he's just my boyfriend
Chapter 77
The author has something to say: Hey, the little cuties who have accompanied me to the present are all angels. This 3k car is given away for free according to the old rules. Reply "77"
Today's wave of explosive words almost emptied me (after all, it is different from the previous explosive word count
So I apply for a day of delay tomorrow, see you the day after tomorrow, cover your face
Ps:
According to the data and long-term development, almost everyone advised me to cut the outline and finish it early to open a new pit.
But, every time I see cute little bubbling in the comment area, I can't bear to end it hastily. Personally, I really like Fang Fang's CP.
If the data is bad, it’s bad. Anyway, I rely on love to shine, and I don’t draw anything.
So, I have no choice but to continue to work hard, little angels, bow manually, I really love you all! ! !
After the dining table was over, some people sighed, and some people fell into trouble.
"The little boy still has ideas, it's a pity."
"Hey, it's just because he looks so good."
"What a pity. There are so many talented people. Who made him choose this path in a hurry."
The drama manager was not happy when he heard this, and he elbowed the people around him: "Say a few words, I really like him."
"Yan dog."
"I have something in my stomach!" The drama manager accompanied Tao Fang to work overtime after work that day.
In private, Tao Fang is actually very open-minded, asking her politely for many things, and holding a meeting in front of everyone, explaining how to set up the next shot is completely different.
But some people didn't like this, and taunted: "What's wrong with the stuff in the stomach? If it wasn't for that face, would he have this opportunity? To put it bluntly, he was stabbed."
Director Chen hadn't seen such a pure breed as Tao Mian for a long time, so he patiently played with him for a few days.
In the past, it was always on the spot, and the success rate was not 100%, but 90.00%.
Now it's finally time for harvesting. When he walked towards Tao Fang's room, his feet were floating, and he was in a good mood.
Xiaolang's hooves are quite the same on the set, showing off his slender waist and long legs everywhere, it's a bit unbearable to watch.
Before knocking on the door, Director Chen adjusted his bow tie on purpose, hoping that he could appear more dignified, as if he was too lustful and eager to lose his price.
He didn't raise his hand to knock on the door until he calmed down the increasingly ferocious little kitten in his heart and calmed down his emotions.
There was no response from the inside after two light knocks, and just as I was about to close the door lightly and shout a few words inside, the door was opened from the inside.
But it wasn't that pretty little face that caught the eye, but a sharp chin and a solid chest that exposed a bathrobe, and the short hair dripped slightly.
Looking at the expressionless tall man in front of him, Director Chen was stunned. Did he knock on the wrong door?
I don't know if it was because of the unpleasant smell of alcohol on the visitor, Fang Qi was impatient: "Hello?"
"...You, hello, is this your room?" Director Chen was a little confused, he clearly remembered that Tao Fang's room number was this room, and he opened it himself.
Fang Qi leaned on the door frame, refusing all the prying eyes of the man in the back room, and nodded indifferently: "What's the matter?"
Director Chen got stuck for a long time before finally apologizing and leaving.
Watching the door being closed in front of him, Director Chen was still thinking hard about what was going on, did he really drink too much?
Just now, he was a step slower than that little wave hoof, and he didn't stare at him as he entered the room, but he couldn't find anyone after such a short while?
"You're my little ghost."
Uncle Tao Fang slumped on the big bed in the room looking at the ceiling, and praised Fang Qi who blocked him back.
He reversed his appearance on the dining table before entering the door, except for the smell of alcohol and the blush on his face, he could not be seen as a person who had drunk at all, and his narrow eyes were clear.
But Fang Qi rarely responded.
Tao Fang waited for a while, then turned his head, saw Fang Qi's handsome face paralyzed, he was amused in his heart, and the end sound was very long: "What's the matter, Mr. Fang is angry?"
Fang Qi still didn't speak, sat back on the bed and continued to use the hair dryer to shake his hair.
When Tao Fang came back, he had just come out of the bathroom. Although he kept comforting himself, it was really unpleasant to wait for a boyfriend who smelled of alcohol and cigarettes to come back.
In addition, he brought back a person who plotted against the law.
Rao is Fang Qi, no matter how hard he convinces himself, he can't do it. He is a little angry as if nothing happened.
