Little slag run

"Then you have to compensate me well when you get to K City." Chen Feng put forward the condition that he let Di Que go.

Just now Di Que was delighted to be served by Chen Feng, so he was overwhelmed by lard, and was also a little bit motivated.

Anyway, Shang Shiyao and Meng Fan are going to be alone, so it's okay for him to play with Chen Feng for two days.

"Okay, but I want to bring Meng Fan and Shang Shiyao together first, and go to my house together. After that..."

"Your home is fine, I don't pick a place." Chen Feng is very generous.

Di Que was taken aback, and hesitated, "Can you get along well with Shang Shiyao?"

"Why don't you and Shang Shiyao explain our relationship clearly?" Chen Feng really wanted to announce his ownership of Di Que to everyone immediately, and of course the little uncle who crossed the border was no exception.

"What's the relationship between us?" Di Que asked back.

"What do you think?" Chen Feng lowered his head and kissed the back of Di Que's neck, neither admitting nor refuting.

There are some words that he has to hear from Di Que to make sense.

"..." Di Que pursed his lips, and suddenly said, "It's been too long, Meng Fan should be worried."

"No matter Meng Fan, help me first."

Chen Feng grabbed Di Que's hand, and led him to stretch back into the zipper he had opened...

I have done it with Chen Feng many times, but this is the first time I have directly touched something about Chen Feng.

Although it was led by Chen Feng, Di Que was shocked by the real touch.

Chen Feng ignored Meng Fan's attitude, inexplicably making Di Que feel better.

Therefore, Di Que accepted Chen Feng's excessive request in his opinion.

Chen Feng held Di Que's hand hard, and the more rapid breathing sound sprayed on his face, Di Que's heart was beating in a daze, his face swelled like a ripe tomato, for a few seconds, Chen Feng's breath was so sexy and ecstasy that it almost made Di Que's blood boil again.

It's just that the posture behind Di Que's right hand was very awkward, and he couldn't use any strength at all. Over time, his arm became sore and numb, and the skin on his hand that was in contact with Chen Feng gradually became numb and lost his sense of touch.

"Are you ready?" Di Que felt that he had persevered to the limit, and if he went on like this, he would really cry.

Chen Feng was not satisfied, and felt that he was a little bit far from the critical point.

He leaned over and whispered, "Kiss me."

Di Que just wanted to quickly end this embarrassing thing, so he turned his face away with great effort, and kissed Chen Feng's lips cooperatively.

The balance of the two was on the verge of collapse, but the touch of lips and tongues instantly ignited their passion.

Di Que just wanted to break away the four walls that bound the two, let go of his hands and feet, threw Chen Feng down, and rolled wantonly.

Once emotional, the two people's movements became less restrained, and their arms and legs kept bumping into the surroundings, making thumping noises.

"Easy, light. Let people hear it." Di Que hummed, but he didn't intend to let go of Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's eyes were reddened by Di Que, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll kill you when I get to your house."

Excited by such words, Di Que shuddered and bit Chen Feng's tongue forcefully.

As soon as Chen Feng felt pain, he reached the extreme peak through stimulation.

He hugged Di Que tightly, panted on top of him, and calmed his arrhythmic heartbeat.

"You are so fucking awesome." Chen Feng couldn't help but swear.

Di Que stood there blankly, and then withdrew his hand after a while, not knowing where to put it.

Chen Feng handed him a piece of paper and said, "Wipe it for me."

Di Que blushed, and suddenly felt an indescribable emotion, as if the two of them were closer than ever at this moment, like accomplices who did something bad together.

After the passion faded, Chen Feng still held Di Que reluctantly and refused to let go, wishing to maintain this position until the plane landed.

The two of them got entangled just now and almost twisted into twists in the end, not to mention that there was a toilet stuck between Di Que's legs.

At this time, Di Que felt his muscles ache all over his body, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and sat down on the toilet.

"Damn it, my whole body hurts, Chen Feng, you crazy!" Di Que remembered to blame Chen Feng at this moment.

Chen Feng smiled and said innocently: "Now is not the time for you to enjoy just now."

"Enjoy the fart! Get out, and let Grandpa take a break first." Di Que sat on the toilet instead, with a funny image, but he was still invincible, and his momentum remained undiminished.

Chen Feng took another look at Di Que's beautiful buttocks, leaned down, kissed his face and reminded: "Don't forget our agreement, I'm looking forward to tonight."

Di Que gave him a sideways look, but said nothing.

Chen Feng took the heat away from him, opened the door gently and left.

Di Que was finally able to turn around, hastily locked the door, and sat limply on the toilet to regain his energy.

Chen Feng is a beast that can only be in heat anytime and anywhere. Although Di Que himself is very happy, but he always feels that if he follows Chen Feng's temperament, sooner or later, he will die in Chen Feng's hands.

He is the younger one!Di Que instantly ignited his fighting spirit.

He stood up abruptly, adjusted his clothes, and straightened his chest.

No matter what, he couldn't lose physical strength to an old man ten years older than him.

Tonight, he will win back a city and show Chen Feng!

Just as Di Que was being impassioned, he suddenly felt the urge to urinate, and then he remembered that he was here to go to the toilet!

