The Boyfriend Return Policy

Mr. Zhuang patted his head: "I just said it casually, don't think too much, it's good for you now."

She withdrew her hand, took out two red envelopes, and pressed them under Xu Du's pillow: "Xiao Zhou, I can't deliver them, so you can pillow for him."

Xu Du smiled happily: "I don't mind taking it private."

Teacher Zhuang glared at him, then rubbed his head vigorously, as if he could rub Xu Du's age back to the little girl who always forgot to wear the red scarf in elementary school and couldn't find the group badge when he came to the middle school. Daredevil.

Both parents are masochists, always wanting to be dependent on their grown children.

"Okay, happy new year, and the new year should be healthy and happy."

Xu Du squeezed a piece of cantaloupe and rolled his eyes with a smile: "Happy New Year, peace and prosperity."

Xu Du put down the melon, with some juice still on his hands, and hugged Teacher Zhuang fearlessly: "Your son is also waiting to be relied on."

……

Teacher Zhuang has returned to his room, and the Spring Festival Gala is completely over. Well, New Year's Eve is over, and the first day of the new year is here. Xu Du is 31 years old.

Maybe it was because he slept too much during the day, but Xu Du really didn't feel sleepy this time. He lay on his side with the quilt rolled up on the bed, replying to the blessing text messages from his friends and colleagues one after another.

Cao Xi didn't know which girl he wanted to hook up with and sent him a text message to his mobile phone. Xu Du could feel his coquettish peacock spread through the mobile phone. Zhao Zhuo didn't have time to come out and make a fuss. When the store is the busiest, even the boss has to wear an apron to be a cook, Xiao He...

Seeing that Comrade Xiao He was still sticking to the hospital during the Chinese New Year, Xu Du showed mercy and sent a red envelope to the little girl.

The red envelope, an awesome little program that tests the speed of human hands, was confiscated by Comrade Xiao He who always complained that Xu Du's treats cost less than 15 yuan!

Xu Du smelled gossip.

Sure enough, after half an hour, Xiao He secretly called Xu Du: "Xu Du! Xu Du!"

Xu Du: "Yes, yes."

The little girl cried with him over the phone. The tears were like the water of the Yellow River. The water is made differently. After crying for a long time, except for the two Xu Du calls at the beginning, Xu Du didn't hear anything clearly.

In the end, she didn't say anything, and the phone was in the hands of another person: "She's fine, we're together now."

Well, at the beginning of the new year, Xu Du gave him a mouthful of pure dog food.

Xu Du covered his eyes with his arms and smiled relaxedly. Fortunately, it's all good news.

Xu Du turned over with a smile, the quilt was rolled up between his arms, he hugged him, the familiar smell was soft in his breath, it was a sense of stability at the end.

Xu Du has always liked Chinese New Year, not because of holidays, nor because of New Year's money. He just likes the feeling of ending and beginning. No matter what happened in the old year, he can start again from this day. People need themselves to live washing.

The phone kept vibrating, and New Year's blessings were flying all over the sky. Xu Du hugged the quilt and didn't want to move it, so when the WeChat video rang, Xu Du really didn't want to answer it. As a result, the other party seemed to have the spirit of not giving up if he failed, and he couldn't help it. After the person answered and hung up, he called again...

Reluctantly, Xu Du stretched out his hand, took out the phone from under the pillow, and held the phone up in front of his face, only then did Xu Du see who killed it.

He picked up the video, and Zhou Jixing showed a stinky face. Xu Du didn't need to guess to know that the old man thought he was slow in answering the video. Looking at the background after Zhou Jixing, he went up by car, and he didn't take off his makeup, but just put it on. He took off his coat and only wore a shirt, so he was not afraid of the cold.

Xu Du didn't even move his butt, lying on his side on the bed with a bunch of quilts between his thighs, he opened his eyes and looked at the mobile phone standing in front of his face: "You are so free."

Look at his attitude, it's not like he said "I like him" to the only girl who confessed to him a few hours ago, Zhou Jixing dislikes him, Xu Du also dislikes Zhou Jixing Not a lot.

He couldn't sleep anyway, so Xu Du asked him chatteringly, "Where's Li Cheng? Where's Xiaobing? Are you alone?"

Zhou Jixing: "Nonsense."

"Tsk." With Xu Du's posture, half of his face took up the screen of the phone, and even washing his face with his sweetheart was cleaner than usual, that's all floating clouds, "Little hot chick, aren't you cold? Is it over? I thought you would have a big state banquet after the Spring Festival Gala?"

Zhou Jixing lowered his head, and when he raised his head, he had a cigarette in his mouth, tsk, smoking in the car doesn't bother him: "Whatever the party, I'm rushing home."

Xu Du: "Then you..."

Zhou Jixing had a cigarette in his mouth, and smiled suddenly, the cigarette was not lit, and he laughed very funny: "Of course I have to go home."

Xu Du was startled when he heard this.

He was really impressed with Zhou Jixing's family, looking at Zhou Jixing's attitude towards Zhou Jishu, Xu Du reckoned that Zhou Jixing would not go back with them to celebrate the New Year, unexpectedly...

Xu Du hadn't thought about it yet, Zhou Jixing raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Silly boy, come and open the door for me."

Xu Du's eyes widened muscularly, surprise was all over his face, he froze for a second, then he blinked vigorously: "Are you here?"

Zhou Jixing got up again, looking like "you can't fucking get up".

"Crazy!" Xu Du lifted the quilt, turned over, stepped on his feet for a long time, but couldn't find any slippers, squatted on the floor, and then pulled out two slippers from under the bed, stepped on them hurriedly, opened the door and ran out .

There is no dark light in the living room. It is an old rule. The lights cannot be turned off this night. Xu Du hastily unlocked the door as his figure brushed across the wall. A few lines, standing at the door of his house.

Xu Du laughed: "You're walking very fast these few flights of stairs."

"It's because you've been looking for slippers for too long." Zhou Jixing raised his hand, flicked Xu Du's forehead, then passed him and walked inside.

This man is really, everywhere he goes, he is more master than master.

Xu Du touched his forehead, pulled the doorknob and locked the door hard.

Zhou Ji walked into his room, Xu Du glanced at the open door, then turned his head, squatted down on the coffee table secretly, stole some of the tea leaves that he gave to Teacher Xu, and took the hot tea directly Once the water is soaked, all the intermediate processes are left, and his father will kick him to death if he sees him wasting tea like this.

……

Xu Du entered the room, afraid of waking up the two elders, he closed the door of the room without any hassle, sat by his window, flipping through the manga he had read yesterday.

"Do you understand? The eighth volume, you have to start reading from the first volume." Xu Du handed him the cup, "There is no coffee, let's make do with it."

Zhou Jixing put down the book and took the cup. He lowered his head and put his mouth close to the rim of the cup. The hot tea was steaming and tainted between his eyelashes. Xu Du's heart beat violently. He suddenly remembered that day. , Zhou Jixing pressed on him, telling him that his first lesson was to learn to show his good looks.

It's good-looking, but if it's not good-looking, it will deceive fans.