"Are you really angry?" Seeing people ignoring him, Tao Fang immediately rolled from one end of the bed to the other, and asked Fang Qi against his back, like a koala.
But Fang Qi remained indifferent, very classic cold violence.
Tao Fang put his arms around his waist and began to coax him: "Hey, don't be angry, I'm not drunk, you see I'm sober now, and I didn't let anyone take advantage of me."
Fang Qi kept moving his hands, as if he couldn't hear Tao Fang softening one after another, and concentrated on blowing his hair.
"Why are you angry for that kind of person? I seem to be a disadvantaged person, and didn't I ask you for help off the court in time?" Tao Fang decided to change his way, shaking Fang Qi, "Yes No... I'll blow Mr. Fang's hair for you."
Fang Qi understands the truth, but his heart is always not happy.
He knows that this circle is like this, and it is already very good that Tao Mian can do this, but he just can't let go of his demands on Tao Mian. good.
Sure enough, as he expected, this person's patience was very limited, and he would give up if he couldn't get a response after a few words.
I felt that Tao Fang's arm dangling on his body suddenly loosened, and he rolled back to the other side of the bed, viciously: "You are angry, you are angry, mother can't be coaxed, what can I do, this time it's not me Take the initiative to get involved!"
The heart that was about to soften was hardened again because of Tao Fang's words, but the people behind him said it again.
"Fuck, I'm annoying you to death, I can't coax you well, I'll come back later!"
The corners of Fang Qi's mouth curled up, and under the cover of the hair dryer above his head, he didn't let the chuckle spread and floated into Tao Fang's ears.
Tao Fang, who is not good at coaxing people, is upset, he is so humble, really, he said that he didn't respond at all for a long time.
As soon as he got upset, he began to turn back and forth on the bed, sometimes making a lot of noise, sometimes making a little noise, making the mattress under Fang Qi's buttocks tremble non-stop.
During the period, the person behind seemed to have roughly turned over several drawers of the bedside table.
When he was almost done blowing, the movement behind him also slowly died down.
Fang Qi was about to turn off the hair dryer when he was pressed against a hot chest from behind, and his bare arms slipped into his bathrobe.
"Boss Fang...hasn't calmed down yet?" The man whispered in his ear like blue, turning his face faster than turning the pages of a book, sweeping away his previous impatience.
The pointed chin traced the line of his shoulders, making people itch from the shoulders to the heart.
Tao Fang reached out to turn off the hair dryer for him, and sent himself out while tugging on his bathrobe.
When Fang Qiguang's naked back was stripped out of the bathrobe and directly pasted on Tao Fang, he realized that the people behind him had unknowingly taken off his naked back without a single piece left.
Tao Fang found out a long and thin bottle from nowhere as if by magic, and raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Mr. Fang, our Fangshi Hotel is well equipped with software. If I found this from an ordinary hotel, I'd really like it." I dare not use it."
Fang Qi's throat was tightened by him, and he squinted at the thing in his hand: "Lubricant?"
"Tsk, are you not angry?" Tao Fang raised his eyebrows and shook his head, shaking the things in his hand, "What's so strange about the lubricant, this happens to be what I plan to give you from SF Express."
Hearing this, Fang Qi sat up and wanted to take what was in Tao Fang's hand to see what happened, but was pushed back by Tao Fang.
"Stay honest, Brother Fang will teach you how to use it."
Fang Qi should be the most aware of what is in his hotel, but he is sure he does not know this thing.
In other words, the one in city S has this thing, but the one in city T that I own doesn't.
Apparently Tao Mian also found out: "It's really a big city that knows how to play, and we don't have it in small villages."
When Tao Fang said "teaching", he really put on a teaching posture.
In front of Fang Qi, he dismantled the thing, and pulled the package aside in three strokes.
He also introduced Fang Qi: "Let me see... Oh, this is Mr. Fang with strawberry flavor."
……
Tao Fang felt that he was going crazy, and he was almost drowning in Fang Qi's eyes, which were obviously full of lust and desire, but still had a trace of tranquility.
He clearly remembers that according to the theory, he should not be very happy the first few times, so who can tell him what is going on now...
After Tao Fang was completely released, even if Fang Qi touched his finger again, Tao Fang would convulse in varying degrees like a physiological reflex.
