The Boyfriend Return Policy

Xu Du had a hot pot with Cao Xi, and he ate spicy food in his mouth. In fact, he doesn't like spicy food that much. It belongs to the kind that can be eaten or not. This will suddenly have a spicy meal, and his tongue is a bit spicy numb.

As an anorectal doctor, Xu Du was a little worried about his chrysanthemum.

The place where the hot pot is eaten is easy to take a taxi, so Xu Du didn't let Cao Xi take him home, he took a taxi back by himself, touching the corner of his mouth that was a little cracked along the way, completely forgetting that he had posted a message on Moments.

The night in the community is dark and windy, not to mention the stars in this season, even the moon seems to be out of power, with no brightness.

The leaves of the trees are cast on the ground, forming a gray and dark contrast with the light.

Halfway there, the phone rang, and Xu Du took out the phone. It was Mr. Zhuang who came to greet her lovely son: "Hello."

Teacher Zhuang: "Speak up! I feel weak every day!"

After shouting, he heard his footsteps: "Haven't you come home yet? It's so late."

Xu Du looked at the van parked a bit in the way ahead, and responded, "Hurry up, we're in the community."

Teacher Zhuang: "Did you go out to eat with Xiao Zhou?"

Yes, thinking about it all day long.

Xu Du: "No, with Cao Xi."

Teacher Zhuang: "Is he still free to go out to eat with you? Don't eat those messy things outside. Have you been drinking? Don't throw it in the trash again."

Xu Du: "No, I'm awake."

And even if he drank it, no one threw him in the trash now.

Ten minutes later, Xu Du felt a little pain in the face when he saw the person leaning against his door.

The neighborhood is old, there is not even an elevator, the windows between the stairs are rusted, the mudstone floor has a hole here and there, and there is a broom and a dust bucket beside it.

The sensor lights in the corridor were dimly lit, falling on Zhou Jixing's shoulders, this place was out of tune with him no matter what.

It's late at night, come here, he's not crazy!

Xu Du was about a meter away from Zhou Jixing: "What are you doing here?"

Zhou Jixing showed disgust in his eyes, as if blaming Xu Du for coming back too late and making him wait here alone for too long: "Open the door."

Who cares about you.

Xu Du rolled his eyes, if it wasn't for the fear that a quarrel here would be bad, Xu Duli wouldn't bother to talk to him, and took a step forward: "Get out of the way."

Zhou Jixing frowned: "You don't take up so much space."

Xu Du retorted: "Are you so happy to squeeze a piece for me?"

Zhou Jixing said: "Anyway, if I don't hold your hand, I don't need money."

Xu Du: "..."

I can't kill you!

Xu Du took out the key, clicked it a few times, pushed the door open, and went in. He changed his slippers at the door, and didn't bother to get the shoes for the person behind him: "Choose one between slippers and floor mopping."

Zhou Jixing glanced at him, but took off his shoes.

The biggest size of the slippers in Xu Du's house was his own, but he couldn't fit them in after a few trips, Xu Du wanted to chop them off like stepping on cockroaches.

Xu Du didn't treat him as a guest at all, poured himself a glass of water, and then sat on the sofa: "What are you doing?"

Weekly line: "Mobile phone."

Xu Du raised his eyelids to look at him.

Zhou Jixing emphasized again: "Mobile phone."

Talking loudly is amazing!

Xu Du threw the phone to him.

Xu Du's phone didn't have a password, so he was too lazy to unlock it every time he opened it. Zhou Jixing opened WeChat directly, and saw the row of Moments messages, and the corners of his mouth twitched. This person completely forgot that he sent this message Circle of friends.

Xu Du: "It's okay, hurry up."

Zhou Jixing pulled out his hot pot picture and put it in front of him: "You took it."

Xu Du was stunned for a moment when he saw the suddenness, he probably forgot about it, and then said: "Nonsense."

Zhou Jixing threw the phone into his arms, and then sat down on the sofa. Zhou Jixing's presence was too strong, and Xu Du was pushed aside for a moment, and he said "what are you doing" before he heard Zhou Jixing Xing said, "I'm hungry."

Xu Du seemed to have heard something unbelievable: "?"

Xu Du: "You're hungry, so none of my business?"

Zhou Jixing had already shut up, leaned on the sofa, seemed to feel that Xu Du's sofa was uncomfortable, and frowned uncomfortably: "Today I only drank a cup of coffee."

Xu Du was startled: "It's not that I told you not to eat."

Zhou Jixing: "I almost fell asleep, and then your picture came out."

Zhou Jixing opened his eyes and looked at each other: "Xu Du, you have to be responsible."

Xu Du: "..."

I take the blame! !

After Zhou Jixing said that sentence, he followed up with the restaurant, ordered the meal, and began to wait for the uncle who paid the tribute. He didn't respond to what Ren Xudu said or complained.

Xu Du was so angry that he scolded dryly: "Am I a restaurant? You go to the door and check, which word says I'm in charge of food and hot pot?"

Zhou Jixing waited for the meal wholeheartedly, and everything else was just floating clouds.

Xu Du: "..."

OK, you can.

Xu Du took out his mobile phone and was about to call Li Cheng to see if he didn't care about this big star who came to ask for hot pot!

Who knew that just as Xu Du took out his mobile phone, Zhou Jixing quickly opened his eyes, staring at the mobile phone in Xu Du's hand with cheetah-like eyes, and then quickly snatched his mobile phone.

Xu Du blinked, and the phone disappeared.

Zhou Jixing: "No phone calls."

Xu Du: "That's my phone!"

Zhou Jixing murmured in disgust: "How old are you, and you still play the trick of suing."

Xu Du: "!!!"

Xu Du was so angry that he almost didn't speak up: "Then how old are you! You even come to beg for food!"

Zhou Jixing started to close his eyes and meditate again. I can't hear you mortals talking.

Xu Du reached out to grab the phone, but before he could grab the phone, a shadow appeared in his eyes, and in an instant, Zhou Jixing pinned him under his body.

The back of his head was pressed against the sofa, and the string in Xu Du's brain thumped.

This scene... seems familiar.

Zhou Jixing was already taller than him, and Xu Du was a little hot chicken who had been nestled for a long time and couldn't lift his hands or shoulders. He was almost pinned down by Zhou Jixing and couldn't move.

The light in the living room cast down and landed on Zhou Jixing, but blocked the light in Xu Du's eyes.

The light and shadow cut the outline of the body and facial features into three dimensions, Xu Du stared blankly at his face, his heart pounding.

"Don't move around." Zhou Jixing frowned in dissatisfaction. He stuffed Xu Du's mobile phone into his butt pocket and put it close to his body. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Xu Du's face and frowned even deeper. , After a while, spit out two words: "Idiot."

Zhou Jixing got up, there was paper on the tea table, Zhou Jixing threw it to him.

Xu Du didn't react yet.

"You idiot" was written very bluntly on Zhou Jixing's face.

"mouth!"

Xu Du raised his hand to touch it, only to find that the corner of his mouth had been split and blood was oozing out.