao Cheng still didn't feel that he had said the wrong thing: "The thing about losing your temper is to coax it as soon as possible, so that the other party will not be sullen all by himself, and if he wants to be wrong, he will not be able to coax him back."

Every time he uttered a word, He Xiangyao's face turned darker. He decided to go back to the hospital early to hang water, recover his energy, and continue to look for the little model tomorrow.

Liu Zhe followed the navigation, afraid that the map might be wrong, so he stuck to the first gear and found the other side of the road.

He drove the car and couldn't find anyone, so he parked the car on the side of the road and went down to look for it with a flashlight. When he looked, he found that the sky was pale.

He Xiangyao hung up two bottles of water and fell asleep again before thinking about it. Without guilt, he asked the bodyguard to bring him back.

With two big dark circles under his eyes, Liu Zhe kept chanting silently: Killing someone with a mental illness is not against the law.

He Xiangyao concentrated on browsing the online store, thinking about what to give next time.

Liu Zhe gritted his teeth, couldn't take it anymore and said, "I want to increase the price, I want to increase the money, and the consultation fee will be doubled in the future."

He Xiangyao didn't lift his head: "Oh."

At the same time, Zheng Junfeng had just woken up, and when he reached out to touch it, it was already cold beside him.

He rubbed his eyes and looked up, and saw the man standing in front of the fitting mirror shaving his beard, then lying down again: "Going to the set so early today?"

"No, I'll go downstairs to make breakfast, and you can sleep for a while."

Except for the time they were together just now, Fu Nan seldom cooks again. After being reminded like this, Zheng Junfeng remembered the milk incident yesterday, half wronged and half complaining: "Brother Feng is so good, I didn't even eat it. How many times have you cooked the meal?"

Fu Nan went into the bathroom to wash his face, thinking: what are you, you deserve to be compared with him.

When he walked out of the bathroom, Fu Nan's ears were already flushed from the cold water. He smiled, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and gave Zheng Junfeng a steamy kiss: "He's my brother. The elder brother is like a father. I didn't ask you to go." Serving tea is fine."

Toasting tea is equal to a daughter-in-law. Thinking of the other meaning in this sentence, Zheng Junfeng blushed instantly, and he actively got up to wash up: "I'll help you."