Tao Mian didn't want to talk to this person at all now, regardless of the mud between his legs, he turned over with difficulty and lay on his side, refusing to communicate.
There was smoke coming out of his throat, the madness just now made Tao Fang severely dehydrated, his whole body was flushed with the same flush as his face, and he had no strength to lift his eyelids to look at Fang Qi.
Fang Qi almost apologized and knelt on the ground in front of Tao Fang's bed, begging him to drink water.
That night, he managed to add a little water to Tao Fang, Fang Qi dared not touch him casually no matter what, and let him wait for a long time before gently hugging Tao Fang into the bathtub with adjusted water temperature.
Tao Fang didn't really pass out, but it was almost the same. He closed his eyes the whole time, and fell asleep until the sun was rising the next day.
Director Chen, who couldn't find anyone last night, had to go back to his room, and turned off the phone even when he called Tao Fang. The anger that had been suppressed for so many days and didn't vent out was naturally a shame.
He simply knocked on that door again the next day after he sobered up.
Tao Fang was awakened by this knock on the door.
At first he wanted to ignore it, but after a while, he was overwhelmed by the sound of demolishing the wall outside, and immediately his whole body was in a state of panic.
It was too late last night to be tossed by Fang Qi, and now I don't know where the other person has gone, and I have to get out of bed to open the door myself.
As soon as his legs took the first step out of bed, Tao Fang almost fell to his knees on the ground, and only then did he recall the pain in his whole body that was about to fall apart.
The waist seemed to be broken, and the two legs were limp, and they couldn't exert any strength at all like decorations, especially the terrible tearing feeling between the buttocks...
Damn, maybe I had a fight with Fang Qi last night, but a fight with him.
But the person who knocked on the door was too persistent, Tao Fang resisted the mentality of wanting to smash that person, and forced himself to drag his broken body to the door bit by bit.
During the period, I didn't forget to grab the bathrobe on the back of the chair to wrap myself up, and I felt like a hero every time I moved.
When Tao Fang touched the doorknob and opened the door, the people outside the door brought him back to his current situation in an instant, and the memories before he started fighting with Fang Qi's goblin surfaced little by little.
Director Chen also seemed to be stunned when he saw that the person in the door was him. For a while, the two stood at the door and stared at each other.
Today's wave of explosive words almost emptied me (after all, it is different from the previous explosive word count
So I apply for a day of delay tomorrow, see you the day after tomorrow, cover your face
Ps:
According to the data and long-term development, almost everyone advised me to cut the outline and finish it early to open a new pit.
But, every time I see cute little bubbling in the comment area, I can't bear to end it hastily. Personally, I really like Fang Fang's CP.
If the data is bad, it’s bad. Anyway, I rely on love to shine, and I don’t draw anything.
So, I have no choice but to continue to work hard, little angels, bow manually, I really love you all! ! !
After the dining table was over, some people sighed, and some people fell into trouble.
"The little boy still has ideas, it's a pity."
"Hey, it's just because he looks so good."
"What a pity. There are so many talented people. Who made him choose this path in a hurry."
The drama manager was not happy when he heard this, and he elbowed the people around him: "Say a few words, I really like him."
"Yan dog."
"I have something in my stomach!" The drama manager accompanied Tao Fang to work overtime after work that day.
In private, Tao Fang is actually very open-minded, asking her politely for many things, and holding a meeting in front of everyone, explaining how to set up the next shot is completely different.
But some people didn't like this, and taunted: "What's wrong with the stuff in the stomach? If it wasn't for that face, would he have this opportunity? To put it bluntly, he was stabbed."
Director Chen hadn't seen such a pure breed as Tao Mian for a long time, so he patiently played with him for a few days.
In the past, it was always on the spot, and the success rate was not 100%, but 90.00%.
Now it's finally time for harvesting. When he walked towards Tao Fang's room, his feet were floating, and he was in a good mood.
Xiaolang's hooves are quite the same on the set, showing off his slender waist and long legs everywhere, it's a bit unbearable to watch.
Before knocking on the door, Director Chen adjusted his bow tie on purpose, hoping that he could appear more dignified, as if he was too lustful and eager to lose his price.
He didn't raise his hand to knock on the door until he calmed down the increasingly ferocious little kitten in his heart and calmed down his emotions.
