The Boyfriend Return Policy

The tea was very hot, so Zhou Jixing only took a sip, raised his face, held the ear of the cup tightly, and said to Xu Du, "Where's my big red envelope?"

Xu Du: "..."

"You're quite a big star, why are you so worried about my red envelope from Shengdou Xiaomin?" Xu Du was speechless, he raised his hand and patted Zhou Jixing on the shoulder.

Zhou Jixing was slapped by him.

What a bad temper.

"Come over." Xu Du chased people away, kicked off his slippers, sat on the bed, Ma Liu turned over, sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, pulled the pillow away with one hand, and saw that there were several red envelopes under the pillow.

Still a little rich man.

The little local tyrant took out all the red envelopes, sat there one for you and one for me: "Here, this is from my grandma. I forgot to give it to you last time. It was from my dad. Yuan, let me not tell you..."

Zhou Jixing looked at him like this, and smiled: "Then you still talk."

Xu Du: "That's not true. The balance of mother's love has been tilted, and the father's love must fall to me. Do you think you are as good as that? As for it? It's not that I don't give it to you, so I drove here by myself? You are not tired ah?"

Xu Du whispered nonsense: "Here, this is the New Year's money from my mother."

Zhou Jixing: "I still have lucky money when I'm 31."

Xu Du raised his eyes and stared at him, and stared at him fiercely. There are some things that I can say, but others can't. For example, I can say that I am fat or ugly. Is blind!

Xu Du put the New Year's money given by Mr. Zhuang on the forehead of Zhou Jixing like a charm on the zombie's face: "Fuck you!"

He didn't take his hand back, but suddenly, his wrist was grabbed, and Xu Du followed that force and fell down into Zhou Jixing's arms.

Hugging is a very special intimate gesture. He uses a gesture to make two people skin-to-skin and in contact with a large area. People may be more or less creatures who want to rely on needs. At the moment when they can rely , will involuntarily produce a kind of peace of mind.

Xu Du was a little confused, holding a red envelope in his hand.

Zhou Jixing hugged him tightly, and didn't speak, Xu Du could feel his chin against his shoulder, his cheek against his neck, a little cold, so cold that he should avoid it.

Xu Du: "It's almost done."

Zhou Jixing smiled, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head: "Xu Du."

Under Xu Du's eyelids, he hummed.

Day of the week line: "Happy New Year."

Xu Du: "Oh."

"After the new year, everything will be auspicious and good luck." Zhou Jixing rubbed the back of his head carefully, "I only say Happy New Year once a year, and that is all happiness."

Zhou Jixing said it very seriously, but someone was very unlucky, and he couldn't hide his joy. He smiled so much that his face was buried on Zhou Jixing's shoulder, and his voice was trembling with laughter: "Zhou Jixing, you Where did you copy it? Put it together, it’s neither fish nor fowl.”

Day of the week: "..."

Xu Du is just a fool who doesn't deserve to be hurt.

Zhou Jixing's expression instantly subsided, with a cold face, Xu Du hung on him as if he could hang on a piece of wood: "On the Internet."

Ouch, Tsundere.

"I guess so." Xu Du laughed enough and straightened up. He was sitting like this, facing Zhou Jixing. Here, this person was standing in front of more than one billion people across the country a few hours ago, but now he is only in his eyes.

He looked into his eyes and said, "There is a crack in everything. That'show the light gets in."

What a time.

The atmosphere was just right, too.

Who took the initiative?

Nobody thinks about it.

Xu Du closed his eyes, felt the touch of his lips sticking together, and his breathing blended together. Zhou Jixing hugged him, and took Xu Du's hand to hug his neck.

If you don't count the previous accident, Xu Du had his first kiss on the first day when he was 31 years old.

Time seemed to slow down exponentially, even breathing was slower than before, Xu Du was so kissed that he was dizzy, Zhou Jixing still laughed: "Silly boy, take a breath."

Xu Du: "..."

After a while, Xu Du tasted a faint smell of blood.

Zhou Jixing covered his cheeks, he really didn't know what to do with Xu Du, he sighed.

Sigh fart.

I haven't sighed when I kissed Lao Tzu for the first time.

Xu Du sat there and stared at him.

Zhou Jixing spread his wings and opened his arms.

Xu Du looked at him vigilantly, he was very sure that Zhou Jixing was a hot chick who must report his spare time: "Why?"

Zhou Jixing: "Come here and give me a hug."

Xu Du's heart was in a mess, just like playing a game, after playing for a long time, he was wandering in the first few levels, and suddenly they went straight to more than ten levels.

Just now, Zhou Jixing ran to him at night with his brains, but now... what is it now?

Xu Du was not very clear, his mind was in a mess, and he was too tired to think about it.

Xu Du sat there, refusing to move, as if he could save the game when he couldn't get through the game, and come back to overcome it next time when he has time.

Zhou Jixing showed a rare expression of helplessness, he didn't know why he came, and as soon as the show ended, he drove here alone, a few hours away, Zhou Jixing remembered Xu Du telling him that he would Wrap him a big red envelope.

You don't even need to see it with your own eyes, you can imagine what he looks like through a few lines on the phone.

Then he came and got the red envelope, Xu Du was like dividing up the spoils, here you are one by one and I am one by one.

Zhou Jixing: "Xu Du, we have no real relationship, do you know that?"

Xu Du froze, and then said, "I know."

Zhou Jixing looked into his eyes, held up the red envelope Xu Du gave him, and twisted it between his fingers: "Then why do you have to give it to me? Hmm? Whether it's red envelopes or family affection, why?"

Xu Du never thought about the existence of this kind of problem. If you give it, you just give it. It's no different from giving an eraser to your deskmate who is with you every day. It's just... well, it's been a long time, and it's more or less special.

"Forget it." Zhou Jixing didn't want his answer. He sat upright, but because of the kiss just now, the coat that was draped over his shoulders fell to the ground. Such a gesture would give people a serious feeling, The feeling of being treated attentively, "Xu Du, I like you."

Zhou said a few lines.

After speaking, he rolled his eyes and smiled.

Xu Du felt something stuck in his throat, he swallowed hard, opened his mouth and licked his lips again: "So easy? Shouldn't you be uneasy, with a high heart rate, looking forward to and afraid of my answer? Hold my thigh Crying and fussing, I swear to God that no one in this world wants to be my guardian angel more than you?"