Little slag run

Xia Xue seemed to fall from heaven to reality in an instant. He blinked, swallowed back the confession that was about to be blurted out, nodded numbly, opened the door and got off the car.

After getting out of the car, he looked at Chen Feng who was sitting upright in the carriage, gritted his teeth and asked Chen Feng, "Mr. Chen, would you like to sit up?"

This is a simple apartment that Tang Xiao helped him find. Although it was only a simple and cheap one-bedroom apartment, it might not be possible to entertain Chen Feng properly, but Xia Xue was reluctant to say goodbye to Chen Feng just like that.

Chen Feng showed him a gentle smile for the first time today, shook his head and said, "No, you can go back and have a good rest, you have worked hard today."

Xia Xue straightened up in disappointment, obediently waved at Chen Feng, and watched Chen Feng drive away.

When he walked alone in the dark and narrow corridor, he could only sigh and scold himself for being useless.

He is always timid, wasting the great opportunities that God gave him time and time again.

If there is a next time, he must firmly grasp it and never let himself regret it again.

Di Que turned over in a daze, and touched a smooth and warm object with his hand.

"Huh?" He touched it in a daze, and the feeling seemed to be a strong chest of a person, but it was different from Chen Feng's feeling, it seemed to be more generous...

Di Que opened his eyes, and was shocked to see Zheng Xiang lying on his side sleeping with his mouth wide open.

"Uh!" Di Que sat up straight from the bed, looked down, and found that he was also naked from head to toe!

"Shang Shiyao! Get up for me!" Di Que went crazy, grabbed a pillow beside him and threw it at Shang Shiyao.

Shang Shiyao was sleeping well, when suddenly the pillow fell from the sky, and he wanted to pull the quilt to continue sleeping, but he couldn't bear Di Que's continuous attacks.

He scratched his hair, sat up impatiently with the chicken coop on his head, and shouted angrily: "What's wrong with you! Get out when you wake up!"

Di Que shouted confidently: "You pervert! Why don't you put on your clothes and sleep next to me?"

Shang Shiyao was dumbfounded, and looked at Di Que dumbfounded: "You are a pervert, this is my bed, you should thank me for letting you sleep."

"Then why are you still taking off my clothes? You covet my beauty!" Di Que immediately protected his chest with both hands, defending his sovereignty.

"What are you thinking, you pervert? I don't bother to look at you! You have the nerve to say that you vomited on me last night, and the dirty clothes are in the toilet, so hurry up and wash them off!" Shang Shiyao kicked him.

"I don't wash, and I won't vomit if you don't drink me. All in all, you are responsible!"

Di Que hugged the quilt and dodged left and right, and the two started fighting.

"Why don't you clean up all the wine bottles at home?" Meng Fan rushed back overnight after finishing work, and as soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw two shirtless old men rolling in a ball on the bed.

His eyes flickered, and after a moment of distraction, he realized that the person on top was Shang Shiyao, and the one below him was Di Que...

"Xiaofan! Why did you come back so early?" Shang Shiyao jumped off the bed in a hurry, and ran up wearing only boxer briefs to hug someone.

Seeing Shang Shiyao's calm expression, Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped back and avoided Shang Shiyao: "I haven't changed my clothes yet, it's dirty."

Di Que was blocked by his aunt on his uncle's bed, obviously not as excited as Shang Shiyao, he rolled up the quilt on his body, smiled at Meng Fan with shame, and immediately ran towards the bathroom.

Meng Fan waited for Di Que to disappear into sight, then stared at Shang Shiyao with questioning eyes, only staring at Shang Shiyao, sweating profusely.

"Well...you're not boring me, so I invited Di Que over for a drink..." Shang Shiyao didn't really want to tell Meng Fan about the quarrel between Di Que and Chen Feng, and he didn't want Meng Fan to intervene in the relationship between the two again. between.

"..." Although Meng Fan felt that the relationship between the two was outrageously good, and the scene just now was dazzling enough, but Shang Shiyao and Di Que were careless in nature, and if he was going to get jealous because of this, it would appear that they were I'm petty.

"It's fine for you to ask Di Que to drink, but look at what you've made of your house?"

Shang Shiyao carefully observed Meng Fan's face, and found that Meng Fan was not as angry as he imagined, nor did he continue to pursue Di Que's matter, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and flattered him: "I'll clean it up right away! Xiaofan, you You must be tired just now, right? Take a shower and sleep."

As he said that, Shang Shiyao quickly pulled out a set of pajamas and stuffed them for Meng Fan, and pushed him into the bathroom: "I'll immediately change the sheets, and when you wash them, I'll make sure everything is clean and fragrant!"

Shang Shiyao saluted and stomped his feet again, acting like a dog-legged soldier, and immediately made Meng Fan laugh.

"Stupid." Meng Fan spat at him, and he pushed him into the bathroom.

Di Que was shaving shirtless in front of the mirror, when he saw Meng Fan coming in from the mirror, he immediately gave him a cheerful smile.

Meng Fan also smiled at him, and said politely: "It's hard for you to come and drink with him, Shang Shiyao just can't stand loneliness."

Di Que was startled, not knowing where Meng Fan's words came from.

