Little slag run

Facing Di Que's yelling, Chen Feng didn't move, he squinted his eyes with his chest folded, and looked down at Di Que for a long time, Di Que stared back at him not to be outdone.

What's the matter, although I fell into your hands today, but 18 years later, I will be a good man again. After this matter, I must not lose in terms of momentum!

Chen Feng had never seen such a blatant person who opposed him, so he also held back, thinking that he must kill Di Que's domineering spirit today.

"Is the floor of my house comfortable? I don't want to move when I'm lying down."

"Damn, you uncle, it's not you, a pervert, who molested me, causing me to freeze outside for a long time, and now my hands and feet are numb, you have to be responsible!"

Di Que still hadn't learned the lessons from the previous few times, and yelled at Chen Feng.

It's not that he didn't know that Chen Feng's fate would be miserable if he provoked him, but if he didn't let out the breath in his chest, he would feel so aggrieved that he was about to explode, and he would hurl insults outside without knowing it.

"Am I responsible?"

Chen Feng sneered, knelt down and slowly moved his face closer to Di Que.

Di Que held his breath at first, but when the tips of their noses were almost touching, Di Que turned his face away first.

Damn it, it's clear that he was bullying others when he was in trouble!

"Ha ha."

Chen Feng's deep and pleasant voice came from beside his ear, and the next second, Di Que was violently hugged.

"Wow!"

Di Que choked in his throat with a cry of surprise, and was so shocked by the ambiguous posture of the two of them that he couldn't speak.

Chen Feng passed one hand under his knees, and the other hand wrapped around his back and passed under his armpit. He stood up firmly and locked himself in his arms.

The legendary princess holds...

I think he has never hugged a woman like this in all these years, and the only time he flirted before he could hold on firmly was that he flinched.

Why is he a standard big man with a height of 1.7 meters, and Chen Feng hugged him as easily as if he was hugging a toy?

Where did he work out?He also wants to...

Di Que's mind was flooded, paying attention to strange places, but Chen Feng had already kicked open the bedroom door, throwing him on his spacious bed.

Di Que didn't react until he fell into a softness, and his face turned pale with fright.

Mental building is one thing, physical practice is another.In most cases, most people think better than they do.

Really do it?Di Que panicked.

Chen Feng bent over and stared at him, his whole body was pressed on top of him, feeling extremely oppressive.

Di Que opened his mouth, imagining that he was treated like a woman by Chen Feng, kissed him with a mouth that smelled of tobacco, stroked with his big rough hand, and then entered himself, tearing apart...

"Ahhhhhhhhhh! It's still not good! Big brother, dear big brother, please let me go, I really don't like men! I was wrong, can't I stop asking you for investment?"

Di Que rested in the warm room for a long time, his hands and feet had already regained consciousness, he turned over hastily, fled to a corner of the bed, grabbed a pillow to cover his chest, and made a face Chu Chu begged Chen Feng with a pitiful look.

Chen Feng sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word, his face was gloomy, as if he was about to pounce on him at any moment.

Di Que's whole body was on guard, with a layer of hot sweat on his back, looking around, he really wanted to find someone who could pick up and swing over at any time to defend himself.

At this moment of holding his breath, Chen Feng moved first.

Di Que jumped out of the bed like a rabbit, and rolled to the foot of the bed on the other side, exposing only a pair of eyes.

Chen Feng stood up with a smile, gave Di Que a meaningful look, then turned around and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Di Que blinked in the silence of the room, and it took a long time before he carefully stood up from the bed.

He crawled back onto the bed, sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, and stared at the closed door in a daze.

So he misunderstood?False alarm?

Chen Feng wouldn't go out to find a rope or something perverted to deal with him, would he?

Chen Feng leaned against the door and sighed, rubbed his eyebrows, and went back to the next room alone.

He has always been a gentleman in dealing with people, and he is also gentle and considerate to his lover. He has always paid attention to what you want and what you want when it comes to sex.

If it wasn't for Di Que's arrogant attitude, which caused him to be impulsive and wanted to take this opportunity to kill Di Que's spirit, he wouldn't have gotten into the trouble he is now.

He didn't expect that Di Que would be so defenseless that his brain would suffer from hypoxia, allowing him to succeed in all his temptations step by step, but at the most critical moment, he gave him a "head-on blow".

He doesn't bother to do dirty things like Yongqiang, and he doesn't have to worry about not being able to find a bed partner. He is more beautiful and well-behaved than Di Que, and he is so skilled that he doesn't know how many scenes he has. How about tearing up with Di Que?

He only quit after hugging everyone to the bed, Chen Feng was inevitably a bit disappointed.

To say that Di Que did attract him with an inexplicable taste, made him feel that the process of getting along with Di Que was exciting, painful and happy.

But Di Que is a straight man after all, probably all straight men are two hundred and five like this, it's just that he hasn't had much contact with him before.

Fortunately, he is still sane in the face of beauty when he is dissatisfied with desire, otherwise he really fell in love with Di Que, and the two of them will meet in the mall in the future, and neither of them will have a good time.

Chen Feng simply tidied up the guest room, just laying down, suddenly remembered something, got up again and ran to the kitchen to heat a glass of milk.

