Boyfriend is mentally ill

When Meng Fusheng came out of the shower, he found that Jiang Xiaofeng had already fallen asleep.

During the day, the two of them cleaned the apartment for a whole day. Although it was still early and far from Jiang Xiaofeng's usual sleep time, Meng Fusheng didn't think much about it, thinking that Jiang Xiaofeng was tired, so he walked lightly to the bed and saw Jiang Xiaofeng sleeping. He had to cover his entire face with a quilt, smiled, and bent down to help him tuck the quilt down.

"Why do you sleep like this?"

Jiang Xiaofeng's heart skipped a beat as he pretended to be asleep, and his hands under the quilt moved.

It turned out that after he fell asleep, Meng Fusheng would help him tuck the quilt up?

... a little happy.

The light was off, and the light was dim. Meng Fusheng didn't notice Jiang Xiaofeng's small movements, and helped him tidy the quilt carefully, then bent down and kissed him gently on the face.

"Good night, be well...uh."

Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't help it anymore, thinking that he was preparing for a surprise attack anyway, so the surprise attack now and the surprise attack after Fusheng went to bed seemed to be the same, he opened his eyes decisively, stretched out his arms to hook Meng Fusheng's neck, pulled and turned over, pressed On Meng Fusheng's body, he lowered his head and blocked Meng Fusheng's lips.

Meng Fusheng was rarely stunned, he quickly supported Jiang Xiaofeng's waist, and made a confused nasal sound: "Huh?" Didn't sleep?

Jiang Xiaofeng was teased by the sexy bass, and became more excited and kissed harder.

Meng Fusheng came back to his senses, amused, touched him soothingly, raised his head to guide his movements.

After the kiss, Jiang Xiaofeng's breathing became disordered.He backed away a little, looked at Meng Fusheng lying relaxed under him, and instantly felt that he could do it, took a deep breath, held Meng Fusheng's face and kissed it again.

How to be like a puppy.

Meng Fu was surprised by his initiative and enthusiasm, but more by his heartbeat, he closed his eyes to respond.

As the two kissed and kissed, their clothes were all messed up, and their body temperature gradually rose.

……

After the complete foreplay, Jiang Xiaofeng glanced at Meng Fusheng, who was breathing a little messy and extremely sexy, and stretched his limp body to touch the lubricant to cheer himself up.

Don't be cowardly, Jiang Xiaofeng, you can do it.Are you familiar with those steps?Just do what Meng Fusheng did to you, and just do it back to Meng Fusheng, you can do it!

After pumping his breath, he touched the bedside table with his hand, but found nothing. He was puzzled and was about to look for it, but his body was suddenly hugged and turned over.

Jiang Xiaofeng: "???"

"...Why are you so cute today." Meng Fusheng's voice was low and hoarse, he kissed his ears contentedly and happily, and unscrewed the lubricant, "I'll do the rest... Let's change to a relaxed posture today, don't be afraid, it will be successful .”

Jiang Xiaofeng reacted abruptly, trying to turn over.

"What are you here? How did the lubricant get to you? No, it can't be relaxed, it should be changed—"

However, it was too late, the back door missed, and those lubricants were still used by him.

Jiang Xiaofeng buried his head in the pillow.

……

After waking up the next day, while Meng Fusheng was making breakfast, Jiang Xiaofeng secretly took out the almost half-used bottle of lubricant from the bedside table, and carefully read the instructions again.

There is definitely something wrong with this thing. After this thing entered his body yesterday, his body was easily opened, and he was no longer tense, tense, or repulsive, because he was so hot that he couldn't care about being tense, tense, or repulsive anymore.

His eyes skipped the instructions on how to use the lubricant that he had read so much yesterday, and came to the ingredient list.

...a row of incomprehensible professional terms.

He gave up, put down the lubricant, clutched his waist and went back to bed paralyzed, lost in thought.

It turns out that he can do it...the adaptability is quite good...and he is very comfortable...Fusheng is gentle, durable and powerful, then, after that, is it...

The door was suddenly pushed open.

After clearing his head of yellow waste, he hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover his face.

Seeing the quilt moving, Meng Fusheng paused, suppressed his smile, walked to the bedside and coaxed softly: "I got up to eat, is there any discomfort?"

