Little slag run

Di Que sat on the high platform in the conference center of the press conference, picked a corner position, rested his head and looked coldly at the excitement in the audience.

As soon as the host of the press conference announced that the champion of B&D's audition drama this year would join An Ran's next new drama in China, all the reporters were excited.

Because the secrecy work was done very well, no clues were revealed before, so the effect of this explosive news was immediately [-]% full.

All kinds of predictions and rumors about this movie were wrong, so this battle can be said to be a complete victory for Di Que.

Seeing all the reporters standing up from their chairs and scrambling to raise their hands to ask questions, Di Que sneered.

Although he didn't have to speak on the stage, he had to pay attention to his image after all. If it wasn't for this consideration, Di Que would have pointed at the messy reporters and laughed.

He looked away, glanced to the right, and saw Chen Feng standing at the entrance of the side door of the conference hall, looking at the scene in front of him proudly with his arms folded.

The development of the matter is completely according to his development, and he must be secretly happy now.

Di Que pursed his lips, and when he saw Chen Feng's profound eyes moving in his direction, he hurriedly turned his eyes away.

The person in charge is answering reporters' questions one by one, but the answers to most of the questions are: "The film still follows Director Ander's usual style, and everything is kept secret before the filming begins."

Finally a reporter asked a sharp question and pointed the finger at Di Que.

"Di Shao, I heard that this time B&D was originally directed by Li Tong. Why did you change people temporarily?"

Di Que was startled, and then smiled: "I don't know where you heard the news. B&D attaches great importance to this movie, and initially talked with several directors at the same time, but in the end only Director An One person, as for why our B&D chose to cooperate with An Dao in the end, I don't think you need me to explain the reason."

There was a hearty laugh from below, and Di Que followed the official smile, his facial muscles almost cramp.

To say that Chen Feng is really a Confucian businessman, the two of them made a deal, and in addition to the quality and quantity of genuine products, they also gave away a bunch of gifts.

Early this morning, Chen Feng took him to meet An Ran, sat face to face with him, and had a three-party meeting. They had a very happy conversation, and finally signed the contract smoothly.

Di Que was going to hold a press conference, and he came to deliver it himself. When he got in the car, he gave him a stack of papers and asked him to memorize them with the press spokesman.

Di Que took a look, and densely typed the questions that the reporter might have and the appropriate answers.

Unexpectedly, it actually came into use.

Di Que naturally glanced at Chen Feng again, and Chen Feng was also looking at him, and when he saw him looking over, he immediately gave him a gentle smile, his eyes seemed to be encouraging and approving.

Di Que's heart beat twice in disappointment.

Although now he hates Chen Feng so much that his teeth itch, but he still has to admit that Chen Feng's presence makes him feel at ease a lot.

Di Que didn't close his eyes last night, sitting there at this time, besides maintaining a graceful demeanor, he couldn't concentrate at all.

When he was in a drowsy trance, the people in the audience commotioned for a while and left the stage one after another.

The person in charge beside him let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his smiling eyes disappeared.

"Di Shao, it's over. Thanks to Di Shao, I was able to invite Director An to come over this time. Our D department is finally going to be popular this time."

"It's just a coincidence." Di Que patted his clothes and got up: "You guys pack up. I have something to do later. I won't participate in the celebration at night. I will follow up the work after that. If there is anything else, please report to me." .”

"Yes, yes, Young Master Di is really our backbone." The person in charge smiled and nodded to Di Que.

Di Que raised his eyebrows and snorted, waved his hands and left.

Once upon a time, such an incomprehensible second-generation ancestor became the backbone of everyone?

Those gazes with contempt or sigh in the past turned into flattering affirmation, and Di Que was not happy at all except for irony.

Chen Feng was still waiting at the door, and when he saw Di Que walking towards this side, he withdrew one step ahead of time and went to the underground garage to pick up the car.

When Di Que arrived at the underground garage, he saw Chen Feng smoking a cigarette beside his Land Rover.

When Chen Feng saw him approaching, he threw away the cigarette, stomped on his feet, walked around the front of the car, and opened the co-pilot's door for him.

Di Que sat in the car silently, leaned on the comfortable leather seat and fell asleep.

Unhappy, Di Que only knows that he is quite unhappy now.

Chen Feng also got into the car. Seeing his puffed up face, he laughed out loud and started the car.

"Let's go eat Japanese food tonight. I've made a reservation." Chen Feng knew that Di Que was not asleep, so he talked to Di Que while driving.

"..." Di Que didn't move, neither nodded nor denied.

Seeing him like this, Chen Feng sighed lowly, and said with a helpless smile: "Are you angry with me now?"

When Di Que heard this, he frowned. He gritted his teeth and held back for a long time, but finally he couldn't hold back and exploded.

"You just do what you fucking want, what are you doing with so many tricks? Are you going to get on with me? If not, I'll go home and sleep, and have some Japanese food with you! Are you fucking playing with me?"

As soon as Di Que thought about last night, he felt aggrieved and wanted to chop Chen Feng with a kitchen knife.

This sanctimonious, ignorant old bastard!

Yesterday Di Que drove around the perimeter of Chen Feng's residential area, but he didn't have the courage to drive in, until he was almost out of gas, he gritted his teeth and turned in.

Since Di Que came to find Chen Feng, he naturally made up his mind.

No matter how Chen Feng tosses and humiliates himself, his elders will always survive.

When Chen Feng opened the door, he still maintained the elegant and gentle manner at all times, not like a hooligan who drives people to death.

Di Que held his breath, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he knew he would never go back.

He stabilized his mind, strode towards Chen Feng's bedroom without turning his head, left Chen Feng on the spot and stared inexplicably.

