Little slag run

Meng Fan pushed Di Que away and covered his mouth, his handsome face turned red.

Di Que's waist went limp, and he straightened up with a smirk, waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Accident, accident."

"Di Que! I'll kill you!" Shang Shiyao suddenly pounced on the hungry tiger.

"Hey! It's obviously you who pushed me, okay?" Di Que hurriedly parried, and the two of them clashed again.

Meng Fan didn't bother trying to persuade the fight this time, he rushed into the bathroom by himself and started to rinse his mouth.

Monk Di Que and Shi Yao were arguing, but seeing Meng Fan's reaction, he was still greatly insulted: "I said, do you need to be so exaggerated, is it so embarrassing to kiss me?"

"You still dare to say it?" Shang Shiyao really wanted to wring Di Que's mouth off.

Di Que was resisting tenaciously, but was suddenly taken away and pulled into his arms.

"Chen Feng..." Just when Di Que was about to rejoice that a messenger of justice finally appeared, Chen Feng's lips suddenly pressed down on him.

"Hey?" Di Que didn't have time to respond, and was kissed by Chen Feng.

Chen Feng clasped Di Que's face, raging on Di Que's lips as if no one else was there, let Di Que struggle and kick him, but he didn't let go.

Shang Shiyao was frightened by Chen Feng's actions, and opened his mouth blankly.Meng Fan also came out of the bathroom wiping his mouth, blushing when he saw this scene and stood aside stupidly.

When Di Que was almost suffocated by the kiss, Chen Feng released him, wiped Di Que's moist lips and sighed: "From now on, only I can touch this place..."

When Chen Feng announced such outrageous words in public, Di Que's head cramped and he was dumbfounded on the spot.

This blow not only made Di Que unable to regain consciousness, but also chopped the other two people present so that they could not move.

At this time, Chen Feng, the person involved, was still unconscious, he took Di Que and smiled calmly at the other two, and half dragged and half hugged Di Que out of the house.

"I'll take them away first, you can do whatever you want."

Only then did Di Que realize the danger, and hurriedly asked Shang Shiyao for help: "Wait, where are you taking me? Ah Yao, I won't go with Chen Feng, or I can sleep with you..."

Shang Shiyao didn't care about Di Que at the moment, and his mind was full of regrets that he had lost to Chen Feng in the reaction to that kiss just now.

He hurriedly turned around and picked up Meng Fan's face and wanted to kiss it, but was slapped away by Meng Fan.

Chen Feng dragged Di Que back to the master bedroom like a bandit, and threw him on the bed.

At the moment when Di Que's body touched the bed, he immediately rolled to the side nimbly and jumped to the other side of the bed, facing Chen Feng across the big bed.

"Chen Feng, you have gone too far today. Shang Shiyao and the others will misunderstand."

"Misunderstanding? Misunderstood what?" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows with hands clasped.

"Ah..." Di Que didn't know whether his face was flushed because of nervousness or exercise, and he suddenly twisted: "I misunderstood you and me..."

"..." Chen Feng didn't speak, but just stared at him.

Di Que swallowed, laughed sarcastically, stood up suddenly, waved his hands, and said loudly, "It's nothing, I think I'd better go back to the original room and sleep."

Di Que walked towards the door quickly, but Chen Feng was one step faster than him, and quickly locked the door.

He turned his head and looked at Di Que seriously, and asked him in a low voice: "What's wrong with you and me? Di Que, when will you officially respond to our relationship?"

Di Que took two steps back, and smiled awkwardly, with an unnatural expression on his face.

For the first time, he was unavoidable in front of Chen Feng.

Whether Chen Feng teased him or threatened him, he would not feel nervous and at a loss when talking to him formally like Chen Feng did at this time.

"What do you want me to respond to?" Di Que could only throw the question back to Chen Feng again.

In fact, he never looked away in terms of feelings, and vaguely felt that the relationship with Chen Feng had begun to go beyond his control.

It's just that he can maintain this fresh sexual relationship with Chen Feng, but he is completely unprepared for a real relationship.

How to fall in love with a man...

Chen Feng took two steps forward, looked down at Di Que's dodging eyes, and said word by word, "You know what I really want."

This is an affirmative expression, and Di Que felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he wanted to escape.

"Hehe, I don't know what you're talking about..."

In the next second, Di Que was hugged tightly by Chen Feng again, blocking his breath.

Di Que knocked on Chen Feng's back, but Chen Feng lifted his legs and pressed them directly on the bed.

"Do you know now?" Chen Feng excitedly tore off Di Que's pajamas, pulled down his pajama pants, and stripped Di Que naked in the blink of an eye.

Di Que trembled slightly, but it wasn't the fear caused by Chen Feng's aggressive actions.

It was a wonderful feeling, like a kind of panic and anticipation intertwined with innumerable details about the bewildered future.

"Chen Feng, don't push me too hard." Di Que grabbed Chen Feng and stroked his big hand, with a pleading look on his face.

Chen Feng was taken aback for a while, then he eased his tense expression and smiled softly.

"Yeah, maybe I'm too impatient. We haven't talked about that yet."

Chen Feng's expression was still as gentle and gentle as before, but Di Que inexplicably read some vicissitudes and helplessness from it.

For a moment, he felt someone gently poke the apex of his heart, and he almost let go to make some impulsive promises to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng half-pressed on his body, and gently stroked his face with his hands. At first, his loving expression gradually faded, and then a little smile appeared.

"Do you remember what you promised me on the plane yesterday?"

Of course Di Que didn't forget that passionate moment, his face turned red, and it took him a long time before he gasped for breath, "Yeah."

Chen Feng waited until he said yes, and immediately lowered his head, eager to swallow Di Que into his stomach.

