secretly like him
Chapter 72
Chen Feifan was stunned for a moment, thinking that this person was really cunning, and what he said seemed to be his responsibility...
I can't tell what kind of feeling I feel in my heart, it seems to be funny, and it seems to be other.
But in the end, he just asked softly: "What about you, what do you want?"
Shen Mojin's peach blossom eyes looked at him like a wordless invitation.
Chen Feifei leaned back involuntarily, pulling a little distance away from him, and the intertwined breath separated like this.
But there was still something, like invisible glue, that glued their eyes together.
Shen Mojin was extremely patient and didn't speak, but just looked at him with a smile.
Chen Feifan blinked his eyes, as if thinking.
Finally, he tilted his head and asked again: "Which step do you usually take to succeed?"
Such a question seemed a bit out of the question, but Shen Mojin understood.
He smiled lightly, tapped Chen Feifei's lips with his fingertips, and the answer was self-evident.
God is so unfair, let some people not only have a beautiful life, but also give him a particularly good brain and charming demeanor.
Even if you don't know his glittering background, just relying on that is enough to deceive people into fascination with a kiss.
Chen Feifan's brain eroded by alcohol was spinning, and he felt that his fighting power was not bad, at least he had crossed the average line, and he was not defeated by him in one step.
Thinking of this, Chen Feifei couldn't help lifting his chin, showing a complacent but childish expression.
This made him get closer to himself when he was a teenager, and the bookishness cultivated in the day after tomorrow, all moved away from him with this expression.
When Chen Feifei was in high school, he dared to dye his hair, play tricks and learn to smoke, so he was not a good boy in his bones.
After the skin of the good student who had been tense was torn, he felt a rare sense of ease.
I don't know if it's the alcohol that strengthens his courage, or whether he has really grown to be strong enough in the past 12 years.
Chen Feifan raised his chin and looked at the vixen who had made him run away, and asked with a smile, "What do you think I'm going to do next?"
Shen Mojin raised his eyebrows, quite interested: "Huh?"
Chen Feifei smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Of course I slept with you."
He spoke too directly, too clearly, and too frankly.
For a moment, Shen Mojin thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and then, without warning, Chen Feifei stretched out his hand and pulled him over, and directly pushed him onto the sofa.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Feifei straddled his lap, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked down at him: "Are you afraid?"
The incident happened suddenly. Although Chen Feifan was a researcher, but as a man, his strength was not too weak. Shen Mojin couldn't move for a while when he pressed his shoulder.
Just saying I'm afraid...
Shen Mojin's hand landed on his somewhat thin back, went down along the waistline, and finally pressed on his waist, pressing down with some hints: "Who is afraid?"
Chen Feifan could feel the heat coming through his clothes, imitating the way he raised his eyebrows just now, and said, "Is there a regular physical examination?"
Shen Mojin looked at him and waited for his next words.
Chen Feifei continued without changing his expression: "I have, how about you?"
Shen Mojin smiled: "Yes."
Chen Feifei nodded: "Well, that's good, I don't have anything."
There is nothing specific, he feels that the old driver will definitely understand, needless to say too clearly.
Shen Mojin was slightly surprised for a moment, but Chen Feifei, a drunk, unexpectedly and keenly caught it.
He seemed to snort, but also seemed to be simply narrating: "I don't have the habit of taking people home casually."
Shen Mojin didn't know if he should explain something, and he didn't have the habit of going home with anyone casually.
But before he could open his mouth, Chen Feifei kissed him with wine-smelling lips, without any rules, with the recklessness of a drunkard.
Shen Mojin had no choice but to pinch his chin and adjust the rhythm of the kiss.
From chaotic to gentle and relaxed, the heat is gradually accumulating in the end.
Her lips were hot, like a tinder, igniting everything.
Chen Feifei could only vaguely remember the two of them tossing and tossing for most of the night. Anyway, he didn't keep up with his stamina in the end, and it was all due to Shen Mojin, the vixen.
In the morning, after Chen Feifei opened his eyes from the hangover headache, he dazed for a while before realizing that someone was sleeping beside him.
Looking at the sleepy face of the vixen beside him, Chen Feifei quickly woke up.
His brain, which was used for scientific research, will finally fully resume its work.
First, he didn't have a dream last night, he really had an affair with Shen Mojin, and for most of the night...
