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45,

After the schedule was over, Chen Feng said that if he was not in a hurry to eat, he should go somewhere with him first.

I was noncommittal, and refused to drive anyway, so let him do it.

The car left the city center and drove to the suburbs, the scenery gradually changed along the way.

Chen Feng, a good driver who concentrates on driving, has nothing to say all the way.

I finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Brother Feng, why don't you come play car shock today?"

Sure enough, the sports car shook, which was really effective.

"Young Master Xiao?"

Exhaling, inhaling, I smiled wryly: "Sorry, sorry."

Chen Feng slowed down the speed of the car, he turned his head to look at me, his frown suddenly relaxed, and he started to smile.

I suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Chen Feng hit the nail on the head: "Is it today's rivalry with Xiao Lan?"

"Wait, when did you become Xiaolan again? Isn't it Sister Lan?"

It's really not my fault for paying attention to such minutiae.

Chen Feng smiled wryly: "Young Master Xiao, you want me to act, but you think I'm acting real, can I go on strike?"

These days, it really is hard to be a boss.

Seeing that I was silent, Chen Feng did not pursue the victory.

What about the car shock?

I want to ask, but he has already driven the car into a rural road without street lights.

Looking at the fields outside the window, I couldn't help but sigh. If you want to commit a crime, it's absolutely wrong to drive this yellow sports car.

It's like the sudden addition of an angel made of oil painting in a landscape painting of ink and wash, no matter how cute it is, it still makes people's scalp tingle.

Chen Feng's driving skills are surprisingly good. On this kind of country road, he accurately judged the width of the road, and parked the car safely in the open space in front of a residential building.

I was baffled: "What are you doing here?"

Chen Feng sighed slightly: "Come and see the victims of Xiaomo's father."

Seeing my puzzled expression, Chen Feng sighed again and said, "Xiaomo's father... had an argument with that man, probably because of the money he owed. After the two fought, it seemed that the man first I picked up a firewood knife, but my strength was not as strong as Xiaomo's father, so the knife was taken away, and the person was also killed by Xiaomo's father."

I nodded to show that I understood, but I didn't know what to say.

If you follow your previous understanding, you must blurt out: "Isn't it just money?"

Seeing Chen Feng's face, how dare I do anything wrong.

When we got out of the car, it was already late, but we could still see a lot of visiting figures looming behind the doors.

How many people feel uncomfortable, I can't help complaining about Chen Feng:

Don't drive such a noisy car when you come to this kind of rural place, you can't wait for people to watch.

When he came to the door a few meters away from the field, Chen Feng knocked on the door.

A woman's voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"It's Xiao Chen."

While speaking, Chen Feng's standing posture has already changed subtly.

Silently injected a sense of respect.

The woman who opened the door was a peasant woman in her 30s and 40s. From her hairstyle to her posture, there were traces of hard work.

The smile with fine lines on the corners of his mouth was sincere but a bit bitter.

Welcoming us into the room, she looked at me: "Who is this?"

"My friend, come with me to see Xiaoxia. Sister Liu, where is Xiaoxia?"

While Chen Feng asked and answered gently, he indicated the direction of the stool to me.

As far as I can remember, the villages around this city are all rich.

But this Sister Liu's family is obviously not on the list.

The hall is not small, but there are no decorations.

The most conspicuous place is probably a Bodhisattva statue as high as a computer case in the middle, and an incense burner with a few sticks of incense.

A ten-year-old girl walked out of the inner room, probably the Xiaoxia Chen Feng was talking about.

She is quite tall, almost 1.6 meters ten by visual inspection, but from the too slender body, it can be seen that this girl is probably no more than 15 years old.

Seeing Chen Feng, the girl blushed and said softly, "Brother Feng."

Sister Liu asked: "You haven't eaten yet, have you? We just have dinner together later. Xiaoxia, sit with them."

After her mother stepped into the kitchen, Xiaoxia breathed a sigh of relief, and her smile brightened a lot: "Brother Feng, sit down...this is Brother Xiao Shuihan?"

I almost choked on this, why does she know me?

No way?don't want--

Xiaoxia looked at us and smiled: "The MV you shot is very good-looking, and the song is also good. It turns out that you are really so good in private."

Chen Feng and I looked at each other in blank dismay, it seemed that Xiaoxia must think she had seen through something.

Looking at the girl with admiring eyes, he was embarrassed and speechless for a while.

Fortunately, Sister Liu rescued the siege in time and shouted for Xiaoxia to help.

When the four of them sat around the table for dinner, the atmosphere was almost like eating a meal with a severed head.

During the dinner, apart from the occasional conversation between Chen Feng and Sister Liu, Xiaoxia and I were both working hard.

Authentic farm food, unfortunately, too much oil and salt.

There is no soup, it is really hard to swallow.

When the meal was almost finished, Chen Feng changed the subject and said, "That man is dead."

Sister Liu asked without raising her head, "How did he die? Didn't he just be sentenced to jail?"

Xiaoxia stopped the bowl and chopsticks, and stared straight at Chen Feng.