Jiang Xiaofeng hesitated for a few seconds, thinking that pretending to sleep was not a long-term solution, he simply lifted the quilt and sat up as if nothing had happened, with an expression of "I just did it, it's nothing, I'm an adult, I'm calm, it's not a big deal" , replied: "No... What about you, is there any discomfort?"

Meng Fusheng finally couldn't help laughing, stretched out his arms to lift him out of the quilt, and rubbed his hair that exploded from sleep: "Xiaofeng, you are so cute."

Jiang Xiaofeng was startled, and couldn't pretend to be calm, stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Relax, let go, I haven't got any clothes on yet!"

"Don't wear it." Meng Fusheng hugged his waist and started to kiss him again, "I'll make you comfortable again."

Jiang Xiaofeng thought of last night's loss of control and Meng Fusheng's unknowingly domineering actions when he was excited, his heart swayed, and then his chrysanthemum tightened, and he struggled quickly: "No! I don't want Shu...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

……

Jiang Xiaofeng was angry, the kind that could be coaxed with a little coaxing.

"Do you know about temperance?" He lectured with a serious face.

Meng Fusheng picked up a small dish with chopsticks for him, and nodded obediently.

In fact, the two of them only did it twice—once last night and once this morning.But this need not be said, lest someone who was very proactive yesterday be shy again.

Jiang Xiaofeng was reluctantly satisfied with Meng Fusheng's attitude of admitting his mistakes, relaxed his stern face, lowered his head and snorted while eating side dishes, drank all the thick fish porridge in the bowl, and rubbed his belly contentedly.

Although the boyfriend is very disobedient occasionally, his cooking skills are still very good.

After breakfast, the two went to school.

Classes hadn't started yet, and the campus was full of students who came to report. Jiang Xiaofeng and Meng Fusheng were walking on the road, attracting people's attention.

A freshman who was bewitched by masculinity wanted to strike up a conversation. Meng Fusheng saw it out of the corner of his eye, and hurriedly held Jiang Xiaofeng's hand.

Jiang Xiaofeng was puzzled: "Huh?" Isn't it hot to hold hands in summer?

Meng Fusheng smiled at him, looking at his delicate facial features, suddenly a little worried.After he left school, Jiang Xiaofeng, who no longer plays games at home, still doesn't know how many peach blossoms he will provoke...he has to be careful.

Jiang Xiaofeng who was suddenly grasped even tighter: "???" What's the matter, the momentum suddenly became terrifying.

Tidying up the dormitory, having dinner with roommates, shopping in the supermarket to make up for the lack of daily necessities... After finishing all the things that should be done, it is time for Meng Fusheng to leave.

After entering the senior year, Meng Fusheng's courses were further reduced, and they were all unimportant elective courses. With enough credits, Meng Fusheng simply applied for an internship certificate and asked for leave from those courses.If there is no accident, except for the necessary exams in the first half of the semester, Meng Fusheng will rarely go back to school.

Contrary to Meng Fusheng, after Jiang Xiaofeng entered his sophomore year, he had a lot more courses, basically all of them were full, so for some time to come, the two were destined to only see each other on weekends.

"I'll come pick you up after get off work on Friday."

Jiang Xiaofeng nodded, thought of something, and shook his head quickly: "Farewell, I will take a ride back by myself, you are very tired from work."

Meng Fusheng didn't argue with him, leaned over and kissed his forehead, and said: "Then if I come to pick you up early after get off work...don't send it off, have a good dinner at night, and go to bed early."

Jiang Xiaofeng was reluctant, thought for a while, then suddenly turned back to the room, picked up his backpack, ran back and said, "I won't see you off, then you can see me off, I want to go back to the dormitory, can you take me to the south gate? "This way we can stay together again.

Meng Fusheng's heart felt weak, he took his hand and said: "Okay."

……

No matter how much you procrastinate, separation will eventually come.

After arriving at the south gate, Jiang Xiaofeng was reluctant to give up and took the initiative to open the door to get off, and waved his hand to signal Meng Fusheng to leave quickly.

Meng Fusheng asked him a few more words before starting the car and leaving.

