The Boyfriend Return Policy

Zhou Jixing's game sound was quite loud, biubiubiu~ sounded for a long time, he moved his arm: "And you didn't come to ask me this time, did you?"

Li Cheng: "...how come, then you must ask, who can refute your face."

Li Cheng really didn't want to talk to Zhou Jixing, who was too familiar with him, so he turned to Xu Du: "Xiao Xu, do you usually watch variety shows?"

Xu Du: "Occasionally."

Li Cheng: "What variety show do you watch? Let's hear it."

Xu Du: "Boss Huang."

Li Cheng: "..."

understood.

Li Cheng: "Are you interested? Try it yourself?"

Xu Du: "Huh?"

Li Cheng was very patient: "That's how it is. Aren't you and a few lines now 'passionately in love'? You understand, right? Just taking pictures is not enough."

Li Cheng gave Xu Du a meaningful look.

Xu Du: "..."

No, he doesn't want to understand.

Li Cheng: "This variety show is also very simple, just show your face, look at the flowers and plants, and it's over, and the salary is this amount."

Li Cheng compared the numbers.

Xu Du, an ordinary citizen who was continuously rubbed against the ground by money: "..."

Li Cheng: "We don't want this money, I will give it to you, and you have worked hard."

Xu Du: "No, I..."

Li Cheng made the final decision directly: "That's it."

He got up: "It's getting late, I'll go first, you guys go to bed early."

Li Cheng is proficient in his business and can sneak quickly. He expected that Xu Du is not the kind of person who promises to do what he promises, so he will bite the bullet and do it.

Xu Duerkang raised his hands in the air, and before he could finish a sentence, he wanted to cry, "I..."

Zhou Jixing picked up his phone and got up: "You promised yourself."

Xu Du: "I didn't!"

It didn't matter if he had it or not, because no one listened to him.

In the evening, Xiao He called Xu Du and turned the corner to ask how Du Zhilin was doing. It was hard for Xu Du to say that he rejected you, and you were so concerned about other people's affairs. He was afraid that if he said that, he would hurt the little girl. Heart.

According to the traditional education of the old Xu family, if you hurt a woman's heart, you will be beaten.

He didn't ask, but Xiao He said awkwardly: "Buying and selling can't be done with benevolence and righteousness."

Xu Du: "...All right, as long as you can see it."

While talking, he took off the freshly washed pajamas from the balcony. Teacher Zhuang was not there, so he also threw it into the washing machine, but the smell after washing was different.

Xu Du sniffed: "Okay, I'm going to take a shower."

When Xiao He heard it, "Do you want to take a bath with mandarin ducks?"

Xu Du: "..."

Xu Du hung up the phone directly, not worried about hurting the little girl's heart.

When he was taking a bath, Zhou Jixing stood on the balcony smoking a cigarette. There were pots of green plants on the balcony. Without Mr. Zhuang's care, the green onions were a little bit tired, bent over lazily, and learned to disappear. The sun's sunflower hangs its head.

Zhou Jixing was holding a cigarette, and his mobile phone was placed beside the pot of green onions. The screen was bright and bright, and Zhou Jixing took a deep breath of the cigarette. Small half box, if Li Cheng was here, he would have been screaming.

The phone stopped, and the text messages were flipped through, one by one occupying the screen. I didn't read a few lines for a week, picked up the phone and deleted them all, and then directly pulled the number into the blacklist.

This will be clean, even text messages are gone.

When the call came again, it was Li Cheng who called. Li Cheng didn't know what he was busy with. He heard the voice and probably just sat down: "How is it? Did Xu Du say anything?"

Zhou Jixing spoke in a deep tone, his figure melted into the night, his strong back tightened the line of his shirt: "Don't provoke him blindly."

Li Cheng was stunned for a moment: "Hey, I'm not afraid that you have no marketing, and people will say that you are fake?"

"It's a fake." Zhou Jixing crushed the cigarette butt and touched the green onion next to him. The green onion was not stable, and the whole pot fell down. There was a loud bang, it fell apart, and the soil splashed, "Don't say it so nicely. , it is you who tasted the sweetness."

"What sound?"

There was a series of rustling footsteps, and then the sliding door of the balcony was pulled open, and she hurriedly put on her pajamas and came out, Xu Du, whose hair was still dripping, came out.

He scanned left and right, and finally fixed his gaze on Zhou Jixing.

Zhou Jixing stood in the corner, his face hidden in the deep night, he raised his hand, cut off the phone, and put down his hand: "It's nothing, the onion fell."

The pot of green onions has been on the balcony for two or three years, and the bottom of the pot has left marks on the balcony. Hearing what he said, Xu Du was stunned, and then leaned on the fence and looked down. It was dark, what? Can't even look at it: "Are you okay?"