"I don't know, I heard that he died of illness."

"It's a good death." Sister Liu showed that weird sincere and bitter smile again, "There is no way you don't pay for your life if you kill someone. The government won't accept it, God will accept it."

Chen Feng didn't speak any more.

So the collective fell into an even more scalp-numbing silence.

After the meal, I sat for a while, Chen Feng took out the wallet, I watched him give the cash in it, not a small stack, to Sister Liu, only for Xiaoxia to study.

When going out, Miss Liu asked Xiaoxia to see off the guests, and Xiaoxia walked outside with us.

Chen Feng looked at Sister Liu who was busy in the room, and said softly to Xiaoxia: "Xiaoxia, no matter what your mother thinks or says, finish high school."

One sentence brought tears to Xiaoxia's eyes, she nodded silently, and glanced back at her home in the night.

Walking to the side of the car, just about to get in the car, Xiaoxia looked at the yellow sports car and burst out laughing: "Brother Xiao, you really meet everyone's guess!"

What is everyone's guess?

"My lord." Xiaoxia smiled and said, "We all think that you are the kind of young master who will be greeted by a housekeeper and servants when you return to a big villa, and will bow to you and say, 'Master, you are back'." !"

This imagination really makes me roll my eyes.

"Xiaoxia," Chen Feng didn't reply, he put his palm on the top of the girl's head and messed up her long hair, "Come on, don't give up."

"Well. I won't. Brother Feng, Xiaomo has been writing to me. You help me to tell him, and I have received it. One day, I will reply to the letter, and it may take a while." Xiaoxia raised her head The face is serious and authentic.

Chen Feng looked at Xiaoxia and agreed with the same earnestness.

After watching Xiaoxia enter the house, I turned to Chen Feng, in a bad mood: "Brother Feng, don't you care too much?"

Chen Feng smiled and did not answer.

"Show me your account book next time. I want to study how much money your business can make."

It's not really about money.

Behind the complaint, I just don't understand why this person should inexplicably shoulder some responsibility that should not be his.

Just because he was an orphan?

To be adopted by a kind woman, is it necessary to raise kindness with kindness?

No, no, Brother Feng, what kind of stubble is there.

"I just don't want their lives to be completely ruined by adults."

Seeing through the content of my meditation, Chen Feng took the initiative to say.

"Obviously there may be many ways, but because of adult misbehavior, they disappeared inexplicably. Then I became a misbehaving adult again. I don't want to see this."

I was a little annoyed: "Are you talking about me? An adult who behaves recklessly?"

"Young Master Xiao," Chen Feng's lips rubbed against my ear, "What kind of person are you, you don't understand yourself?"

"Get in the car!" I pushed Chen Feng away, "Find a quiet place to play with the car."

46,

After all, Che Zhen just passed his mouth addiction.

Chen Feng said that playing with cars is not as good as playing wild together, you might as well let go of it completely and use the sky as the bed and the ground as your bed.

It's a pity that my poor imagination can't relate to the sky full of stars and the breeze coming slowly, only mosquitoes flying and cheering, and the feast is delivered.

Seeing my objection, Chen Feng smiled lightly.

The car shock just ended without a problem—after all, nothing is as comfortable as a bed, isn't it?

Lying on the passenger seat, dreaming a good dream, returning home to take a bath comfortably, and successfully making Chen Feng supper.

But even at night it is possible to daydream.

Chen Feng didn't drive home, neither on either side, but went straight to a boxing gym.

I stared blankly at the sign outside the building.

Until I was pulled in by Chen Feng and started doing warm-up exercises in a small room, I still thought I was dreaming.

"What does this mean?" Finally, my sanity recovered to the point where I could question it.

Chen Feng said: "Conditions, you agreed."

Searching for memories, I recalled the conditions of accompanying Xiaomo that day, and couldn't help crying.

"Brother Feng, are you serious?"

When this sentence was said, Chen Feng had already forced me to start playing solid lobs.

"Yeah." Chen Feng himself was practicing beside him, "I'll teach you."

"Why..." The dignified seven-foot man asked in such a weak voice, it was a shame.

For those who can say this, try punching five hundred times by yourself, and it won't be too late if you can still make a sound after you're done.

Chen Feng threw me a towel, seeing that I was dazed and motionless, he came up with a sigh, grabbed the towel and wiped my sweat.

Bian said: "Young Master Xiao, if you want to deal with me over there, you don't have any self-defense ability, I will really be afraid."

I grabbed his hand and asked back, "Afraid?"

"I'm afraid that something will happen to you, and I'm afraid I won't be able to save you in time." Chen Feng smiled wryly, broke away from my hand, and continued to roughly abuse the skin of my neck and chest with a towel, "Your temper is actually very scary."

I was dumbfounded for a moment, I didn't expect Chen Feng to see me like this.

Before he knew it, he grabbed his hand again and held it in his palm, unwilling to let go for a long time.

