I may have a fake CP

Han Yun's words came out so abruptly that Deng Feizhen didn't know how to answer them.If you want to talk about meaning, there must be, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stare at Han Yun's face and figure and drool all day long, but suddenly he said "like" or not "like" seriously, like falling in love with a little girl, it really made him The young master felt terribly disgusting.

Seeing that Deng Feizhen couldn't answer, Han Yun's smile faded away.Deng Feizhen came up to kiss him again, but he turned his face away and pushed him away with his hands.

Deng Feizhen said: "Why? Do you have to be so clear? Let's do it like this, can't we..."

When Han Yun didn't speak, Deng Feizhen came up cheekily and pressed his hand. He dodged twice but didn't dodge, and let Deng Feizhen kiss and lick him like a puppy.

Han Yun's cool lips were repeatedly sipped|licked|moistened|moistened and warmed up. Deng Feizhen kissed him contentedly, licked his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's so late, don't leave today."

This sentence may not imply anything, because Han Yun has lived here more than once, but it is impossible to say that Deng Feizhen is completely frank and has no extra thoughts.

MIST training time is tight, there are many announcements, and after becoming popular, there are a lot of illegitimate meals. Deng Feizhen is also overwhelmed by these tossing.The only time I fell in love was when I was just debuting. I was seduced by a mature older sister. He fell in with all my heart, but the older sister just wanted to try his hand at this young grass. We talked for less than two months. What was it like? I didn't even touch it, and I was ruthlessly broken up.

After that he swore he would never mess around with sex again.But men still have their physical needs, and they have always been satisfied with their right hand, which has been held back for several years, so now he can't help but feel dry lips just looking at Han Yun's face.

Han Yun stared at him and asked, "You came to me because you wanted me to make an appointment with you?"

"Oh, how can I have a date with you! We have such a good relationship, right..."

Deng Feizhen hesitated in his heart, and his face also showed hesitation, Han Yun suddenly smiled, and said softly: "Let me fuck|you, I'll sleep right here."

"...!" Deng Feizhen's face flushed red, "Han Yun, what the hell are you..."

"You came to ask me for a |fuck by yourself, and you still want me to be down there? It's a good idea!" Han Yun suddenly turned his face, and tore Deng Feizhen off his body, "If you don't give |fuck, go down."

"You, you..." Deng Feizhen called "you" for a long time but didn't say anything from "you". Then he got angry, got out of the car, slammed the car door with a loud bang, and left without saying anything : "For people like you, I can find as many as I want, I'm not rare!"

Han Yun didn't refute him, in fact, he didn't say a word, he kicked the accelerator and left, and the domineering tail flick when turning the corner made it seem that he was more angry than Deng Feizhen.

Deng Feizhen stood there sucking his exhaust, so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet on the spot to soothe and relieve: In fact, just now, his sentence "I like you" was hanging on the tip of his tongue, but he hesitated whether to say it or not. On the one hand, he I am not very sure, on the other hand, I am afraid that Han Yun... He is also teasing himself.

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Deng Feizhen woke up the next day and regretted that he was a little too impulsive, but impulsiveness was impulsive, and he didn't think he was wrong.When attending the event again, Han Yun gave him a cold face, and he responded with an even more stinky face.Later, even Zhuang Zhifan could see that there was something wrong with their aura: "Brother Feizhen, did you quarrel with Brother Yun?"

Deng Feizhen snorted coldly: "What can I quarrel with him?"

Although the dead duck has a stubborn mouth, the difference in Deng Feizhen's mood is visible to the naked eye. Zhuang Zhifan asked him again this time, do you want to find a place to relax?

"Come on, I didn't see anything except the noise last time I went." Deng Feizhen said, "I'm still relaxed. It's good if the noise doesn't make my brain hurt."

"It's definitely not noisy this time." Zhuang Zhifan promised mysteriously, "There is no one who didn't say it was fun."

Deng Feizhen agreed to him this time because he meant to ease the relationship.After all, MIST is so important in Han Yun's heart, so he shouldn't help add fuel to the fire.Although Zhuang Zhifan was a little annoying, he couldn't bear it.

