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

Chapter 31

Apart from the paintings on the balcony, Pei Feng dug out many well-preserved paintings from the utility room.

The strokes are similar, and the colors are the same.

Obviously it was written by one person. Pei Feng flipped through it, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. He seemed to have seen it many times.

When he was recalling, there was the roar of tires rubbing against the ground downstairs, and he immediately walked to the window, watching a silver-white sports car parked under the street lights.

The person engraved in his heart walked out of the open car door. Even though he was wearing a woolen cap, he still recognized Wei Jun, and then he got out of the driver's seat with a man whom he had seen several times, and the man suddenly grabbed Wei Jun's arm.

Pei Feng stood behind the curtain, watching silently.

He saw Gu Chengxuan approaching Wei Jun, putting him between himself and the car, Wei Jun remained motionless almost connivingly.

Pei Feng couldn't understand what the two said, he could only notice that the corners of Wei Jun's lips curled up helplessly, and the hat on his head was lifted by Gu Chengxuan.

The soft strands of hair were pulled up a little, and strands of hair fell down due to the restriction.

Gu Chengxuan's hand seemed to want to touch the injured place, but in the end he didn't dare to really touch it.

Pei Feng felt a tingling pain in the palm of his hand. His hand almost broke the window sill, but it didn't stop the confusion that spread to the brain.

Wei Jun, what do you want me to do with you?

The two people at the bottom of the building act intimately, talking and laughing, no third person is allowed to intervene.

Pei Feng restored the items in the room one by one, walked out of the room, and turned off the lights.

The inconvenient part of the old community is that there is no elevator, so you can only step up the stairs step by step.

Wei Jun lives on the fifth floor.

Saying goodbye to Gu Chengxuan who was extremely sticky today, Wei Jun touched the back of his neck uncomfortably, where he was pinched by the other party just now, and he still feels it now. It is strange to say that it is not painful, but numb.

The sound-activated lights were activated by Wei Jun's footsteps, illuminating the way forward.

Go to the last step of the ladder.

Wei Jun froze in place, the person who shouldn't appear was leaning against the door of his house, the tall and tall man lowered his head slightly, his ridiculously long eyelashes cast small shadows under his eyes, the other party had black hair and black pants, only The black and red of the single top complement each other, like a red rose blooming in the dark night, beautiful but poisonous.

"What's up?"

Wei Jun stepped on the last step, his gaze was level with others, and his questioning tone was familiar and polite.

Pei Feng: "I've come to ask you for something."

Wei Jun was puzzled.

Pei Feng: "Marriage certificate."

Wei Jun stopped taking out the key: "What do you want it for?"

"Just take back what belongs to me." Pei Feng said, "You don't have to be nervous."

Wei Jun: "I'm not nervous." He opened the door, "I'll find you right away."

Pei Feng followed up on his own, even though the owner of the house didn't ask him to come in, he locked the door behind him.

While waiting for Wei Jun to go upstairs, Pei Feng searched his memory for the reason why he found the painting style familiar.

He has followed one of his fans on his trumpet, and that fan has followed him since his debut, consistently, from a novice who doesn't know anything to a blogger who is proficient in data output, he watched people step by step Growing up, it seems that I have also witnessed my own experience of becoming famous.

The opponent's Weibo recorded his history.

Pei Feng has brushed up on the paintings this fan drew for him several times, and the bright and warm colors have instilled all his love.

How similar to Wei Jun's painting he saw.

And he saw in the other party's Weibo that he liked and commented on a Weibo because of the resonance.

[Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly:

I have a very important person who is seriously ill. She pulled me and said that she wanted to introduce a boyfriend to me. Mingming still watched her chattering with me quite energetically, I thought it would get better, but after today I never heard her chatter again.

Although I am in my 20s now, I can still remember the first time I saw her.She smiled and handed me an ice cream, and the child next to her pursed her mouth and burst into tears.It's still funny to think about it now, that kid is really stingy.His mother is very generous, always giving me delicious food and reasoning with me.We have a good relationship, and my parents have a good relationship with her.

