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Weekends are almost never serious relationships, and he doesn't know how to tell the difference between the right way to treat a real boyfriend and a sex partner.

There is an article titled "How to Be a Good Boyfriend" on the almighty Internet. There are more than a hundred articles in it, plucking out some hypocritical parts that are not normal, like the third-rate romance novels in Hong Kong and Taiwan. Try all the moves in the spectrum.

For example: When introducing him to a new friend, please put your arms around his waist instead of standing aside and pointing with your fingers.

On the day when the web drama was completed, a dinner was held at the end of the weekend, and all the people involved in the production team were invited. Because the professional producer of Liuguang Media was borrowed before, Bai Yueyang was also invited.

"This is Liu Guang's Mr. Bai. He has helped us a lot." Weekend put his arms across Bai Yueyang's waist, stood in the middle of the box, and introduced to everyone solemnly.

He didn't intend to come out in public, so his words were very upright and polite, and the expression on his face was also very polite. This and his intimate movements of hugging her narrow waist tightly formed an extremely weird picture.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, because there were too many slots, they didn't know where to start.

Later, someone made an analysis based on the actual situation, and felt that Young Master Zhou was a second-class foreign devil who had returned from studying in the Gay Country, and it was probably understandable to have some behaviors that were contrary to the traditions of the Chinese nation.

Another example: Post his photo on wallets, mobile phones and other places where you can often see it.

It is more difficult to do this. He is a careless person on weekends and weekends, and he often loses things. His wallet, mobile phone, keychain and other carry-on items will disappear from time to time. Thinking of Bai Yueyang's photo, it is likely that he will be chased by his ass every day. When his little assistant, who was picking up his phone to find the keys, saw him, he felt guilty.

After all, the little assistant is good at everything, except that he has a big mouth and can't hide things in his stomach.

So at the end of the weekend, he thought of a compromise method. He made a mosaic of Bai Yueyang's photo, washed it out and stuffed it in the middle of his wallet.

"Uncle Bai, are you super touched now? Am I a good boyfriend?" He opened his wallet and showed it to Bai Yueyang as if offering a treasure.

Bai Yueyang stared at his unrecognizable face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, it took him a long time to distinguish the position of his eyes, nose and mouth, his forehead twitched, and his tone was very forced: "Baby, I am so touched, it seems that I have returned to my first acquaintance." Shima Ai's youthful years."

I don't know who is Ai Iijima at the end of the weekend. There are three generation gaps between him and Bai Yueyang. His youth belongs to Ayden, a beautiful boy who lays on the flower bed and smokes, and Yui Hatano, who looks exactly like Zhiling's sister.

Another example: when he is suffering, don't talk nonsense like drinking more hot water, go to him with medicine and food, and say coolly to open the door.

Bai Yueyang was drinking water when he received a call from the end of the weekend. He just picked up the receiver when he heard his little boyfriend call softly through the radio waves: "Ah~na~da~"

The liquid choked into the trachea, and Bai Yueyang coughed violently, as if his lungs were about to explode.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and he began to worry about whether he was viciously bowed down by the young people who hated him so much at the end of the weekend.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Young Master Zhou was worried, but he couldn't hide his anticipation, "Are you sick? You cough so badly, but you don't need to drink hot water."

Bai Yueyang was a little dazed, and asked him: "Baby, what are you talking about?"

At the end of the weekend, I repeated: "You don't need to drink hot water." Then I hung up the phone.

An hour later, Bai Yueyang received a text message from him, which only contained two cool words - open the door.

He opened the office door suspiciously, and saw the weekend weekend standing at the door with mochi, skewers, beer and a bag of cold medicine, smiling like a spring breeze.

"Medicine, and food," Zhou weekend raised his hands, his big light-colored eyes sparkled, "I bought them all, do you think I'm a good boyfriend?"

For a moment, Bai Yueyang really wanted to take him to find an expert to exorcise evil spirits.

A similar situation lasted for less than half a month. Bai Yueyang made an appointment at home on the weekend and cooked a sumptuous dinner by himself. Have a good talk.

"No. 30 seven, try not to let him touch cold water, because it's not good for your health, and the man who washes the dishes is the sexiest." Weekend Weekend said to Bai Yueyang sternly, as if he was reciting a text.

Bai Yueyang pinched the center of his brows helplessly, grabbed the tip of Weekend's nose and shook it, and asked him: "Tell me, what nonsense did you see again, it's not Chinese stuff if you don't turn it on?"

At the end of the weekend, I dug out the strategy of "How to Be a Boyfriend" downloaded to my mobile phone, handed it to him obediently, broke my nose out of its clutches, rubbed it, and said with a frown: "I'm really trying to learn, but the effect It doesn't look very good. Bai Yueyang, you may not believe it, but you are my first boyfriend."

You can't send flowers and diamonds like you treat a little lover like Lu Li, or give money to the boss.

