Pretending to be soft and forced to have a crush on divorce

Chapter 21

I don't know if it's a gift or a divine help.

Pei Feng met Wei Jun's request and killed the players who abused him before, and even sent out taunts with extremely fast hands.

Looking at what people did, Wei Jun's expression was a bit complicated.

"Are you satisfied?" Pei Feng turned his head. They were already close, and a slight change in their movements would affect the other person.

Wei Jun retreated subconsciously, preventing the opponent's heat from approaching him.

"Satisfied." Wei Jun couldn't raise an opinion, so naturally he could only admit it.

Pei Feng put down his phone, and the game interface on the projection screen showed that he was exiting: "Then let's rest."

Wei Jun tightened his throat: "Yes."

Pei Feng walked to the bed first, and seeing him dawdling, he lifted the quilt and lay down on it, feeling as if you don't sleep and I sleep.

Wei Jun immediately went to bed too.

It's not that he hasn't shared the same bed before. After Wei Jun emphasized it again, his mood gradually calmed down. He didn't feel nervous before, so why is it this time.

Go to sleep.

Wei Jun secretly thought.

It was indeed quite late, and he had been running around all day long, lying on the soft mattress, and soon felt drowsy. Feeling the breath and heat of another person beside him, Wei Jun slowly fell asleep.

until the next morning.

Wei Jun's biological alarm clock woke him up.

"Hmm..." Wei Jun was so stuffy that he couldn't take it anymore. He got out of the restraints, looked at the sleeping person, and exhaled foul air. He was tightly entangled by the other party, and it was difficult to move. , hugged his limbs and drew them together again, "No!"

"When you're awake, don't pretend to be asleep."

Wei Jun snorted angrily.

Pei Feng, with blue shadows remaining in his eyes, didn't seem to have slept well, and there were deep marks between his brows. Because of Wei Jun's struggle, he showed a bit of cold hostility.

Immediately, he opened his eyes.

The slightly misty eyes instantly calmed down, reflecting Wei Jun's shadow.

"Are you hungry?" Pei Feng said with a hoarseness that hadn't woken up, and a rare laziness.

Wei Jun choked his voice and said, "Let go."

Pei Feng looked at him for a while, maybe he was nostalgic for the feeling of hugging him, and he didn't let go until the other party was about to get angry.

Breakfast is cheese bread and hot milk that belong to the N country.

The bread is very chewy, and it takes a lot of teeth, but the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes. The aftertaste is sweet in the wheat aroma, and the dryness after chewing is neutralized by the milk.

Wei Jun lowered his head and concentrated on eating, and the sleeping hair on the back of his head was messy, swaying with the master's movements.

Seeing it, Pei Feng couldn't help stretching out his hand.

"Why?" Wei Jun moved away from the knocked head.

"Go to Haiwei Highway today." Pei Feng stopped his hands as if nothing had happened, "The weather outside is just right."

Wei Jun wondered: "What's so interesting about the road?"

"Look at the scenery." Pei Feng said, "There are also a lot of delicious food."

Hearing the delicious food, Wei Jun had no objection.

After breakfast, get ready to go out.

It was only now that Wei Jun realized that he was in a state of unrestrained behavior. The collar of his bathrobe on his chest was stretched out so much that he would reveal what was inside when he bent slightly. The collar was pulled crookedly and hung over his shoulders.

After eating breakfast for half an hour, he probably missed half an hour.

Wei Jun glanced at the person behind him, forget it, the other person didn't care, so what did he care about.

The day they chose for the trip was really good. Although it rained last night, it was clear and cloudless during the day, and the sky was blue and clear, with a feeling of polished amber.

The houses built along the Haiwei Highway have low floors and undulating ups and downs, like a house with a rural flavor in a fairy tale.

Dark blue street signs with white logos painted on them.

In front is the endless ocean, with sparkling waves and occasional waves.

Wei Jun is a person who doesn't like to take pictures, but the stunning beauty of the scenery is completely incomprehensible to the eyes and brain, and needs to be recorded with other instruments.

Walking slowly along the side of the road, there was a loud bang on the ground, accompanied by the sound of the soles rubbing against the ground, and it became a fierce cheer in an instant.

In front is a basketball court.

There were not many people playing, and they were probably tired from playing. They were sweating and wanted to take a break. The cheers just now happened to be the end of a basketball confrontation.

Wei Jun turned his gaze to Pei Feng.

They walked along the road for a while, and it was no fun to continue walking, mainly because the two of them kept their mouths shut, and walking was really boring.

Wei Jun used his poor Y language to negotiate with the young people playing basketball. The other party was not indifferent and unfriendly because he was a foreigner, but warmly welcomed him to join.

Seeing that he was about to fight, Pei Feng took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves, intending to join in as well.

Wei Jun's basketball skills are mediocre, and he can play as a forward in school. He hasn't played much sports since graduation, so he did some emergency training some time ago, and his hands are relatively new for the time being, so he chose a less critical position. Teammates pass the ball, and the shot will definitely not be shot.

At the beginning, everyone was playing more cautiously during the running-in, and gradually became fierce.

In stark contrast to Wei Jun, Pei Feng has never stopped exercising and has a wide range of motion. He actually made several shots.

Sweat and panting linger on the basketball court.

Wei Jun wiped off the sweat from his face, looking for opportunities among the running crowd.

