he's just my boyfriend

"Ah? Say something louder!"

Tao Fang was busy tucking himself into his trousers while calling on the phone.

Fang Qi listened to Tao Fang talking on the other end of the phone as if he was on the hands-free, the music didn't stop, it was an English song, and it blew up in his ears one after another, full of rhythm.

Fang Qi had to raise the volume: "Are you at home?"

This time Tao Fang heard it clearly, pulled his trouser chain and replied: "I am here, I am just getting dressed."

"You just got dressed?" Fang Qi smiled.

Tao Fang laughed when he realized it, put on his trousers and sat back on the chair shirtless, stepped on the chair bar and grabbed the mobile phone that was pasted on the notebook: "Cao Fangqi, I will make sure you are back when you come back." Running naked in front of you."

Fang Qi lowered his eyelids and looked at the white paper under his hand, listening to the main theme over there changing from music to Tao Fang's voice, the pen in his hand was still unconsciously drawing circles on the paper, with a deep voice, With a little smile: "It seems that we will have a video call in the future."

"Fuck..." Tao Fang smiled for a long time before regaining his composure, "What are you doing on the phone, lunch is blown?"

I have to say that Tao Mian can guess very accurately as long as there is a little trouble.

Fang Qi's pen traced the hollow circle over and over again: "Hmm..."

Tao Fang heard it, one leg was bent, the other was stretched out long, under the sharp shoulder line was a pair of beautiful butterfly bones, sitting on a chair with the corners of his mouth curled up like someone's second uncle, He opened his mouth and coaxed: "Whoever offends us will always be unhappy."

The playful tone made Fang Qi tease his lips, and the magnetic voice really seemed to reveal a bit of grievance: "Zhu Yao wants to deliver food to you, but I said I can't control you, so he will arrest me to eat with him. "

"Yeah, just don't let us get together at the table, right?" Tao Fang slapped the table at the time, put his other arm on the back of the chair, "Damn it, I'm not allowed to fall in love with my boyfriend, look at him Awesome, I'm going, come, hurt each other, eat together."

Tao Fang did what he said, without even thinking about it, he knew that the man would definitely love Fang Qi again, and Fang Qi, a silly boy, wouldn't make a sound even if he was scared to death.

As soon as Tao Fang hung up the phone, he took off the trousers he had just put on, and deliberately went to find another pair.

Zhu Yao, right, what kind of clothes do you like, I will wear what kind of clothes today, and it depends on who agrees with whom.

As soon as Tao Fang stepped into the gate of Fangshi Hotel, it suddenly rained heavily outside, and Tao Fang was so frightened that he touched his heart.

The weather is also unique, completely different from what the weather forecast said. If it gets wet this time, I'm afraid it will really catch a cold and a fever.

When Tao Fang arrived, Fang Qi and Zhu Yao had just sat down at the dining table, and from a long distance away he could see that Zhu Yao was full of bad water.

Fang Qi didn't tell Zhu Yao that Tao Fang was coming today until he sat down: "He insisted on coming to show me his masterpiece, so I just let him eat together."

Zhu Yao was stunned, but Fang Qi felt that his eyes didn't seem to be looking at him. He was about to ask a question when he was blindfolded by a pair of hands that stretched out from behind his head.

Those hands were cool and soft, covering his eye sockets lightly and lightly, except for Tao Fang, it couldn't be anyone else.

Fang Qi didn't expect Tao Fang to follow him for a while, so he subconsciously put his hands on his eyes to take them off, but was stopped by a "shh" behind him when he was about to call his name. Then posted a slightly hot body.

Fang Qi could even feel where the back of his head rested, after all, he had only reviewed it before going out this morning.

Tao Mian turned a deaf ear to Zhu Yao's gaze, and focused on looking down at Fang Qi's hand resting on his paw, with his head resting on his upper abdomen, neither high nor low: "Think it through before you speak, what is it called?"

The teasing tone of the people behind made Fang Qi's mouth almost unstoppable, and he said the correct answer without much hesitation, with a smile at the end: "Brother Fang."

"You are such a clever little ghost." Tao Fang smiled and let go of Fang Qi's eyes, and walked around to him and said, "I will reward you for seeing my masterpiece for a while and having the right to criticize. On a."

Speaking of which, Tao Fang stretched out a finger to Fang Qi's eyes, obviously satisfied with the work he designed himself.

After Fang Qi saw the light again, he slowed down to see the person in front of him clearly. He was also taken aback. Today's Tao Fang...is very different.

A simple white T-shirt with a round collar on the upper body, a pair of light-colored jeans with bare ankles on the lower body, a string of obsidian on the wrist, and his black square bag on the back. The student is outrageous and clean.

In fact, Fang Qi really wanted to tell him that this was the first time he had seen him dressed so neatly, usually the pants were torn or the clothes were torn, either it was short here or long there, but Tao Fang made a quick glance at him. , he swallowed the words obediently.

But Tao Fang has always been good-looking. Even if he changed his clothes today to make people's eyes shine, it is definitely not enough to stare at him. Fang Qi looked at Zhu Yao who was staring at Tao Fang non-stop. I thought to myself.

