Little slag run

After Di Que entered the room, he went straight to the bathroom and left Meng Fan alone in the room.

Meng Fan walked around the room, but there was nothing to do, so he pondered for a while, took the room card, opened the door and went out.

When Di Que heard the sound of closing the door, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He didn't want to think about why Meng Fan knew about his relationship with Chen Feng, he just wanted to be like a tortoise huddled in its shell, not seeing anyone for a while.

As the hot water slid over his body, Di Que felt tired all over his body, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up.

The mood of wanting to take a good wash was gone, so Di Que hurriedly rushed to his body, put on his bathrobe and fell on the bed.

Drowsy, Di Que seemed to feel that Chen Feng was pressing on him again, touching his body.

He frowned and tried to break free from this nightmare, but he couldn't even scream or move.

When he was terrified and at a loss, someone suddenly pushed him vigorously and pulled him out of the confinement of the Lost Realm.

"Are you asleep?" Meng Fan pushed Di Que, and was a little embarrassed to see Di Que sitting up abruptly, looking dazed.

He poured a glass of water and handed it to Di Que, and there were two small pills in the other palm.

"Take the medicine before going to sleep, you have a low fever."

Di Que glanced at Meng Fan, obviously not recovered from the brink of fear, nor had any ability to think, so he honestly took the medicine in Meng Fan's hand and drank all the water in the glass.

When Meng Fan took the cup and put it away, Di Que woke up and wondered, "What did you just give me?"

Meng Fan stared at him speechlessly, really not knowing how to communicate with this young master.

"You just take it if you don't know what it is? Poison." Meng Fan rolled his eyes, took out a tube of medicine from his pocket, and stuffed it for him.

Di Que also knew that Meng Fan and his acquaintances were not forgiving, so he stuck out his tongue, believing that the food would not kill anyone.

He stretched out his hand to take the tube of medicine, read the foreign text explaining that it was all Yishui, frowned, and asked Meng Fan, "What is this?"

With a belly-colored face, Meng Fan said quickly: "I guess you have a low fever because of inflammation, and you will feel better if you apply it yourself later."

Di Que stared at him for a long time, and then suddenly realized that Meng Fan was referring to the wound on his back, and his whole body burned up, his nervous heart pounding.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Di Que quickly threw the tube of medicine, like holding a piece of hot potato.

Meng Fan frowned and said nothing, Di Que followed Meng Fan's eyes and looked down, only to find that he was wearing a bathrobe, revealing a large chest full of traces of passion, it was difficult to pretend to be stupid.

He deliberately made up a lie, saying that he stayed with a woman, but suddenly felt bored, so he simply pouted and admitted.

"Chen Feng told you about the two of us?"

Meng Fan shook his head: "No, I guessed."

Guess?The corner of Di Que's mouth twitched, instantly regretting why he did it before forcing him to confess.

"Didn't we meet once in the gym before? That day I discovered that the relationship between the two of you is unusual."

Di Que was surprised, trying to think back, he didn't think he and Chen Feng did anything out of the ordinary that day.

"Although I don't know what you think, I can tell that Brother Feng likes you." Meng Fan smiled, bent down to pick up the thrown ointment, and handed it to Di Que again.

"... likes me?" Di Que's heart tightened, and he suddenly sneered: "It's you he likes, right?"

"You should know that Brother Feng and I have nothing to do. He did chase me before, but now he has chosen you." When Meng Fan was mentioned about his ambiguous relationship with Chen Feng, he immediately became nervous. Que explained.

"Although I don't know why you guys are arguing, and it's not easy to express any opinions, but Brother Feng is serious about you, so if you really have any misunderstanding, it's better to talk about it."

Di Que looked at Meng Fan and just sneered, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

If Meng Fan knew how Chen Feng treated him, he wouldn't say such things again.

"How do you know he's serious about me? Chen Feng is famous for changing his lovers quickly, and he and I are just in love for a while." Di Que didn't want to discuss with Meng Fan anymore, so he simply turned his back on Meng Fan Lie down and don't move.

"I've never seen him care so much about a person... You're not playing around with him, are you?" Meng Fan worried.

Chen Feng has always been generous to previous lovers, allowing them to come and go freely, including when he said he liked him, he didn't stop him from getting in touch with Shang Shiyao, just waiting for him to change his mind.

