Little slag run

Di Que was still in a daze standing in front of the gate of the Wimberston Hotel.

Sure enough, impulsiveness is the devil, and he actually sent it to the door on his own initiative...

Although he has already made an agreement with Chen Feng for three chapters, he is not afraid of him suddenly making a move on him, but Di Que has not yet made up his mind on what attitude to face him.

Chen Feng was chatting with the lobby manager in the lobby, when he saw Di Que coming in, he smiled and waved, and walked to Di Que.

"coming?"

Di Que nodded, feeling that there was something strange about Chen Feng today, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"Have you had your hair cut?" Di Que finally noticed the difference in Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was pressing the elevator, turned around and looked in a good mood.

"Well, after repairing it, you can see it? Does it look younger now than before?"

Di Que's face became hot, and he raised his eyebrows and snorted, noncommittal.

Chen Feng took Di Que to get the keys at the service desk to change clothes, but no one saw the huge changing room.

Di Que was startled, the strange feeling disappeared in a flash, and he found a corner with his back to Chen Feng and began to undress.

After taking off his shirt, Di Que was like a light on his back. He always felt that Chen Feng's hot eyes were on him behind him, and he couldn't take off his pants no matter what.

He turned his head and took a sneak peek at Chen Feng, and found that Chen Feng was standing beside a cabinet putting things into it, without looking at him at all.

Is he overthinking?Di Que pursed his lips, let go of his mind and turned around to continue changing clothes.

Di Que moved slowly, Chen Feng put his hands on the side of the door, turned his face away and let his eyes glide over Di Que's curved back, extending downward and finally being stopped under the tightly wrapped swimming trunks.

He raised the corner of his mouth and closed the cabinet door.

Di Que would take the initiative to ask him out so soon, he really didn't expect it, so happy, he even ran to cut his hair, trying to change his mood.

Unexpectedly, he would have such a naive day, Chen Feng had to lament that the world is unpredictable.

Di Que was unavoidably flustered, and he was also clumsy in changing his clothes. When he was fully armed, Chen Feng had already packed up and stood aside with his hands in his hands, smiling at him.

Di Que's expression of suppressed laughter naturally made Di Que very unhappy, so he didn't shake Chen Feng, and strode into the swimming pool by himself first.

The spacious swimming pool was unexpectedly silent, the rays of the setting sun shone in, and the shining water was sparkling.

Di Que was stunned in surprise, and looked back in disbelief at Chen Feng who followed immediately.

"...Why is there no one?" It took Di Que a long time to find his language, and he pointed to the empty space and asked stutteringly.

Chen Feng smiled calmly, and sat down by the pool: "Isn't that good? Just say that the water source of the pool is maintained today, so that you can swim without restriction and to your heart's content?"

Di Que stared at him suspiciously for a long time before starting to make preparations by the pool.

Not everyone has the opportunity to rent the swimming pool of the Wimberston Hotel. While Di Que was excited, he also faintly felt something was wrong.

Chen Feng seemed to have noticed the strangeness of Di Que's silence, so he smiled as if he had guessed his mind: "Or...do you think it will be particularly stressful to be alone with me like this now?"

Most people would not be fooled by such a common aggressive method, but Di Que was obviously not an ordinary person, so he was immediately set on fire.

"Fart! You don't need to use words to provoke me, what pressure can there be when getting along with you, stop treating yourself like an onion!"

Chen Feng laughed out loud, watching Di Que jump smoothly into the water and swim far away.

Di Que stretched his limbs among the blue waves, his vigorous figure fully opened.

He swam fast and slow, walked freely and flexibly in the water, and kept changing his swimming style. He had a great time playing alone.

Chen Feng sat on the bank and watched, unconsciously fascinated.

Di Que's body is well-proportioned and slender, and his legs are stretched straight when kicking the water. Although he is not considered a muscular and handsome man, his proportions are exactly what Chen Feng likes most.

There were no crowds in the whole swimming pool, and the water quality was clear. After swimming back and forth for a few times, Di Que felt that his mood was lifted, and he couldn't feel happy enough.

"Hey, why don't you come down?" Di Que swam to Chen Feng, grabbed the edge of the pool, took off his swimming goggles and looked up at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng lowered his head and looked at Di Que from this angle. His jet-black hair, jet-black eyes, graceful neck, and stretched shoulders were hit by water drops, like a mermaid that just dived out of the water, with a touch of sex appeal. A little bit cute, it makes people want to kiss immediately.

"You swim, I'll just watch." Chen Feng pointed to the opposite bank, signaling Di Que to continue.

The appearance of the little thing splashing in the water is really eye-catching, but fortunately, it was decided to empty the pool temporarily today, otherwise this kid would have been watched by many people.

Di Que was quite dissatisfied with Chen Feng's answer, and frowned and pushed Chen Feng away.

"See what I mean by swimming, come down, let's have a game."

Although it is very pleasant to swim in the water without interruption, it will become boring after a long time.

Di Que thought inexplicably, the purpose of asking someone to swim is to have a companion and add some fun. If you don't swim, why should I ask you out?

"No, you go swimming." Chen Feng rejected Di Que again.

Di Que really didn't understand this time, he squinted at Chen Feng, dived back into the water, and paddled slowly along the bottom of the pool.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he jumped out of the water, kicked the water over, and splashed a large amount of water.