There was no response from the inside after two light knocks, and just as I was about to close the door lightly and shout a few words inside, the door was opened from the inside.
But it wasn't that pretty little face that caught the eye, but a sharp chin and a solid chest that exposed a bathrobe, and the short hair dripped slightly.
Looking at the expressionless tall man in front of him, Director Chen was stunned. Did he knock on the wrong door?
I don't know if it was because of the unpleasant smell of alcohol on the visitor, Fang Qi was impatient: "Hello?"
"...You, hello, is this your room?" Director Chen was a little confused, he clearly remembered that Tao Fang's room number was this room, and he opened it himself.
Fang Qi leaned on the door frame, refusing all the prying eyes of the man in the back room, and nodded indifferently: "What's the matter?"
Director Chen got stuck for a long time before finally apologizing and leaving.
Watching the door being closed in front of him, Director Chen was still thinking hard about what was going on, did he really drink too much?
Just now, he was a step slower than that little wave hoof, and he didn't stare at him as he entered the room, but he couldn't find anyone after such a short while?
"You're my little ghost."
Uncle Tao Fang slumped on the big bed in the room looking at the ceiling, and praised Fang Qi who blocked him back.
He reversed his appearance on the dining table before entering the door, except for the smell of alcohol and the blush on his face, he could not be seen as a person who had drunk at all, and his narrow eyes were clear.
But Fang Qi rarely responded.
Tao Fang waited for a while, then turned his head, saw Fang Qi's handsome face paralyzed, he was amused in his heart, and the end sound was very long: "What's the matter, Mr. Fang is angry?"
Fang Qi still didn't speak, sat back on the bed and continued to use the hair dryer to shake his hair.
When Tao Fang came back, he had just come out of the bathroom. Although he kept comforting himself, it was really unpleasant to wait for a boyfriend who smelled of alcohol and cigarettes to come back.
In addition, he brought back a person who plotted against the law.
Rao is Fang Qi, no matter how hard he convinces himself, he can't do it. He is a little angry as if nothing happened.
"Are you really angry?" Seeing people ignoring him, Tao Fang immediately rolled from one end of the bed to the other, and asked Fang Qi against his back, like a koala.
But Fang Qi remained indifferent, very classic cold violence.
Tao Fang put his arms around his waist and began to coax him: "Hey, don't be angry, I'm not drunk, you see I'm sober now, and I didn't let anyone take advantage of me."
Fang Qi kept moving his hands, as if he couldn't hear Tao Fang softening one after another, and concentrated on blowing his hair.
"Why are you angry for that kind of person? I seem to be a disadvantaged person, and didn't I ask you for help off the court in time?" Tao Fang decided to change his way, shaking Fang Qi, "Yes No... I'll blow Mr. Fang's hair for you."
Fang Qi understands the truth, but his heart is always not happy.
He knows that this circle is like this, and it is already very good that Tao Mian can do this, but he just can't let go of his demands on Tao Mian. good.
Sure enough, as he expected, this person's patience was very limited, and he would give up if he couldn't get a response after a few words.
I felt that Tao Fang's arm dangling on his body suddenly loosened, and he rolled back to the other side of the bed, viciously: "You are angry, you are angry, mother can't be coaxed, what can I do, this time it's not me Take the initiative to get involved!"
The heart that was about to soften was hardened again because of Tao Fang's words, but the people behind him said it again.
"Fuck, I'm annoying you to death, I can't coax you well, I'll come back later!"
The corners of Fang Qi's mouth curled up, and under the cover of the hair dryer above his head, he didn't let the chuckle spread and floated into Tao Fang's ears.
Tao Fang, who is not good at coaxing people, is upset, he is so humble, really, he said that he didn't respond at all for a long time.
As soon as he got upset, he began to turn back and forth on the bed, sometimes making a lot of noise, sometimes making a little noise, making the mattress under Fang Qi's buttocks tremble non-stop.
During the period, the person behind seemed to have roughly turned over several drawers of the bedside table.
When he was almost done blowing, the movement behind him also slowly died down.
Fang Qi was about to turn off the hair dryer when he was pressed against a hot chest from behind, and his bare arms slipped into his bathrobe.
"Boss Fang...hasn't calmed down yet?" The man whispered in his ear like blue, turning his face faster than turning the pages of a book, sweeping away his previous impatience.