"Tao Tao..." Zhu Yao said slowly, no matter how many times I said it back then, I couldn't see him dressed like this...

Tao Mian put his computer bag in place, straightened his back and prepared to start with the food on the table: "Although I don't really like to see you call me with double words, but you say it."

But Zhu Yao was about to continue when she was interrupted by a colleague passing by who suddenly found her.

Tao Fang had to take back the chopsticks that he stretched out. If he remembered correctly, it was this group of people who walked in front of him on the seventh floor that day.

According to Tao Fang's visual inspection, the first person to talk to him in this group was an Italian. He looked like a typical Roman sculpture school, but the words that came out of his mouth did not belong to the European system—it was Arabic——Tao Fang couldn't understand a single word. , but this did not prevent him from guessing the meaning.

Those people probably made some suggestions that made Zhu Yao more difficult, and many of them focused on himself and Fang Qi. Tao Fang didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he just said "What's up?" and threw it out. .

Tao Fang could clearly feel that the eyes of those people lit up when they realized that they could speak English. As expected, the Italian immediately abandoned their chief and shifted their target to this little cutie.

"He was too much, he didn't tell us when he arrived, and secretly had lunch with a beautiful Chinese porcelain doll like you behind our backs!"

The Italian was very fluent in English, and he couldn't hear the accent at all. Tao Fang had no hearing impairment, so he said casually, "Take him away, the beautiful Chinese porcelain doll doesn't need him for the time being."

Just these two words made Fang Qi's eyes look at him changed, and Tao Fang couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth and took the time to throw him a stern look: How about it, Dad's spoken language is awesome.

This time it's not just Fang Qi, the Italian couldn't help but boast: "Oh! Your English pronunciation is really fascinating!"

Tao Mian accepts compliments generously, probably the most used thing in his life is to accept praises.

"Okay, stop making trouble..." Zhu Yao also switched from Arabic to English, trying to interrupt her colleague's nonsense.

Zhu Yao's English pronunciation is the same as that of the Italian, authentic and nice.

If the current conversation of several people is recorded and put on the editing software, the video track is deleted, and only the audio track is left, I am afraid that no one can imagine that none of these people is a native speaker of English.

"We're not messing around! You have to introduce us to this beautiful Chinese porcelain doll! Does he know how perfect he is!" Italians always speak in a strong exaggerated style, "And that handsome man! "

Zhu Yao was helpless: "He's just an old friend of mine. The handsome man opposite is your landlord, the boss of this hotel."

Fang Qi nodded to the group of people and raised his eyebrows secretly. When Zhu Yao described his relationship with Tao Fang, he almost blurted out without hesitation.

"Old friend? Then you have the wrong person."

The content of Tao Fang's words was disrespectful, but his tone was impeccable, so that the Chinese words he said were not a bit of a squeeze in the ears of the foreigners.

"What are you talking about, cutie? I've never been so annoyed by my poor Chinese!" The Italian was full of despair.

Zhu Yao gave Tao Fang a complicated look, then got up and pushed his colleagues away: "Don't disturb their meal, I surrender, I surrender, I will go with you."

A shorter black man in the crowd apologized to them for taking Zhu Yao away.

The Italian was satisfied and at the same time missed Tao Fang's face very much. Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell him that he would come to him after eating.

Tao Fang just smiled: "Catchulator."

As soon as the group of people left, Fang Qi became curious. He folded his arms in front of him and looked at him: "Your English is very good."

Fang Qi boasted very conservatively, because "good" and "authentic" are definitely two concepts, and the few expressions just now are enough to tell Tao Fang's English level.

If Zhu Yao's authentic English is due to work reasons, what about Tao Fang?

"I can finally eat it. I've been staring at this plate of shrimps for a long time." Before answering, Tao Fang first picked up the chopsticks and sent a few chopsticks of crystal clear shrimps to his mouth, and said indifferently, "Although I don't like studying anymore. So a little bit, but it can’t be too useless.”

Fang Qi looked at him thoughtfully for a while before slowly picking up the chopsticks in front of her, lowering her eyelids slightly.

Tao Fang was hungry, and felt that he could eat very much recently, so he stuffed several mouthfuls into his mouth before speaking: "Well, my English is so good because it has something to do with Zhu Yao, you can ask whatever you want, every time The first time I see you like this, I'm so anxious."

Fang Qi stretched out his chopsticks towards the plate of shrimps, but what he asked was no longer related to English: "Is he afraid that his colleagues will know his relationship with you?"

Tao Fang's two cheeks, which were busy chewing, paused, staring at Qi's knuckle hand holding the chopsticks under the top light, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Fear?It's a good word, he likes it.

The author has something to say: Fang Qi: Catchulator?

Tao Mian: Excellent or not?Is it enough?Let me tell you, Zhu Yao likes this

ps: Catchulator=Seeu

Sooooooooo wish my little cuties get high scores in level [-] and level [-]! ! ! (From the choice of Fang Qi, bah, choose to give up the [-] codewords given to you by the sixth level