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The two tossed until midnight, but neither of them wanted to go to bed first.

Obviously his body was tired and weak, but Di Que's spirit was still extremely excited.

Satisfied, Chen Feng hugged Di Que into his arms, rubbed his chin against Di Que's hair, and laughed lightly for no reason.

Di Que glanced at him inexplicably, then closed his eyes lazily: "What are you smirking at? Have you never seen a handsome guy?"

"I've seen handsome ones before, but I've never seen such handsome ones." Chen Feng responded cooperatively, getting tired of Di Que again.

Di Que chuckled, he was tickled by Chen Feng but he didn't want to dodge, he simply kicked Chen Feng's calf as a warning.

"How do you feel?" Chen Feng suddenly asked next to his ear.

"Huh? How about what?" Di Que couldn't help being confused.

"Just now...wouldn't you be disgusted?" Chen Feng stroked his hair hesitantly.

Di Que was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized what Chen Feng was referring to, his face flushed red, and he almost choked to death from his own saliva.

"Sleep, sleep." Di Que plunged into the quilt and couldn't get out.

On the one hand, Chen Feng was amused by Di Que's cute performance, but on the other hand he couldn't help being nervous, worried that Di Que would still not be used to this kind of gameplay, and would feel conflicted after being stimulated.

However, no matter how worried Chen Feng was, he would not show it. He would only cover up the uncertainty in his heart with a more calm posture.

"Isn't it too late to be shy now?" Chen Feng smiled and rushed forward, with wolf claws stretching into the quilt to catch people.

Di Que's itchy flesh was caught in his hand, and he immediately burst into laughter, and surrendered after a while: "Don't, don't make trouble."

"I haven't heard the answer I want yet."

"How do you know that the answer must be what you want?" Di Que said stiffly.

"Is that right?" Chen Feng smiled stiffly.

Di Que couldn't help but look away, and after a while he said, "It's, it's okay..."

This sentence has already challenged Di Que's bottom line. If he is shy, he will not be able to say it even if he is killed.

In fact, it felt more than okay, it was so good that even he himself felt inexplicable and at a loss.

Perhaps it was because the object was Chen Feng, not only did Di Que not have any repulsive psychology, but a subtle excitement arose in his heart, as if it was a proof that he was closer to Chen Feng, and even the last layer of separation had been removed.

The more taboo and immorality, the more shameful excitement will be aroused. Even Di Que himself feels that he is more perverted to some extent. Of course, this is definitely the severe consequence of being immersed in Chen Feng's bad instigation for a long time .

Di Que's small universes were colliding with each other, but just this sentence was enough to make Chen Feng's heart elated, and without thinking about it, he was overjoyed and threw Di Que down again.

Di Que hurriedly screamed: "Ah, I'm crushed to death, I can't breathe, get up!"

"How about we do it again?" Chen Feng's eyes lit up, and as he said that, he began to put his hands on the delicious food in front of him.

Di Que was startled immediately, and fled in a hurry: "You, you get lost! Are you a beast?"

"I am, I am what you say." Chen Feng was very calm, and peeled the poor little lamb again and again.

When Di Que lay paralyzed in Chen Feng's arms again, he was already speechless. If he still had the strength to say another word, he would send his affectionate greetings to the whole Chen family!

Chen Feng asked him if he wanted to take a bath first, and Di Que shook his head slowly, God knows if he will meet Lord Yan directly if he comes to take a mandarin duck bath again.

Chen Feng went to take a shower alone, and Di Que lay on the big soft bed in a daze like a puddle of mud.

Although he originally planned to have a long talk with Chen Feng all night, at this moment, the upper and lower eyelids were fighting frequently, and they didn't listen to him at all.

When Chen Feng came out of the bath, he saw Di Que snoring softly on the edge of the bed, seemingly asleep, but his hands were still tightly clutching the corner of his clothes that he had thrown on the bed.

He smiled, walked over gently, took his hand away, and covered him with the quilt.

Di Que, who was sleeping soundly and relaxed, looked younger than his actual age, and even looked like a child in Chen Feng's eyes, pure and innocent, surrounded by deep love and peace.

"Huh?" When Chen Feng was looking at Di Que's sleeping face in a daze, Di Que woke up, looked up at Chen Feng in a daze, and rubbed his eyes.

"Woke you up? Go on to sleep." Chen Feng said softly, and he also got into the quilt and half hugged Di Que into his arms.

"No... I don't want to sleep yet..." Di Que murmured with his eyes closed, struggling to fight against the powerful Sandman.

Chen Feng couldn't help chuckling, and half-jokingly said: "Do you want to do it again? I'm going to be squeezed dry by you."

Di Que was really sleepy, and had no intention of responding to Chen Feng's joke. He was only thinking about his previous plan, and murmured: "I want to hear about you."

"My business? What's the matter?" Chen Feng was surprised now.

Di Que was obviously drowsy, but suddenly wanted to hear something from him, isn't this abnormal?

Speaking of which, Di Que's overall performance today was abnormal.

Although usually the two of them are very affectionate, but for some reason today, Di Que seemed to care about him extraordinarily, and what he did seemed to be deliberate.

"Anything is fine. In fact, don't you think that I don't know many things about you for so many years? For example, your past, your relatives and friends." Di Que finally regained consciousness and tried to open his eyes wide. into Chen Feng's eyes.

Chen Feng is still not quite used to Di Que's sudden change. You must know that Di Que has always been a pure and selfish man living in his own world. He is suddenly interested in asking about other people's affairs. What kind of wind is this?

