Little slag run

"What are you running for?"

Shang Shiyao gritted his teeth and stared at Di Que, wishing to stare Di Que out of a hole.

"If you chase me, of course I will run."

Di Que's legs became weak from the stare, but he still spoke firmly.

"I asked you what you did this afternoon, why didn't you answer?"

"...I went for a massage, and then went to a nightclub, what's there to say..." Di Que directly omitted the middle process.

"Huh?" Shang Shiyao squeezed Di Que and screamed.

"I went back once, but I didn't see a thing, really! I swear!"

"Didn't see it?" Shang Shiyao raised his eyebrows, and his hands tightened again.

Di Que's shoulders immediately went numb, and he quickly raised his hand and shouted: "I didn't see it, I really didn't see it! I just wanted to come back to get my phone, and when I entered the entrance, I heard something wrong and ran away."

God knows, if Shang Shiyao knew that he watched the whole thing and ended up with a nosebleed, it would be strange if he didn't tear himself into pieces.

Shang Shiyao's expression softened a little, he let go, and stared at Di Que's hooligan face with his hips akimbo, he lifted his chin and said, "Then make a poisonous oath and let me hear it."

Swear?Is this too harsh?

The corner of Di Que's mouth twitched, and he quickly flattered him, "Little uncle, I'm also your only nephew, and it's too outrageous to swear. Don't you believe me?"

As soon as Shang Shiyao heard Di Que call his little uncle, he knew that this guy must have a ghost in his heart, and couldn't help being furious.

"Don't get close to me! It's all because of you, Xiaofan is at odds with me again! I'm officially notifying you now, you go and settle Meng Fan for me immediately, otherwise don't blame me for impulsively raping you and whipping you a hundred times! "

Shang Shiyao hadn't formally gotten angry with him for a long time, Di Que saw that Shang Shiyao was in a hurry, and felt a little apprehensive, so he quickly compromised.

"Don't worry, why don't I apologize to Meng Fan? Anyway, I didn't see anything." Di Que insisted that he was innocent.

"Hmph. Did you really not see Xiaofan's body?" Shang Shiyao squinted at Di Que.

"did not see it."

Di Que's face was upright, his head was shaking like a wave drum, but he thought in his heart that your son was wearing swimming trunks in the movie, and the shape was clearly seen, and I didn't see you minding it like this, it was obvious It's just that he is easy to bully.

"That's good." Shang Shiyao touched his chin, and finally said: "If you dare to swear a poisonous oath to listen to it, I will forgive you."

"Hehe... that's not necessary, is it?" Di Que flinched.

"Hurry up, just say... If you lie, you will be oppressed for the rest of your life, and you will never stand up!"

"What?"

What kind of perverted oath is this?Only a pervert can figure it out!

"Say it!" Shang Shiyao glared, and when he knocked on the door, Di Que was startled.

"Just say it..." Di Que rolled his eyes, raised his right hand unwillingly, and curled his lips: "If I see Meng Fan's naked body, I will be oppressed for the rest of my life, and I will never stand up again. That's fine." ?”

Shang Shiyao felt relieved when he heard Di Que swear so happily.

He smiled and embraced Di Que, patted him on the shoulder, reconciled and said: "Well, I misunderstood you. But I managed to coax Xiaofan well, and now he is angry with me because of this, The work of explaining will trouble you."

Di Que snorted, the grievance accumulated for a day had nowhere to vent, it was stuffed in his stomach and made his stomach ache.

The next day, Di Que lay dead on the boss's table, his mind was full of the poisonous oath of "being oppressed for a lifetime" that he accidentally made under the pressure of lust.

How did I get to this point?

When he was upset, his cell phone rang. Di Que took it out and saw that it was Chen Feng!

This name is particularly disturbing to the eyes now, Di Que lost his temper, threw the phone far away, lay on the boss's desk, covered his ears and continued to hold the dead body.

The phone didn't continue to ring, Di Que breathed a sigh of relief, and simply fell asleep in this position.

When Chen Feng saw that Di Que didn't answer, he didn't force him. He hung up the phone, looked at Tang Xiao who was standing aside waiting for orders, and asked, "How's the preparation for that?"

"Everything is going well, and the net can be collected next week." Tang Xiao smiled.

"Very good, did you get in touch with Anran?" Chen Feng sat down, habitually playing with the phone in his hand.

"I've contacted you, Mr. Chen, your face must be fine."

"Okay, I see, you go down first." Chen Feng nodded and smiled.

Tang Xiao bowed slightly, and was about to turn around, but still couldn't help but joked: "President Chen seems to be very impatient this time, can't he even wait for a week? It's really not like your style."

"Hehe." Chen Feng also laughed: "Are you kidding me? Probably because I'm getting old, and I can't hold my breath like I was when I was young."

Tang Xiao was startled, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Chen is joking, how can you grow old?"

