Little slag run

The moment Chen Feng took the shot, he already felt something was wrong. The figure in his arms was a size bigger than Di Que, and even stronger than him.

Reluctantly, the surprise attack was too fast, and Chen Feng was stunned before he could take back the kiss he had already kissed.

The moment his lips touched the hot skin, Chen Feng was paralyzed.

God!He kissed Shang Shiyao...

When Chen Feng wanted to die, he still had to be thankful that there was a big soft bed in front of him. If it were a hard floor, he would have to go to the hospital to lie down for a while with Shang Shiyao's strength.

"Chen Feng, what the hell are you doing?" Shang Shiyao immediately swung his fist down, and was rolled aside by Chen Feng, barely avoiding it.

Shang Shiyao immediately jumped on him again, grabbed Chen Feng's collar, and tore each other with Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't intend to let Shang Shiyao beat him up again this time, so the resistance was very fierce, and it was hard to tell the difference for a while.

The two big men writhed and rolled on the big bed, sweating profusely and panting after a while.

Shang Shiyao was suddenly attacked by surprise, and naturally became angry from embarrassment. Throwing people out is mostly due to instinct.

But the next second when he suddenly realized that this was Meng Fan's room, his whole body burned completely.

Fortunately, Di Que was still hanging out with this kind of beast, and Chen Feng still didn't change his mind. He sneaked into Meng Fan's room in the middle of the night and made such an intimate move, it was almost...

"You bastard! I have to kill you today!" Shang Shiyao's eyes turned red for a moment.

Naturally, Chen Feng was also really angry.

He thought that Shang Shiyao was going to find Meng Fan, but unexpectedly he ran into Di Que's room. No matter how calm he was, he couldn't believe how pure the relationship between the nephew and uncle was.

"What qualifications do you have to do with me? I don't plan to let you go anymore today." Although Chen Feng has a lot of seniors, he has been exercising and his strength is not small. When he fought with Shang Shiyao, Shang Shiyao suddenly I can't take advantage of it for a while.

Shang Shiyao couldn't help being furious, and shouted: "You old pervert, eating what's in the bowl and thinking about what's in the pot, you're going to die!"

Chen Feng was so annoyed at being scolded that he laughed back, holding Shang Shiyao's wrists with both hands to prevent him from pinching his own neck, and sarcastically said: "I should return the words just now to you, and pretend to be an infatuated seed in front of others." You look like that, but you do this kind of shameful thing behind your back. Don't forget, you are his uncle, don't you feel disgusted by incest?"

"What are you talking about? You're fucking incest! You spout blood!" Shang Shiyao didn't know what Chen Feng said, and blood rushed to his head blindly.

"I have no blood relationship with Di Que!" Chen Feng overturned Shang Shiyao, turned his back and pressed on him, restraining him temporarily.

Shang Shiyao was about to struggle, but suddenly he was taken aback, and asked stupidly: "What does this have to do with Di Que?"

Chen Feng found it funny, and sneered, "Why did you come to Di Que's room in the middle of the night?"

"Huh? Di Que's room? Isn't this Meng Fan's room?" Shang Shiyao became even more stupid, his brains twisted into twists.

Chen Feng was also frozen by Shang Shiyao's words. He even thought about it carefully, and then said with certainty: "There is nothing wrong with this being Di Que's room."

"Impossible! This room belongs to Meng Fan, you just haven't forgotten about Meng Fan, right?" Shang Shiyao didn't want to believe Chen Feng's words rather than accepting the fact that he went to the wrong room.

Chen Feng took a breath, let go of Shang Shiyao in frustration, and stood up from the bed.

"I don't want to entangle you with Meng Fan anymore. My feelings for Meng Fan are over. I'm not such a man who can't afford to let go."

"Hmph, do you think I will believe what you say?" Shang Shiyao snorted coldly.

While arranging his deformed pajamas, Chen Feng continued: "Instead of arguing about whose room this is, why don't you go to another room to confirm it. You know, there is no one in this room for a long time. Where did this person go?" Aren't you curious about it?"

"Hey?" Shang Shiyao jumped up from the bed and shouted, "You said Di Que is with Meng Fan now?"

Chen Feng let out a low sigh and shouted in his heart, that guy Di Que can't do anything.

The movement of Chen Feng and Shang Shiyao fighting was astonishing. No matter how soundproof the room is, the sound still spread to another room.

