Little slag run

"That's too much trouble, Brother Feng." Meng Fan laughed.

"This trivial matter is not a trouble, so help if you can. Let's see when you are free."

Di Que stood alone by a wall and listened to the peaceful conversation between the two, feeling that Chen Feng still felt sorry for Meng Fan after all.

However, Chen Feng and Meng Fan are friends in the first place, so it would be meaningless to try to care about each other.

Besides, he and Chen Feng hadn't made any promises, so naturally he was not qualified to restrain Chen Feng's various behaviors.

Di Que suppressed the faint feeling of discomfort in his heart, scratched his head, and decided not to continue listening.

Just as he raised one leg, he heard Meng Fan's voice saying, "Have you and Di Que settled down yet?"

Di Que was taken aback for a moment, then backed away.

When he heard Chen Feng's familiar shallow laughter, he was suddenly very nervous about Chen Feng's answer.

"I'm still waiting..."

Meng Fan was silent for a while, and then said: "Oh, no wonder Di Que said that you are not together yet. It seems that you should be serious this time."

"Hehe, right, at least more seriously than the previous ones."

"Then bless you." Meng Fan's voice sounded a little relieved.

Di Que's face was red when he heard it outside the door, but he still couldn't hide his triumphant joy in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng went on to say: "Don't bless me first, I might get dumped."

"How could it be? Brother Feng is a very attractive person." Meng Fan hurriedly said: "Although I always thought that Di Que was very frivolous, but after a long time of contact, I feel that he is quite similar to Shang Shiyao, just a soft-tempered person. I don't dare to tell other people, but according to Brother Feng's words, he should be able to keep him."

"Hehe, keep the famous Young Master Di...I will work hard." Chen Feng sighed with a smile: "I used to never understand why you like people like Shang Shiyao, but now I seem to understand a little bit. "

"If you need my help..."

"Haha, no need, it's better to do this kind of thing in person."

The beating of Di Que's heart almost overwhelmed the conversation between the two of them, so disturbing that he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Chen Feng actually confessed in front of Meng Fan that he was serious about himself, the impact of this incident was undoubtedly huge.

Chen Feng had whispered many flirtatious words in his ear, but Di Que only believed half of them.

After all, both of them are masters in love, and no one can say how much water there is between coming and going.

But Chen Feng said these words to Meng Fan seriously, but the meaning was different, so Di Que had to face up to Chen Feng's intentions.

So, didn't Chen Feng play with him?

Di Que felt a kind of pressure instantly, but behind the pressure was not the bitterness of suffocation, but the sweetness of enlightenment.

Chen Feng's kindness to him instantly buried the unpleasant memories of the past, making Di Que shaken.

"Brother Feng, the noodles are ready, you can have a bowl too."

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

When Di Que heard that the two of them were going to come out, he hurriedly jumped up to the second floor and hid in the corner panting.

He looked down and saw Meng Fan and Chen Feng happily sitting face to face at the dining table eating noodles.

He swallowed his saliva, and his stomach growled loudly.

The exhaustion was huge last night, and Di Que had no reason to abuse himself, so he straightened his clothes and came downstairs in a graceful and nonchalant manner.

"Yo, what delicious food are you two secretly eating?" Di Que waved at the two with a smile.

When Chen Feng saw him, he waved his hands and signaled him to sit beside him: "Aren't you going to sleep a little longer?"

"I'm hungry."

"I cooked the noodles, I'm going to serve you a bowl?" Meng Fan stood up and went into the kitchen.

Di Que hesitated for a moment, but sat next to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng leaned over immediately, grabbed Di Que's shoulders, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Good morning, is there any discomfort in your body now?"

Ever since Di Que heard Chen Feng's heart, he was a little out of breath when he looked at Chen Feng's affectionate eyes.

Facing the teasing jokes he was used to hearing in the past, he couldn't reply indifferently.