Di Que responded to Chen Feng's passionate kiss, wrapping his arms around Chen Feng's shoulders.

He would rather be immersed in the endless torrent of desire to give and take at this moment than to think about too long and rigid commitments.

Di Que bloomed under his body like a delicate rose. Chen Feng stared obsessively at Di Que's tense and well-defined back, seeing a little bit of sweat oozing from it, pooling up and dripping on the bed sheet.

Di Que's panting sound was mixed with pain and joy, his fingers were tightly twisting the bed sheets, his black hair was stuck between the soft pillows, scattered messily, it was too beautiful to behold.

He knew that Di Que had begun to adapt and even indulged in this kind of game that violated the physiological instinct of the human body, but he didn't want to let go. With his sinful and shameless thoughts, he only wanted to pull Di Que into a deeper and darker place.

When he can no longer see the light, he can only rely on him alone.

Chen Feng knew that his performance tonight had become impatient. He just felt that his position was in turmoil after seeing Di Que's attitude of being both right and left.

Di Que obviously has no substantive relationship with other men, and those small ambiguities in his eyes may be nothing special to Di Que, just his normal way of getting along with the same sex.

But Chen Feng still couldn't help thinking about it, because Di Que's nonchalant attitude always reminded him over and over again that his position was not unshakable.

Once he relaxes one day, Di Que beckons, and someone can immediately take his place.

The one who falls in love first loses first, Chen Feng has unknowingly handed over the initiative.

He had no choice but to desperately occupy the current favorable position, first to capture Di Que's body, and then to think about problems other than the body.

Chen Feng almost tried his best on the bed to let Di Que completely sink into his arms, and he had no time to distract himself from thinking about anything other than him.

"Chen Feng..." The appearance of Di Que calling his name in a crying voice was so beautiful, and Chen Feng played tricks on him even more maliciously, making him call his name non-stop.

"Chen Feng...you...fucking bastard..." For the first time, Di Que felt that Chen Feng was so brave, he was going to be played to death by him.

In a drowsy state, he couldn't remember how many times he had done it with Chen Feng. He just felt that the whole big bed was about to collapse from the shock of the two of them.

The morning light shone through the window, Di Que finally couldn't stand it anymore and cried out.

"Stop... I don't want to come again..." Di Que lay on the bed and almost passed out.

However, Chen Feng still hugged him unsatisfactorily and kept teasing him. Di Que lost the strength to run, so he could only beg Chen Feng: "You are my real brother, and you love me so much, so please forgive me. I really can't do it." If you do it again, then you will rape the corpse."

Chen Feng was amused by him, so he hugged him and kissed him again, and lay down with his arms around him.

Seeing that Chen Feng was finally willing to let him go, Di Que fell asleep immediately as if he was about to receive an amnesty.

Looking at his "innocent" sleeping face, Chen Feng looked more and more cute, and couldn't help leaning over and whispering in his ear, "Di Que, I like you."

"Hmm..." Di Que was already drowsy.

On the contrary, Chen Feng felt free to confess at this time, and continued to hypnotize: "I like you. Let me give you time to think about it, okay?"

"Um……"

Chen Feng didn't know if Di Que really understood what he said, so he smiled and lay down beside him to sleep.

Chen Feng didn't have the habit of sleeping in late. Even though he hadn't slept nearly all night and exercised intensely last night, he only fell asleep for a while before waking up.

Di Que was still sleeping on the bed like a dead pig, Chen Feng covered him with the quilt, got up and went downstairs.

He went into the kitchen to pour a glass of water for himself and Di Que, but saw Meng Fan cooking noodles in it.

Seeing him coming in, Meng Fan blushed a bit, smiled awkwardly, and nodded in greeting.

Chen Feng also laughed, walked to the side to pour water, and asked, "Are you alright, monk Shi Yao, last night?"

"...It's okay, he's always been like that, I'm used to it."

"Shang Shiyao is still sleeping?"

"Well, there was a lot of trouble last night, and he fell asleep almost in the morning." Meng Fan's face was red again, and he hardly dared to look at Chen Feng's face.

The voices of Chen Feng and Di Que were very loud last night. When Shang Shiyao kept apologizing to him, he didn't feel it. When Shang Shiyao fell asleep and Meng Fan was lying on the bed alone, the voice was vaguely transparent. Floating over the wall, Meng Fan's face was reddened.

"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?" Chen Feng chatted with Meng Fan while drinking water.

Meng Fan shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm not going to sleep anymore, it's hard to fall asleep when I wake up, why don't I get up and do something else."

"Are you still suffering from insomnia?" Chen Feng couldn't help showing some concern.

Meng Fan is sensitive by nature, and has suffered from insomnia for some years.

"Recently, it's actually been much better. Maybe it's because of the sudden arrival in a new environment." Of course, Meng Fan couldn't say that he didn't sleep well because he listened to the wall between the two of them, so he had to find a lame excuse to cover it up.

As soon as Di Que turned over, he found that there was nothing around him.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up.I consumed too much last night, and now I feel that my throat is dry and cracked, and I urgently need water to moisturize it.

He ran to the kitchen in a daze to drink water, and before reaching the door, he heard Chen Feng and Meng Fan talking in the kitchen.

Di Que came to his senses a little bit, and involuntarily slowed down, moving over gently.

He didn't understand what kind of mentality he was doing now, he just wanted to hear the attitude and tone of Chen Feng talking to other people behind his back, especially Meng Fan.

He walked to the door, only to hear Chen Feng say to Meng Fan with concern: "Insomnia for a long time is not good for your health, and you should pay attention to relax your mind. I know a very good psychotherapist. I will take you there when I have time. Let him take a look at it for you."