Chen Feng said again: "Since you want me to act, I will do as you wish. But in this way, it will become your responsibility to share with me, Young Master Xiao. I don't want you to be hurt because of my responsibility one day."

When he said this, something flickered in his eyes that made my heart palpitate.

I couldn't say anything except hugging him tightly and my throat choked up for a while.

After a while, I said with a smile: "Brother Feng, I'm sure I can't take your place, don't worry too much."

Looking into his eyes, all I can think of is if I die for him, what's the problem?

If you can't stay with you until you grow old, you will stay with you until you die.

Suddenly understand the old man's heart for the old man.

After training, I go back to my apartment and wash and brush is an inevitable routine.

When I got to the bed, I took off Chen Feng's clothes, but I didn't intend to swallow him alive right away.

Carefully observing the body of the man below him, besides liking it, I still like it.

I like his body that is not fair and scarred.

His brows and eyes, his thin lips - when he closed his eyes, he was cute, but when he opened them, he was amazing.

When I entered his body, the momentary fragile expression... Oh, God, how proud should I be if anyone else can see this thrilling scene?

It was me, not others, who made this Chen Feng show such fragility.

It was as if he was completely owned and conquered by me, unscrupulously showing his undefended sexiness in front of me.

When I kissed his forehead, Chen Feng smiled lightly, and reached into the depths of my hairline: "Better than the car shock?"

do not want to talk.

I only want Chen Feng.

Thanks for mentioning, I don't use condoms.

Clinging tightly to Chen Feng, chest to chest, I panted and released in his body.

Not for any miscellaneous purpose, I just want to become one with this person.

No matter how the outside world is turned upside down, as long as I keep this sacred place in my heart.

It's really not that complicated.

I took a shower again, and when I came out, Chen Feng, who cleaned up first, was already leaning on the bedside to read a book.

Although I don't fit my "playboy" image, I actually love reading.

Moreover, there are three teachings and nine streams, and there are always many things to watch.

Influenced by Dad.

This is what Chen Feng is most satisfied with about my residence.

Seeing him bowing his head to read, my heart suddenly moved. I walked to the study, opened the locked drawer, took out something, and held it in the palm of my hand.

Back in the bedroom, climbed onto the bed, stretched out his fist like a treasure, and spread his palms.

Chen Feng frowned when he saw it, and asked puzzledly, "Young Master Xiao, what is this?"

"My father's relics are now officially handed over to you."

It was the ruby ​​ring that my father gave me before he died, and this one is better than the tacky ring that Chen Feng bought for himself.

The symbolism is different.

"Shouldn't this be brought out when proposing?" Chen Feng chuckled, "It's a bit of an afterthought."

"It happened suddenly, didn't it?" I sneered, grabbed his left hand, and stuffed it on the ring finger.

Very good, very suitable.

Looking triumphantly at the hand wearing the ring, I pressed my lips to the ruby.

"I can't wear it when I'm acting." Chen Feng withdrew his hand and stared at the gemstone.

I shrugged, not caring if he wore it or not, or when.

The main thing is that I send it and he receives it. The action is when it is completed.

This interpretation is enough.

Chen Feng turned his gaze from the ring to me, and smiled slightly: "I have to prepare one too. Unfortunately, there is no family heirloom."

The pull ring of the can will do.

He seemed to be really lost in thought.

I intentionally changed the topic, and said, "I'm fine tomorrow, I plan to go to the hospital to see Aunt Ma, is that okay?"

"Is there anything I can do?"

While asking back, he moved his body closer, hugged my waist, and seemed to sigh: "I thought there would never be such a desire."

I took advantage of the opportunity to fall into the hug and smiled: "What do you mean?"

"I want you." Chen Feng replied very frankly, "make love."

No way? Do men over 20 not have that desire?No matter how pure-hearted and ascetic, he is not an eunuch after all, and the secretion of hormones cannot be controlled by the will.

Seeing that I was tongue-tied, Chen Feng also laughed: "I just want to have sex with one person, and that person's name is Chen Feng."

"Before you met me? Now?"

At this point, I couldn't help but caressed Chen Feng's dirty back.

Chen Feng turned around and pressed me down, his smile deepened: "I want to bully you until you cry."

Although the atmosphere is lingering, I still couldn't help laughing when I heard this sentence.

Smiling uncontrollably, Chen Feng had enough time to use the lubricant that had not been put back in the drawer for a long time.

The warm body is attached to it, feeling the warm body temperature.

I closed my eyes.

Even if this act of acceptance is a bit against God's will, and it is destined not to feel explosive pleasure, it is still comfortable.To be embraced, to be invaded, to be willing to open up to another even when trembling.

It is true that only Chen Feng can let me do it.

How much did I care about a man's self-esteem?

"Young Master Xiao?" Chen Feng stroked my hair, which seemed to be the sequelae of too much dealing with children.

I let out a breath and shook my head on the pillow.

"You look so beautiful when you cum."

Saying this from the bottom of my heart and getting a radiant kiss is considered a reward, right?

The joy of being conquered is very different from the sense of accomplishment of conquering...