Little slag run

Chen Feng made up his mind, moved back, patted his thigh, and smiled at Di Que: "Come, come and sit here."

Di Que's hands stopped when he was about to pick up vegetables, he looked at Chen Feng in disbelief, wondering if he had misunderstood.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry, and repeated it again, motioning for Di Que to sit in his arms.

Although Di Que felt that Chen Feng was very scary at the moment, he was still angry, his eyes widened, and he said unhappily, "I'm not a woman."

Chen Feng smiled and insisted: "I don't like women. Be good, don't make me say it a second time."

Di Que was dumbfounded, and wanted to run away, but Chen Feng's eyes on him almost pierced him, making him unable to move at all.

He sat there in a stalemate for a long time, and finally got up slowly, and sat beside Chen Feng, still some distance away from him.

Chen Feng continued to look at him with a smile, without moving or speaking.

Di Que watched him for a long time, seeing that Chen Feng had no intention of giving up at all, so he could only take a deep breath, and moved into Chen Feng's arms slowly.

Chen Feng finally showed a triumphant smile, locked him into his arms, hugged him tightly, and leaned against Di Que's neck to sniff deeply.

"Do you know that you are like this now, exuding a strong temptation to me..." Chen Feng murmured intoxicated.

Di Que trembled slightly when he heard this, his body stiffened and he dodged to the other side.

Such Chen Feng made him very uncomfortable, as if he was a doll manipulated by him.

"Don't move." Chen Feng squeezed Di Que back into his arms immediately: "You are really suitable for wearing a bathrobe. You are so beautiful. Next time, show me the red one, okay?"

Chen Feng's lips touched the back of Di Que's ear, and the hot air was blowing slightly, making Di Que tremble.

Di Que closed his eyes tightly, bit his lower lip and endured Chen Feng's slow and painful kiss, and said stiffly: "Fuck you!"

Chen Feng chuckled, his breath vibrated near Di Que's neck, and suddenly his neck was stabbed, it was Chen Feng who bit him as punishment.

"Ah!" Di Que struggled reflexively, and was locked in Chen Feng's arms, making it difficult to move.

After earning a few strokes, Di Que broke out in sweat. The bathrobe was sticky to his body and was rubbed by Chen Feng's big hand, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't be like this..." Di Que couldn't think about it, and finally turned his head away, giving in to his words.

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng really let go of him, but Di Que was taken aback, surrounded by cold air, and trembled slightly again.

He watched inexplicably as Chen Feng picked up a plum and handed it to his mouth with a smile, his face flushed suddenly.

"What are you doing?" Di Que frowned.

How old are you, and you still play games like feeding each other?

"You don't want me to kiss you, and you don't want to eat, so what do you want to do?" Chen Feng teased Di Que.

"..." Di Que gritted his teeth angrily, but he still didn't dare to slap the table and leave.

Chen Feng looked at him so hot that he had no choice but to turn his face away and said, "Whatever you want, just hurry up and don't treat me like a monkey!"

"Oh? I can do whatever I want?" Chen Feng pressed over again, looking at Di Que's face playfully.

He slowly turned Di Que's face, the burning eyes and plump red lips were all seductive to him, he approached slowly, and touched Di Que's lips.

Di Que trembled slightly, and Chen Feng grabbed the back of his head, pried open his lips and teeth and gradually deepened, as if to suck him up bit by bit.

"Hmm..." Di Que had already leaned back into an unbalanced posture, and hurriedly grabbed Chen Feng's collar to prevent him from falling.

Chen Feng kissed extremely slowly, trying his best to provocate, and within a while, Di Que was gasping for breath.

The experience of two people kissing several times is hot and intense, and never has it been as painful as it is now.

This was Di Que's first slow kiss experience, and for some reason, he felt extremely ashamed, and passively endured it, his hands and feet were so stiff that he had nowhere to put it.

While kissing slowly, Chen Feng stretched his hand into Di Que's bathrobe, and slowly moved up from the inner thigh, fondling gently.

"Well, no..." Di Que grabbed Chen Feng's upward hand, but did not stop him with any force, and let Chen Feng retreat the only covering in his bathrobe.

Di Que was gnashing his teeth thinking that he must be crazy to be so obedient, so Chen Feng fit him and threw him on the tatami.

Chen Feng pressed his whole body up, and without taking off Di Que's bathrobe, he just pulled the belt away with one hand, and then leaned over to suck and kiss Di Que's neck and chest.

Di Que just lay there submissively, Ren Chenfeng worshiped his body.

Chen Feng stretched his hand below him, and Di Que subconsciously curled up his legs, but Chen Feng opened his knees and squeezed in.

Di Que clenched his lips and turned his face away, his breathing became short and urgent.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry to attack, but like treating a fragile object, feather-like kisses fell on his whole body, and his hands kept moving, slowly and gently opening up the territory.

"..." Di Que suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and he was shocked.

It turned out that Chen Feng didn't know what kind of sauce was on his hands to lubricate it temporarily.

Di Que gritted his teeth, he couldn't bear Chen Feng's serious obscenity like treating him like a toy, he felt his whole body was burning up, and something was about to burst out of his eye sockets.

Chen Feng was obsessed with admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him. The purple bathrobe half-hidden the infinite spring, Di Que's face was almost ripe, and his neck was also dyed a thin red.

He leaned down again, kissed Di Que's collarbone again, and helped him print some cherry blossoms on the parts other than the bathrobe.

Di Que was tortured by Chen Feng to the point that he had already felt it, but he himself was caught and molested by another man in a fully awake state, which could not be regarded as an enjoyable experience anyway.

He couldn't even control the tears gushing out. When his eyes were so hot that he couldn't hold on any longer, Di Que raised his arms to cover his face.