"What are you talking about?" Di Que muttered, turning away his eyes, he felt his ears warm up.

Di Que's shy expression came without warning, Chen Feng stared blankly for a while, and then he couldn't restrain the liking in his heart and kissed him again.

"Don't..." Di Que tilted his head to hide, and was amused by Chen Feng after a while, and the two started to play with each other.

When Meng Fan came out holding the bowl, he saw two people kissing like chickens pecking at rice, and he couldn't feel the sweetness of passionate love, so the corners of his mouth curled up.

He coughed, held back a smile and put his face in front of Di Que.

"Am I in the way now?"

When Di Que saw Meng Fan, he remembered that it was the first time for two people to be intimate in front of other people without any scruples. He blushed and quickly hid a laugh: "What's in the way? It's too late for me to welcome. I can eat Meng Tianwang The boiled noodles must be shown off to the little sisters of B&D after returning home."

Di Que almost buried his face in the bowl and took a big mouthful of noodles.

Uh, it didn't taste good!

The choked face was neither spit nor swallowed, he peeked at Chen Feng, but found that Chen Feng was eating quite calmly, without changing his face.

His grandpa's, what a goddamn poker face, didn't respond to being so unpalatable?

"Isn't it delicious?" Di Que's face was so ugly that Meng Fan stopped his chopsticks and asked Di Que.

Di Que quickly pretended to be okay and shook his head, and swallowed the gnocchi in his mouth.

"It's delicious, so you said that Shang Shiyao is a blessing in several lifetimes, to be able to find a good wife like you who can go out of the hall and into the kitchen?"

"Why am I my wife? Did Shang Shiyao call me that in front of you?" Meng Fan asked seriously.

"..." Di Que was speechless, he could only eat the "slice of soup" in the bowl, and kicked Chen Feng with his foot under the table.

Chen Feng held back his laughter, secretly squeezed Di Que's waist, and was ordered to divert Meng Fan's attention, and chatted with Meng Fan all over again.

Di Que ate the noodles, but couldn't help but smile, and even the tasteless noodles became much more delicious.

The four of them got along much more happily the next day. Although Shang Shiyao still had a bad face towards Chen Feng, after all, with Meng Fan in the middle, Shang Shiyao didn't dare to attack in person.

Di Que didn't know if it was because he heard Chen Feng's real thoughts, as if in a flash, his relationship with Chen Feng became slightly different from before.

Facing Chen Feng's smile, he would be inexplicably nervous, and hearing Chen Feng's whispers, his heart would beat violently.

All day long, Di Que's heart felt uncomfortable being scratched by the kitten, and finally stayed up until night, when he boarded the night flight and sat next to Chen Feng.

Because Shang Shiyao also took the same flight, he naturally sat next to Meng Fan, and Chen Feng and Di Que sat on the other side, separated by an aisle.

Di Que leaned against the window, and Chen Feng's tall figure blocked him, almost making him feel isolated in a separate space for the two of them.

He is a person who can't let go of things in his heart, so he wants to tell Chen Feng what he heard this morning.

After thinking about it for a day, he came to the conclusion that the two of them could try to date each other.

It's just that the mouth was extremely difficult, Di Que tossed and turned, and swallowed the words again.

In the end, he let out a long sigh, thinking that he should wait until the next time Chen Feng asked him again, so that he could speak out about this decision.

Doesn't it seem that his worth is too low for rushing to send it to the door?

When he was thinking about such a serious life event, he felt that Chen Feng's hand slowly reached under his blanket, found his hand, and gently scraped it.

Di Que shuddered, glared at him, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Chen Feng leaned over with a smile in his eyes, and breathed steam in his ear: "Do you want to try a full set today..."

"..." Di Que rolled his eyes, despising this beast in clothes who only thinks with his lower body in everything.

"Really don't want to?" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Do you still have the strength?" Di Que disdained.