The person in front who grabbed the basketball made a high throw. Due to the huge physical exertion, he didn't have time to catch up. Wei Jun stayed behind to gather strength, and saw the basketball approaching him.

Also, those who turned around and ran quickly, their speed was very fast.

Wei Jun couldn't help but focus all his attention on the basketball, and slightly bent his knees.

He jumped up, and the others jumped up too.

As the ball gets closer, so do the people.

Wei Jun's hand touched the spinning basketball, and at the same time, a black shadow hit his cheek and lips.

"..."

Wei Jun and a strange young man kissed each other firmly.

Fortunately, everyone is paying attention to basketball, and it seems that no unexpected interaction between them has been discovered.

Wei Jun landed on the ground and wiped his mouth reflexively. His gaze poured into the opponent and he made a provocative gesture of licking his lips.

Then, his wrist hurt.

"Stop fighting." Pei Feng's face was very ugly.

Without waiting for anyone's reply at all, he dragged Wei Jun away, and cast an extremely cold look at the young boy before leaving.

Wei Jun was dragged away almost staggeringly.

"Take it easy." Wei Jun frowned in pain, wondering why the other party had a sudden convulsion, but due to the low and stagnant air pressure, he held back the tone that might conflict with the other party, and softly begged.

His plea was answered.

Wei Jun freed himself to ask, "Why are you leaving all of a sudden?"

"Disinfection." Pei Feng suddenly looked at him.

"?"

After returning to the hotel, Wei Jun understood what the other party meant by disinfection, and passively undressed and took a bath throughout the process.

Two big men stood in the spacious bathroom.

Wei Jun pushed away the other party's hand that wanted to wipe the shower gel on his body, and his hairs stood on end: "I will do it myself!"

"You can't wash it clean." Pei Feng was even more domineering.

Wei Jun: "I—um—!"

Pei Feng approached him, and his voice was light: "Be good."

Wei Jun was restrained, and he didn't dare to act rashly, his twinkling peach eyes were immediately stained with water.

"After washing, I'll make you a drink." Pei Feng stroked the corner of Wei Jun's eyes comfortingly.

Wei Jun's eyelashes drooped.

Only at the end, showing a little suppressed breathing.

When Wei Jun walked out of the bathroom, his figure swayed, and his hot body was pressed against his back.

His face was red, his lips were even more red, and his whole body was trembling. It was conceivable how hard he was rubbed by another person.

"Asshole." Wei Jun didn't want to be touched by the other party again, it would remind him of the experience just now.

Pei Feng didn't refute, he just carried Wei Jun onto the sofa.

Wei Jun didn't want to see him, so he covered his eyes in deception, thinking he would disappear.

Pei Feng half-kneeled in front of Wei Jun.

Silent confrontation.

"Why are you still here!" Wei Jun still couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted angrily, "Where's my wine?"

"...Go downstairs." Pei Feng said.

Wei Jun: "No."

But Pei Feng leaned over and hugged him: "There's a theater over there, you can choose a movie to watch, and then taste the wine I made."

Wei Jun: No, I just don't want to stay in the same space and breathe the same oxygen as you.

"Put me down." Wei Jun glared at him.

Pei Feng: "Don't move."

They've reached the stairs, and if they continue to struggle, it could end badly.

Wei Jun didn't want to spend the rest of his life in the hospital, so his body froze in displeasure, making it uncomfortable to hug.

On the second floor, there is a home theater with a sense of technology. The oval shape wraps the massage bed in the middle.

Wei Jun was carried to the massage table, and he looked at the person who put him down and left again.

The other party went to mix him a drink, and he poured half a glass, but he couldn't drink much after the wine was mixed.

In the past, Wei Jun would feel relieved that he would be drunk in front of the other party, but now...

Wei Jun is not so dull as to be stupid, everything that happened today made him unbearably conjecture.

Jealous, Pei Feng is jealous.

Wei Jun clenched his fingers tightly: how could it be, how could it be like this.

He was so annoying, how could he be so annoying?

Wei Jun couldn't figure it out.

"Anything you want to see?"

Wei Jun's heart shrank suddenly, and he looked at the person standing quietly behind him: "When will you arrive..."

Pei Feng picked up the prepared wine, passed his line of sight, and landed on the handle of the massage table.

Put away the wine and lean towards him.

"It's time for you to lose your face." Pei Feng stopped at the tip of his nose, seemingly touching each other.

Wei Jun knew that his disguise was exposed at this moment. He didn't expect to be able to tease the other party for a long time. Instead, he waited until now to tear his face. He still felt that the other party's reaction was slow: "Peeping is your hobby?"

There is a shallow sarcasm in the words covered with coldness, and the delicate and artificial whine is finally discarded, it is a clean and indifferent voice full of moisture.

"You're too engrossed in thinking." Pei Feng wasn't surprised by Wei Jun's change at all. He knew that the other party was acting. How could he not see that the acting was so fake.

Wei Jun raised his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Sit?"

Pei Feng sat down next to him obediently, picked up the wine in his handle, "You probably don't want to drink anymore."

Wei Jun: So you only mixed one cup?

Pei Feng: "If you don't mind, we can have a drink together."

Wei Jun: "Drink it yourself."

Pei Feng smiled slightly, and took a deep breath.

Wei Jun glanced at him, and regarding the current scene of being taken away by someone, he knew that he had lost completely, and he didn't have the energy to keep breaking up with him, so he cut to the chase: "Let's talk about divorce?"

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