"Go and do your work." Chen Feng waved his hand and turned his gaze back to the document in his hand.

"Okay. Do I need to book a car for you at the charity party tonight?"

"No need, I'll drive there by myself." Maybe I will meet Di Que, and it might be more convenient to drive by myself.

Tang Xiao saw that Chen Feng didn't lift his head, so he retreated consciously and closed the door.

Di Que fell asleep lying on his stomach on the table, a little dazed, had a dream, and was sweating profusely.

In the dream, there were strange light spots all around, and in the haze, a person was lying naked in the air not far away, with an unbearable moan leaking out of his mouth.

Di Que walked towards that person disobediently, but when he got closer, he found that the person was Meng Fan!

Just as he was about to yell in surprise, his body was hit hard from behind and he staggered.

Chen Feng passed by him without squinting, and rushed towards Meng Fan, and the two became entangled emotionally.

ha?

Di Que was stunned for a moment, unable to tell what was going on in his heart.

What an unlucky dream this is!

Di Que seemed to know that he was dreaming, tried hard to wake up but couldn't, and watched Chen Feng gallop on top of Meng Fan.

Meng Fan was different from usual, he became seductive and strange, he held Chen Feng's neck, as if he wanted to suck his blood.

Di Que was so frightened that he wanted to yell to keep Chen Feng away from him, but he couldn't move or make a sound.

Just as he was struggling with his heart, Meng Fan's beautiful face changed shape, his eyes became slender and pointed, and turned into Tang Xiao's appearance.

Tang Xiao curled his mouth and glanced at him seductively with his beautiful eyes without glasses, with the meaning of provocation and demonstration.

Di Que felt a sudden pain in his heart, but he saw that Chen Feng seemed to be in a daze, laughing, and was only obsessed with Tang Xiao, without even looking at him.

Chen Feng, who is so obsessed with beauty, has lost all his mature and wise image in the past, and looks like a rude and savage reckless man.

Di Que was so angry that he didn't know when there was an extra stone in his hand, so he picked it up and threw it at the two of them.

The stone passed by, but the two of them suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only an empty space.

Di Que blinked, and was speechless for a while in surprise.

Just as she was about to turn her head to look for the two of them, she was suddenly hugged vigorously from behind!

Di Que's heart suddenly tightened, and he was about to struggle and resist, but a deep and gentle laughter came from his ears.

"Chen Feng?" Di Que felt that he called out, but he didn't hear the sound.

The body was hugged even tighter, and Di Que suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe.

"Angry? Don't worry, I'll satisfy you now..." Chen Feng's breath was blowing hotly in his ear, with some teasing.

The body and the heart were synchronized, as if suddenly being nailed into an awl, Di Que shook, gritted his teeth and suffered.

Unexpectedly, it seemed that there was no concept of resistance in my mind from the beginning to the end, and everything seemed to happen naturally.

Di Que couldn't see Chen Feng's face behind him, so he could only feel everything about Chen Feng by the weight and shock of his body being suppressed.

Chen Feng's silent breath hit the back of his neck heavily, and Di Que suddenly felt excited for no reason, his whole body was hot, and he began to tremble greatly.

"You are really promiscuous, anyone can come to fuck you, right?" Chen Feng suddenly whispered in his ear.

what?

Di Que was startled, and wanted to get up, but there was a thousand catties of weight on his body, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move, so he could only grit his teeth and let Chen Feng toss himself.

There were also weird laughter from all around at the same time, like Meng Fan's, and Tang Xiao's, and finally turned into Shang Shiyao's voice, snickering blindly, as if watching his good show .

All the voices were entwined in the end, laughing at him abruptly and sinisterly.

"Don't struggle anymore, you will be crushed for the rest of your life..."

"I rely on!"

With a jolt, Di Que broke free from this chaotic dream.

He leaned on the seat and breathed hard to calm down his flustered mood.

Everything in the dream suddenly became distorted, but Di Que tried hard to recall but could no longer recall the details of the dream.

Only the last sentence is left, but I remember it clearly.

The bottom of his body was sticky, constantly reminding him that he just had a dream.

I have been oppressed for a lifetime, but can I still feel it?

"Damn it..." Di Que gritted his teeth a little bit, and couldn't help turning dark.

It was Shang Shiyao, a little bastard, who forced himself to swear a poisonous oath, causing him to suffer from heart disease, and even dreaming was suppressed by others.

I don't have any memory of who the person who pressed him is, but it's definitely not a good thing anyway.

It's just that why I actually have feelings because of such a perverted dream is really inconceivable.

Di Que thought about it in a wild way, and he became dizzy for a while.

It's so ridiculous, how could the famous Master Di be timid because of such a small poisonous oath, and be afraid all day long?

Fuck him, if you have to be crushed, you can ride it!

If it's riding, there's nothing wrong with being crushed for a lifetime.

Di Que laughed amusedly for a while, feeling a lot more open-minded.