Chen Feng grabbed his hand cruelly, pushed it aside vigorously, panted and sighed: "Don't block, let me see your expression..."

Di Que's shameful tears flowed down involuntarily, ran across his cheeks, and fell on the tatami, leaving a small mark.

This bastard didn't even want to give him the last bit of dignity.

There is no man who doesn't like the stimulation of tears. Chen Feng stroked Di Que's face, wiped away his tears, and lifted his two legs...

Di Que trembled slightly, feeling Chen Feng's slow-paced possession. His fingers really wanted to grab something, but there was only the rough touch of tatami.

In the end, he had no choice but to hold Chen Feng's waist with both hands, in order to get rid of the panic that he couldn't reach the shore.

He breathed thirstily like a dying fish, feeling the colorful lights flickering in front of his eyes.

Not sleeping or eating much, coupled with the long-term grueling affair, made Di Que so weak that he could hardly make any unnecessary reactions.

Chen Feng pulled Di Que's body and changed his posture. The beautiful bathrobe hung messily on his back was very attractive.

He bit Di Que's ear and gently coaxed him: "Why don't you make a sound? I like to hear your voice."

Di Que's heart tightened, and he was so sad that he wanted to pass out.

He had never experienced such a long and will-testing process. His whole body was already drenched in sweat, his bathrobe was wet, and the tatami mat under his body was also wet.

During the whole process, Chen Feng was gentle and gentle to an unprecedented and unbelievable level, as if to let him remember the touch of every part of his body.

But it was just like this that Di Que felt terrible. The feeling of being completely passively manipulated by others was simply a kind of deathly sadness, and the tenderness of feelings without interaction was just a kind of perverted play.

"Hurry up, please..." Di Que half-kneeled on the ground, his face buried between his arms.

"Say it again." Chen Feng continued to coax him, and Di Que's heart and blood vessels almost burst into pain.

"Please, hurry up, hurry up." Di Que's voice was completely crying, and Chen Feng kissed his back, fulfilling his wish.

Di Que didn't know how long it took before Chen Feng ended this almost punishment game.

He was limp on the floor and still trembling involuntarily, while Chen Feng was stroking his back contentedly, stroking him while sipping sake, as if he was an obedient house cat at his feet.

"Damn..." Di Que gritted his teeth.

What the hell is he thinking?Why can you tolerate this bastard doing such disgusting things to him?

Di Que was so sick that he almost wanted to hit his head on the floor, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't bear it, those snake-like touch just now seemed like the biggest stain in his life, the dirt made him want to die.

He worked up a little strength to get up, put on his bathrobe and walked into the locker room.

Chen Feng was taken aback by his behavior, he just stared at him changing his clothes, but didn't stand up to stop him.

Di Que changed back into his clothes and walked out, leaning against the wall, staring at Chen Feng with a pale face.

He couldn't bear it anymore, even if he crossed the river and demolished the bridge, or didn't keep his promise, he couldn't maintain this deal with Chen Feng.

"I..." Only then did Di Que realize that his voice was too hoarse to speak. He coughed twice and cleared his throat.

"I'm going to go back on my word, I can't go on with this deal with you." Di Que smiled bleakly.

Chen Feng's expression changed immediately. He stood up and asked in a deep voice, "Why? Do you know the consequences of your repentance?"

"Hehe." Di Que laughed, and his eyes became hot again: "Do whatever you want, I just can't fucking stand you playing with me like this..."

Chen Feng choked for a while, and then said angrily: "Why did I play with you?"

"How do you want to play with me?" Di Que was also anxious, and yelled loudly: "Anyway, I've had enough, I'm quitting! There are so many beautiful boys in the world you can choose, why do you insist on pestering me?" Why don't you let me play? I really need An Ran's movie, but I just can't stand you torturing me like this!"

Di Que burst into tears, he took a breath, raised his hand to wipe it, and continued: "If you want money, I can give it to you, and if you want a man, I can help you find it. B&D has plenty of starlets, and you just want them." Meng Fan, my mother can get it for you, too?"

When Chen Feng heard Meng Fan's anger, he turned around and slammed the wall board and shouted, "This was originally a deal between the two of us, what does it have to do with Meng Fan?"

Di Que shuddered from Chen Feng's sudden rage, and knew how despicable he was when he involved Meng Fan.

But he can't take care of so much now, as long as he can get rid of Chen Feng's demon, he is willing to do anything.

"Isn't Meng Fan the person you really like? If it's not Meng Fan, everyone is the same, right?"

After Di Que finished speaking, he felt overwhelming despair overwhelmed him.

In Chen Feng's eyes, he is just a passer-by for three months. Since he has no value, why bother to hold on to him so hard?

Chen Feng suddenly became quiet, and his face became extremely ugly.

During this period of time, he hadn't thought about Meng Fan at all. At this moment, Di Que suddenly picked him up, almost breaking his heart and lungs.

That's not the case... It doesn't matter if he wants Di Que and anyone else...

But when it came to Meng Fan, Chen Feng couldn't remove that shadow from his heart.

The way Di Que cried miserably made him feel that he treated Di Que too much, but he treated every lover like this, why should he be special to him alone?Isn't he good enough for him?

Bear with him, tolerate him, and treat him tenderly, it was he who first looked at other women during the time he was his lover.

Chen Feng looked at him with a cold face, but Di Que just smiled at him ironically.

"Did I hit the mark? Since I'm just your plaything for three months, just treat it as me begging you, can't you change the game with me..."

Chen Feng looked at Di Que and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Di Que staggered open the door and walked away, but Chen Feng still stood still.

Suddenly he laughed, feeling a little desolate in his heart.

Even if I am willing to trade with you for the rest of my life, you must agree to it.