But when Chen Feng heard that Di Que was looking for another man, didn't he rush after him nervously?This can always prove that he did not make a mistake in judgment, right?

Meng Fan wanted to continue persuading Di Que, but saw that Di Que was silent, but his breathing gradually became heavy, as if he had fallen asleep.

It was quite embarrassing for an outsider to stand here and sing a one-man show, so he sighed and left gently.

When Di Que heard Meng Fan leave, he turned over and sat up again, thinking about what Meng Fan said just now, and laughed.

As if hearing something funny, Di Que laughed more and more happily until he rolled over on the bed and burst into tears.

It turned out that what Chen Feng did to him was because he liked him and cared about his performance...

Go to his uncle!

He was thinking about Chen Feng's various evil deeds in a mess, and slowly Chen Feng's calm and gentle side emerged, fighting back and forth in opposition, and he couldn't see the unpredictable Chen Feng more clearly.

The medicine Meng Fan fed him seemed to be working, and Di Que's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he left his tired body and floated into the sky.

The next day, the sun was shining on his butt, and Di Que was still in a deep sleep, until the phone rang, and Di Que lazily took out the phone and put it to his ear.

"Di Shao, is Meng Fan by your side now?" Bi Shaoliang's serious and gloomy voice instantly drove Di Que's sleepy bug away.

Di Que shuddered and sat up.

Meng Fan?

"Not here, how could Meng Fan be with me?" Di Que was puzzled.

Bi Shaoliang was silent for a while, and continued: "Now tell me the truth, do you have any relationship with Meng Fan in private?"

Di Que was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Meng Fan was his aunt, and it would be a bit difficult for him not to have any relationship with her, but Bi Shaoliang couldn't let Bi Shaoliang know about it.

"No ah……"

"Okay, then come back right away and explain to the media why you went to the hotel with Meng Fan yesterday."

Bi Shaoliang hung up the phone in a hurry, and Di Que's brain finally started to work again under the strong stimulation.

Was he photographed last night with Meng Fan?

In fact, it's not too unusual for two big men to go to the hotel. Ordinary reporters don't like to ask questions. The bad thing is that the superstar and the boss get together. The media naturally likes to hype the news with the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry.

Meng Fan and he have always been the darlings of the paparazzi. Meng Fan has been rumored to be homosexual two years ago. As for his own criminal record, Di Que knows very consciously that no matter which star he is alone with, the paparazzi may They will all be moved by the wind.

Di Que quickly put on his clothes and called the driver to B&D.

Those paparazzi reporters and so on, with his qualifications as the gossip king, of course they are easy to deal with, but the most difficult thing to deal with is probably his little uncle.

The fire can't be contained in the paper, it is estimated that Shang Shiyao is already gearing up to beat him up...

When Di Que entered the building, he saw Meng Fan rushing in, so he called out, "Meng Fan!"

As soon as Meng Fan saw him, he raised his eyes and yelled at him: "Don't come over!", then pressed the elevator and went upstairs directly.

He originally wanted to do a good deed, but in the end not only failed to persuade the fight, but also put himself in it, which is really memorized.

He didn't make an announcement today, and his mobile phone was not turned on. If it wasn't for his habit of watching entertainment news online, he wouldn't have known that his taking Di Que to the hotel last night was secretly photographed.

Now he doesn't know how to explain the whole story of what happened.

If it were someone else, maybe the plot would not be so serious, but once the scandal object becomes his boss, Di Que, who is also known as a playboy, he immediately feels speechless, and just wants to show his innocence by bumping his head to death.

It is conceivable that Meng Fan was scolded by Bi Shaoliang. When Meng Fan could not give a reasonable explanation, Bi Shaoliang's face naturally became more gloomy.

"Do you feel that your recent exposure rate is not high enough, and your heart is itching again?"

"..." Meng Fan didn't speak.

"Why would you go to that kind of place with Di Que? Don't you know how much the paparazzi like Di Que?"

"Hey! How can you say it's my responsibility?" Obviously Meng Fan recruited more people than him.

Di Que also rushed in at this time, stared at by the two people, hehe smiled.

Bi Shaoliang closed his eyes and sighed, and announced: "Meng Fan, you don't want to make any public comments on this matter. Di Que will explain everything."