This time the bar is really much quieter, the lights are red and yellow interlaced, dim and ambiguous, you may not be able to see each other's face clearly, and there are people on the stage who are playing a faint tune.Zhuang Zhifan just sat quietly on the side, pouring more wine for Deng Feizhen, and what he said was meticulous.Deng Feizhen began to feel that he was so cute and clever, which was not necessarily a way of being a human being, and it was meaningless for him to make things difficult for others all the time.

As soon as he was moved, he couldn't help telling the truth to Zhuang Zhifan: "We all know that MIST is Han Yun's life|root, but now those who know a little bit know that the MIST of five people can't last long, he What can I do? He is a stubborn person, he has to sing to the end when he says he wants to sing at the beginning, what he said...you have to ask if you love him or not..."

The last sentence he said was quite vague, and Zhuang Zhifan wisely didn't ask, but just smiled and said: "Brother Yun has always been serious about everything, and someone like me is not as enlightened as he is, so you can't give yourself an answer in advance." Ready to go out?"

What he said seemed to have deep meaning, but Deng Feizhen was half drunk now, lying on the table, not paying attention to what he said.

"Brother Feizhen, drink some water." Zhuang Zhifan obediently pushed a glass of water over.

Deng Feizhen just felt a little thirsty, he half-raised his chin, and reached for the water glass, but Zhuang Zhifan didn't give it to him immediately.Deng Feizhen glanced down, and found that Zhuang Zhifan's fingertips were constantly rubbing against the glass, blurring the transparent glass.

He looked up at Zhuang Zhifan, who just met his gaze and smiled at him very naturally: "Brother, drink water."

Zhuang Zhifan's hand also moved away from the glass, Deng Feizhen paused and said, "I'm really thirsty."

Zhuang Zhifan put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "I guess you should be thirsty, so I'll give you the water you asked for."

"When did you ask for water, why didn't I see it?" Deng Feizhen said casually.

Zhuang Zhifan said: "Not long ago, it was just delivered." Since Deng Feizhen picked up the water glass, his eyes stayed on Deng Feizhen.

Deng Feizhen raised his head, and seemed to take a sip. From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhuang Zhifan's eyes looking at him, which seemed to be several degrees hotter all of a sudden.

"Do you think it's too dark here?" Deng Feizhen just "sipped" and put down the glass, "I can't see clearly even if I want to play with my phone." He took out his phone while Zhuang Zhifan returned Before he could react, he clicked on the shortcut key to activate the "flashlight" function, adjusted the light to the strongest, and took a photo of the glass of water that Zhuang Zhifan handed over to him!

——On the inner wall of the glass, there are still a few small white particles that are still stained, and there is nowhere to hide under the strong light.

"Brother, I..."

Before Zhuang Zhifan could finish his words, he was kicked half a meter away by Deng Feizhen who stood up heartily—there was a loud crash, and the surrounding booths were in an uproar.

The uproar was the uproar, but no one dared to rush forward before knowing the situation.Deng Feizhen stepped forward, stepped on Zhuang Zhifan's abdomen, stopped him from getting up, and said with a sneer, "You really think I have never seen the world?"

He was still holding the glass of water that Zhuang Zhifan gave him, and poured it in his face: No matter what medicine Zhuang Zhifan gave him (according to his own deduction, it was K| powder), after all, it was for the purpose of using it. Drugs controlling him, or simply wanting to share secrets with him and make friends with him, are enough to make people fear.There are quite a few people in the entertainment industry who use this method, and there are indeed many people who fall for it.But he really didn't expect that Zhuang Zhifan would do this to him. If he hadn't seen enough of the world, Han Yun would definitely fall for this kid!

When he thought of Han Yun, he became even angrier, and his feet became harder, but he remembered one thing, the water was half poured and put aside - he had to keep the evidence!Zhuang Zhifan didn't know whether he was crying for real or fake, his face was full of tears mixed with water, he begged repeatedly: "Brother Feizhen, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Brother Feizhen, I'm sorry, please forgive me this time..."

He kept calling "Brother Feizhen" and put on Deng Feizhen's recognizable face. After a while, Deng Feizhen heard someone whispering "Deng Feizhen?" "Is it Deng Feizhen?"