As soon as the car was out of sight, Jiang Xiaofeng languished, tugged at the strap of his backpack listlessly, turned around and walked towards the school gate.

"Xiaofeng."

An unfamiliar yet familiar low-pitched male voice came from the front side, Jiang Xiaofeng was taken aback, and stopped to look.

A thin, handsome, middle-aged man standing under the tree where Meng Fusheng once stood, dragging his suitcase and looking at this side. He has the same natural curly hair as Jiang Xiaofeng, cut very short, slightly dark skin, and the corners of his eyes The traces of time are engraved on the lips, and the expression is gentle, mature and full of flavor.

Ginger tide.

dad.

Jiang Xiaofeng's brain froze for a few seconds before matching this person's information. He stood there looking at him for a few seconds, and called out unskillfully, "Dad."

Jiang Chao looked at him and smiled: "Xiaofeng, you have grown up." After speaking, he glanced at the direction Meng Fusheng left, and asked, "Is that the boyfriend you made just now?"

Jiang Xiaofeng frowned: "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Chao was taken aback by his vigilance. Seeing that he and his wife had six or seven points similar faces, he took a step forward, actively released a friendly signal, and said, "I'm just asking, that child looks very good. ...Xiaofeng, can we find a place to sit down and talk?"

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at his expression carefully, tugged on the backpack strap again, eased his expression, and turned to go out: "Follow me."

……

Jiang Xiaofeng took Jiang Chao back to the apartment.

"Sit." Jiang Xiaofeng folded the puppy blanket on the sofa and put it aside, and poured Jiang Chao a glass of water.

Jiang Chao sat on the sofa, looked at this apartment full of life, thanked Jiang Xiaofeng for the water, waited for Jiang Xiaofeng to sit down, looked at Jiang Xiaofeng, thought about starting the topic, and said: "Xiaofeng, it's like this, probably A month ago, your grandmother suddenly contacted me and your mother, saying that you... said that you have started a new stage of life, your mother and I were worried, so we decided to come back to see you."

Don't worry?

Jiang Xiaofeng had a weird expression, as if he had heard something strange, and politely replied: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

A polite and distant answer.

Looking at his grown son, Jiang Chao didn't know how to continue the topic.

He could tell that Jiang Xiaofeng was very indifferent to him, looking at him as if he was looking at a guest who had to deal with an intrusive intrusion, without the resentment and rejection he thought, nor any... love for his father eager.

Maybe it's because he's getting older, or maybe his pursuit of career has gradually become dull. When he heard the news about Jiang Xiaofeng again, he suddenly had a little desire to know and get close to this son who came unexpectedly and had been neglected all the time. idea.

But obviously, all this is his wishful thinking.

Years of neglect had completely separated him from Jiang Xiaofeng.

Is it too late?

Jiang Chao fell into his own thoughts, and the living room became quiet.

Jiang Xiaofeng waited for a long time but couldn't wait for Jiang Chao's next words. Seeing that he was gradually lost in his own thoughts, he couldn't help breaking the silence and asked, "Are you coming back this time to want me to break up with Fusheng?"

Jiang Chao came back to his senses and looked at him unexpectedly: "What?"

"I won't break up." Jiang Xiaofeng put forward his attitude first, "I am very grateful to you for giving birth to me, but I hope you will not interfere in my life."

After his grandmother and Aunt You talked on the phone for the first time, he guessed that his parents would come back for his relationship.

Although he didn't expect Jiang Chao to come to the school alone, his thoughts have always been clear-whether his parents support or understand him, he will not break up with Fu Sheng.

Jiang Chao was speechless, looking at Jiang Xiaofeng's tense and serious expression, he felt a strange sourness in his heart, and said, "No, Xiaofeng, I am not coming back this time to interfere with your feelings, I just want to see your past How are you?"

Jiang Xiaofeng didn't believe it. It didn't sound like what his parents would say. He looked at him carefully, and tentatively replied, "I'm fine...Thank you for your understanding and concern."

Jiang Chao was dumb again, and after a while, he suddenly explained: "Before boarding the plane, there was a sudden situation with your mother's handover work, and she had to deal with it. She had no choice but to change the ticket, which would be later than mine. One flight back, so this time I'm alone..."

