Little slag run

Di Que opened the door with the key that Chen Feng gave him before, and saw the breeze blowing the lace curtains and curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall, and the afterglow of the setting sun shot in, hitting the solid wood floor warmly.

Standing in the middle of the room, he smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.

The room has been cleaned by Chen Feng, and the decorations have been changed carefully, even his favorite roses are inserted in the vase on the table.

Di Que threw the luggage away, wandered around the room casually, and played with the gadgets on the table from time to time.

There seemed to be a lot of discs added to the CD rack, and Di Que took out a few discs, all of which were music or movies he liked.

Before he knew it, Chen Feng seemed to have figured out his hobbies and interests thoroughly, but his impression of Chen Feng was still that of an old, treacherous businessman.

Being secretly investigated by others, it stands to reason that Di Que would definitely feel cold all over.

But when Chen Feng did this, Di Que felt that he was quite considerate, but aftertaste it was sweet.

He even felt a slight sense of guilt in an instant, brooding over the fact that he never tried to understand Chen Feng.

Chen Feng went on a temporary business trip last night, but Di Que had already made an agreement with his family, so he had to move in alone first.

At this moment, the excitement at the beginning was gone, and looking around the empty room, Di Que faintly smelled a hint of loneliness.

Suddenly missing the feeling of Chen Feng hugging him gently from behind, Di Que let out a sigh of relief, shook off the tightness in his heart, and put the moved belongings into the cabinet.

While working in full swing, Di Que's cell phone rang. He pulled out the cell phone from a pile of clothes and saw that it was Chen Feng calling.

Di Que bit his lower lip and smiled sullenly. Regardless of the clothes spread all over the bed, he threw himself on the big bed and connected the phone.

"Hi." Di Que smiled.

"Hehe, have you moved yet?"

Chen Feng's usual deep and melodious magnetic voice was close to his ears, shaking his eardrums. Di Que closed his eyes and rubbed against the bed twice.

"Hmm... I'm packing my clothes."

"I'm really sorry that I can't accompany you temporarily because of something, I will hurry back as soon as possible." Chen Feng's tone was gentle as if he was comforting some kind of delicate animal.

Di Que's heart skipped a beat, he turned over and lay on his back on the bed.

"You are busy with your work, and I may often work overtime recently." In fact, he really wanted to act like a baby to Chen Feng, but because of face, he couldn't pierce the window paper no matter what.

Chen Feng was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, and Di Que could only hear the other party's quiet and soothing breathing, which was exactly the same as the rhythm blowing in his ear when he was hugging him.

This familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made Di Que dizzy.

He also froze, and there was a strong urge in his heart to break out of the cocoon.

He suddenly thought of Chen Feng, wanted to see him, then touched him, hugged him, and listened to him whispering in his ear.

I miss you……

Di Que couldn't say such nasty love words to Chen Feng, and his heart was tickled like a kitten.

However, he had an intuition that Chen Feng's silence conveyed the same strong longing.

It seems that no one is willing to break the silent communication mode at the moment, no one speaks, and no one hangs up.

Di Que imagined the focused expression of Chen Feng on the other end of the phone when his eyes were silent, his breathing gradually became irritable, and he stretched his hands down restlessly.

He wanted Chen Feng to say a few more words to him, but he was afraid that Chen Feng would guess what he was doing.

If he found himself doing such a shameful thing while listening to his phone, he would definitely look at himself with that playful expression with a chuckle in his eyes again.

Di Que bit his lower lip tightly, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his back against the mattress was hot.

"Di Que, I..." Chen Feng said suddenly, and Di Que immediately shuddered as if he had been caught doing something wrong.

He held his breath and snorted softly, but his throat was a little hoarse: "Huh?"

"I..." Chen Feng just opened his lips, only to hear a noise in the background, which interrupted his words.

Chen Feng sighed, quickly said: "I'll call you when I get back," and hung up the phone.

Facing the busy tone on the phone, Di Que suddenly felt a little lost.

He was stunned for a long time before throwing the mobile phone that had been held by his ear aside, and looked down at his little brother who was still full of energy.

"Ah..." Di Que wailed, reluctantly concentrating on serving his little brother.

Di Que's DIY is really not much, and usually, of course, he thinks about a certain big-breasted beauty.

But this time, he couldn't conjure up any desirable woman in his mind, instead, Chen Fengying's eyebrows became clearer and clearer.

He couldn't help prolonging the imagination on the phone just now, and gradually sank into Chen Feng's imaginary embrace.

When Di Que was panting heavily to wipe off the sticky liquid on his hands, he suddenly developed a little hatred for Chen Feng.

The words that Shang Shiyao had warned him flashed across in a flash, which hit Di Que's innate self-confidence.

Is it really difficult to get out of this circle?

Di Que spent the whole night a little erratically, not knowing where to settle his thoughts.

He stuffed the clothes randomly into the cabinet, turned on the TV, and switched channels back and forth.

The B&D rookie selection contest is being broadcast live on TV, the critical moment when the twelve enters the ten.

Di Que watched the performances of the contestants for a while, and found that there were probably only two or three girls who really stood out.

He basically had a ranking in his mind, and he was a little fussy about who would sign and who would not.

It was rare for Di Que to look at the artists under his banner with a fair and impartial eye, and suddenly felt that he really had such a professional style.

He got a little emotional, so he searched for a bottle of red wine from Chen Feng's wine cabinet, and began to drink for himself.

After the talent show was broadcast on TV, the dull and lengthy serial drama began. Di Que kept changing channels, and soon got tired of it, so he simply picked up Chen Feng's DVD collection.