Deng Feizhen knew that this kid was playing tricks again, and wanted Deng Feizhen to calm down or leave as soon as possible because he was afraid of exposing himself.When he raised his eyes, he saw that the boss was leading a few security guards, walking towards them aggressively.In fact, it's not surprising that Zhuang Zhifan specially brought him here, and it's normal for him to be an acquaintance or even have friendship with the boss.

If it is another popular star who retires for the sake of being healthy, he may have to suffer from being dumb.Deng Feizhen pinched the phone in his hand and dialed 110 neatly.

After making the phone call, he smiled viciously at Zhuang Zhifan's panicked face:

"If an apology is useful, what do you want the policeman to do?"

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Deng Feizhen's character, which is not afraid of even the king of heaven, really made Zhuang Zhifan's matter go smoothly.He entered the detention center, fined him, and even if he could come out, there would be nothing but the company's trap waiting for him. If he still stayed in the entertainment industry, he might not be able to turn himself around for the rest of his life.

But correspondingly, the police are all here, so it is even more impossible for others not to know.Although there was no public announcement on Weibo this time like Ping An xx, almost everyone on the Internet and in the fan circle knew about it.

Although it was Zhuang Zhifan who was ruined and criticized, the image of MIST was also greatly affected. The "Zhuang Zhifan incident" became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Within a few days, Deng Feizhen received a company meeting. As a result, MIST announced its disbandment, and the members continued to carry out artist activities in their individual capacities.

MIST, which Han Yun most wanted to keep, fell apart in such a way.

In the final analysis, the fuse was still himself, and Deng Feizhen didn't know how to face Han Yun.Because he had just been disbanded, the company did not arrange a new job for him for the time being. He stayed at home in a daze for a few days, eating and sleeping, until the personal assistant arranged for him by the company came and knocked on his door.

The new assistant was a little girl surnamed Zhou, who was so enthusiastic that she was a bit wordy. Deng Feizhen propped his chin listlessly, listening to her whispering while packing her luggage.

"...I heard that there are many scripts to choose from now...By the way, Brother Deng, don't you want to send Brother Han?"

"Brother Han? Which Brother Han? What do you give?" Deng Feizhen became energetic all of a sudden.

"It's your captain, Brother Han Yun." Assistant Zhou turned his head and said curiously, "Brother Deng, don't you know? Brother Han's contract is about to expire. It is said that he did not renew his contract with the company. Today I met him at the company. He He came to pack things. I asked him where he planned to go in the future, and he told me that he was going home to open a hotpot restaurant..."

"what?!"

"Brother Han shouldn't be an entertainer in the future, right? It's a pity, he has such a good temper, and he never puts on airs..."

Deng Feizhen got up quickly, put on two clothes indiscriminately, put on a peaked cap, put on his mobile phone and rushed out.

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He drove by himself and arrived at the company at a fast speed. The first thing he asked the front desk when he entered the door: "Has Han Yun left?"

The receptionist was taken aback by his aggressive approach, and hurriedly waved his hands: "No, I didn't see it."

If you don't see it, there is still hope!Deng Feizhen walked and asked all the way, and found out that Han Yun had just entered the general manager's office. He was a little relieved, rushed to the 12th floor, and leaned against the door of the general manager's office to "wait for the rabbit".

After a while, Han Yun really came out. The general manager's face was not very good, but he still said, "I wish you all the best in the future."

--have a look!This really should be done!

Looking at Han Yun again, Deng Feizhen felt very sad——

I haven't seen Han Yun for several days. He seems to have lost weight, but he still has gentle eyes and a smile on his lips.He was dragging a suitcase in his right hand, and clutching a dozen papers that looked like a contract in his left hand. He was dressed in a white shirt and jeans, and he was dressed so neatly that he seemed to be able to wander the world in the next moment.

After Han Yun said goodbye to the general manager, when he turned around and saw Deng Feizhen standing in front of him, he was taken aback for a moment.

"How can you leave?" Deng Feizhen couldn't hold back his voice, and roared, "Don't you want to sing?! Where is your musical dream!!!"

"What did you say?" Han Yun looked around, and there were many people looking here quietly. He temporarily suppressed his doubts, and gave Deng Feizhen a hand, "Let's talk about it in another place."

Han Yun took Deng Feizhen into a lounge at the corner of the second floor. Because the location was remote and far away from other offices, hardly anyone would come.

