Little fool and big belly black

When Han Xiaoyu was busy studying Japanese, his [-]th birthday came unexpectedly.Fortunately, my brother called the day before, otherwise he must have forgotten in Java Island.No way, his dear mother is very traditional in this regard. The lunar calendar has to be passed, and the solar calendar has to be passed again. In his mother's words: "It's so troublesome just twice a year. Even if you don't miss it If you miss your own birth, you won't think about the torment you gave me in those two days?"

I remember one time, when my brother was about [-] years old, he stayed at school and didn’t go back to the dormitory, and he forgot about it when he was busy with his studies. As a result, his mother just didn’t talk to him for two weeks. You don't even bother to look at each other.Since then, he and his elder brother have completely succumbed to his mother's despotic power. They will definitely go back every birthday if they can, and they will make a phone call if they don't. Only in the next year will there be good fruit to eat.

No, as soon as the day dawned, it was as if an alarm clock was installed in the body, and the eyes opened quickly. I found the phone and pressed the familiar number, "Hello, Mom, good morning."

The mother's voice sounded very energetic, she must have woken up for a while, "Xiaoyu, today is your [-]th birthday, how are you going to spend it?"

The volume of the phone call was not low, and my mother came over with her voice, which seemed to wake up the people next to her, and her strong arms were raised up, just wrapping around her soft waist.

Han Xiaoyu patted the man's arm reassuringly, and continued to make a phone call: "Hey, I didn't plan to. I'm at work today, and the crew is very busy."

The mother was obviously upset, and complained: "What nonsense are you talking about, what can you do to celebrate your birthday? Go and talk to your boss, and he will let you go for a day."

Han Xiaoyu gave a perfunctory "hmm", and lowered his head to meet the man's clear eyes, which was a bit surprised.Covering the phone, he asked him in a low voice, "Did you wake up? How about I go out and make a call."

Yu Feng pressed the small body that was about to move, took his mobile phone by the way, and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, Xiaoyu will have a good birthday today, and I will take a photo for you then."

Han's mother was obviously a little surprised, "You are?"

Yu Feng surrounded the young man who was about to snatch the phone back, whispered "Don't make trouble", and then continued to talk to Han's mother: "I am Yu Feng, a colleague of Han Xiaoyu's current workplace. Don't worry, auntie, birthday leave is paid leave One of them, he will spend the day happily. Even if it is not for himself, it must be for you, Auntie. Your birthday is the day of your mother’s death, so you should remember it.”

Han Xiaoyu muttered in a low voice, "This guy is quite good at flattering."

The man responded to Han's mother's words with a smile, while stretching his hand into Han Xiaoyu's pajamas in a punishing manner, slowly stroking.Wherever the hot fingers passed, Han Xiaoyu shuddered, a little at a loss, a little panicked and frightened.

But the man didn't seem to notice it, and when it slid to the navel, it stayed for a few seconds viciously, and the fingertips turned around deftly.

"Well, don't." Han Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to knock that hand off.

After Yu Feng said goodbye to his aunt politely, he hung up the phone.He turned over and pressed Han Xiaoyu under him, his voice was hoarse: "Today is your birthday, why didn't you tell me, huh?" The ending sound was slightly drawn out, and he questioned the young man under him.

Han Xiaoyu is still not suitable for such a close distance, so he turned his head, his white neckline is alluring and charming, "No, there are a lot of things to do today, just think about it and forget it."

Yu Feng raised his eyebrows, and said in a dangerous tone: "So do you think these things are more important than your birthday, or do you mean you don't want me to know?"

Hearing this, Han Xiaoyu hurriedly turned around and explained: "Of course not, I forgot about it at first, but my brother reminded me yesterday, and then I heard the director gave you today's arrangement, so I don't want to distract you with it. "

Unexpectedly, the man lay down directly, buried his head in the socket of Han Xiaoyu's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "But this is your first birthday since the two of us were together."

Han Xiaoyu didn't know if it was his own illusion, but there was a trace of grievance in Yu Feng's voice.

I don't know if it's my own preconceptions, because it's the love of two men, it's not like and can't be equal and clear like the love between men and women.Yu Feng has always existed as a strong man in front of him, and the two of them never seemed to have a rivalry for contention and conquest.Maybe he was confused by all kinds of falsehoods on the Internet. Even if other people's love is spread out and announced, it always bears the imprint of others.Before this moment, Han Xiaoyu had always believed that he just had to accept everything well, but he forgot that he was actually a young man two years younger than him, and it was just that other people were still messing around in their beautiful years. No matter how calm you are, you will still be confused and need a hug to rely on.

Maybe for him, celebrating this birthday is as free as not turning on the tap, but for this person, it has a completely different meaning. A man with a successful career hopes that on every memorable day, Can give him a good memory.This is a very simple reason, just as I would feel uneasy about the objective gap between them, Han Xiaoyu appeared in the gray area where I lost my understanding, while Yu Feng outside was bearing his disapproval and frustration. don't care.

He understood.

Han Xiaoyu sighed, raised his hand to touch Yu Feng's somewhat stiff hair, and said softly: "So, my Lord Yu Feng, would you like to accompany me for a day?"

After a long pause, he said, "Okay."

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