Little slag run

Two big men were squeezed into the unusually small confined space, and it was so crowded that a fly couldn't fly in.

Di Que was pressed against the back by Chen Feng's hot body, and he had almost no room to turn around, so he could only stand there stiffly, holding his hands on the wall to prevent being squeezed onto the toilet by Chen Feng.

"What are you doing!" Di Que couldn't help shouting angrily.

This old guy is doing things more and more according to his own temper!

On the premise that he didn't even say hello, the fact that he bought a ticket and boarded with him on his own initiative made him extremely upset, not to mention the situation of following him to the bathroom.

"Hush...it's not good to be heard by people outside if you make too much noise." Chen Feng's moist and hot breath was close to his ears, and he was full of smiles.

Di Que's neck was itchy from Chen Feng, subconsciously a layer of goosebumps appeared.

He was stuck behind Chen Feng himself, and while Chen Feng was speaking, his arms wrapped around his waist, forming a very ambiguous posture.

Di Que's legs were in front of the toilet, and Chen Feng squeezed behind him. In order to maintain his balance, Di Que had to spread his legs apart and stuck them on both sides of the toilet, so that he could stand on a larger place.

Di Que was instantly annoyed by the indecent posture of the two of them sticking close to each other.

Why did he make such a picture that looked like he was being raped?

"Let go of me and get out quickly." He lowered his voice and warned Chen Feng not to act rashly.

"Are you angry with me? Why?" Chen Feng put his arms around his waist, almost putting all his weight on Di Que.

Di Que gritted his teeth, and had to lean forward a little more, his butt pressed against Chen Feng's key parts.

"Smelly rascal, do you need a reason to be angry? Get the fuck out of me and do your own thing in K City!" Di Que wanted to break free from this awkward bondage, but was struggling in a space full of obstacles. It was really difficult to move inside, so he could only intimidate Chen Feng with words.

How much effect can a warning that is just spoken in a low voice really play?

Chen Feng just snorted, but his actions became more reckless. He rubbed his waist with his big hands, gently reached into his jacket, and pulled up the shirt that Di Que stuffed in his trousers.

Di Que specially took off his suit today and put on casual clothes and pants, with a checked shirt tied at his waist, revealing a brand-name shiny belt, and a pure white casual shirt outside, looking young and energetic with delicate features.

Chen Feng seldom sees Di Que dressed casually, so it is inevitable that he will be a little surprised.

It's just that when he thought of his clothes flying around like a butterfly but not around him, the desire for exclusiveness that had been suppressed in his heart began to emerge again.

"That's not okay. I left my job here for you. I won't leave you for two days." Chen Feng hugged the person in front of him tightly, inhaling his scent deeply, as if obsessed .

Di Que's perfume has changed again, this time it is more intense, mixed with floral and frankincense, bold enough to seduce the soul.

What a restless person the little thing is. It was not the first day for Chen Feng to learn, but at this moment he suddenly developed a strange emotion, panic.

As if he would be lost in the next moment, Chen Feng felt empty for the first time.

He never knew what reason Di Que climbed onto his bed, was it fresh and exciting, or was he forced to do nothing?

According to Di Que's temperament, it is still unknown how long the novelty towards him will last.

What Chen Feng can be sure of is that Di Que's thoughts are not the same as his, and it's not an intimacy derived from true love.

In panic, he wanted to quickly withdraw the emotion that was poured into Di Que, so that he might not be hurt when Di Que's feelings were exhausted.

However, Chen Feng knew it was too late, his fate had already been reversed, and it was held in Di Que's hands, allowing him to decide life and death.

Fortunately, Di Que didn't know this, and Chen Feng certainly wouldn't let him know.

The thing he wanted to grab desperately was close in front of him, but the feeling that he couldn't use his strength made Chen Feng restless. He buried his head in Di Que's shoulder, and bit it hard.

"Ah! You're fucking sick!" Di Que's eyes darkened in pain, and tears were about to burst out.

He was hot and uncomfortable from Chen Feng's hug, and he kept saying overbearing and unreasonable words.

Di Que thought that he was invincible in playing hooligans, and now he could only admit defeat in front of Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's behavior today was not as usual, it seemed that he had suddenly changed into another person, and he would say such childish and willful words.

He really didn't know how to get rid of the weird situation in front of him, so he had to suppress his temper and give in temporarily.

"It's not that I don't want you to follow me. Shang Shiyao is also in City K. Didn't you have an affair with him?" Di Que said kindly, hoping that Chen Feng would let him go before he could reason.

Follow me if you have the ability, and let Shang Shiyao beat you up again when you get to K City!

"Shang Shiyao is also together?" Chen Feng didn't hear the name, but he felt even more irritable when he heard it.