"What did you want to say just now?" Han Yun put down the suitcase without turning on the light in the lounge, turned around to turn on the light, and asked Deng Feizhen.

Deng Feizhen pressed his hand down.

But it was just pressing and holding. When Han Yun asked him "what's the matter?", he was speechless, and he couldn't say a word of those words that he had thought about when he came here.He stood there for a long time, before he said dryly: "I heard that you are not renewing the contract."

Han Yun gave a soft "hmm" in the dark.

"Why? Don't you want to sing? The two of us can continue to sing! Why did you just leave so suddenly?"

Han Yun paused for a while, and said, "MIST has already disbanded, so it's meaningless to force it. I also think that you are indeed more suitable for film and television..."

Deng Feizhen stood where he was, not knowing what he should do, his eyes suddenly became a little hot, but luckily he didn't turn on the light, it was dark, and Han Yun couldn't see his worthless appearance.He choked his throat and roared ferociously: "If you leave, I will be able to hold up the scene. That's fine. From now on, I will smear MIST casually. I can smear MIST as much as I want. Your blood group, from now on I... ..."

Han Yun said lightly: "... Whatever you want."

"Would you like me?!" Deng Feizhen's eyes were completely red, "Well, if you have the ability, you can do whatever I want to the end, and don't move if you have the ability...!"

He groped and grabbed Han Yun's arm, and kissed it almost fiercely in the darkness.

Han Yun didn't move at first, but when he felt the coldness on Deng Feizhen's face, his fingers holding Deng Feizhen's arm tightened immediately.

As soon as Deng Feizhen moved, Han Yun turned his back and pressed heavily on the diagonally opposite wall. Fortunately, Han Yun stretched out his hand to cushion it, and he didn't feel much pain in his back.As soon as he opened his mouth to say the word "I", his lips were caught in his mouth, and he kissed again fiercely.

But after kissing for a while, Han Yun leaned against him and separated again. Deng Feizhen wanted to chase after him reluctantly, only to find that Han Yun had gone to lock the door of the lounge, and felt embarrassed immediately.

Han Yun came back, hugged him and sat on the sofa, wiped his tears with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Why are you still crying?"

Deng Feizhen wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, but the tears still flowed out unsatisfactorily. Anyway, it was so dark that no one could see anyone, so he simply let himself go and cried heartily, while crying, he said: "You, you can't, Hiccup, can't you just leave..."

Han Yun couldn't help laughing: "Why? Why don't you want me to go?"

This time, Deng Feizhen had no choice but to put his worries aside: "I, I like you..."

Han Yun pressed against his wet face and asked in a low voice, "Really?"

"It's fun for me to lie to you! What the hell, I have to force people to take out their hearts...Han Yun, I like you, hiccup, can't I like you?"

Han Yun smiled. Although he didn't laugh out loud, Deng Feizhen felt it.When he spoke again, Han Yun's voice was many times softer than before: "I'm sorry, I'm insecure." He raised two fingers and swore, "I've always liked you too."

Deng Feizhen's heart suddenly turned into a ball of hot water, soft and hot, making him speechless.

"To make up for you, let me tell you one thing." Han Yun pressed his forehead to his forehead and said, "I don't want MIST to disband, I want to continue singing is only a small part, and the main reason is that I don't want to be with you separate."

Deng Feizhen stammered: "Then, then you have to leave now, hiccup, you have to quit the entertainment industry..."

"No, really not, I just changed companies and changed jobs." Seeing Deng Feizhen's eyes widen, even in the dark, Han Yun couldn't help laughing, "I lied to Xiao Zhou, I know She is your new assistant. If you don't come today, I plan to change the company and start chasing you after it stabilizes. "

"……what?"

"I really didn't expect you to cry." Han Yun wiped his face with his fingers, "I'm sorry."

"..."

"I'm really sorry, don't cry, okay?"

"..."

"Fei Zhen? Ah Zhen? Baby?"

"...What the hell, I'm crying, hiccupping, hiccupping, can't stop, okay?"

"Hold your breath, it is said that holding your breath can cure hiccups."

"Hi, why, how can I hold back, I, hi..."

Han Yun's eyes were crooked with a smile, he pinched his nose with his hand, and kissed him with his mouth.

This gentle and sweet breath-holding therapy may take a long time.