Second, they didn't take any measures, high-risk behavior, although he seems to have confirmed that the other party should be fine... But how can the memory of the drunk be so trustworthy!
Third, third...
Chen Feifei fell into deep thought, shouldn't he tell Gu Xun and their young couple that he put their uncle to sleep?
Then he was thinking wildly, when the alarm clock rang suddenly, his conditioned reflex was like a carp straightening up... he didn't stand up halfway through, and then collapsed back.
Chen Feifan grinned and touched his lower back, wishing he could kick Shen Mojin beside him to the ground.
It was only this year when he got up, and he felt himself being supported by a pair of warm hands.
Chen Feifei said almost subconsciously, "Thank you."
Shen Mojin looked like a big fox basking in the sun after eating, and said meaningfully: "It should."
Chen Feifei: "..."
That's right, he did it.
The alarm clock was still ringing, but Chen Feifan had no idea what attitude he would use to face his high-risk partner last night.
Shen Mojin turned off the alarm clock for him, as if he was at his own home, he opened Chen Feifan's wardrobe and helped him get a suit of clothes out.
While buttoning his shirt, Chen Feifei secretly glanced at Shen Mojin.
I didn't read it carefully last night, but when I saw it just now, Chen Feifei couldn't help feeling a little sour in his heart.
This old vixen has been exercising quite well, just putting on some clothes can also show beautiful but not exaggerated muscle lines, how about this!
Chen Feifan originally thought that he had a pretty good figure. It would be a big deal for a nerd who didn't exercise to have his figure.
It's just that looking at Shen Mojin at this meeting, there is an obvious gap.
Chen Feifei hurriedly looked away before Shen Mojin found out, but the sour energy in his heart was not so easy to dissipate.
He lowered his head and buttoned his shirt, and then turned his head to look at Shen Mojin seriously, as if the thing he just peeked at didn't exist at all.
Chen Feifan looked at the wrinkled shirt on his body, held back, and finally held back and didn't say, let him get the clothes from himself.
If there are too many involved, it will be too complicated.
Chen Feifei coughed, and just as he was about to speak, Shen Mojin brought him another pair of trousers.
It was only then that Chen Feifei realized that the current situation was actually quite embarrassing. He was well dressed on the upper body, but his lower part was bare, so he took his trousers and wanted to put them on.
In the end, someone held down his hand, and Shen Mojin asked, "What's inside? Where did you put it?"
Chen Feifei got stuck for a moment before realizing that he was talking about underwear, and immediately felt an old blushing feeling: "The drawer over there, the top one."
So what he wore inside was also given to him by Shen Mojin.
Wearing pants obviously saves effort when wearing clothes, and the soreness of the waist and the discomfort in an indescribable place are particularly obvious. Chen Feifei couldn't help but keep breathing and frowning.
Shen Mojin was at the side to help, but he kept his sense of proportion, saying that he should stop going to work without saying anything.
This made Chen Feifei feel quite good, he liked such a safe range.
After the whole person was fully dressed, Chen Feifei's shame was overwhelmed by his IQ, and he did everything he could, so it was obviously too late to be shy again.
As for Shen Mojin, he didn't know if it was because he was born gentle and considerate, or because he had experienced many battles.
When Chen Feifei got into Shen Mojin's car again, he strangely didn't feel too much embarrassment, he just felt that he was taken care of... very thoughtful.
Isn't it thoughtful, there is a waiting car downstairs, and the driver brought breakfast.
Probably because of the consideration of the dining environment, although it is not soup or porridge, but it is also very considerate, it is soft and easy to digest food.
Chen Feifei glanced at the name of the shop printed on the matching drink. It was so famous that it was the place where he would go to have breakfast only if he won the lottery.
While stuffing food into his mouth, Chen Feifei wondered whether Shen Mojin was considerate, or the driver's master's practice makes perfect.
There was no answer to this question after breakfast, but the car stopped downstairs in the research institute.
Chen Feifan wiped his hands with a wet towel, opened the car door by himself, got out of the car gracefully, and strode forward without even saying goodbye.
He felt that if he could walk more quickly, he would be an incomparably handsome figure.
It's a pity that my back is sore and my legs are weak.
It's a shame, but that's how life is.
Shen Mojin sat in the car and watched him walk into the research institute building, and watched the figure disappear from sight, but he never looked back for a long time.