Jiang Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, said "Oh", and replied dryly, "Thank you."

Jiang Chao was silent.

Jiang Xiaofeng didn't care at all why his mother didn't come to see him.

He took a sip of water, calmed down his emotions, tried to make his tone more homely and gentle, and asked: "How are you getting along with that child named Fusheng, this apartment...do you live together?"

Jiang Xiaofeng became vigilant again, and simply replied: "Well, this apartment belongs to him, and I occasionally live here."

"...I see." Jiang Chao looked at the apartment again. Seeing that Jiang Xiaofeng obviously didn't like him asking about Meng Fusheng, he fell silent, changed the subject, and asked, "How are you doing at school? Can you keep up?"

Jiang Xiaofeng replied: "Very good, I can keep up."

"Is the room friendly?"

"they are very good."

"Are you used to eating in the cafeteria?"

"I'm used to it."

"I heard that you like playing games, I brought you..."

"Thank you."

"... Is there enough money?"

"enough."

Jiang Chao was silent again.

Jiang Xiaofeng was very cooperative and answered every question, but...he looked at Jiang Xiaofeng as if he was being asked by the head teacher, leaned over and put down the water glass, got up and said, "I still have to go to see your grandma, I have to go...you will come back on the weekend home?"

Jiang Xiaofeng hurriedly got up and said, "I'll go back."

Jiang Chao pulled up the corner of his mouth and smiled: "See you that weekend."

"See Weekend."

Jiang Xiaofeng sent Jiang Chao out of the community, stopped a car for him on the main road, and sent him to the car to leave.

As the car moved forward, Jiang Xiaofeng's figure slowly shrank in the rearview mirror.

Seeing this, the driver joked, "I can't bear the child."

Jiang Chao came back to his senses: "What?"

"Hey, it's okay. I cried when my daughter lived in high school. It's like this when raising a child. When we are apart, I worry about it. I always feel like there is an empty space in my heart, but when we are together, I feel these things again. Why are the monkeys so annoying, I wish they would go to school quickly and have a few days of peace."

Jiang Chao listened to the driver's rambling parenting experience, and a strange emptiness suddenly swelled in his heart. He tried to recall a little about Jiang Xiaofeng to pick up the driver's words, but no matter what he thought, all he could think of was Jiang Xiaofeng's overly quiet expression every time he left.

His child is not naughty at all, nor annoying at all, polite, polite, sensible, excellent... I even helped him move his luggage into the trunk just now, which is very nice.

Too good to be a kid.

"my son……"

He uttered those two unfamiliar words, and looked in the rearview mirror of the car, but the slender figure was no longer there.There seemed to be something blocked in his throat, and he finished his words with difficulty: "He... is fine."

……

After sending Jiang Chao away, Jiang Xiaofeng returned to the apartment.

He washed Jiang Chao's cup, put away Jiang Chao's slipper, took out the mop, and mopped the floor cleaned by the robot vacuum again.

After finishing everything, he sat on the sofa, stared at the seat Jiang Chao had just sat in for a while, and called Meng Fusheng.

The phone was answered almost instantly, and Meng Fusheng's gentle voice came: "Xiaofeng."

Jiang Xiaofeng grabbed a pillow and hugged it in his arms, and said: "My dad is back. He came to school and just left... He said he would go to see grandma. If you don't want to see him, don't..."

He couldn't go on.

He was the one who invited Meng Fusheng to live at home, but now he is chasing him away.

His voice lowered, and so did his head: "I'm sorry, let me book a hotel for you, the one closest to the company..."

"Xiaofeng." Meng Fusheng interrupted him, his tone still gentle, "It takes more than an hour to drive from the company to the apartment, which is about the same distance as the company to the Q Daxi campus."

Jiang Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, then realized something, and sat up straight unconsciously: "You..."

"Before your parents accept our relationship, let me accompany you." Meng Fusheng's voice became more gentle, with a trace of comfort, "I'll turn around and go back to you, and have dinner together, huh?"

Jiang Xiaofeng's nose suddenly became sore, he took a light breath, threw away the pillow and replied, "Okay, I'll cook for you! I'll go shopping right away!"