Little slag run

The apartment Chen Feng refers to is in a high-end residential area near B&D. It is a simple two-bedroom apartment.

When he decided to buy this place back then, it was actually to pursue Meng Fan, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Of course, Chen Feng didn't think it was necessary to let Di Que know about this original intention.

Chen Feng opened the door and turned on the light. The room that no one lived in all year round looked gray, but the furniture was complete.

"What do you think? If you don't like this decoration style, I can ask someone to redecorate it."

Di Que turned around in the room, but he didn't smell Chen Feng's smell from the mainly white house. He curled his lips and said in a long voice: "Your house was not for Jinwuzang at that time. Are you ready?"

Everywhere in the house reveals a romantic atmosphere, and most of the furniture decorations are flashy. It is too obvious that the kind of expensive decoration is not for the purpose of self-occupation at first glance.

Chen Feng's heart trembled, and he said inwardly that he was not good.

At that time, he did follow Meng Fan's preferences in many aspects, but he didn't expect that Di Que's usual big-hearted personality would be able to notice these small details.

Unexpectedly, Di Que went on to say: "I gave someone else a set before, and it looks very similar to this arrangement. Hey, it couldn't have been designed by a designer?" "..." Chen Feng was speechless, thinking that luckily he He held his breath and didn't take the initiative to tell about Meng Fan.

He walked over and hugged him from behind, and whispered in his ear: "The past is over, if you don't like the shadow of others in this house, I can ask someone to change it."

Di Que was startled, and then replied: "I didn't say I didn't like it, am I such a stingy person? A house is nothing more than a place to stay, as long as it's comfortable."

Chen Feng was even happier when he heard this, he turned around Di Que, raised his chin and kissed him.

"Hmm..." Di Que hurriedly patted Chen Feng on the back, and it took a lot of effort to get out of Chen Feng's arms.

"What's wrong?" Chen Feng couldn't stop thinking.

Panting heavily, Di Que pushed Chen Feng far away, and said angrily, "This room is full of dirt, don't set fire to it, I don't want to get my clothes dirty."

Chen Feng smiled, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I will ask someone to clean it immediately tomorrow."

Due to the excessive dust in the room, Di Que started coughing uncontrollably after staying for half an hour, so he had to leave with Chen Feng.

Chen Feng wanted to take Di Que home, but Di Que stopped him and insisted on taking a taxi by himself.

"Let's keep our affairs a secret from the outside world."

Chen Feng nodded, stood still, and watched Di Que walk out of the community.

After all, Di Que was considered a half-public figure, and sending people home in the middle of the night was a big deal in the eyes of the media.

People are like this. When they have a clear conscience, they don't feel anything. Once the relationship is established, they become sensitive and caring.

Fortunately, the community he chose for Meng Fan at that time had better privacy protection, and he would feel much more at ease when living in it in the future.

It's just that when such a hidden relationship is a head, Chen Feng couldn't help sighing when he thought about it.

When he used to like to support starlets, it was basically not a secret in the circle, and he felt that there was no need to engage in underground affairs in his own capacity.

It's a pity that Di Que is not someone else, his temper is too strong, and his status is also different. He must try to learn to accommodate the other party.

It was late at night when Di Que returned home, he tiptoed into the room, and started giggling as soon as he threw himself on the big bed.

After laughing for a long time, Di Que realized that the corners of his mouth were grinning. He patted his cheek and sat up straight.

He's nothing more than an old man, it's really embarrassing to make himself look like a nympho.

On the one hand, Di Que suppressed the joy that kept rising in his heart, on the other hand, he was faintly excited about the upcoming cohabitation life.

It is not difficult to move out of the house, but where to move and why you want to move, you will inevitably be questioned.

Fortunately, Di Que's brains were flexible in this aspect, and he came up with a story that he thought was perfect in a short while.

He did as soon as he thought of it, and immediately called Meng Fan.

Meng Fan's other end was already fast asleep, and it could be heard from the lukewarm voice that he was in a daze at the moment.

"Meng Fan, I have something to ask Shang Shiyao." Di Que said excitedly.

"..." The other side was silent, and after a while he said, "I'm not with him now."

"Uh, it's actually like this. I'll go to him directly about this matter, and he will definitely not agree, so I need you to clear it up..."

Di Que was right at the critical moment, and Meng Fan always showed a much more positive personality than usual when it came to matters between him and Chen Feng.

When Meng Fan readily agreed, Di Que knew it was done.

Two days later, Shang Shiyao really came to Di Que's house to help Di Que carry his luggage, and exchanged greetings with his mother at the door.

"Ah Yao, you haven't come here for a long time. I just came and I didn't even take a second look before leaving again..." Di's mother said regretfully while stroking the dog in her arms at the door.

Shang Shiyao smiled, threw Di Que's suitcase of clothes into the trunk, and said, "Sister, I have a party tonight, and I just have an hour to spare."

"Oh, my baby is going to move out too, I'm going to be lonely again..." Mother Di burst into tears.

"Mom, you go out to play mahjong every day, why are you lonely?" Di Que urged impatiently while sitting in the car: "A Yao, hurry up, don't you have something to do later?"

"Baby, remember to come home on weekends, Mom will cook something delicious for you." Di's mother reluctantly waved a small handkerchief to send Shang Shiyao's car carrying Di Que and Di Que's belongings away.