"Actually, it's mainly because he drank with me. I also want to thank him. I feel much more comfortable now..."

"Huh?" Meng Fan was puzzled.

"Hehe, thank you also for lending Shang Shiyao to me to complain all night."

"You..." Meng Fan found that the confessions of the two people did not match, and instead became suspicious.

Of course, Di Que had no reason to lie to him, but what did Shang Shiyao insist on hiding from him, and lied to him that he came to find Di Que on his own initiative?

"Di Que, Xiaofan needs to take a bath, come out quickly!" Shang Shiyao was yelling outside at this moment.

Di Que quickly turned his face, waved his hand at Meng Fan embarrassedly, wiped his face and ran out.

Meng Fan wondered while taking a bath, and when he finished washing, Di Que had already left.

Shang Shiyao laid out a new quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him with a smile on his face, patted his side when he came out, and said with a smile: "Xiaofan, come and sleep, the bed sheets are your favorite set .”

Meng Fan didn't move.

Shang Shiyao blinked, and said again: "Di Que's clothes are dirty, so I borrowed a set of your clothes for him without authorization. It's okay."

Meng Fan sighed and said seriously, "Shang Shiyao, tell me the truth, what did Di Que do here last night?"

Although Di Que's heart has been paralyzed after a hangover, and the pain is no longer as sharp as yesterday, the poking pain in his head makes people feel a little nervous.

Sure enough, it's not worthwhile to use alcohol to drown your sorrows. Di Que shook his head and sighed while driving. Last night, he was as impulsive as a teenager who lost his love.

After finally calming down, Di Que decided not to think about Chen Feng's affairs for the time being, but to calm down his feelings, and then he might be able to make a correct judgment.

Di Que habitually avoids when encountering problems, so he refuses to face the center of the storm of contradictions. Even subconsciously, he hopes that Chen Feng can make the final decision for him.

Chen Fengfeng chooses to give up at this point, or he will choose to continue to fight for him...

Probably if Shang Shiyao knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would scold him for being useless and lose the initiative, but such a headache and hurtful decision, just thinking about it, would shorten people's life by ten years.

Di Que also understands that he advocates pleasure and refuses to take responsibility for his life, which is the main culprit that causes every relationship of his to start vigorously and end without a problem in the end.

Every time he encountered difficulties or conflicts, he immediately turned around gracefully as soon as he smelled the gunpowder, trying to retreat completely, but this time when facing Chen Feng, Di Que was inexplicably stumbled.

"Chen Feng, you bastard." Di Que gritted his teeth.

Maybe Chen Feng is his ultimate nemesis. If he still has reason, he should really get out now.

Di Que restrained himself from thinking about Chen Feng, but his thoughts still revolved around Chen Feng along the way.

It was almost noon when he arrived at the company, apparently missing the company's regular morning meeting.

He rubbed his temples, and went to Department B to say hello first, and explained the important arrangements with several people in charge.

Before leaving, Di Que was stopped by a veteran of the board of directors, who mysteriously waved him aside.

"Dong Li, what's the matter?" Di Que listened to him.

"I heard that there are some problems with B&D's stock recently..."

"What do you mean?" Di Que was startled.

"We suspect that someone has been secretly manipulating B&D's stock price recently." Li Dong narrowed his eyes, and the imprint of wisdom was even more profound.

"No way? Could it be that Bi Shao did it in the United States?" Di Que instinctively seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. He is not very interested in participating in the company's strategic actions.

"We were also afraid that it was the boy's idea, so we kept watching, but I haven't been in touch with Bi Shao for a week." Li Dong sighed.

"Really?" Di Que was embarrassed by Bi Shaoliang, so he seldom contacted him actively. Hearing Li Dong's words at this time, he felt uneasy.

After all, Bi Shaoliang is the backbone of the entire B&D. Di Que has no confidence to make decisions on many things, and others are not very good at listening to his arrangements.

"Director Li, don't worry, I will contact Young Master Bi to report the situation to him, and we will contact you if you have any questions."

After Di Que appeased Li Dong, the hangover sequelae became more intense.

Getting into trouble with Chen Feng would have been enough to upset him, but at this time, he was going to have problems at work.

It's a pity that he can't ask Chen Feng for help at this time. He needs to give advice, so he has to take one step and count one step.

He returned to his office, opened the door and found a huge bouquet of roses on the desk facing him, and the fragrant smell filled the whole room.

Di Que's heart twitched violently, his blood was about to freeze.

While nervous and excited, Di Que couldn't help but get tangled up.

Of course he didn't think about this bouquet of flowers, Chen Feng should have sent them here to show his kindness and apologize to him, right?

But this apology came too quickly and suddenly, he didn't even think about whether to forgive Chen Feng, and then continue walking with him...

Di Que walked over slowly, sliding his fingertips over the delicate and beautiful bright red petals, and finally stopped on a pink card dotted with gold powder.

Why is there a feeling of déjà vu?

Di Que picked up the piece of paper with his fingers and slowly opened it, revealing the smooth and handsome handwriting inside.

A series of standard Chinese verses are written under a string of unidentified birdsong: "The loyal knight returns victoriously to meet the unique and beautiful princess. I will come on the moon at midnight, and I will return with dew in the morning." .”