He took the milk and walked to the door of the master bedroom. Just as he was about to knock on the door, Chen Feng's hand paused.He stood at the door for a while, then took a breath, and went straight to twist the doorknob.

If Di Que had already locked the door and slept, there was no need to wake him up.

When the doorknob was turned, it moved.

Chen Feng opened the door in surprise, only to find that Di Que was sitting on the bed in a daze like a Buddha statue. Seeing him coming in, he shivered slightly, his eyes showed a look of guard.

"Aren't you waiting for me if you don't close the door?" Chen Feng still couldn't suppress the desire to tease him, and he took it in a direction that would easily cause misunderstanding as soon as he opened his mouth.

Di Que stared at him silently for a few seconds, then returned to his previous foolishness, turned his head and spat: "Che, what's the use of locking the door at your house, treat me like an idiot." Chen Feng smiled and walked over Putting the milk on the bedside, sighed: "It was frozen just now, drink this to warm up, and I will take you back tomorrow morning."

Di Que looked up at him, bit his lower lip and said nothing.

Chen Feng didn't mind either, and closed the door without any nostalgia.This time the door slammed and was locked from the outside.

Di Que breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the cup of steaming, sweet milk, and slowly fell on the bed, relaxing his whole body.

It's strange, all the previous dissatisfaction with Chen Feng seemed to be resolved because of this glass of milk.

Di Que, Di Que, you are too easy to bribe.

Di Que closed his eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, mocking himself secretly.

He felt that Chen Feng was the most profound book he had ever read. When he turned the first page, he found that he couldn't read him.

Every move of Chen Feng seems to be random, but also seems to have a purpose.

It was the same for him, teasing him nonchalantly, waiting for an opportunity when he let his guard down, but retreating a safe distance after he was armed.

And he was always one step slower, passively accepting moves.

He swung a knife but missed it, and when he made peace, he was stabbed in the back again.If the two armies fought, I am afraid that he would have died thousands of times.

Scenes of getting along these days flashed through his mind, quarrels, kisses, car crashes, and today Chen Feng's sight, breathing, touch, the trigger points of every move were so weird, he couldn't guess what this person was doing every day. purpose after the event.

To take him to bed?Judging from the performance just now, it seems that it is not the case.

Didn't mean that to him?Then he kissed and touched him just to entertain him?

Di Que's cerebellum can't always hold too many things.

Carpe diem in time is the only creed he believes in in life.

The more Di Que thought about it, the more muddy his head became, and he simply stopped thinking about it.

He and his relatives and friends are used to the straight-forward way of getting along with each other. It is too tiring for him to grope and penetrate a person like this.

For such a wonderful human being as Chen Feng, there is only one effective way to deal with it, and that is to keep a respectful distance.

It is a big deal for him to look for other investors when it comes to attracting investment. He is always worried about no one doing it. It is better than having a time bomb tied around him all the time...

Di Que fell asleep while thinking about it.

Di Que slept soundly until morning, and was not disturbed by Chen Feng at all.

It wasn't until he finished grooming, changed back to the clothes that Chen Feng ordered dry-cleaned overnight, ate breakfast made by Chen Feng, and got in the car driven by Chen Feng, that he finally discovered a little bit of conscience, and said to Chen Feng without much sincerity. Thank you.

Chen Feng is driving his red Porsche today, and he is going to send him to B&D and then send a driver to pick him up and go to work.

This can be regarded as enough gestures for Di Que, especially the action of returning the car to him impatiently gave Di Que a feeling that he was about to draw a line with him.

Sitting in the car, Di Que felt a little uncomfortable.

He obviously only came to a conclusion last night, so keep it at a respectful distance. Today, Chen Feng spoke to him seriously and drove the car without looking sideways. He suddenly felt a little... Lost?

Damn, how is it possible?That's ridiculous.

Di Que was amused by the off-line conclusion he drew, and laughed out loud to himself.

"Did my bed sleep well yesterday? I was so happy early in the morning." Chen Feng said while driving.

He was almost sleepless last night, thinking about his impulsive and childish behavior, until dawn, he told himself that he could no longer have any further contact with Di Que.

It is impossible to have any intersection with a straight man except for work.

It is easy to take a step across the boundary now, but in the future, it will take a lot of energy to take back the leg that has been stepped out.

What's more, Di Que is a rich and powerful straight man. Whether it is for fun or seriousness, the process and result will be difficult to control.

From the two rare experiences of dating, Chen Feng has already seen it very clearly.

"It's okay, I don't recognize the bed." Di Que yawned: "Speaking of which, I also want to thank Mr. Chen who never keeps anyone overnight for giving me face."

"Since we want to cooperate, we are all friends, and we always have to help with this small favor." Chen Feng resumed his official tone.

"Cooperation?" Di Que was taken aback, not knowing what Chen Feng was referring to.

"Why, I don't even remember the purpose of Shao Di's visit to me last night? I am interested in the investment plan of B&D's large-scale audition. When I return to the company, I will ask the person in charge of venture capital evaluation to come to you and discuss it in detail."

"Huh?" Di Que looked at Chen Feng in disbelief, the contact between the two of them ended here, okay?

To hell with investing or something.

He doesn't want Chen Feng to become his "creditor" now.