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

Chapter 17 new journey

Pei Feng took off his shoes, put on his slippers, walked slowly to Wei Jun's side, and naturally sat beside him.

He didn't answer Wei Jun's rhetorical question directly, but Pei Feng answered with another question.

"not going?"

Wei Jun understood the other party's meaning: "Well, I won't go."

"I'm very free recently." Pei Feng suddenly mentioned his time, and he turned his head to meet the person who focused his attention, "I've read your strategy and put a lot of thought into it. You must be looking forward to it."

Wei Jun hesitated, "You mean, I'll go with you?"

Pei Feng was about to nod.

Wei Jun said quickly: "No need."

Pei Feng's movements froze. Seeing his resistance, the corners of his lips curled up into a chuckle, as if he hadn't noticed it, and said, "No need?"

Wei Jun turned his head: "You don't need to make do with me, you should spare some time on purpose, you should have your own things to do, I'm not in a hurry, I can start again at any time later."

"It's okay." Pei Feng said.

Wei Jun: "..."

"You don't want to, or does it have to be him?" The other party has the feeling that he doesn't agree, so he wants to find fault.

Wei Jun propped his elbows against the person who suddenly approached, all the light in front of him was blocked, and he could only draw the outline of the other party from the afterglow, rough to blurred.

He couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

"Neither." Wei Jun leaned back and replied almost instinctively. He tried hard to capture the latter's expression, trying to use it as a basis to make the best response, but he didn't see anything, "I just Worried about your identity, can you travel domestically?"

Pei Feng supported Wei Jun's waist with one hand, and locked him between himself and the sofa. His hanging hair covered half of his brow bone, only showing his straight nose: "Where are you abroad?"

"I'm not prepared." Wei Jun clenched his fists and tried his best to show his innocence.

Pei Feng: "You can ask."

Wei Jun was silent for a while: "Why?" Why did you go on a trip with him, why did you not give up in such a hurry, why did you persist so actively.

Pei Feng thought for a while: "Take it as a belated honeymoon."

Wei Jun's first thought was that this person was out of his mind, and he was definitely holding back a bad move, so he said sensiblely, "I don't care."

Pei Feng's arms tightened and hugged Wei Jun's waist. From too close a distance, he could smell the familiar fragrance of shower gel. Pei Feng's tone was unspeakably delicate: "I care."

Wei Jun was stunned, his head was dazzled by this answer, leaving him with little rationality left.

"We..." Pei Feng, "develop a relationship during this journey."

Every word hit Wei Jun's ears, causing a terrible buzzing and crushing the processing center in his nerves.

"Try it." Pei Feng suddenly changed his tone, and observed Wei Jun with offensive eyes.

Wei Jun, who was about to explode, suddenly calmed down, he probably understood the other party's thoughts.

The other party wants to determine whether he can try during this journey.

Wei Jun: Opportunity.

An opportunity for the opponent to take the initiative to back off.

Wei Jun's pale face returned to rosy, and he raised a bright smile: "Okay."

He was as happy as if he owned the whole world, just because of Pei Feng's willingness to try.

Pei Feng moved his fingers slightly, and his palm trembled. He and the other person both remembered their current posture.

"Itchy." Wei Jun couldn't help hiding, complaining with a pout.

Pei Feng let go obediently.

Wei Jun twisted his body to get rid of the disturbing itch, but he was still confined in a small space, and if he moved a little, he would touch the person above him.

His thighs were stretched, and the opponent's knees were caught in the middle.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Wei Jun explained, "I'm uncomfortable sitting, I want to change my seat."

The other side leaned over to him, and Wei Jun smelled a thin fragrance.

The hem of his clothes was lifted, exposing a narrow waist that had been hard-worked and curvy.

"It turned out to be a mole." Pei Feng scratched the red mole two inches behind Wei Jun's waistline with his fingertips, "It's really good at hiding."

Wei Jun's stiff body relaxed because of the result of the opponent's actions: "Brother, what do you want to see, let me say hello in advance, is it okay?"

It's a bit scary to take off your clothes when you disagree.

When Pei Feng heard his words, he covered his dazzlingly white waist with his whole hand: "How long have you practiced?"

"Not long." Wei Jun moved unaccustomedly, the heat from that hand almost scalded his skin, "Get up, it's uncomfortable."

Pei Feng didn't let him go, and thoughtfully said, "It started after the manga exhibition?"

"Earlier." Wei Jun denied.

Pei Feng was noncommittal, seeing him thumping violently, he didn't want to do anything else at first, so he stayed away honestly.

Wei Jun tidied up his messy clothes and poured himself a glass of warm water. Because of the successive turning points just now, his messy mood got a little bit ironed: "Are we going to leave this week?"

"Do you have something to do?" Pei Feng sat on the left side of the sofa, and turned his head to look at the person who was four or five steps away from him.

Wei Jun: "No."

Pei Feng: "No accident, it's this week."

Wei Jun: "Oh."

Pei Feng: "Is there anywhere you want to go?"

"Country R." Wei Jun thought of a question, "What foreign languages ​​do you know?" He actually wanted to ask, are you good at foreign languages?

Pei Feng's expression showed a kind of leisurely control: "I will arrange it."

"..." Wei Jun was so overwhelmed by the breath of capitalism from the other party that he was speechless.

Having money is good.

Wei Jun had to say, envious.

When he really started his journey, his envy became numb, and the disparity between rich and poor made envy seem extravagant.

On the third day after deciding to say a piece to travel, stepping on the tail of the week.

When Wei Jun was still sleeping in bed, he was ruthlessly scooped up to catch the plane.

In a daze, I didn't expect to go abroad.

For some unknown reason, the other party did not remind him until Wei Jun's spirit returned and he clearly understood his situation.

Wei Jun stared blankly at the leisurely man: "I'm wearing pajamas."

"Cold?" Pei Feng didn't know why, so he deciphered a meaning for his words.

Wei Jun: "...I'm penniless, I only have one person with me!"

Pei Feng: "Didn't you take your phone?"

Wei Jun was speechless, of course he took it, he didn't want to experience the days without the Internet at all, he was used to carrying his mobile phone with him, not out of brain thinking, but out of instinctive behavior.

"What's the difference, I'll buy it later." Pei Feng pressed his worries to the ground.

Give full play to the banknote capacity.

What can Wei Jun say, he didn't give the money, the other party was willing to be a money-spreader, so he had no choice but to enjoy it.

The first stop: N country.

Wei Jun walked out of the airport in a trance, looking at the clear blue sky and white clouds, the colors like oil paintings, let him slightly dissipate the depression of being surrounded by crowds, who told him to be the most maverick, wearing fur pajamas walking in suits, trendy clothes, In the middle of the skirt, how could he not attract attention.

and so……

Wei Jun's eyes lit up, and he said to Pei Feng, "Let's go to the bathroom."