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

Humming the tune, Wei Jun returned home in a particularly good mood, spent a day out with his friends, and had a very fulfilling life.

When I got home, I went to wash up first, and then lay down on the sofa and slumped.

Wei Jun played music outside and flipped through his phone.

He was fascinated.

"Are you free tomorrow?" The dizzy voice passed by his ears, bringing a chill.

Wei Jun trembled, and his finger, which was hesitating whether to pay, accidentally touched the screen, and the link jumped to show that the payment was completed.

"You...why are you walking silently?" Wei Jun turned off the phone, the music stopped, and the room became much quieter for a while.

He puffed his face and turned his eyes to the person who appeared suddenly. The visitor seemed to have returned here after finishing work, showing a bit of travel and dust. Wei Jun was quite surprised, "You seem to have come back recently. You are not busy with work. ?"

Pei Feng propped himself on the sofa with one hand, leaned over to look at Wei Jun who was huddled in the sofa, his deep eyes were full of waves: "You don't want to see me?"

Wei Jun felt that he was weird now, but in order not to collapse his personality, he took the initiative to hug the other party's neck and looked up at Pei Feng: "Of course I am happy to see my husband every day."

All movements are very natural, but the two people's breaths are intertwined due to the close distance.

Pei Feng stared at Wei Jun whose cheeks were blushing, and keenly caught the fleeting regret in the other's eyes. He suddenly clasped Wei Jun's hand that was about to let go, and hooked his slender, smooth fingers along the slender wrist bones. Day, ask again: "Are you free tomorrow?"

The overly intimate posture made Wei Jun want to back away, but he couldn't move at all when he was imprisoned. He turned his gaze sideways: "What's the matter?"

"Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a comic exhibition at Modern Paradise Street. I remember you seem to like two-dimensional?" Pei Feng said.

Wei Jun blinked. What he just paid for was the tickets for this comic exhibition, and he was going to ask Gu Chengxuan to play with him: "I really like it."

Pei Feng: "Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Wei Jun remained silent.

Pei Feng's eyes traced Wei Jun's gloomy face, and he laughed abruptly, with a gloomy and unique hoarseness, scattered in the air and quickly disappeared.

Wei Jun suddenly felt blessed in his heart: "Honey, you are so kind to me." After a pause, "Do you need me to do something?"

Pei Feng didn't answer for the time being, but let go of the restraint on Wei Jun, and sat down on the sofa.

"Is it convenient to take me to the manga exhibition?" Wei Jun asked again, as if thinking about him, "Actually, it's okay for me to go alone, as long as I feel like it."

Pei Feng said, "There is indeed one thing."

Wei Jun wasn't surprised, it was just something he had guessed clearly, and he still felt a little uncomfortable. He was silent for a moment, as if he was normal: "Say it."

"Follow me to a variety show." Pei Feng said.

Wei Jun: "?!"

"I don't want to bring anyone else." Pei Feng looked back at Wei Jun, "So, I thought of you."

Wei Jun: "I..."

Pei Feng said calmly: "For a regular variety show, you only need to stay in one room for interviews."

"But..." Wei Jun still hesitated.

Pei Feng's thin lips parted slightly: "I've already told the show crew." He lowered his eyelashes, "If you don't come, then I'll be alone."

The corner of Wei Jun's mouth twitched for a moment, it was on purpose, this person definitely did it on purpose, but he had to answer it.

After getting a satisfactory result, Pei Feng showed a little tiredness. In order to squeeze out leisure time, he didn't take much rest recently. He has been rushing the schedule. As soon as tomorrow morning's shooting is over, he will have some free time.

He got up to wash up.

Seeing that he was gone, Wei Jun picked up his phone and thought about how to refund the ticket.

Pei Feng, who was about to step into the bathroom, suddenly turned his head and silently watched Wei Jun frowning staring at the phone.

The next day.

Wei Jun took over the personal design, stayed up late to sketch the line draft, and ended up sleeping until noon.

He was woken up, a light scent of pine and snow filled his nose, and a warm hand brushed the end of his eyes, leaving a touch of cold moisture.

As soon as Wei Junfu opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar, so frightened that he suddenly pushed away the person in front of him, and covered his tear-filled eyes in a little panic.

Why are you crying? !Wei Jun couldn't remember what he dreamed about, but Pei Feng saw the tears he shed, which made him a little embarrassed.

Pei Feng supported himself on the ground with one hand, avoiding Wei Jun's push and falling directly to the ground. However, he did not stand up immediately, his gaze was firmly fixed on the tearful face, and his lips were pursed into a flat line. Wire.

Wei Jun, who hastily collected his mood, removed his hand from his face: "Well, I had a nightmare." He got up and wanted to help the person who was pushed down by him, "I'm sorry."

Pei Feng followed his pull and stood up.

After a moment of silence, Pei Feng didn't ask for whom his tears fell, but said: "Let's go."

Wei Jun hurriedly changed into his regular clothes and went out with others.