"Why do you suddenly remember to ask these questions?" Chen Feng couldn't help asking.

"Can't you ask?" Boss Di Que was unhappy: "You have investigated the eight generations of my ancestors, right? But I don't know what mysterious organizations your family members have joined, and I have never seen you mention any of them. "

Speaking of the two of them are going to get married, even though he knows that Chen Feng's parents are no longer alive, he would be terrified if some brother-in-law or sister-in-law came out out of nowhere.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, he really didn't expect Di Que to be interested in these Chen Zhima rotten things all of a sudden.

In fact, it's not that you can't tell Di Que, but that memory really can't be used to improve his image in Di Que's mind, and it might have the opposite effect...

"Cough." Chen Feng pretended to cough deeply: "Of course it's not that you can't ask, but it's just too common, so I'm afraid you will feel bored if you say it."

Di Que stared at Chen Feng with drooping eyelids, with an expression of "If I believe in you, there will be ghosts".

Seeing Di Que's reaction, Chen Feng knew that Di Que was determined to ask why today. If he didn't satisfy the curious baby's appetite today, he would have a hard time in the future.

"Then what do you want to know?" Chen Feng sighed as if giving up, ready to confess and be lenient.

Di Que is working hard to get closer to each other, trying to be so close that they don't keep any secrets.

Although Chen Feng is not quite used to this kind of heart-pounding feeling, but the object is Di Que, but somehow he feels a slight sense of happiness emerging.

It was a relief to finally find someone to whom I could trust my past, present and future without any doubts.

"All!" Di Que rushed forward immediately, stubbornly and resolutely: "As long as there is something I don't know, you have to tell me."

What other people know or don't know about Chen Feng belongs to him, and it belongs to him only.

Chen Feng gently put his arms around Di Que and leaned against the head of the bed, and began to count everything about him since his birth.

Di Que listened quietly, calm on the surface, but in fact his heart was full of ups and downs.

He once guessed that Chen Feng's boyhood was not good, but he didn't expect it to be so dramatic.

Chen Feng's mother was a flower street woman who smuggled into the United States, and the identity of the father of a certain benefactor is still a mystery.

Chen Feng's mother never told Chen Feng whether there were any relatives or friends left in China, nor did Chen Feng try to find out, so Chen Feng accepted the fact that he was always alone in his heart, and his sense of loneliness may be stronger than anyone else's. All serious.

"You just left? Then what about your mother?" Di Que couldn't help asking when he heard that Chen Feng finally chose to leave his mother.

"Can I stay in that situation?" Chen Feng chuckled lightly, his tone as relaxed as usual chatting.

Di Que pursed his lips, acquiescing to Chen Feng's actions.Indeed, if it was him and his mother forced him to do that kind of flesh and blood business with her, it would be strange if he didn't run away.

However, if Chen Feng had succumbed at that time, it might have been a good thing. Maybe the two of them would have to switch positions now.

Di Que couldn't help but smirk when he thought of Chen Feng's completely different life choices and the possibility of being subdued under him.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Feng was puzzled.

"No, I'm not smiling." Di Que hurriedly shook his head with a straight face.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and sighed: "You are tired of listening to me, let's go to sleep."

"Not tired, you continue. What have you been doing since you left your mother?" Di Que heard that he was not willing to let go, and pestered Chen Feng to continue talking.

Chen Feng saw that Di Que was completely invigorated, and he was pestered by him and said: "Afterwards, I went to Las Vegas and worked in a casino there for three years. After earning some money, I knew him After recruiting some people, we broke away from there and started to partner with others in the hotel business, and when it grew bigger, we returned to China to develop.”

Di Que was taken aback for a moment, and immediately shouted in dissatisfaction: "You're too sloppy, aren't you?"

"But that's it, you're not interested in listening to my business experience, are you?" Chen Feng was helpless.

"..." Di Que wanted to refute, but he was afraid that Chen Feng would really tell him those mantra-like business investment management theories.

Chen Feng showed a triumphant smile, went to the bed in a relaxed way, closed his eyes and sighed: "You understand everything about me, go to sleep, I'm really sleepy."

Di Que puffed his cheeks unwillingly.It was very difficult for Chen Feng to reveal a little secret of his inner world...

"Hmm... ah, yes!" Di Que suddenly had a flash of inspiration, flew up and shook Chen Feng, and shouted, "Where is your first love? Tell me about it!"

Chen Feng almost fell asleep, but was suddenly awakened by Di Que, and heard his unimaginable request, he couldn't help crying and laughing, unable to perfunctory: "How can I have a first love? The first person I really fell in love with is you, you It was my first love."

How could this kind of rhetoric to deceive the little virgin win Di Que's heart? At this moment, he can see through the big bad wolf's trick at a glance.

"Okay, there is no first love, there is always a first night, right? Who did it with, tell me honestly!" When Di Que thought that he was such a genius, he immediately felt as if he had been beaten into chicken blood, and was about to tell Chen Feng to carry his romantic history behind his back. Just dig it all out.

Chen Feng was really overwhelmed by Di Que's sudden extra energy.How can someone tell their current partner honestly about their first love and first night, isn't it self-defeating?

"Aren't you tired? If you don't sleep, it will be dawn." Chen Feng knelt down.

"You confess your first lover first, and I'll go to bed right away." Di Que rarely insisted.

Seeing that he seemed unable to run today, Chen Feng couldn't help feeling a headache.

That was not a pleasant memory. If possible, he would rather forget those three years than repeat the regretful ending in front of Di Que.