Di Que has seen many blockbuster films, and Di Que flipped through them, and suddenly found several wonderful covers.

"This old pervert..." Di Que smacked his lips and smiled.

Chen Feng even dared to put a few calcium tablets in the house he lived with. Could it be that he still wanted to enjoy it with him?

He is so beautiful!

Di Que was gearing up and decided to read all of these in one night, and then directly destroy the corpses and wipe out the traces.

He was sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa, leaning against the sofa, holding the red wine in his left hand, and the remote control in his right hand, fast-forwarding and fast-forwarding non-stop, and solved all of Chen Feng's collections in two hours.

After some sensuality, Di Que was obviously tired and dizzy.

Seeing too many European and American muscular and thick-haired men really made him a little queasy, but he wondered why Chen Feng liked such things.

He also didn't care about cleaning up the mess on the table, he crawled into the bedroom half dead and fell asleep.

I don't know if the strong stimulus is still in his mind, Di Que's dream is chaotic, and all the entangled limbs appear again and again.

For the first time, he also dreamed of Ivan, who used to pester him often. He took off his clothes, and his strong figure could be seen in front of his eyes.

Ivan grabbed his waist and bent his body as strongly as in the plot of the movie, which made him scream in panic.

Chen Feng also seemed to appear in the dream, but he stood aside indifferently, watching his cries for help.

Di Que felt a heavy burden on his body, and even breathing became difficult.

He frowned and snorted twice, and suddenly felt hot breath on his neck.

This kind of touch was so familiar with reality that Di Que slowly woke up from a half-dream and half-awake.

There was a black shadow pressing down on him, and Di Que gasped in fright, and raised his hand to hit him.

The waving hand was grasped, and a deep laughter came from the darkness: "It's me..."

Di Que was stunned, panting for a while before realizing that it was really Chen Feng who came back.

He snuggled into Chen Feng's body that was still radiant at night, hugged Chen Feng's shoulder tightly with both hands, and suddenly bit Chen Feng's shoulder hard, not letting go.

The shock he received just now and the resentment and grievance hidden in the dream all vented out towards the culprit in front of him.

"Hiss..." Chen Feng took a deep breath, but he didn't push Di Que away.

He gritted his teeth and waited for a long time before Di Que let go of him slowly and snorted awkwardly.

Chen Feng smiled, straightened his upper body, took off his clothes, and said, "What's the matter? I rushed back wearing stars and moons. Is this how you greet me?"

Seeing Chen Feng pampering him so much, Di Que felt relieved, curled his lips and said, "Who told you to come here in the middle of the night to scare people?"

Chen Feng had already taken off his clothes at this time, got into Di Que's quilt, and embraced him intimately.

He chuckled in Di Que's ear, and shouted for grievances: "I worked so hard to catch the last flight back, I thought I could give you a surprise, so you don't miss me at all."

Di Que struggled twice in his arms, but still laughed.

It turned out that Chen Feng missed him too, otherwise he wouldn't have come back in such a hurry.

"Then you have taken care of everything over there?" Di Que didn't know what Chen Feng was on a business trip for, so he just asked casually.

Chen Feng kissed his cheek and lips eagerly, and sighed: "No, I have to catch the first flight back in the morning."

"..." Di Que was stunned, and hurriedly pushed Chen Feng away from him, and shouted, "Then why are you coming back?"

Chen Feng looked at Di Que's two eyes shining against the moonlight in the darkness, and laughed helplessly.

"Little fool, what do you think I am coming back for? I just want to see you..."

Di Que's heart softened when Chen Feng's tender voice said it, and he felt a little embarrassed for the first time.

Hesitating about how to answer the conversation, Chen Feng suddenly turned on the bedside lamp.

"We only have three hours, let me take a good look at you."

Di Que was blinded by the sudden light, but Chen Feng stepped up at this moment, parted Di Que's legs, and lowered his head.

"Hey!" Di Que gasped in surprise, put his hand on Chen Feng's head, and gradually inserted it into his hair, letting his passion overwhelm him.

This was the first time Chen Feng used his mouth to him, and Di Que trembled slightly with excitement amidst confusion and shyness.

Chen Feng is extremely skilled, better than any woman he has ever dated.

Di Que couldn't suppress his feelings and voice at all, he could only follow Chen Feng's pace up and down.

Chen Feng wanted to turn him over, but Di Que held back his strength and did not move. Chen Feng raised his eyebrows to look at him, and he said awkwardly: "I hate the back pose, I want to watch you do it." ..."

Chen Feng laughed happily, hugged him and kissed him wildly, but the movements of his hands became more gentle.

The three hours became so short for some reason, and when Chen Feng retreated from him panting, Di Que still couldn't regain his senses.

"I'm leaving. I'll be back as soon as possible." Chen Feng kissed his ears and began to get up and get dressed.

Di Que glanced at the misty sky outside the window in a daze, and muttered: "Damn it, run away when you're done playing..."

Chen Feng was amused by Di Que. After he put on his tie, he turned around and kissed Di Que, biting Di Que's lips with a bit of punishment.

"I welcome you to fly over to tease me at any time."

Di Que also laughed, and suddenly hugged Chen Feng forcefully and turned over, then pressed Chen Feng under him and kissed him fiercely for a while.

After the two of them played around for a long time, Chen Feng had no choice but to leave quickly to catch the plane.

Di Que lay on the messy big bed and heard the door slammed to death, and then he hugged the pillow and started to be dazed.