he's just my boyfriend

"Oh, it's amazing, my sister Qiqi is really awesome." Tao Man applauded while shaking his head.

Zhang Qiqi was very annoyed by Tao Fang's attitude of not taking her words seriously: "I'm serious! Last time I was going to sue..."

It was Fang Qi who swiped open the door halfway through.

Zhang Qiqi stared and didn't dare to continue, Tao Fang glanced at her as if he was watching a show, as if he didn't care about the shocking secret she said.

Fang Qi also glanced at her. Although he didn't hear the content of the conversation between the two, he could guess what Zhang Qiqi was talking about when he stopped abruptly in the middle of it.

But now the problem is not here, he sideways let the person behind him in, and said to Zhang Qiqi: "Pack up your things and go, Xiao Zhang is waiting for you downstairs."

Tao Fang was not surprised at all, because Qi sent him a message saying that this person was coming half an hour ago, which is not surprising. After so many years, this person really hasn't changed at all. Do you want to eat this set?

But Zhang Qiqi, she looked curiously at the man who came in behind her cheap uncle, he was quite handsome and gentle, the main reason was that he was really tall, a little taller than Fang Qi.

But Zhang Qiqi gave Fang Qi a self-seeking look before leaving, because the man's look at Tao Fang was too naked and intriguing.

In her opinion, a vase like Tao Fang has to be proactive to catch it. Fang Qi, who has never been in a relationship and can't coax little boys, is no better than someone who is very cute at first glance. Can speak nice words.

Zhu Yao knew that Tao Fang didn't have much patience with him, so he cut to the chase and said, "Tao Tao, let's talk."

Tao Fang packed his things without looking sideways, and said casually, "What are you talking about?"

"This time I..." Tao Fang interrupted before finishing the main sentence.

"Forget it, forget it, don't talk about it, there's nothing to talk about." Tao Fang put away the bag, stepped over him with a wrong step, handed the bag in Fang Qi's hand, and walked towards the door. "Sit down, and remember to close the door when you leave."

Zhu Yao is very tall, Tao Fang is quite touched by his [-] height, with long legs and long hands, he can easily hold him in his arms every time, but this time...

Before Fang Qi, who was standing at the side, could move, Tao Fang raised his hand and hit Zhu Yao's arm that was stretched out to him firmly. Standing in place, Fang Qi saw that the place on his arm that had been beaten turned red instantly.

Contrary to his indifferent attitude, Tao Fang looked at him with a cold light at the end of his eyes: "Let's take it as it is? You can do whatever you want?"

Zhu Yao was stunned and said nothing, he knew that he had crossed the line.

Tao Fang usually doesn't care about anything, but as long as you cross the bottom line he set for you in his heart, it's not okay.

But he never thought that one day he would become the target of Tao Mian's scribing. This kind of Tao Mian made him feel strange and familiar: "Tao Tao, listen to me, I don't plan to leave this time when I return to China. It is impossible for you not to know why I came to T City."

"For work." Tao Fang said firmly.

He absolutely understands Zhu Yao, and work is always the first priority in this man's heart. He will not tolerate his private life affecting things on the bright side like Fang Qi.

Zhu Yao still wanted to say something, but Tao Fang rushed forward: "Otherwise, talk about getting back together? Forget it, what if your colleagues find out, what if your boss finds out, and my grade is so young , in case you do something ignorant again to embarrass you."

Tao Fang just stood there with his arms folded and stared straight at him, his eyes seemed to be peeling off all his disguise: "He is also the one who has become the chief, so don't take this risk, what do you think?" .”

"Tao Tao..." Every time Tao Fang said a word, Zhu Yao's expression became more complicated, because these were the words he said to him when they broke up.

"You were called Tao Tao, and someone answered you four years ago." Tao Fang took Fang Qi's hand and shook it, like a primary school student going on an outing, "Now I'm going to call Fang Qi."

Even if Zhu Yao already knew about the relationship between the two, this was the first time they made such a direct intimacy in front of him, and he couldn't hold back: "Tao Tao, don't do this."

Tao Fang got angry when he heard this sentence. When the two fell in love four years ago, this sentence echoed in his ears like a mantra. He said coldly: "I, with me Man, go back to our house, what happened to me."

Fang Qi, who was watching the fire from the other side of the wall, felt his hands tense, knowing that this was a signal from Director Tao, and said, "I'm sorry if my private life troubles Mr. Zhu."

At this point, Zhu Yao had to admit that Fang Qi was indeed the style that Tao Fang would like.

Compared with himself, Fang Qi's appearance is a little bit colder. Looking at him, Zhu Yao feels like he is looking in the mirror. At least the two of them are compatible in terms of body shape, especially...that pair of hands is holding Tao Fang together. hand.

Tao Fang noticed his gaze, and simply raised his hands clasped with Fang Qi: "People are no worse than you."

