he's just my boyfriend

Fang Qi's eyes darkened, and when he stretched out his long arms, he found a few small squares and a tube from under the pillow.

"It's still in bulk? It's enough to do it a few times tonight." Tao Fang put his arms around his neck and laughed, "But you just need to prepare lubricant. Why do you prepare it? In case I get pregnant Your old Fang’s family, your parents will wake up laughing at night when they go to bed.”

Fang Qi twisted his chest: "Nenghuai has already conceived."

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Fang Qi paused holding the hand that the small square was about to tear apart, and then continued, knowing that this person just didn't want to wear a condom: "I'll be leaving in a while, you must be asleep right away."

The implication is that Tao Fang is not someone who can get up in the middle of the night to do follow-up cleaning.

The last time Fang Qi was fed too much by Tao Fang, he hugged someone and fell asleep after finishing his work, but Tao Fang was clearly still awake, but he didn't bother to move, he waited until the next morning in a daze.

When Fang Qi talked about the central matter, Tao Fang simply stopped talking and started directly.

With a wave of his long arm, he waved the condom in Fang Qi's hand aside, took the lubricant and was about to go into battle himself.

Probably because of this layer of foreplay, Tao Fang was so sensitive from the inside to the outside that night, Ren Fangqi rubbed it round and flattened.

After these two months in the gym, the two finally tasted the sweetness of being late on New Year's Eve.

Until the end, Tao Fang didn't let Fang Qi's prepared condoms come in handy.

After a while, the alarm clock that Fang Qi set up rang, and Tao Fang closed his eyes and said lazily: "Are you leaving..."

"Yeah." Fang Qi kissed his forehead twice, then grabbed his arm, "don't sleep yet, wash with me."

Tao Fanglai held the pillow with one hand on the bed and refused to move: "Hey, leave me alone...don't miss the plane..."

Fang Qi bent down on one knee and knelt on the bed, hugged him by the waist, and said in a normal tone: "The rear shot is too deep, you can't clean it yourself."

Tao Mian: "...it's amazing."

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It was nearly eleven noon the next day before Xiao Qianxu woke up from the bed.

In a fit of rage last night, he ate chicken with wheat until after three o'clock in the morning, and now his mind is still full of gunshots and footsteps.

He got up, washed and changed his clothes, during which time he was debating whether to knock on the door or not.

It lasted until twelve o'clock, and Xiao Qianxu couldn't stand it anymore.

If Tao Fang didn't take him to eat again, he would starve to death.

As soon as I went out, I saw the opposite door was wide open, and a cart full of various supplies was parked at the door, and the cleaning lady was cleaning the room.

Xiao Qianxu was bewildered, where is he?

After shooting the New Year's Eve cannon, you ran away with someone the next day?

He was about to go up to ask the aunt when the people in the room checked out, when he was grabbed by an arm that stretched out from behind him.

"Don't be ashamed, and ask."

Xiao Qianxu suddenly turned around, even more confused: "Tao Fang? You were...in our room last night???"

"Honey, when I came back last night, you were still eating chicken." Tao Fang pulled him back and closed the door.

Xiao Qianxu was delusional: "Huh??? I was still eating chicken when you came back? Why didn't I hear anything?"

Tao Mian sneered: "You are talking so loudly with others, eating a chicken is like killing a pig. If you can hear it, you must be a ghost."

At this point, Xiao Qianxu closed his mouth, and began to carefully scan the person in front of him who looked pretty good?

He thought that what he saw today would be an extremely weak Tao Fang.

Xiao Qianxu said: "You..."

"Don't think about it, even if the two of us shake the bed next door, you won't hear it." Tao Fang was fully dressed, covering all the places that should be covered tightly.

"No." Xiao Qianxu pointed to Tao Fang's blue knitted sweater with gold thread and said, "Did you buy this new dress?"

"It looks good." Tao Fang smiled.

At this time, Xiao Qianxu suddenly became aware of the details, stroked his chin and shook his head, "If you want to buy it, you must not have bought it yourself. How could you buy such normal clothes."

Tao Mian: "..."

Xiao Qianxu: "But it goes well with your watch."

"Have you seen it?" Tao Fang raised his eyebrows.

"Just took a quick look, just a quick look." Xiao Qianxu rubbed his hands together, tucked his neck and made a small comparison in front of his chest, "But you've got all your clothes on, so don't be reluctant to wear them, a set It looks great with it."

Tao Fang glanced at him casually and said, "Give it away."

Xiao Qianxu: "!!!"

Last night at [-]:[-] in the morning, the watch was officially removed from Tao Fang's suitcase - and flew back to Beijing with Fang Qi.

At the same time as the two were talking, Fang Qi and Tao Yongjie were sitting opposite each other in the office.

Fang Qi had discovered it an hour ago. Since the two met and shook hands, Tao Yongjie had been staring at his wrist, as if he was confirming something.

Thinking of the relationship between Tao Mian and Tao Yongjie, Fang Qi probably had a guess in his heart, but he pretended not to know, and was ready to go directly to today's topic.

The man didn't talk much, he was almost listening to Fang Qi's words, and Fang Qi could tell that he was absent-minded.

For today's meeting, Fang Qi made ample preparations, but the attitude of this sharp-eyed man to accept everything he proposed was indeed unexpected.