He doesn't like the back view that man left for him very much, but seeing his straight back, he can see a little cuteness.
After savoring it, the cuteness was magnified. By the way, I thought about the touch of his hand touching his back, and it suddenly became a little more cute.
Shen Mojin was engrossed in his thoughts, he didn't say a word, the driver didn't dare to move, the car just stopped.
After a while, Shen Mojin said, "Let's go."
The driver started the car.
Chen Feifan just lay down on his desk for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he heard his colleague gossip about seeing a luxury car while going to work.
Chen Feifei immediately thought of Shen Mojin's car, and suddenly felt guilty.
But after thinking about it, even if someone saw him getting off Shen Mojin's car, it would not be possible to immediately develop the relationship between the two of them.
He really didn't need to scare himself.
After doing this, Chen Feifan stretched his waist and began to sort out the previous experimental data.
You have to live your life by yourself, and you can't disrupt the rhythm just because of anyone.
It's just that he never expected that that random person would come so quickly when he broke in again.
As soon as he finished sorting out the experimental data, the leader of the courtyard over there notified him.
Chen Feifei felt a chill down his spine when he saw the notice saying that he would cooperate with Shen to develop this section.
After seeing that the project name was the same as the dime he made now, he felt dark again.
What is rhythm?
When Chen Feifei was called by the leaders to talk cordially, he was completely hypocritical.
The leader smiled: "Xiao Chen and Mr. Shen are..."
Chen Feifei immediately answered, "He is the uncle of my high school classmate."
Although he is now wondering whether to tell classmate Shen that he slept with his uncle, but... that's the relationship between the two of them!
The author has something to say: Well, everyone, happy Lantern Festival, you can get a small red envelope for Lantern Festival if you leave a message in this chapter~
Thanks to Mu Xuan and Yu Xiaoxi for the grenade
感谢种田的白白x8、千非x3、桂花糯米团x2、柚子味Hanyux2、二白白x2、淑尤嘉树x2、Snoopyx2、墨墨今天次药了x2、鱼晓隰x2、溜溜er、★爱CP※瓶思邪、St.泡芙、咕咕咕哒、溏心小果、25903862、倾黎子帆、我爱作者大大、sanjijyu、不想早睡、Alive0_陌茉、米良的地雷
I can't tell what kind of feeling I feel in my heart, it seems to be funny, and it seems to be other.
But in the end, he just asked softly: "What about you, what do you want?"
Shen Mojin's peach blossom eyes looked at him like a wordless invitation.
Chen Feifei leaned back involuntarily, pulling a little distance away from him, and the intertwined breath separated like this.
But there was still something, like invisible glue, that glued their eyes together.
Shen Mojin was extremely patient and didn't speak, but just looked at him with a smile.
Chen Feifan blinked his eyes, as if thinking.
Finally, he tilted his head and asked again: "Which step do you usually take to succeed?"
Such a question seemed a bit out of the question, but Shen Mojin understood.
He smiled lightly, tapped Chen Feifei's lips with his fingertips, and the answer was self-evident.
God is so unfair, let some people not only have a beautiful life, but also give him a particularly good brain and charming demeanor.
Even if you don't know his glittering background, just relying on that is enough to deceive people into fascination with a kiss.
Chen Feifan's brain eroded by alcohol was spinning, and he felt that his fighting power was not bad, at least he had crossed the average line, and he was not defeated by him in one step.
Thinking of this, Chen Feifei couldn't help lifting his chin, showing a complacent but childish expression.
This made him get closer to himself when he was a teenager, and the bookishness cultivated in the day after tomorrow, all moved away from him with this expression.
When Chen Feifei was in high school, he dared to dye his hair, play tricks and learn to smoke, so he was not a good boy in his bones.
After the skin of the good student who had been tense was torn, he felt a rare sense of ease.
I don't know if it's the alcohol that strengthens his courage, or whether he has really grown to be strong enough in the past 12 years.
Chen Feifan raised his chin and looked at the vixen who had made him run away, and asked with a smile, "What do you think I'm going to do next?"
Shen Mojin raised his eyebrows, quite interested: "Huh?"
Chen Feifei smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Of course I slept with you."
He spoke too directly, too clearly, and too frankly.
For a moment, Shen Mojin thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and then, without warning, Chen Feifei stretched out his hand and pulled him over, and directly pushed him onto the sofa.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Feifei straddled his lap, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked down at him: "Are you afraid?"