Meng Fan frowned, turned over, pushed Di Que aside and asked, "Does it sound like something?"

Di Que was sleeping soundly, completely ignoring the strange noises outside, he waved his hand to the air, and muttered: "No, you heard it wrong."

At this time, the noise outside stopped again, and Meng Fan had to suspect that he was hallucinating, turned over and wanted to sleep again, but because he was already awake, he lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Di Que suddenly knocked on his door haggardly when he was half asleep, and said with a bitter face that there was a leak in the toilet in his room, which made him unable to sleep.

Meng Fan was sleeping in a daze, and didn't bother to listen to his excuses, so he waved to him and gave up half of the bed.

The two slept peacefully until late at night, when Meng Fan woke up, and felt that sleeping on the same bed with Di Que seemed a bit too intimate.

He was hesitating whether to get up and go out to pour some water to drink, when there was a heavy knock on the door.

Meng Fan knew it was Shang Shiyao as soon as he heard this kind of knocking on the door, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

Di Que turned over irritably, scolded his mother, covered his head with the quilt and continued to sleep deeply.

Feeling guilty, Meng Fan immediately became angry again. What kind of attitude is Shang Shiyao?

He got up with a sullen face and went to open the door. As soon as the door opened, not only was there an angry Shang Shiyao outside, but even Chen Feng followed with a displeased face.

Meng Fan was stunned, staring blankly at the two, not knowing what to say: "You..."

Shang Shiyao was surprised to see Meng Fan coming to open the door, and shouted on the spot: "Xiaofan, why are you here?"

Meng Fan's ears were ringing from Shang Shiyao's loud voice, and he said inexplicably, "This is my room, where am I if I'm not here?"

This time it was Shang Shiyao's turn to be stupid, and he gesticulated left and right and talked incoherently: "No, Di Que gave it to me... Ah, why are you here..."

At this time, Chen Feng sneered from behind, and said coolly: "Facts speak louder than words, you should think about how to explain to Meng Fan that you sneaked into Di Que's room in the middle of the night."

"Chen Feng, you villain!" Shang Shiyao turned around in shock, wanting to bite Chen Feng to death instantly.

Meng Fan was stunned, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing in Di Que's room?"

Shang Shiyao suddenly felt flustered, and hurriedly explained: "It's nothing, it's just a misunderstanding. Xiaofan, it's all Di Que's fault and has nothing to do with me."

Shang Shiyao didn't dare to explain to Meng Fan that he stole his room key, and Chen Feng was making trouble. Before Meng Fan could express his position, he messed up.

Chen Feng was about to ask Meng Fan if he knew Di Que's whereabouts, when he heard a hum from the room: "What's the noise, let people sleep..."

The three of them immediately froze, and Meng Fan was a little embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly wanted to explain: "That... Di Que..."

Unexpectedly, Shang Shiyao immediately jumped up and shouted: "Why is Di Que in your room?"

While talking, Shang Shiyao rushed into the room, picked up Di Que who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, and shook him vigorously.

Chen Feng followed in, turned on the light, and the room was brightly lit. Di Que blinked and woke up under Shang Shiyao's strong shaking.

"Uh, what are you doing?" Shang Shiyao's big face was less than an inch away from him, and his eyes were bigger than copper bells. Di Que was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Why did you sleep with Xiaofan? You want to die, don't you?" Shang Shiyao felt angry and shook Di Que violently.

Di Que was woken up in his sleep, so his temper was not much better, and he said without restraint: "You also said that you slept together, and you can't slap a slap, so why don't you lose your temper at Meng Fan?"

"What did you say? You are looking for death!" Shang Shiyao became more anxious when he heard this, and was about to pounce on him, but Meng Fan pushed him away from behind.

"Shang Shiyao, calm down first. Can you speak well?" Meng Fan was overwhelmed, and he was completely powerless against Shang Shiyao's behavior pattern of making a fuss.

"It's really inexplicable, and I don't even look at my partner when I'm jealous..." Di Que rubbed his sore shoulders, grinning.

"Di Que, shut up too." Meng Fan roared angrily, wanting to throw everyone out for a second.

Chen Feng stood far away outside the storm circle, thinking whether it would be better for him to wait for their snipe and clam to fight each other, and then make a profit.

Shang Shiyao took a breath, stood at the end of the bed and asked, "Whose room is this?"