Meng Fan couldn't help being curious when he saw that the two of them had been away for such a long time and still didn't come back.

Both of them should be in the toilet, right?What are you talking about that takes so long?Is it a fight or...

Meng Fan couldn't help but turned his head to take a look, and saw Chen Feng coming out with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Chen Feng approaching, Meng Fan quickly turned back and sat upright.

Chen Feng returned to his seat, and seeing Meng Fan moved to the window seat, he couldn't help being startled.

Meng Fan smiled at him and explained: "I like to sit by the window..."

Chen Feng smiled understandingly and sat down.

There was a seat in the middle, and Chen Feng and Meng Fan suddenly fell into an embarrassing situation speechless.

The two occasionally exchanged glances, just smiled, and then continued to look away.

Chen Feng took out a newspaper and flipped through it. Meng Fan looked out the window, and finally just leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

When Di Que packed up and came out, he saw Meng Fan sitting in his place and sleeping soundly.

"Huh?" Di Que was stunned.

Chen Feng closed the newspaper and smiled at him: "Is it so difficult for you to sit next to me?"

Di Que snorted and sat beside Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's body was still mixed with the smell of his perfume, faintly wafting through his nose, inexplicably making it difficult for Di Que to calm down.

He looked at his watch, there was still about half an hour before landing, what should he do to pass the time?

In the past, Di Que usually admired the beautiful flight attendants passing by, and if he met someone who really liked him, he might strike up a conversation with them for a long time.

Today when Chen Feng was sitting at the side, Di Que lost his mind and scratched his head in boredom for a while.

Suddenly, Chen Feng stretched out his hand silently, grabbed Di Que's hand, and entangled his fingers.

Di Que was stunned, and even hesitated for a while about whether to break away.

Chen Feng held his hand, but the other hand was still pretending to be flipping through the newspaper, and Di Que glanced at it with contempt.

The newspaper blocked other people's sight, so Di Que gently rubbed the back of Chen Feng's hand with his fingertips, with a hint of provocation.

Chen Feng tightened his fingers and squeezed Di Que's hand, like a warning.

Di Que laughed out loud, sat upright, but played with Chen Feng's fingers more gently.

Chen Feng's fingers are slender but hard, completely different from the soft and small touch of a woman, they are strong and powerful.

Chen Feng exhaled heavily, and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble, be careful playing with fire."

Di Que is not an obedient person, the more Chen Feng warns him, the more aggressive he is, seeing that no one is looking at him, he leans close to Chen Feng's ear and blows at him: "You provoked me first, right?"

Chen Feng was angry and funny, so he had no choice but to withdraw his hand while he still had reason, and sighed helplessly: "I'm afraid of you."

Seeing Chen Feng withdrawing his hand, Di Que felt a little resentful, and seeing that he had nothing else to do, he turned to talk to Meng Fan.

"Meng Fan, are you asleep?"

Meng Fan opened his eyes a little, waiting for Di Que to speak.

"Talk with me, where did you buy these pants?"

Meng Fan glanced at him inexplicably, and sat up straight: "The brand sponsored by the manufacturer."

"Oh, yes, if I endorse a car brand, will you give me a car?"

Meng Fan was amused by Di Que, glanced at Chen Feng, and found that he was flipping through the newspaper as usual, not paying attention to this side at all.

"Aren't you going to talk to Brother Feng?" Meng Fan was puzzled. If it was Shang Shiyao, he would definitely cling to him 24 hours a day.

"What can I say?" Di Que didn't understand.

He and Chen Feng are not friends, and they have never talked about any heart-to-heart topics. Today, he doesn't want to talk about serious things, so what else can he talk about with Chen Feng?

"..." Meng Fan was not surprised, and suddenly saw a little red spot on Di Que's neckline, and his face became hot: "Aren't you and Brother Feng dating?"

"Huh?" Di Que screamed, his voice was so loud that it shook everyone.

Meng Fan trembled in fright, and Chen Feng also looked at the two of them, his face full of doubts.

Di Que also noticed that his reaction just now was too big, so he hastily and low-key shrank back.

He was strongly stimulated by the word "love", and was about to argue, but the plane began to land slowly at this moment, Di Que's mind flickered, and he suddenly became impetuous.

After that, Di Que's face was dark all the way from getting off the plane to picking up his luggage.

Chen Feng looked puzzled, and Meng Fan also felt quite innocent.

Di Que carried his luggage and walked far ahead, while Chen Feng and Meng Fan followed and walked side by side.

"What did you guys talk about just now, why did he react like this?" Chen Feng felt particularly uncomfortable being isolated from the two of them.

Meng Fan frowned, not knowing what Di Que was thinking: "I asked him... are you and him dating..."

Chen Feng was stunned, staring at Di Que's back in a daze.

Seeing that Chen Feng also had a thoughtful expression, Meng Fan couldn't help being even more confused.

Could it be that he misunderstood the matter between the two of them?

"Did I say something wrong?"

At this time, Chen Feng smiled at him, and said mysteriously: "No, it's just that Di Que and your ideas are different."

He's not one to settle down, so...