The incident happened suddenly. Although Chen Feifan was a researcher, but as a man, his strength was not too weak. Shen Mojin couldn't move for a while when he pressed his shoulder.
Just saying I'm afraid...
Shen Mojin's hand landed on his somewhat thin back, went down along the waistline, and finally pressed on his waist, pressing down with some hints: "Who is afraid?"
Chen Feifan could feel the heat coming through his clothes, imitating the way he raised his eyebrows just now, and said, "Is there a regular physical examination?"
Shen Mojin looked at him and waited for his next words.
Chen Feifei continued without changing his expression: "I have, how about you?"
Shen Mojin smiled: "Yes."
Chen Feifei nodded: "Well, that's good, I don't have anything."
There is nothing specific, he feels that the old driver will definitely understand, needless to say too clearly.
Shen Mojin was slightly surprised for a moment, but Chen Feifei, a drunk, unexpectedly and keenly caught it.
He seemed to snort, but also seemed to be simply narrating: "I don't have the habit of taking people home casually."
Shen Mojin didn't know if he should explain something, and he didn't have the habit of going home with anyone casually.
But before he could open his mouth, Chen Feifei kissed him with wine-smelling lips, without any rules, with the recklessness of a drunkard.
Shen Mojin had no choice but to pinch his chin and adjust the rhythm of the kiss.
From chaotic to gentle and relaxed, the heat is gradually accumulating in the end.
Her lips were hot, like a tinder, igniting everything.
Chen Feifei could only vaguely remember the two of them tossing and tossing for most of the night. Anyway, he didn't keep up with his stamina in the end, and it was all due to Shen Mojin, the vixen.
In the morning, after Chen Feifei opened his eyes from the hangover headache, he dazed for a while before realizing that someone was sleeping beside him.
Looking at the sleepy face of the vixen beside him, Chen Feifei quickly woke up.
His brain, which was used for scientific research, will finally fully resume its work.
First, he didn't have a dream last night, he really had an affair with Shen Mojin, and for most of the night...
Second, they didn't take any measures, high-risk behavior, although he seems to have confirmed that the other party should be fine... But how can the memory of the drunk be so trustworthy!
Third, third...
Chen Feifei fell into deep thought, shouldn't he tell Gu Xun and their young couple that he put their uncle to sleep?
Then he was thinking wildly, when the alarm clock rang suddenly, his conditioned reflex was like a carp straightening up... he didn't stand up halfway through, and then collapsed back.
Chen Feifan grinned and touched his lower back, wishing he could kick Shen Mojin beside him to the ground.
It was only this year when he got up, and he felt himself being supported by a pair of warm hands.
Chen Feifei said almost subconsciously, "Thank you."
Shen Mojin looked like a big fox basking in the sun after eating, and said meaningfully: "It should."
Chen Feifei: "..."
That's right, he did it.
The alarm clock was still ringing, but Chen Feifan had no idea what attitude he would use to face his high-risk partner last night.
Shen Mojin turned off the alarm clock for him, as if he was at his own home, he opened Chen Feifan's wardrobe and helped him get a suit of clothes out.
While buttoning his shirt, Chen Feifei secretly glanced at Shen Mojin.
I didn't read it carefully last night, but when I saw it just now, Chen Feifei couldn't help feeling a little sour in his heart.
This old vixen has been exercising quite well, just putting on some clothes can also show beautiful but not exaggerated muscle lines, how about this!
Chen Feifan originally thought that he had a pretty good figure. It would be a big deal for a nerd who didn't exercise to have his figure.
It's just that looking at Shen Mojin at this meeting, there is an obvious gap.
Chen Feifei hurriedly looked away before Shen Mojin found out, but the sour energy in his heart was not so easy to dissipate.
He lowered his head and buttoned his shirt, and then turned his head to look at Shen Mojin seriously, as if the thing he just peeked at didn't exist at all.
Chen Feifan looked at the wrinkled shirt on his body, held back, and finally held back and didn't say, let him get the clothes from himself.
If there are too many involved, it will be too complicated.
Chen Feifei coughed, and just as he was about to speak, Shen Mojin brought him another pair of trousers.
It was only then that Chen Feifei realized that the current situation was actually quite embarrassing. He was well dressed on the upper body, but his lower part was bare, so he took his trousers and wanted to put them on.