Fang Qi didn't realize it at first, but Zhu Yao's gaze was too straightforward, which prompted him to look at Zhu Yao's hand as if he had comprehended it, and he was concerned.

Tao Fang knows how to control Zhu Yao with his hands. When he was in love, he especially liked to hold his own hand.

Finally, when Tao Fang went out, Zhu Yao said, "Tao Tao, don't answer my phone."

Tao Fang also deliberately turned around for his seemingly begging words, showing a smile with eight teeth: "See you again."

If Zhu Yao had kept the previous distance, Tao Fang wouldn't have taken the trouble to tear up his face with him, but if you insisted on doing this, then there's no one to blame.

Tao Fang didn't let go of Fang Qi's hand until the two walked into the elevator.

"Actually, I've been coveting your hand for a long time, let me rub it for a while." Tao Fang beat Fang Qi to speak, "It's the first time for Mr. Fang to hold hands with someone. Let's interview him and see how he feels."

Fang Qi pretended to think seriously before answering: "There is nothing special about lies, but the truth is that I am looking forward to the scenes that director Tao will rehearse for me later."

"Wow, why does Zhang Qiqi think you can't speak?" Tao Fang let go of his hand naturally, hugged his arm and rubbed it back and forth, "No, no, no, Fang Qi, you are really scary, I think I have to Keep your distance, you are too deceitful."

The more Tao Fang thought about it, the more he couldn't stop rubbing his arms. His intuition told him that it was time to step back. He couldn't afford to mess with this kind of model that looked so obvious but actually had hidden secrets.

Fang Qi is the kind of person that Zhang Qiqi says is the kind of person who writes down everything in secret, and can always easily find out your thunder points and bottom line, which naturally includes preferences.

In other words, Tao Fang didn't know that he was okay with it, but now that Fang Qi told him, he didn't even know whether his taste had changed or Fang Qi had successfully catered to his taste.

Until he followed Fang Qi to the house, Tao Fang was still thinking about it. In fact, Tao Fang sometimes couldn't stand his own conspiracy theories, but this was the shadow left by the original, no problem.

As soon as Tao Fang sat on the sofa, he took the notebook out of the bag, probably because Fang Qi liked what he said, and he is very interested in making pictures now.

Seeing this, Fang Qiru, who was picking up clothes from the washing machine on the balcony of the living room and putting them into the laundry basket, said: "There is no rush to push, let's do homework first."

"Darling, my parents never thought of me doing homework like that." Tao Fang poked the mouse and said, "Shoulder and neck hurt, I can't do it anymore."

Fang Qi was convinced: "Isn't it also facing the computer when making pictures, so the shoulder and neck will not hurt? In the future, it will be much better to take a book and put it under the computer."

Previously, when Fang Qi was alone, he washed clothes every three or four days. With one more person, the laundry cycle was cut in half.

"But I'm a notebook, and I can't reach the keyboard if I put it on the pad." Tao Fang pinched his shoulders as he said.

Today, I started making up lessons for Zhang Qiqi. From the sides of the back of the neck to the middle of the shoulders, there is soreness. Every time it hurts, I can't move at all.

Fang Qizheng was picking up the clothes one by one and hanging them on the hanger, when he suddenly called, "Come."

"Ah?" Tao Fang didn't understand, so he moved to Fang Qi.

"I'll leave the work of drying the clothes to you in the future." Fang Qi pushed the clothes hanger into his hand, and also adjusted the height of the clothes drying pole on the top a lot.

Tao Mian held a pile of clothes hangers and stared at the clothes-drying pole that went up quite a bit in front of him: "What the hell kind of logic is this? I'm not a guest? Why do guests want to hang clothes?"

"Because the client's shoulders and neck are bad and he needs to exercise." Fang Qi walked around behind Tao Fang and pressed the back of his neck.

"Fuck!" Tao Fang yelled out in just one click.

"Heavy?" Fang Qi stopped immediately.

Tao Fang gritted his teeth and said word by word: "No, it's cool, please continue, please work hard."

Now Tao Fang wished he could lie flat on the bed, no, it was lying flat on the sofa for Fang to pray.

Fang Qi did not strike lightly, and Tao Fang, who was sore every time, frowned. Fang Qi kept observing his expression carefully: "I used a lot of strength, and you are quite strong."

Tao Fang squinted his eyes and took a few breaths, and said slowly: "Shuang...every time I ask Dakui to press him, I can't find the G-spot, unlike you...hiss...orgasm every minute... "

Fang Qi didn't say that he learned his technique from his housekeeper. He also suffered from shoulder and neck pain in the United States at the time.

That night, Tao Fang was floating in the whirlpool of "Oh cool" and "No, I still have to make pictures", completely unaware that his original focus of life had changed too much.

And the masters of these two vortexes are both named Fang Qi.

The author has something to say: Zhu Yao: Tao Tao...

Tao Mian: Be conscious, look at the point and step on the line.

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