It's obviously just an uncle, and it's good to do what an uncle should do. I'm not satisfied with Meng Fan, and I still want to pester his people.

Chen Feng's desire for monopoly has reached the critical edge of perversion, and he himself realized that his thoughts were being pushed to extremes by Di Que, so he was even more eager to prove that Di Que only belonged to him.

Di Que really wanted to get angry.

Chen Feng was talking too much. Hearing that tone, it was hard to listen to it.

Does his social circle have anything to do with him?Why do you have to interrogate him like everyone else?

He was about to argue with Chen Feng, but Chen Feng's hand stuck into his pants.

Di Que was shocked, and quickly held Chen Feng's hand to stop him from diving further.

"Are you fucking crazy? This is on a plane!" No matter how romantic Di Que was, he had never done such a thing in public. His heart was pounding, and he gradually became short of breath.

Chen Feng kissed the back of his ear, his breathing showed his eagerness.He ignored Di Que's obstruction, and continued to descend arrogantly.

"I don't want to wait anymore, you belong to me alone." Chen Feng felt his heart was about to burst.

If you can't get his heart right away, you can only temporarily use his body to fill this sick feeling of emptiness.

Di Que also became hot, but Chen Feng's exclusive declaration still made him feel very uncomfortable.

He wanted to say that he was not his, that he was a free individual, but his whole being was now in Chen Feng's hands, and that ridiculous self-esteem flew further and further away.

Chen Feng wrapped his dry hands around him, and Di Que wanted to struggle again, so he pretended to whisper, "Don't, let go..."

It's just that his hand was covering Chen Feng's, but he didn't pull him away forcefully, and let him start to move.

The two bodies fit tightly together, there was no extra space around, and the remaining air seemed to become thinner and tense.

Di Que panted heavily with his mouth wide open, the sweat on his back had already soaked through his clothes, being squeezed by Chen Feng, sticking to his body.

The fuselage flies smoothly in the air, but occasionally shakes up and down, which aggravates Di Que's dizziness, and experiences the ultimate pleasure between weightlessness and overweight ups and downs.

"Hmm..." Di Que let out a faint moan uncontrollably, his footsteps became more and more vain, and his hand holding the wall lost strength.

If it wasn't for Chen Feng still holding his waist tightly, he would probably kneel on the toilet.

"You are mine, did you hear that?" Chen Feng domineeringly repeated the spell in Di Que's ear, biting out blooming roses on his neck deeply and shallowly.

Di Que didn't have the energy to fight against Chen Feng verbally at this time, his mind was full of gold stars, and what Chen Feng said could not be heard at all.

He just hummed dissatisfied with his nose, and firmly grasped Chen Feng's wrist, implying that he would end this torture as soon as possible and set him free.

He didn't see Chen Feng's deep eyes behind him, and he was blindly indulging in the pleasure of constantly piling up.

Chen Feng also understood that Di Que should not be pushed too hard, so he swallowed back the questions that came to his lips.

The complicated relationship between Di Que, monk Shiyao and Meng Fan will gradually smooth out. As long as he is by his side, the situation will not continue to develop.

He sped up his movements with one hand, and teased Di Que's sensitive points with the other, sending Di Que to the peak.

Di Que lost his mind for a moment, and when he regained his sanity, he had already snuggled into Chen Feng's arms.

Chen Feng leaned his back against the door, chuckled softly, reached out and took out the toilet paper from one side to clean up for Di Que.

"A lot..." Chen Feng couldn't help teasing, which made Di Que blush with anger.

Chen Feng couldn't see his expression clearly, but from his red earlobe, he could fully imagine Di Que's cute and naive appearance at the moment.

He bit the small and lovely earlobe again, in exchange for Di Que's shock.

"That's enough." Di Que said guiltily, obviously feeling that his buttocks were firmly pressed against him.

Impossible to do here...

Di Que observed the four walls that were almost clinging to him, and only this thought remained in his mind.

He inexplicably thought of several extremely difficult poses, and his legs immediately went limp.

He will definitely die!

"Well... let's go out quickly. Someone outside should be waiting." Di Que wanted to get out of Chen Feng's arms, but his legs gave way, and he fell back instead, which aroused Chen Feng even more.

"There will be no one, just let them wait." Chen Feng continued to whisper the temptation in his ear, without any intention of letting go of him.

"No, really not." Di Que was in a hurry, and slapped off Chen Feng's wolf claws that were still attached to him.

Chen Feng seemed to be particularly fond of this kind of flirting, so he continued to scare Di Que and said, "I haven't tried to do a full set on the plane, don't you want to experience it?"

"Feel your uncle!" Di Que swears, he still wants to save this little life to feel more on the bed!