The pointed chin traced the line of his shoulders, making people itch from the shoulders to the heart.
Tao Fang reached out to turn off the hair dryer for him, and sent himself out while tugging on his bathrobe.
When Fang Qiguang's naked back was stripped out of the bathrobe and directly pasted on Tao Fang, he realized that the people behind him had unknowingly taken off his naked back without a single piece left.
Tao Fang found out a long and thin bottle from nowhere as if by magic, and raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Mr. Fang, our Fangshi Hotel is well equipped with software. If I found this from an ordinary hotel, I'd really like it." I dare not use it."
Fang Qi's throat was tightened by him, and he squinted at the thing in his hand: "Lubricant?"
"Tsk, are you not angry?" Tao Fang raised his eyebrows and shook his head, shaking the things in his hand, "What's so strange about the lubricant, this happens to be what I plan to give you from SF Express."
Hearing this, Fang Qi sat up and wanted to take what was in Tao Fang's hand to see what happened, but was pushed back by Tao Fang.
"Stay honest, Brother Fang will teach you how to use it."
Fang Qi should be the most aware of what is in his hotel, but he is sure he does not know this thing.
In other words, the one in city S has this thing, but the one in city T that I own doesn't.
Apparently Tao Mian also found out: "It's really a big city that knows how to play, and we don't have it in small villages."
When Tao Fang said "teaching", he really put on a teaching posture.
In front of Fang Qi, he dismantled the thing, and pulled the package aside in three strokes.
He also introduced Fang Qi: "Let me see... Oh, this is Mr. Fang with strawberry flavor."
……
Tao Fang felt that he was going crazy, and he was almost drowning in Fang Qi's eyes, which were obviously full of lust and desire, but still had a trace of tranquility.
He clearly remembers that according to the theory, he should not be very happy the first few times, so who can tell him what is going on now...
After Tao Fang was completely released, even if Fang Qi touched his finger again, Tao Fang would convulse in varying degrees like a physiological reflex.
Tao Mian didn't want to talk to this person at all now, regardless of the mud between his legs, he turned over with difficulty and lay on his side, refusing to communicate.
There was smoke coming out of his throat, the madness just now made Tao Fang severely dehydrated, his whole body was flushed with the same flush as his face, and he had no strength to lift his eyelids to look at Fang Qi.
Fang Qi almost apologized and knelt on the ground in front of Tao Fang's bed, begging him to drink water.
That night, he managed to add a little water to Tao Fang, Fang Qi dared not touch him casually no matter what, and let him wait for a long time before gently hugging Tao Fang into the bathtub with adjusted water temperature.
Tao Fang didn't really pass out, but it was almost the same. He closed his eyes the whole time, and fell asleep until the sun was rising the next day.
Director Chen, who couldn't find anyone last night, had to go back to his room, and turned off the phone even when he called Tao Fang. The anger that had been suppressed for so many days and didn't vent out was naturally a shame.
He simply knocked on that door again the next day after he sobered up.
Tao Fang was awakened by this knock on the door.
At first he wanted to ignore it, but after a while, he was overwhelmed by the sound of demolishing the wall outside, and immediately his whole body was in a state of panic.
It was too late last night to be tossed by Fang Qi, and now I don't know where the other person has gone, and I have to get out of bed to open the door myself.
As soon as his legs took the first step out of bed, Tao Fang almost fell to his knees on the ground, and only then did he recall the pain in his whole body that was about to fall apart.
The waist seemed to be broken, and the two legs were limp, and they couldn't exert any strength at all like decorations, especially the terrible tearing feeling between the buttocks...
Damn, maybe I had a fight with Fang Qi last night, but a fight with him.
But the person who knocked on the door was too persistent, Tao Fang resisted the mentality of wanting to smash that person, and forced himself to drag his broken body to the door bit by bit.
During the period, I didn't forget to grab the bathrobe on the back of the chair to wrap myself up, and I felt like a hero every time I moved.
When Tao Fang touched the doorknob and opened the door, the people outside the door brought him back to his current situation in an instant, and the memories before he started fighting with Fang Qi's goblin surfaced little by little.
Director Chen also seemed to be stunned when he saw that the person in the door was him. For a while, the two stood at the door and stared at each other.
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