"Hey, I said you can't be a landlubber, right?" Di Que laughed happily, and finally caught something to laugh at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's expression turned ugly in an instant, and Di Que was even more delighted to see it.

It was rare for him to see Chen Feng deflated, it was comparable to the joy from the bottom of his heart when his father praised him.

Di Que's smile was so cheerful that someone like Chen Feng, who maintained a confident demeanor at all times, couldn't hold back his face.

"It's not that I can't swim, I just don't want to swim."

Di Que was so beautiful, he stepped on the water and dangled around Chen Feng, and said with a smile: "Could it be that you are inconvenient for a few days every month? Do you still want to swim?"

"..." Chen Feng gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"I didn't expect our President Chen to be afraid of water. It's really big news, haha..." Di Que was paddling while laughing, and he swam far away after a while.

Chen Feng seemed to be able to hear Di Que's laughter on the other side, so he rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, suddenly feeling that his decision today was extremely wrong.

It was true that he was not good at swimming.

I don't know if it's because he grew up in an inland city, but Chen Feng has a natural fear of water, and he has never been interested in learning it.

In the end, I also hired a personal trainer for the sake of communication, and barely learned the general idea, that is, I can't drown, and I can't get along with him in terms of aesthetics.

He is a person who pays great attention to his personal image, and he usually does a good job of maintaining his fitness. Therefore, he is nearly forty years old, and his figure is still remarkable, not inferior to young people in their 30s and [-]s.

He usually goes to places with water such as the seaside just to show off his good figure. Generally speaking, he will not be asked to go into the water, and he himself will never take the initiative to go there.

Chen Feng was worrying about his poor water skills, Di Que came back and touched his leg.

"Hey, come and have a look, if not, I can teach you."

Di Que smiled cheerfully. Although Chen Feng wanted to go into the water, when he thought of being taught by Di Que, he felt a weird sense of putting the cart before the horse, and couldn't make up his mind.

Seeing that Chen Feng didn't move, Di Que got a little impatient.

"Why are you a mother-in-law? Is it so scary for a big man to get into the water?"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, the little thing can't use aggressive tactics with him?

"Compared to swimming in the water, I think it's more fun to watch you swim from the shore."

Di Que was startled, and then his face flushed a little, only then did he realize that it had already become a space for the two of them to be alone.

Chen Feng has a solid figure and well-defined muscles, but he is not too ferocious, with the mature charm that Di Que envied most.

Di Que and Chen Feng looked at each other, and suddenly the ambiguous air flow diffused in the refreshing water vapor again, making Di Que feel like the water around him was about to boil.

He couldn't help snorting angrily to hide his distracted thoughts: "I don't even dare to go into the water, I still have time to tease me! You bastard!"

Chen Feng didn't dare to go into the water, so he simply threw away Mr. Perfect's coat, and focused on molesting Di Que: "I'm really not good at swimming. If you want me to venture into the water to accompany you, you must reward me."

"Reward?" Di Que was taken aback, and immediately realized that his face turned red.

Reward your uncle...

Of course Di Que knew what kind of reward Chen Feng was referring to, but it was not worthwhile to make such a big sacrifice just to see Chen Feng make a fool of himself.

He rolled his eyes at Chen Feng, ignoring him tossing in the water alone.

It's just that he was obviously absent-minded at this time. When floating underwater, he always felt that Chen Feng's eyes were focused on himself. The cold water temperature could not lower his body temperature, and he gradually felt hot all over.

The scenes of entanglement with Chen Feng's limbs came into his mind again, and Di Que showed his eyes from the water, and suddenly he had a bold idea.

Since Chen Feng is not good at water, he is not as comfortable in the water as he is, so the initiative is in his hands, isn't it?

This is simply a golden opportunity waiting for him to run Chen Feng!

Thinking of this, Di Que suddenly became excited, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

He swam to Chen Feng's side two times, and encouraged him again and again: "Come on down, I'm not going to swim alone."

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, unmoved at all.

Di Que smiled with the corner of his mouth turned up. He plunged into the water and rolled around in the water. Suddenly, a pair of swimming trunks with water was thrown out of the water and landed beside Chen Feng with a "slap".

Chen Feng stared blankly at the thin piece, his lower body tightened suddenly, and the nosebleed almost didn't come out directly.

At this moment Di Que popped up, wiped the water off his face, smiled brightly at Chen Feng, then turned over and swam to the opposite bank.

Chen Feng was completely stunned, and immediately set up a small tent.

The hasty glance before Di Que turned his head just now was deeply engraved in his mind, as if it contained endless provocative hints, so enchanting that it made the blood rush.

Di Que walked through the water naked, and Chen Feng stood up from the bank, staring blankly at the agile figure in the water.

He couldn't help short of breath, his eyes could no longer accommodate other things, only the two balls of white meat and straight long legs were shaking brightly in front of his eyes.

Knowing that Di Que intended to seduce him into the water, Chen Feng still couldn't restrain his impulse.

Romantic thoughts surged up in an instant, as if it was in line with the old saying "If you die under a peony flower, you will be a ghost if you are a ghost".

Di Que swam to the other side in a blink of an eye, raised his body and looked at him half provocatively and half seductively.

Chen Feng's eyes were full of the shadow of that evildoer, silently and slowly took off the only cover on his body, and plunged into the water.