Zhou Jixing: "It's okay."

Xu Du: "Then I'll go down and have a look, it's not good if I hit someone."

Xu Du ran out while talking, Zhou Jixing looked at him from behind, Xu Du's pajamas were not properly put on, the corners of the clothes were pinched, and a large part of his back was exposed, he didn't feel cold, which showed that he was really in a hurry.

Different.

He and Xu Du seem to be equal at the moment, but Zhou Jixing knows that they are different.

Excessive warmth has cast a layer of mist on the regulations that are completely clear to the cold reality, and the original appearance can be seen with a single touch, but there are no lines in Zhou Jixing.

They are not lovers, nor are they family members. In essence, they are the distribution of objects like a prank, and the express contract that has nothing to do with each other.

Xu Du could divide his family affection into half with him, but he couldn't.

Li Cheng can sip a little Xu Du with Xu Du, can point and scold Zhou for him, can sit with Xu Du at a roadside stall drinking beer and eating skewers like friends, that's because he wants to He wanted the value of Xu Du, but once Xu Du became a drag, he would abandon Xu Du without hesitation.

Li Cheng is the one who has tasted the sweetness. The economic benefits brought by selling rot can easily make people fall into it, and it is no longer something that can be dismissed with a photo.

The door opened, and Xu Du got up in dismay, probably because he was tired from climbing the stairs: "Fortunately, it's okay, you little hot chick, why are you standing on the balcony in the middle of the night? It’s not a watermelon, just smash it.”

He approached and wrinkled his nose: "How much have you smoked? I'm not afraid that Li Cheng will hit you."

Zhou Jixing suddenly grabbed Xu Du's wrist, his strength has always been strong, and Xu Du was a little tight.

Xu Du looked at Zhou Jixing inexplicably: "Why?"

Zhou Jixing didn't speak, and looked at him deeply with a pair of dark eyes.

Xu Du: "I won't sue, it's none of my business whether you smoke or not, but you have to admit your mistakes, that onion, my mother has raised her for several years, if she wants me to kill her, she has to kill me. Not worth the money."

Zhou Jixing: "Would it be me?"

Xu Du: "Nonsense, when did you see my mother scolding you?"

Xu Du struggled his hand: "Speak as you speak, don't move your hands or feet, if it is loose, I have to go down and sweep the dirt."

Zhou Jixing let go, and Xu Du muttered to find a broom and ash bucket. Mr. Zhuang has rules and regulations, but he can't do it: "Where did I put it? Did I sweep the floor? It seems to have swept..."

"Xu Du."

Xu Du stroked the back of his head and turned around: "Why?"

Zhou Jixing took strides and came to Xu Du's side in a few steps. He raised his hand, and Xu Du looked at him with blinking eyes. The next second, Zhou Jixing tore off the corner of Xu Du's clothes: "Stupid."

Xu Du: "..."

My day your mother!

Zhou Jixing turned around and opened the door: "Take it."

"Ah!" Xu Du finally found the broom!He was put in Zhou Jixing's fitness room, "It's all you! It's like your nest! I'm so embarrassed to enter!"

Fine.

Zhou Jixing acquiesced to his excuse, he dug out another cardboard box and stuffed it into Xu Du's hand, and went downstairs first: "Take it, come down."

"Hey!! What are you doing!" Xu Du wanted to leave, but turned around and quickly grabbed the broom and ash bucket, and followed him down the stairs step by step.

He didn't see Zhou Jixing, lowered his eyes, and twirled his fingertips, with a little tenderness and coldness.

from his lower back.

.........

The shallots fell from upstairs, but they didn't fall to pieces. After all, they have been raised for so many years, and the soil has formed a whole piece.

Xu Du squatted on the side, sipping the broken soil from time to time, sighing that it was a pity.

Zhou Jixing stood on the side, looking down at him condescendingly: "Can you even develop feelings for green onions?"

Xu Du raised his head and looked at the culprit with a displeased face: "Of course I look at it every day."

Zhou Jixing: "Do you remember?"

Xu Du: "You talk a lot of nonsense today! Of course I only care about my own things! What do I care about other people's things!"

He can't even remember the names of his high school classmates.

"Yeah." Zhou Jixing seemed satisfied, "Put it in."

Xu Du heard: "What?"

Zhou Jixing's slippers touched the paper shell that Xu Du took down: "Are you reluctant?"

"Oh." Xu Du understood, "Are you asking me to put my green onions here to grow? Can it work? It's a piece."

Xu Du moved the biggest piece with the onion seedlings into the box, and he raised his head: "Hey, can you stop talking and not doing it?"