Bai Yueyang returned the phone after reading a few messages. He couldn't help but shook his head, but his heart was like a piece of melted cheese, sweet and soft, emitting a golden light.

How can there be such a lovely person?

He gently hugged the troubled weekend weekend into his arms, kissed the top of his hair, all the way down, and touched his beautiful forehead, eyebrows, eyelashes, and nose bridge with his lips...

Words as light as a sigh escaped from Bai Yueyang's mouth: "Mo, my good boy, only you don't need it, you don't need to learn or understand."

"Why? You don't want me to be a good boyfriend?" Weekend weekend was puzzled. His thoughts were simple. This was the first time he had been a famous boyfriend. Although he couldn't show his affection in public, he should do his best. To the best, so as not to leave any regrets.

"You are already." Bai Yueyang was noncommittal, he shook the person in his arms, and told him: "For me, you only need to stay here, and you are already the best in the world."

What Bai Yueyang actually meant was: Existence is a gift from God, and I don't want to ask for more.

But young master Zhou, who has no real experience in love other than dating flirtatious girls and handsome guys, has obviously fallen into the novice panic of "how to be a boyfriend". He misunderstood what Bai Yueyang meant, and heard that He frowned in embarrassment and fell into deep thought.

Bai Yueyang looked at him inexplicably, not sure what was wrong with the sweet words he just revealed his true feelings.

At the end of the weekend, his cheeks were puffed up, and he clenched his fists as if he was sinking a boat. He sat up straight and said, "Uncle Bai, your cooking is delicious, especially the soup, which is better than some restaurants."

Bai Yueyang was not self-effacing, nodded and said: "My mother is from the south, and she has been deeply influenced by it."

"Then will you cook it for me often?" His eyes flickered, as if he was saying some lame excuse.

Bai Yueyang was puzzled, but he still replied honestly: "If you like, as long as I have time."

"Well, for the sake of the delicious soup," Weekend made up his mind, heaved a sigh of relief, looked into Bai Yueyang's eyes and said, "I agree, but there will be a one-month trial period."

Excuseme? ? ?

Bai Yueyang stepped back a short distance, raised half of his eyebrows, and looked at Zhou Mo's face calmly, he was extremely confused, so he wanted to find some clues of logic in his words.

After a while, he finally realized suddenly and understood the meaning of the words at the end of the weekend.So the arc-length surprise finally came, Bai Yueyang stood up excitedly, and pulled Weekend into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Would you like to move in and live with me?" He asked in disbelief.

At the end of the weekend, he was confused and asked, "Didn't you say that I'm a good boyfriend if I stay here?"

It was a beautiful and colorful misunderstanding, and Bai Yueyang immediately decided to bring it into the urn, so that he would never be able to understand it.

If you want to move, you can move. Anyway, I am used to the three caves on weekends and weekends. On weekdays, I take turns sleeping in several residences. If I want to live together, it is just a matter of buying a set of personal items at Bai Yueyang's house, and asking for half a wardrobe and half a bed. .

Compared to his recklessness on weekends and weekends, Bai Yueyang is really interested in cohabitation matters.

He ordered a new Serta mattress and spent the weekend picking out bedding.

The old man who prefers solid colors really doesn't understand the preferences of young people. After reluctantly donating the four-piece bed set around the "Reaper Elementary School Student" that he has treasured for many years on weekends and weekends, he finally felt old in his heart.

"This thing is out of print. It can already be classified as a work of art. It's too expensive for us to use." Bai Yueyang began to talk nonsense in a serious manner, persuading him to take it back at the end of the weekend.

At the end of the weekend, Muji finally compromised. He carefully folded the four-piece suit he brought, nodded and said in praise: "I didn't expect that, uncle is still a smart guy."

The specious cohabitation life started in such a low-key way. On weekends and weekends, I can come to live in an average of three days a week, and it may be five days when it is better.

It's easier to fall in love with older people, and even if there is occasional friction, you can't quarrel. Often, as soon as the attack is about to happen on weekends and weekends, Bai Yueyang has already apologized first.Or sometimes I really can't control it, and it's the end of the weekend when I get angry, and the other party listens calmly.

When encountering disagreements, reason, see the essence through the phenomenon, incarnate as the director of the teaching department or the housekeeper and mother-in-law every minute, as small as barefoot without slippers, as big as troubles in career...

A certain kid who aspired to be a good boyfriend before moving here has been pampered to the point of lawlessness, not to mention washing the dishes, and now he doesn’t even bother to squeeze toothpaste on weekends and weekends.

"Uncle Bai, I think you look like a..." He bit his chopsticks, thinking about the most appropriate description.

Bai Yueyang asked him: "A what?"

"A fully automatic solar energy with an encyclopedia of housework and cooking, real-time questions and answers, self-service withdrawals, and a central processor for a smart life system." Weekend weekend finished speaking in one breath, and laughed to himself.

Bai Yueyang threw the peeled shrimp into his bowl, and added with a smile: "It's still close, humanoid."