That 1 his waist protruded

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Su Hefeng is about to celebrate his 31st birthday.Age doesn't matter much to him, and I often feel like he doesn't look like a 30-year-old at all.

If it is not necessary to think about it, I even think that the year of birth on his account is fake.

Poe complained that his family's "straight boyfriend" had the brains of a junior high school girl, and Na Su Hefeng intermittently degenerated into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school sophomore.

Secondary illness will not get better, but it can develop into second illness.

I asked Qisu Hefeng a week in advance if he had any gifts he wanted.I know that he is definitely not lacking materially, but this guy is the type who likes to be lively and is afraid of loneliness, that is, he lacks spiritual love.So he should pay attention to things that have a sense of ritual like birthday gifts.

I guess there are three kinds of requests he will ask: lively parties, romantic dates, and new tricks on the bed.

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When Su Hefeng heard me ask him what birthday present he wanted, he was a little taken aback, followed by obviously feigned surprise—natural surprise only lasted for a moment, and only feigned ones can last so long—he asked: “You How did you know my birthday? Have you peeked at my ID card?"

"Because Zhi X Bao has reminders of friends' birthday calendars." This is obviously a lie.

Su Hefeng covered his chest as if he had been hit. He pretended for three seconds to see that I was unmoved, and turned around to look for his phone.

He fiddled with it for a while, then lowered his face and looked at me seriously: "That function is only reminded on the day of my birthday, not a week in advance. Admit it, Deng Deng, have you had a crush on me for a long time?"

I asked back: "Is your inner drama so much that you can publish a book?"

Su Hefeng climbed smoothly: "If you invest in it, I don't mind publishing a book, it's called "The Years When Celebrities in the Gay Circle Loved Me"."

"It sounds like a sand sculpture." I don't agree with the aesthetics of his naming.

"Come on, let's talk, how on earth do you know?" Su Hefeng sat next to me, leaned over cheekily, put his arms around my waist and began to shake.

"I asked Ayu."

Su Hefeng puffed up his cheeks, and he was both contrived and cute: "How could Ah Yu know?"

I made a guess: "Probably because you once attracted his attention?"

"What?" Su Hefeng rarely showed a dull expression.

I think the explanation should be more detailed: "Ah Yu said that he checked your ID number in the medical records to confirm your age." After all, this guy was a patient that Ah Yu took over.

This incident happened before Ayu and his old man reunited, and when Su Hefeng was still pursuing Ayu, Ayu once complained to me.I have heard several times about this guy who not only has a tender face, but also a young mind, and his temperament has not matured with age.

Of course, it was only after I got in touch with myself that I realized that Ayu's estimation of him was still too conservative.This guy's inner drama is rich, and I feel that I have been mentally polluted when I speculate on his thoughts.

Su Hefeng touched his nose, "I thought Ayu would never tolerate me in his eyes."

"If it weren't for Zhang Qiushu's jealousy, you would have completely withdrawn from Ayu's life when I asked you to go to that party." I stretched out my index finger and poked Su Hefeng's forehead, "Ayu is very homely, His life interests can basically be realized at home, and he entertains himself as a top player. So, it’s not that he doesn’t take you seriously, he just can’t play with you.”

Su Hefeng sighed exaggeratedly, "It's not that he doesn't take me seriously, it's that he doesn't take me seriously."

"Are you making trouble?" I put my arms around his neck and gave him a shudder.

Su Hefeng tried to force out his tears, but in the end he only got two watery eyes and looked at me eagerly: "I knew that the incumbent cares about the past experience."

"I don't mind." I rubbed his forehead that was red from my knock, "I know you are just making trouble, and you think the days are too quiet and you want to find excitement."

Su Hefeng smiled dryly: "How could I?"

"Ha ha."

Su Hefeng buried his head in the crook of my neck and arched, "You two have a good relationship, which makes me jealous."

I was stunned and laughed angrily by him: "What kind of vinegar do you eat?"

Su Hefeng sniffed, "I feel uncomfortable just because I can't figure it out."

What can I do with him?He looks like a cat lying on the table and pushing the glass water glass off the ground face to face, with a plain face of "I'm just looking for trouble", but when you want to scold him, he still looks innocent, as if he was so angry that he wanted to strangle him just now It's like nothing has anything to do with him.

What can I do, I can't beat him to death, and I want to pamper him.

"For the sake of your suffering," I held Su Hefeng's face, looked into his eyes, and saw the expectation in his eyes, "For the next week, please sleep in the guest room. I see The one you put in the cloakroom is good, and it is convenient for you to change clothes in the morning."

Su Hefeng opened his mouth, trying to save the situation.Before he could make a sound, I squeezed my hands between my hands and squeezed his lips up.The picture is joyful, but unfortunately I don't have a third hand to hold the phone for taking pictures.

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There is still a lesson to be learned. This is also a kind of life interest. It tastes better when eaten with Su Hefeng.

The first night when Su Hefeng was driven to the guest room was calm.Six days to his birthday.

On the second night, this guy was not willing to be lonely and clung to my door frame. "Deng Deng, I was wrong, let me come back."

I held on to the door and confronted him, thinking that he might want to sing me a song about Dou E's injustice there.

However, he was wearing a bathrobe at this time, and part of his chest and abdominal muscles were vaguely exposed by the unclosed front. He was holding the door frame, and one thigh was exposed outside, straddling the door, ostentatiously white.

A good body is always pleasing to the eye, and suddenly I am not in a hurry to drive him back.

Su Hefeng knew exactly where his advantage was, so he leaned closer and took my hand and pressed it against his chest: "Touch, touch my heart, it beats for you, how can you bear it?" Keep me away."

I calmly made an evaluation: "It's disgusting enough, but the emotion is not in place."

Su Hefeng switched in a second: "Director Deng, please give me another chance. I will do it all over again, and I will definitely pass."

I rubbed his chest muscles, "No need, the line skills are not important, let's try sex scenes."

Su Hefeng became proud: "Does it feel good? I know that push-ups and bench presses are not for nothing."

"Male peacock."

Su Hefeng didn't mind this description, "Just as long as you like it."

I thought about it for a while, if it wasn't for the fact that he and I have different numbers and types, [-]% of our daily life is "competing for beauty".

Thinking about it this way, I was struck by my own assumptions.

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