Zhou Jixing put his hands in his pockets, his brows were raised, and he looked disgusted with the soil and the lump of Xu Du squatting on the edge of the soil. Xu Du didn't like it, so he rushed over, and pulled his hands on Zhou Jixing's trousers, I just want to rub the dirt on my hands on Zhou Jirow's pants.

Don't you think it's dirty?Dirty you deserve it!Just wash your pants yourself!

Zhou Jixing's eye sockets enlarged, he took a step back, his heels touched the steps, and suddenly his legs felt cold.

Day of the week: "..."

Xu Du: "..."

The deep winter wind was blowing, blowing over the leaves, the road, and... Zhou Jixing's two legs.

Xu Du looked at the black boxer briefs, and swallowed hard, he really just wanted to rub the dirt!

Zhou Jixing gritted his teeth: "Xu—Du—"

Xu Du, born in euthanasia, died of a trouble called Zhou Jixing.

May God have the virtue of good life, so that he will never meet Zhou Jixing again in his next life...

Xu Du: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, no, why are your pants so easy to take off..."

Zhou Jixing: "Blame me?"

Xu Du didn't dare to nod his head: "My fault, my fault, why don't I take off your pants too? I won't move, really."

In the middle of the night, two elderly men who add up to almost 60 years old are downstairs... playing a childish game where you pick me up, and I will pick you up again.

Do you think Zhou Jixing, an upright and popular star, would do such a naive thing?

It turns out...he will.

Zhou Jixing not only picks it up, but also picks it up thoroughly, he strips off the whole piece, Xu Du is carried on Zhou Jixing's shoulders, his shame explodes, Zhou Jixing still says in his ear: "It's a deal not moving?"

Xu Du that Yellow River tears.

Xu Du's whole body is white, his face is so white, his legs are too white, he is thin but in good shape, his legs are white and straight, there is a dimple at the ankle, his pants are pulled down to the bottom of his feet .

Zhou Jixing: "Lift your feet."

Fuck Xu Du, he clutched Zhou Jixing's clothes: "This is downstairs! Downstairs!"

If any neighbor saw it, he didn't want to live anymore.

Zhou Jixing hehe: "If you pick me up, then you are upstairs?"

Xu Du: "That was an accident!"

Zhou Jixing said calmly: "Then I am too."

What a fart! !

Before Xu Du could curse out loud, Zhou Jixing suddenly lifted his leg, Xu Du's head fell straight down, and his whole body lost his balance. He opened his mouth wide, and subconsciously hugged Zhou Jixing's leg: "Fuck me fuck me!!! I will fight you hard for a few weeks!!"

Xu Du is now the meat on the chopping board, what is he going to do with it?

Zhou Jixing grabbed his two big white legs, snorted, threw away the slippers, pulled out his trousers, and let go of Xu Du.

Xu Du sat on the ground, clutching his crotch, and thoroughly experienced the cool feeling of Zhou Jixing's legs, his face turned red to the tips of his ears, and his eye sockets were red from burning: "Give me the pants!!"

Zhou Jixing held his trousers in one hand, turned around and went upstairs in a good mood.

Xu Du: "...you are going to die a few days a week!!!"

Zhou Jixing just stepped on the stairs, and turned around when he heard the sound: "If you call again, someone will really come."

As if someone heard Zhou Jixing's words, a light upstairs suddenly turned on, which startled Xu Du.

A smirk curled up on the corner of Zhou Jixing's mouth, he was so cheap, he hummed a little tune and went upstairs first, leaving Xu Du alone like a thief, looking left and right, and finally quickly picked up the paper box and used his I went upstairs at the fastest speed in my life.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhou Jixing was leisurely making coffee when Xu Du entered - he bought the coffee machine himself, and Xu Du's room had already piled up a lot of his messy things.

Xu Du: "Week--how--"

Zhou Jixing stood by the coffee machine: "Yes, I heard that."

Damn, I want to fight you hard!

Like a mighty [not] general, Xu Du threw his life [not] on him, and Zhou Jixing grabbed his collar and pulled him aside: "If you break it, you will pay."

Xu Du: "I can't afford to pay for a coffee machine!!"

Zhou Jixing said a number.

Xu Du: "..."

Xu Du felt that Junjie Lin... no, Junjie was calling him to be more aware of current affairs.

Zhou Jixing sighed suddenly, pressed his collar, like coaxing a child: "Go and put on your pants, don't catch a cold."

Xu Du: "..."

Who did it hurt?

But Xu Du still went to put on his pants, he was not used to wearing only a pair of underwear in front of others.

Zhou Jixing turned his back to him, and his well-exercised figure was very fit, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, which fit the line: "Would you like a drink?"

Xu Du said angrily, "I won't drink."

Zhou Jixing poured out the brewed coffee: "Well, I didn't make yours in the first place."