"You'll know if you try it." Chen Feng smiled evilly, threw down the blanket, and went to the bathroom first.

Di Que was aroused by Chen Feng, looked left and right, no one noticed, and then slipped in.

Apparently, Chen Feng had done his homework carefully after the last time, and he actually worked out a posture that was more comfortable for both of them in such a small and crowded space.

Sitting on top of Chen Feng, Di Que lost all strength and could only rely on his strength alone.

The whole process was so exciting that Di Que could only bite Chen Feng's shoulder to avoid screaming.

It was just that the plane encountered a large air current on the way and bumped violently.

Just like that, half of Di Que's life was almost lost, Chen Feng didn't know whether it was a pleasure or a pain to cry out.

After this difficult challenge was successfully completed, Di Que was almost too weak to stand up, and finally realized the old saying: "Curiosity killed the cat."

Chen Feng could only support his waist and slowly move back to the seat without any trace. Di Que gritted his teeth with a sneaky and successful smile on the corner of his mouth, which strengthened his determination to eat back sooner or later.

Shang Shiyao found out that the two of them left and returned sneakily, there was an interval of more than half an hour before and after, after thinking about it, he suddenly realized.

Although he was annoyed that Di Que didn't want to hang out with such a smiling tiger like Chen Feng, but he felt that the love life between him and Meng Fan seemed to lose passion in front of the "newcomers" Chen Feng and Di Que.

"Xiaofan..." Shang Shiyao leaned closer and whispered something in Meng Fan's ear.

Meng Fan opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said to him: "Crazy!"

Shang Shiyao wanted to pester him again, Meng Fan simply turned his face away, pulled off his blindfold, plugged his earplugs, and completely blocked him.

Di Que originally planned to have a little awkwardness with Chen Feng because of Chen Feng's lack of compassion on the plane.

Unexpectedly, Shang Shiyao had a face of a super-resentful woman in the palace, and the aura of resentment was so strong that he couldn't get close to him within three steps.

When Chen Feng proposed to take Di Que home, Di Que had no choice but to use Shang Shiyao as a shield, so he reluctantly agreed.

"Ah... I have to go to work again tomorrow, so boring." Di Que slumped on his seat, looking up to the sky and sighing.

Chen Feng kept looking at Di Que from the corner of his eye while driving, and the more he looked, the more he couldn't take his eyes off him.

Di Que was so agreeable from head to toe, Chen Feng almost wanted to hold him in his arms all the time.

"Have you ever thought about moving out? I have an apartment near B&D." Chen Feng blurted out without thinking, and only after he finished speaking did he realize that he seemed to have crossed the line.

Not to mention that it's still too early to talk about cohabitation, but based on his tone alone, Di Que must be unhappy with his invitation that implies nurturing?

Chen Feng wanted to take back the words, but it was too late.

He saw Di Que staring at him blankly, without speaking, suddenly he was so nervous that he didn't even have one tenth of his usual wit left, and he simply remained silent, unable to get back his words.

"Is it near B&D? Then it's convenient to go to work." Di Que said suddenly.

Chen Feng could hardly believe his ears, he was overwhelmed by ecstatic excitement for an instant, and his hand holding the steering wheel trembled unconsciously.

"Yes, it only takes 15 minutes to walk." Chen Feng didn't expect that there would be a show, so he calmed down and encouraged Di Que persistently.

"Well... Actually, it's not bad, but I have to find a good excuse and explain it clearly to my family. You know, they don't trust me very much now." Di Que really touched his chin and thought about it seriously.

He was already very depressed living at home. When Chen Feng mentioned this, Di Que also felt that it was not a problem to always fight in the field with Chen Feng and go to the hotel.

Thinking about the days when I could sleep in Chen Feng's arms openly every night, it's not bad.

"Do you want to go there now and see if you like it?" Chen Feng became excited, and said like a child that he would do it right away.

Di Que laughed, nodded and said, "That's fine."