His polite pursuit of victory was all accepted by him indifferently, and his generosity was completely different from the people his father had told him to pay special attention to.

In fact, Tao Yongjie looks nothing like Tao Fang, only the decisive temperament between his brows is the same, and Fang Qi sees Tao Fang's future appearance in him.

If he hadn't known in advance, Fang Qi would never have guessed the father-son relationship between the two.

Tao Yongjie just leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him without saying a word. Fang Qi even felt that he was not here to discuss business, but to meet his parents.

Intuition told him that Tao Yongjie must have seen something.

When it was time for dinner, before Fang Qi had time to offer an invitation, Tao Yongjie stood up, walked out, and said to the young man behind him, "Take my car, I invite you to dinner."

Fang Qi's eyebrows jumped slightly, and Tao Yongjie's wording and tone made him keenly aware of something strange.

After all, a few hours ago, I was hanging out on the bed with this man's only son, so I still felt guilty to some extent.

Sitting in the car, Fang Qi thought that Tao Yongjie would be as silent as before, but he never thought that he would start to question him as soon as he got up.

"I heard that you just came back from graduate school in the United States."

Fang Qi nodded: "The hotel manager I read..."

"Why didn't you stay in Beijing when you came back?" Tao Yongjie didn't even wait for him to finish answering. The purpose of the question was very clear and he didn't hide it.

Fang Qi paused, but did not say the usual official answer: "I don't have a good relationship with my family."

Tao Yongjie glanced at him casually, completely unaware that his problem was beyond the normal business relationship: "Why is it not good."

"They don't accept my relationship status." Fang Qi said it frankly and cleverly.

I saw Tao Yongjie raised his eyebrows, and his expression was [-]% like Tao Fang, contrary to the previous succinct and concise words: "The family is not satisfied with your partner? Have you brought it home and seen it?"

Fang Qi's heart skipped a beat, this attitude...as expected he knew.

"Not yet, let me take it home to have a look at the Chinese New Year." Fang Qiru said.

"Aren't you going to accept them if you haven't seen them?" Tao Yongjie asked indifferently while holding the steering wheel.

Fang Qi was confused for a moment, as if Tao Fang was driving beside him, and then he was about to say to him in the next sentence: "Is your brain out of order???"

"Cough, actually my mother is fine, mainly because of my father." Fang Qi said honestly, "My mother asked me to bring someone home during the Chinese New Year."

The corner of Tao Yongjie's mouth curled into a subtle arc, completely forgetting that his family was in the same situation: "Your dad? What's your dad's name?"

Fang Qi's eyebrows twitched, the employer is the employer, and the tone of speech is different: "Fang Shiqiang."

Tao Yongjie was stunned for a moment: "Fang Shiqiang is your father?"

"Yes..." Fang Qi was also stunned. He thought that Tao Yongjie knew that he had just returned from studying abroad and had not stayed in Beijing to work.

"Wait, you are the prince of Fangshi Group?" Tao Yongjie talked about "Fangshi Group" as if he was talking about a small intermediary selling houses on the side of the road, "Is this how your Fangshi prince is treated?"

Fang Qi was caught off guard by this wave of diss: "I...what treatment?"

"As soon as I came back, I was dispatched to the frontier. My grandma doesn't love my uncle or my uncle. It's not easy to go back to Beijing for a meal." Tao Yongjie said simply in a few words, but in fact, the other party knew every move clearly, "I forgot to ask the secretary. The name of the crown prince is not right."

Before Tao Yongjie came here today, he had never heard of Fang Qi's name. He only heard from the secretary that he was a branch manager who had returned from studying abroad. He might be transferred back to Beijing to manage this private club.

Fang Qi was speechless for a moment, but fortunately Tao Yongjie braked and the restaurant arrived.

Looking at the simple decoration of the Chinese restaurant in front of him, Fang Qi was a little surprised to be honest.

He thought that with Tao Yongjie's worth, it should be a high-end Crystal Palace, but it turned out to be just a family's private kitchen that only costs 888 for a table.

The store is not big, with only two floors, it looks very pitiful to be squeezed in the middle by a row of high-rise buildings outside.

But as soon as he stepped into the store, Fang Qi felt something different.

The store is decorated in an old-fashioned Chinese style, all of which are made of high-quality mahogany, the color is deep, and the woody fragrance can be faintly smelled, it is really antique.

Passing by a few carved cubicles and sitting down, the foreman saw who was coming, and he didn't come to bother him at all, and directly told the back kitchen to start arranging dishes.

Later, Fang Qi went back to check and found out that the food in this restaurant is not expensive, the expensive thing is the reservation, and the double private room he sat with Tao Yongjie that day was a six-figure base.

Seeing Tao Yongjie's familiar appearance at this moment, he should be a regular customer here.

"Have you been in Beijing on New Year's Day?" Tao Yongjie asked again.

Jiang is still old and spicy, Fang Qi chooses to tell the truth: "I flew back at five o'clock this morning."

"Why did you go?"

Fang Qi continued to explain: "Go back and spend the New Year with your partner."

The author has something to say: Tao Yongjie: Fang Shiqiang, right? How dare you dislike my old Tao family.

Tao Mian: Sober up.

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