In the end, someone held down his hand, and Shen Mojin asked, "What's inside? Where did you put it?"
Chen Feifei got stuck for a moment before realizing that he was talking about underwear, and immediately felt an old blushing feeling: "The drawer over there, the top one."
So what he wore inside was also given to him by Shen Mojin.
Wearing pants obviously saves effort when wearing clothes, and the soreness of the waist and the discomfort in an indescribable place are particularly obvious. Chen Feifei couldn't help but keep breathing and frowning.
Shen Mojin was at the side to help, but he kept his sense of proportion, saying that he should stop going to work without saying anything.
This made Chen Feifei feel quite good, he liked such a safe range.
After the whole person was fully dressed, Chen Feifei's shame was overwhelmed by his IQ, and he did everything he could, so it was obviously too late to be shy again.
As for Shen Mojin, he didn't know if it was because he was born gentle and considerate, or because he had experienced many battles.
When Chen Feifei got into Shen Mojin's car again, he strangely didn't feel too much embarrassment, he just felt that he was taken care of... very thoughtful.
Isn't it thoughtful, there is a waiting car downstairs, and the driver brought breakfast.
Probably because of the consideration of the dining environment, although it is not soup or porridge, but it is also very considerate, it is soft and easy to digest food.
Chen Feifei glanced at the name of the shop printed on the matching drink. It was so famous that it was the place where he would go to have breakfast only if he won the lottery.
While stuffing food into his mouth, Chen Feifei wondered whether Shen Mojin was considerate, or the driver's master's practice makes perfect.
There was no answer to this question after breakfast, but the car stopped downstairs in the research institute.
Chen Feifan wiped his hands with a wet towel, opened the car door by himself, got out of the car gracefully, and strode forward without even saying goodbye.
He felt that if he could walk more quickly, he would be an incomparably handsome figure.
It's a pity that my back is sore and my legs are weak.
It's a shame, but that's how life is.
Shen Mojin sat in the car and watched him walk into the research institute building, and watched the figure disappear from sight, but he never looked back for a long time.
He doesn't like the back view that man left for him very much, but seeing his straight back, he can see a little cuteness.
After savoring it, the cuteness was magnified. By the way, I thought about the touch of his hand touching his back, and it suddenly became a little more cute.
Shen Mojin was engrossed in his thoughts, he didn't say a word, the driver didn't dare to move, the car just stopped.
After a while, Shen Mojin said, "Let's go."
The driver started the car.
Chen Feifan just lay down on his desk for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he heard his colleague gossip about seeing a luxury car while going to work.
Chen Feifei immediately thought of Shen Mojin's car, and suddenly felt guilty.
But after thinking about it, even if someone saw him getting off Shen Mojin's car, it would not be possible to immediately develop the relationship between the two of them.
He really didn't need to scare himself.
After doing this, Chen Feifan stretched his waist and began to sort out the previous experimental data.
You have to live your life by yourself, and you can't disrupt the rhythm just because of anyone.
It's just that he never expected that that random person would come so quickly when he broke in again.
As soon as he finished sorting out the experimental data, the leader of the courtyard over there notified him.
Chen Feifei felt a chill down his spine when he saw the notice saying that he would cooperate with Shen to develop this section.
After seeing that the project name was the same as the dime he made now, he felt dark again.
What is rhythm?
When Chen Feifei was called by the leaders to talk cordially, he was completely hypocritical.
The leader smiled: "Xiao Chen and Mr. Shen are..."
Chen Feifei immediately answered, "He is the uncle of my high school classmate."
Although he is now wondering whether to tell classmate Shen that he slept with his uncle, but... that's the relationship between the two of them!
The author has something to say: Well, everyone, happy Lantern Festival, you can get a small red envelope for Lantern Festival if you leave a message in this chapter~
Thanks to Mu Xuan and Yu Xiaoxi for the grenade
感谢种田的白白x8、千非x3、桂花糯米团x2、柚子味Hanyux2、二白白x2、淑尤嘉树x2、Snoopyx2、墨墨今天次药了x2、鱼晓隰x2、溜溜er、★爱CP※瓶思邪、St.泡芙、咕咕咕哒、溏心小果、25903862、倾黎子帆、我爱作者大大、sanjijyu、不想早睡、Alive0_陌茉、米良的地雷
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