They went to have lunch first, and then walked slowly to the venue where the comic exhibition was held.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Wei Jun thought, it can't be like this anymore, he has to maintain the persona, touched the candy from the seafood restaurant in his pocket, cleared his throat: "Husband~"

Pei Feng, who was driving the car, jumped nervously, but was scratched to the bottom of his heart by Wei Jun's coquettish voice, and hummed in a low voice.

Actually gave a response.Wei Jun was slightly startled, but he didn't care, and said, "Open your mouth!"

Pei Feng's tone was slightly impatient: "What are you doing?"

Wei Jun took the opportunity to stuff the candy in his hand into the other person's mouth. This candy is not tasty, so I will give it to you so as not to waste it.

Being caught off guard by a sneak attack, Pei Feng could only swallow the sugar silently. The moment he touched the tip of his tongue, he felt a burst of coolness. The strong mint smell made him frowned. A piece of candy, the candy wrapping is not very common, it is definitely not the same candy he ate.

Wei Jun noticed his gaze, and guarded the food and said, "Don't think about it, there is only one, and it's mine."

Immediately, he put the candy into his mouth, and cherishedly licked the fingertips that had touched the candy.

Chong Pei Feng showed a smug expression.

However, it didn't take long for Wei Jun to be hit by the other party's sudden brake and almost hit the car glass.

Ahead is a red light.

Pei Feng swept over the knuckle that Wei Jun had licked, it was the hand that stuffed the candy into his mouth before.

He blinked slightly, his lips moved slightly, as if he was cursing, and he barely made a sound, except for himself, no one knew what he said.

Wei Jun, on the other hand, was calming down his heartbeat that was about to be hit on the head, so he missed this scene.

"Drive slowly." Wei Jun finally remembered to complain, "Suddenly slamming on the brakes, it's really..."

Pei Feng: "Okay."

"Huh?" The other party agreed too fast, Wei Jun was completely stunned, and it was only natural to see someone with a calm face, "Oh."

The husband whose aura is much softer than before, attracted Wei Jun to look at him from time to time, muttering that he won't be taken away, right?

When we arrived at the destination, there were already some people lined up at the entrance of the exhibition hall. Several well-known Internet celebrity cosplayers were invited to this comic exhibition, which attracted a lot of people.

Wei Jun and Pei Feng also had to wait slowly to enter.

More and more people.

Wei Jun glanced worriedly at the man who had put on the mask. Pei Feng received the signal, took out a pair of silver-rimmed glasses and put them on. Suddenly, his sharp and deep eyebrows became gentle and restrained, and he tried his best to restrain his graceful posture accustomed to being under the starlight. Melt in the sea of ​​people.

He just brought out his acting skills.

"Don't worry." Pei Feng said.

Wei Jun turned his head and muttered, "I'm not worried."

It's a pity that even though Pei Feng tried his best to restrain himself, his height, long legs, and outstanding temperament still attracted attention. What's more, Wei Jun, who had never put on any disguise beside him, had gorgeous facial features and an equally slender figure, so it was impossible to keep a low profile .

"Are you cosplayers?"

Wei Jun turned his head following the sound, startled by the sound of breathing in the surroundings.

"Okay, so beautiful..."

There was even a whispered discussion in the distance: "Is the guy next to me wearing a mask the little pretty brother's boyfriend?"

"Although you can't see your face, you must be very handsome."

"Should be friends."

"..."

Wei Jun pretended to be looking at his mobile phone to relieve the embarrassment of being praised by all kinds of people. The next moment, his ears felt hot, and his deep voice echoed in his mind.

"Little pretty brother?"

The tips of Wei Jun's ears turned red immediately, he raised his head and glared at the person who made fun of him, he gritted his teeth and threatened: "Believe it or not, I took off your mask."

Pei Feng looked at him, his long and narrow eyes slightly bent behind the lenses: "If you dare to pick it up, I'll..."

Wei Jun's brows soaked in the sunlight seemed to be dyed with a golden halo, and those peach blossom eyes that should have been affectionate and bright filled the figure of the person in front of him, as if affectionate.

Pei Feng was startled.

Wei Jun answered, "You are?"

Pei Feng's eyes flickered, he tore off the cold and warm mask, and said flirtatiously: "I'll just kiss you." Saying this was just a little bit of thinking because of being fascinated by beauty, and there was no more unclear meaning. Communication has to be just a joke, there is no other meaning.

Wei Jun saw through his thoughts that he didn't care who he was close to, and a cold expression gradually climbed to the corner of his lips: "Honey, you are really sick."

It seemed to be very angry, but still called her husband, it seemed to be a joke.Pei Feng was speechless, his hands hidden in his trouser pockets tightened.

"Okay, let's stop making trouble." Wei Jun put his arm around Pei Feng's shoulders, easily exposing the unhappiness just now, "It's time for us."

He doesn't care.Pei Feng instantly came to this conclusion in his mind.