"Mine, what's the matter?" Meng Fan stood on the other side of the bed with a cold face and folded his hands.

"Then why does Di Que sleep here? Why doesn't he live in his own room?"

"What do you mean by asking? Are you suspicious of me? I haven't asked you what happened to Di Que's room just now."

"...No." Shang Shiyao softened immediately: "I'm just curious."

Di Que sat on the bed, looked at the two of them left and right, and suddenly burst out laughing without conscience: "Are you two jealous and arguing because of me now?"

The two looked towards Di Que with dark faces. Di Que suddenly felt pressured, immediately rubbed his back twice, rolled off the bed and said with a smile, "I think it's better for me to leave first, the two of you chat slowly."

Di Que was about to run away, but Chen Feng hugged him into his arms and turned around in a circle.

"Don't you think you need to explain to me too?" Chen Feng smiled and embraced him, as if he wanted to declare ownership in front of Meng Fan and Shang Shiyao.

Di Que's face became hot, but he couldn't break away from Chen Feng's embrace. He shouted unhappily: "Let me explain to you, who are you?"

"You ask me that, do you want me to prove it to you now?" Chen Feng ambiguously pushed Di Que's butt, Di Que felt Chen Feng's impulsiveness, and immediately froze like a vigilant animal up.

He hurriedly looked at Meng Fan and Shang Shiyao as if asking for help, but it was a pity that now the two of them were looking at him with unsympathetic hatred.

Seeing that the situation was over, Di Que had no choice but to confess honestly: "The toilet in my room leaks, isn't the sound of ticking in the dark terrifying?"

"Where is the horror? I think you are just trying to take advantage of Xiaofan. I have seen that you have plans for Xiaofan." Shang Shiyao rolled his eyes and complained.

Di Queton felt extremely angry, his own uncle turned his elbows out, only caring about his wife.

He is not benevolent, so don't blame him for not being loyal.

"You are the one who wants to take advantage of Meng Fan, right? Meng Fan, Shang Shiyao asked me for the key, and wanted to sneak into your room in the middle of the night! If I hadn't come here to protect you, you would have been murdered tonight! "Di Que made a small report unkindly.

"How dare you say that what you fucking gave me is the key to your room!" Shang Shiyao vomited when he thought of this, and almost rushed up to beat Di Que again.

"Meng Fan, look, he admitted it!" Di Que fanned the flames unnecessarily.

"Shang Shiyao, I'm ignoring you because I want you to reflect on your temper. You actually asked Di Que for the key in order to get away with it?" Meng Fan was also anxious.

"Xiaofan, listen to my explanation..." Shang Shiyao froze.

"There's nothing to explain, you get out now!" Meng Fan raised his eyebrows and pointed, wanting to drive people away.

Shang Shiyao was extremely wronged, but he couldn't think of any good excuse.

"Then can I continue to sleep now?" Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Di Que wanted to get rid of Chen Feng and climb back to sleep.

Shang Shiyao was full of evil fire, and when he saw Di Que's appearance that he didn't want to be beaten, he immediately became angry, and rushed forward to make a gesture of beating someone.

"Who allowed you to sleep on Meng Fan's bed?"

"Hey, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands, and Meng Fan didn't say no." Di Que was caught in Shang Shiyao's hand, and he and Shang Shiyao pulled him.

"Shang Shiyao, let go! Why are you still like this?" Meng Fan hurried over to pull the two apart.

Chen Feng felt that Shang Shiyao and Di Que's hands and feet were really unsightly, so he also leaned over to help them separate.

"It's a big deal and let's reassign the rooms, so there's no need to fight." Chen Feng sighed with a smile.

"What's wrong with just sleeping for one night? Anyway, I don't sleep in the leaking room, and it still smells weird!"

"Shang Shiyao, let go first, don't grab Di Que."

"Xiaofan, why are you protecting him? In short, he is not allowed to sleep in the same room with you!"

Several people were entangled with each other, Shang Shiyao pushed Di Que, Di Que staggered, Chen Feng hurried forward, but he was tripped by someone, stretched out his foot and tripped Di Que again.

Di Que couldn't stand still, and rushed straight to Meng Fan who was facing him. Meng Fan was hesitating whether to take it or hide, but he felt his eyes darkened and he was directly crushed on the bed.

The two lips met, and there was a sudden silence in the room. A crow rattled past outside the window, flapping down two black feathers.