This is undoubtedly the most correct judgment. Di Que is very familiar with these things, but Meng Fan has never been able to grasp the truth and falsehood.

Meng Fan was ordered to retreat at home for three days, but Di Que was overwhelmed by the overwhelming number of phone calls, and was so annoyed for a while that he was dizzy and forgot that there was still Shang Shiyao who hadn't explained it.

"Xiaofan, what happened that night?" Shang Shiyao looked at the news report in front of him, completely disbelieving Di Que's lame excuse.

What are they just good friends? They went to the hotel just for the sake of sauna and playing ball. You can tell at a glance that it is made up. It is clearly a way of answering hooligans with reporters. Only Di Que can do it.

Meng Fan went out for more than three hours that night, thinking that anything could happen.

Meng Fan still sat there silently, not knowing how to explain to Shang Shiyao.

During the time when he went out suddenly, when he came back, the monk Shiyao said that he met his former classmate and chatted for a while. Who would have thought that it would be exposed by the media that he was actually getting together with Di Que.

Of course, Shang Shiyao didn't believe that the two had an illicit relationship. Although Di Que always had fun with Meng Fan when he had nothing to do, he definitely didn't dare poach his corner.

Naturally, Meng Fan would not betray him, since Di Que was the type of playboy he hated the most.

But how the two of them ran to the hotel together, he really couldn't guess any other reason.

"I always have the right to know the truth, right?" Shang Shiyao couldn't help but feel a little drummed when he saw that Meng Fan didn't speak.

Meng Fan was depressed. He couldn't tell the truth, and he couldn't make up a lie. In the end, he could only ask unreasonably, "What do you mean by asking? Are you doubting me?"

"I didn't mean that, but since the two of you have nothing to do, what is there to hide from me?" Shang Shiyao was also anxious.

Meng Fan stood up, took his things and left: "There is nothing to say, I just met him by chance."

Shang Shiyao stopped him, held him in his arms and beat him to death.

"Xiaofan, I beg you, please don't make me anxious? If you don't want to say it, I will really be so anxious that I won't be able to sleep..." Shang Shiyao used the underdog policy on Meng Fan.

As soon as Shang Shiyao acted like a big dog by his side, Meng Fan was a little overwhelmed, and his tone suddenly softened.

"Go ask Di Que, I can't say anything about his personal affairs."

"His private affairs? His private affairs are my private affairs. Just tell me, Di Que won't mind." Shang Shiyao saw that there was something going on, and hurriedly encouraged Meng Fan persistently.

"Ask Di Que!" Meng Fan struggled.

"I want to hear you tell me..." Shang Shiyao thought to himself, how could he tell the truth when he asked that guy?

"I can't say that." Meng Fan was puzzled.

The more Meng Fan said that, the more curiosity aroused Shang Shiyao.

He exerted all his strength to entangle Meng Fan for a day and a night, and finally Meng Fan couldn't bear it any longer.

"You swear you won't be angry?" Meng Fan worried.

"I'm just watching Di Que's business, there's nothing to be angry about." Shang Shiyao raised his hand and swore.

Meng Fan rubbed his sore head, completely brainwashed by Shang Shiyao.

Thinking about it, even though Shang Shiyao doesn't like Chen Feng, it's also because Chen Feng has never given up on him. If he knows the new relationship between Di Que and Chen Feng now, he will probably be just shocked and not angry at all. The reason is right.

His worries were odd.

Meng Fan took a deep breath, and told all he knew, only omitting the part of Di Que's low fever after the quarrel.

At first, Shang Shiyao just widened his eyes in disbelief, but after listening to everything, his whole face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his neck was thickened.

"That's their business, I'm just meddling in my own business..." Looking at Shang Shiyao's expression, Meng Fan felt uneasy.

"Damn it." Shang Shiyao stood up suddenly and ran out.

Startled, Meng Fan rushed over and hugged Shang Shiyao.

"Shang Shiyao, what are you doing? Why are you meddling with Di Que's own private affairs?"

Shang Shi Yaoqi's eyes were red, and he didn't listen to any dissuasion at all, thinking that Di Que had suffered a great loss.

"Chen Feng is a fucking old pervert. He even played with men to my nephew. Di Que is short-hearted, but I am not short-hearted. If I don't beat him to death today, my surname will not be Shang!"

Shang Shiyao broke away from Meng Fan and rushed to the door.