When Shang Shiyao and Di Que were alone together, Shang Shiyao's face immediately elongated, and the stinky ten miles and eight villages could be shocked.

"It's really you who used me as a shield." Shang Shiyao was so angry now that he really wanted to stop the car in the wilderness and beat Di Que to relieve his anger.

"I knew you would definitely help me, little uncle." Di Quetian smiled.

"Go away, if you hadn't asked Meng Fan to threaten me, I wouldn't have come forward to do such immoral things." Shang Shiyao's face was ashen, and his tone was not good.

When Meng Fan told him that Di Que and Chen Feng planned to live together, and asked him to lie to the family, Shang Shiyao almost flipped the table.

According to Di Que's design, the apartment adjacent to B&D was a vacant apartment under the name of Shang Shiyao. During Bi Shaoliang's absence, the company was busy with business, so Di Que borrowed it to live in it to facilitate overtime work.

Shang Shiyao really didn't want to agree, but it was rare for Meng Fan to discuss with him meekly, and he couldn't let go of this great opportunity to win Meng Fan's favor.

Afterwards, Mother Di made a phone call behind Di Que's back to ask him whether it was true or not, and he gritted his teeth and admitted it, but the disturbance became more and more serious.

"What kind of immoral thing is this? What's wrong with me living with Chen Feng?" Di Que was puzzled.

Shang Shiyao glanced at him and sighed heavily: "I never thought that one day I would personally push you into the fire pit..."

When Di Que heard this, he was not happy. He straightened his body and asked Shang Shiyao, "What fire pit? Since you started pursuing Meng Fan, I have always supported you with all my strength."

Shang Shiyao sneered, shook his head and stopped talking.

It stands to reason that he should be happy that Chen Feng stopped pestering Meng Fan now, but he would be very angry when he saw Di Que being led by the nose by Chen Feng.

Who is Chen Feng, who has played countless little boys' high pole skills, can ordinary people resist?

Di Que was nothing more than his prey on the spur of the moment. When the enthusiasm dissipated, the one who got hurt in the end would definitely be Di Que, a fool.

Although Di Que also said that they were just playing around with each other, but Yishang Shiyao has known Di Que for so many years, but he has not read the slightest hint of playfulness from Di Que's performance.

On the contrary, he felt that Di Que was very serious about Chen Feng this time, so serious that he put on the posture of a moth to a flame.

The terrible thing is that Di Que rushed forward desperately, and when Chen Feng ate up all his bones, he could only rely on him to struggle in the ruins by himself. These emotional outsiders stood outside the fence and couldn't even talk to each other. There is no room for it.

"Why don't you speak?" Di Que was irritated.

When he calmed down these two days, he occasionally wondered if the development with Chen Feng was too fast, so fast that he didn't think about the hidden dangers in the future at all.

However, he had already made up his mind, so he couldn't bear to put it into action.

At this time, he urgently needs to be encouraged by others instead of pouring cold water on him.

"Let me ask you, do you know Chen Feng?" Shang Shiyao still couldn't help reminding Di Que.

Di Que was stunned, and turned his face away: "This kind of thing is all about feeling, and it will be boring if you understand everything."

Chen Feng is like a heavy ancient book, and Di Que feels that with his own learning ability, he may not even figure out one tenth of it clearly.

He never thought about what kind of person Chen Feng was, he only thought that he treated him better than anyone else, but when Jing Shang Shiyao said it, he found that he knew almost nothing about Chen Feng.

Shang Shiyao was laughed angrily by Di Que, it was luck.

"You idiot, feeling is the most deceiving thing. You can't run away with Chen Feng just because he treats you better, can you?"

"Where do I have it?" Di Que called.

"When you get dumped, you'll regret it."

"Can you stop being so crow-mouthed, I want to shake him!" Di Que slapped Shang Shiyao from the back.

Shangshi Yaoyue saw that Di Que regretted his meddling decision, and wished he could immediately turn the steering wheel and send Di Que back.

"Remember, don't be stupid with Chen Feng, give yourself some leeway." Shang Shiyao sent Di Que downstairs to the apartment, and still couldn't stop telling Di Que.

"Hey, I see. How did you become my second mother?" Di Que grinned and rolled his eyes.

In Di Que's eyes, Shang Shiyao's and Meng Fan's heart-to-heart performance was not convincing.

"Chen Feng and I are just living together, not married, why are you showing such a dignified expression?"

"You still want to marry him?" Shang Shiyao exclaimed.

"Is it possible?" Di Que stunned.

Di Que reached out to take the suitcase in Shang Shiyao's hand, and he didn't twitch for a long time. He looked at Shang Shiyao strangely, and found that Shang Shiyao was frowning and lost in thought.

"I regret it, I shouldn't help you lie to your family." Shang Shiyao tugged back at the box.

Di Que was overjoyed, and sighed helplessly: "Can you keep your heart in your stomach? I've been in love so many times, how can I be so easily hurt? This time I just changed to a man. "

"..." Shang Shiyao let go of his hand, watching Di Que cheerfully carrying a suitcase into the corridor, and bumped into the door: "It doesn't matter how much experience you have in love, as long as you have a heart, you will definitely become a lover in the end." Can't let it go."