After entering the room, Di Que consciously stripped himself naked from top to bottom, quickly lay down on the big bed, spread out in large characters, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked righteous.

Chen Feng followed him back to the bedroom, and saw Di Que's following series of actions, and the evil fire that was rising just now was inexplicably extinguished.

What is this little monkey doing?

Chen Feng stood by the door dumbfounded, watching Di Que lying on the bed with a rather heroic expression, motionless.

That ridiculous look of generosity almost made Chen Feng unable to speak.

Although it is said that his lover relationship with Di Que was obtained through trading, he never longed for the current situation with Di Que.

Counting his many lovers, which one was not brought back by him by various means?

Some are flattering, some are humiliating and patient, what route is Di Que taking?

A slap couldn't make a sound, no matter how hard he forced him, Di Que had to nod his head.

Now that Di Que is making such a fuss, it seems that he is going to rape him.

Chen Feng is not interested in the dead fish lying on the bed, and even less interested in the dead fish lying on the bed still angry.

He stared at Di Que for a long time, Di Que didn't even change his posture, Chen Feng felt powerless, and finally laughed out of anger.

It is impossible to do anything tonight, with Di Que's appearance, Chen Feng is really afraid that he will burst into laughter when he is pressed on him for a while.

He took a breath, walked to the bed and looked down at Di Que.

"What are you doing?"

Di Que waited on the bed with his eyes closed for a long time, feeling chilly all over, when he heard Chen Feng speak.

He opened one eye and glanced at Chen Feng, and said disdainfully, "Aren't you going to fuck me? I've already taken a shower. Come on!"

"Hehehe." Chen Feng really sprayed this time.

Di Que was in a hurry, sat up suddenly, and shouted at Chen Feng: "Isn't this what you want? I'm here now, please hurry up!"

Chen Feng was standing, he was lying down, Chen Feng was well-dressed, and he was naked.

Di Que also felt ashamed, and he felt very uncomfortable when confronted with such a big gap in status.

As soon as he finished shouting, Chen Feng suddenly bent down without saying a word. Although Di Que was ready, he subconsciously stepped back.

Chen Feng smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch the red mark on Di Que's forehead.

The slightly callused fingertips were dry and cold, and Di Que was taken aback for a moment, then lightly trembled.

"How did you do this?"

He couldn't notice it until Di Que sat up. Although the injury was not serious, it still felt an eyesore to appear abruptly on Di Que's flawless face.

Where did Di Que expect that Chen Feng would still be so gentle to him even today, suddenly he felt a little silly.

"...my dad smashed it." After saying this, Di Que really felt a little wronged, and even his tone subsided unconsciously.

He didn't realize that he was acting like a baby, and Chen Feng didn't have time to think about it.

Chen Feng was just stunned, with an inexplicable distress in his heart.

He sighed and straightened up: "I'll go and apply some medicine for you."

"Leave him alone." Di Que reached out and grabbed Chen Feng's hand: "Let's do it!"

Chen Feng's wolf blood couldn't help boiling again, Di Que was no longer as blunt as when he first entered the door.

A little bit coquettish, a little delicate look is indescribably tasteful, he even held his hand to invite him, even a man can't stand it.

but……

Chen Feng smiled, but still pulled out his hand.

Soon, Chen Feng came in again with the medicine box, held up Di Que's face and applied the medicine carefully, his hands were still very gentle.

Di Que let Chen Feng apply the medicine in a daze, keeping his eyes on Chen Feng's face.

After taking the medicine, Di Que thought it was time to get down to business. He took a deep breath, but saw Chen Feng turn around and find out the pajamas he once wore at his house, and laid them on the bed for him in a neat way. head.

Di Que was taken aback, only to hear Chen Feng say: "Go to rest early, I have to see An Ran tomorrow, hold a press conference, I have to be busy with a lot of things."

"what?"

Before Di Que had time to speak, Chen Feng bumped into the door and went out.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, Di Que finally exploded powerfully against the empty room.

Ahhh!Chen Feng, you crazy!What the hell are you thinking!

Di Que was so angry that he wanted to jump on the bed.

Threatening him for nothing, threatening him for nothing, and then refusing to eat it when he brought it to his mouth, causing the fighting spirit he had accumulated in vain to be stuck in his chest like this, it's really his uncle!

Why did it look like he was relying on Chen Feng?Is this still reasonable?

Di Que wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, sitting up on the bed for a while, lying down for a while, tossing and turning, unable to swallow the breath.

Damn Chen Feng, did he treat him like a monkey?

Is it so interesting to see his tangled one-man show as a joke?

Di Que's heart turned so hard that he couldn't sleep all night, and he couldn't figure out what Chen Feng was thinking.

He was sitting in Chen Feng's car now, and the press conference was over, but Chen Feng still didn't mention the transaction. He was really like Di Que, and it was really uncomfortable.

Hearing Di Que's roar, Chen Feng didn't lose his temper, and laughed to embarrass him as usual: "I let you stay with me for three months as a lover, not as a bed partner. Between lovers, there are many things to do besides going to bed. Don’t make yourself look like you want more than you want.”

"Hmph, pretentious!" Di Que spat and turned his head away.

What is the difference between a lover and a bed partner, why hasn't he noticed it?Sure enough, people with good minds have a lot of gossip.

Anyway, Uncle Chen is the patron, so just listen to him.

If he doesn't get on with him, he'll take advantage of him instead, that's even better!

Chen Feng smiled, and his eyes briefly stayed on Di Que's graceful neck curve for a while.

It was indeed Di Que's body that he had his eyes on at first, but he suddenly felt that it was not worth it.

In three months, he will also take Di Que's heart into his hands.

Because this guy's heart is far more interesting than his body.