The Boyfriend Return Policy

Auntie knew that they were all famous stars, so she couldn't help being enthusiastic: "That's okay? Why just leave it like this, I'll go get some hot water and soak my feet, so I won't catch a cold tomorrow."

Zhou Jixing: "Thank you."

When the people left, Xu Du was still holding the rusty enamel cup with both hands, and he was so obedient after being shy.

Zhou Jixing laughed, and raised his hand to rub his hair twice. Xu Du's hair, which he just washed this morning, was very soft. He stroked Xu Du's hair twice like a dog. A few lines stared at each other.

Zhou Jixing let go, pulled a chair and sat down opposite him: "Tell me, why did you leave suddenly?"

Xu Du felt the previous hypocrisy belatedly, of course he didn't want to say it, he wished to cover up the spot with his leg after peeing like a dog: "No, of course I'll leave if I have nothing to do."

Zhou Jixing: "Really?"

Xu Du: "Nonsense, if you're not cold, I'm still cold?"

"Then just stepped into the snow pit?"

Xu Du: "...how many times a week, can you speak human language?"

Zhou Jixing laughed, stretched his long legs, and raised his foot to step on the leg of Xu Du's chair: "If you have something to say, just say it, detours are not suitable for you."

Xu Du didn't want to meet his gaze, so he looked away: "It's so annoying."

The hostess brought half a bucket of hot water: "The water is here, soak your feet quickly."

Xu Du: "Thank you."

"Oh, you don't have to be so polite." The hostess smiled, "Do you want cold medicine? Would you like to take two?"

Before Xu Du could speak, Zhou Jixing pointed at him and said, "No, he doesn't have anything else, he has a lot of cold medicine."

Xu Du: "..."

The hostess was also embarrassed: "Well, do you want to have some supper?"

She was just being polite at first, but Xu Du suddenly straightened his waist and even gave Zhou Jixing an extra look at him.

Xu Du: "I didn't take my snacks!!"

He left in such a hurry that he didn't take anything, his big bag of snacks was all left on the ice cream eater!

Xu Du regretted it to death!My heart aches!I want you to think about it!Make you nervous!I want you to be hypocritical! !

Zhou Jixing laughed: "Stupid."

Xu Du's face was stern: "It's all your fault! You don't even mention it when you walk behind!"

Zhou Jixing said lightly, "Isn't it big enough for me?"

Xu Du who came back all the way after being raptured: "..."

The hostess who has nothing to say among them: "..."

The hostess gave up communicating with them, Xu Du put his feet into the bucket, let out a comfortable sigh, and then thanked the hostess again earnestly, the hostess returned to the room after a few polite words, and only Got him and Zhou Jixing.

Xu Du soaked his feet, feeling sorry for his worn-out shoes and socks: "I've washed it now, what can I do tomorrow morning?"

Zhou Jixing: "Boil it once and it will dry."

Xu Du: "What if it can't be done?"

Zhou Jixing: "Anyway, I won't hug you again."

"..."

Xu Du held his shoes and wanted to slap him in the face, life is not easy, the road was going well, why did he step on empty space.

He slowly bent down, hugged his knees lazily, let the tiredness stretch to the limbs, the two of them didn't speak, Xu Du gradually became sleepy in the hot water: "Where shall we sleep at night?"

Zhou Jixing took out the key given to him by the program group before, and glanced at it: "006."

Xu Du's voice was slack, with a long ending: "Oh."

Zhou Jixing got up: "Come over after washing."

He walked away first, Xu Du hugged his knee, blinked his eyes, and then tapped his forehead on his knee.

.........

Five days passed in a blink of an eye, and it was actually not as difficult as Zhou Jixing's warning. Except for the very cold, very cold, the others were barely acceptable, especially the home-cooked food here tasted good.

Changing places to look at the scenery every day, and playing small competition games, Xu Du has gotten used to being at the bottom of a few lines, and not only him, but others are also used to it.

After dinner in the evening, Xu Du was forced to wash the dishes. It was obviously a show of affection, and it was fine if he didn't do housework at home for a few days a week. When he got here, he didn't even pretend to be pretending. At least he came to pick up a plate and wipe the water!

Instead, Tao Dong came from the backyard, holding a frozen persimmon in his hand, and stood leisurely by the side to watch him wash the dishes.

Tao Dong has gotten closer to him these days, so close that he feels, how should I put it, a feeling of presumptuousness.

Xu Du once suspected that she was pretending to be sick with his silly sweet boyfriend, and then came to him to relax and be an authentic psycho.

"Don't worry, there is no camera." Tao Dong raised his chin inwardly, "They are in front of the camera to understand life, who has the time to take pictures of you washing dishes, and they must be cut off after taking pictures."

Xu Du: "..."

He just wanted to know what Qin Hui's expression would be if he found out that his little Niaoyiren's sister had such virtue...

Tao Dong puffed his cheeks, nibbled on her persimmons, and talked about his industry in a nonchalant manner: "First, let's recall the past, and then take the opportunity to talk about how difficult this industry is. It’s okay to be able to clean it up, and everyone is happy, if the program group has a topic, they can also clean it up.”

Xu Du: "Oh."

Xu Du was already used to it, and Tao Dong would start talking as if he was looking for a topic without him asking, "Are you curious about who is going to clean up?"

Tao Dong laughed: "None of those inside are good people, including your boyfriend."

Xu Du: "Including your boyfriend?"

Tao Dong: "Of course."

Xu Du: "Then you still cling to him desperately?"

"Love." Tao Dong chewed a persimmon, and said vaguely, "It's written in other people's poems, moths fly to the fire, never die. I'm so old, I have to find someone to love."

Xu Du lowered his head to wash his bowl, his hand was covered with the foam of dish soap, there was no water heater, there was a heated iron pot next to him, and he poured water from it after washing: "Is that so?"

"Is there any smoke?"

"No, I don't smoke."

"Oh, you're so boring." Tao Dong squatted halfway on the stone steps, and said to himself: "Look at Kong Fansen, he looks like a man, he doesn't even let his wife carry a bag, fuck a wife-doting character , in fact, the outside is not clean..."

"Do you think his wife is miserable? Just kidding, Zhang Qiong doesn't know everything yet. The benefactor she was with before gave birth to children. It's not the same as the original match. She ran back to film in a desperate way. It sounds nice , what kind of jade girl, isn't she just a scumbag who can't marry into a wealthy family even if she begs her."

"Wang Jingcheng, an old artist, cheated and was purged and left the house. Now he is married to a mistress. What's even more funny is that he can still appear on shows showing affection."