Now she and my parents should be able to chat and go shopping together again. 】

The time of posting this Weibo happened to be the day his mother passed away.

After finishing the funeral, I accidentally saw it, leaving traces under the emotional agitation.

Pei Feng found out that those comforting comments were still there, but the profile picture of the blogger was blacked out, and the profile pictures of the replies below had been replaced with other celebrities.

He closed his eyes, his brows were full of mockery, mocking his own despicability.

Wei Jun, I was wrong.

Pei Feng's head was resting on the wall, he seemed extremely tired, but his facial features were obviously cold, as if he was crying in the dim starlight.

The sound of footsteps approached, and the voice-activated lights turned on.

Pei Feng suppressed all his emotions that would expose his weaknesses, and his concealed eyes slowly filled into the young man who was gradually showing his figure. The young man was in a good mood, his peach blossom eyes were filled with the tenderness of Yuehua, and the movement of his eyes was romantic.

"Here, the marriage certificate."

Pei Feng came back to his senses, he fixed his eyes on the young man in front of him, glanced over the small red book, and involuntarily moved to the well-proportioned finger.

Then came the slender and flexible wrist bones, the skin was too thin to cover the raised veins, followed by a red mole dotted in the snow-white skin.

Pei Feng's Adam's apple rolled, and he forcibly looked away: "Where did you go tonight?"

Wei Jun hesitated for a moment: "Dinning with friends."

Pei Feng: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Wei Jun: "So?"

Pei Feng laughed lowly: "It's nothing." He took the marriage certificate, and the gloom in his expression flashed away.

Wei Jun glanced at him: "Can't you make a phone call?"

Pei Feng: "I don't want to fight."

"Then you deserve it." Wei Jun shrugged, "If I don't come back tonight, what will you do?"

Pei Feng: "Call the police."

Wei Jun's eyebrows twitched: "You are crazy!"

Pei Feng took two steps towards him, and responded quietly: "You treat me as sick."

Wei Jun was at a loss for words: "I also took the things, shouldn't you go?"

Pei Feng: "We are husband and wife now."

Wei Jun: "?"

Pei Feng: "I want to stay."

"No." Wei Jun frowned, "Pei Feng, I didn't tell you clearly about your relationship with me before?"

Pei Feng: "It's clear."

The distance between the two is half a step away.

Wei Jun: "I understand you... hiss—"

There was a bang and the windows trembled.

The overlapping black shadows approached the drapey curtains, which immediately became wrinkled and messy.

The curtain on one side was roughly pulled open by Pei Feng. He clasped Wei Jun's hand and pressed it against the transparent glass.

Pei Feng raised his eyes and blew towards the people who hadn't left at the bottom of the building. He didn't hear the sound of the car, so he guessed that they hadn't left.

He guessed right.

Pei Feng narrowed his eyes, restrained the struggling man, and half-failed Wei Jun's shirt that was exposed on the shoulders outside the curtains, then lowered his head to lick the delicate skin, and then bit the back of his neck fiercely.

He still remembered Gu Chengxuan's tricks on the back of Wei Jun's neck. He wanted to erase the human mark, and Wei Jun could only be his.

"Pei Feng!" The man bound in his arms erupted into unimaginable resistance, "Are you trying to break the contract?!"

Pei Feng took a few steps back, neither denying nor admitting, he had no intention to abide by the agreement at all.

but……

Pei Feng caressed his lips in satisfaction. Now that he had tasted the sweetness, he had a little patience to deal with it: "Of course not."

Wei Jun was so angry that he wanted to punch someone, he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Then what were you doing just now?"

"Taking advantage?" Pei Feng, "Playing hooligans?"

Wei Jun: ...you fucking know, are you quite proud?

Pei Feng looked at him with a half-smile, "Gu Chengxuan didn't leave."

"What are you trying to do with Chengxuan?" Wei Jun was wary.

Pei Feng chewed and read: "Chengxuan?" The moment the sound came to the end, his brows and eyes were full of gloom.

Wei Jun's hair exploded in an instant, and his back felt cold, but he didn't flinch from it, instead he said very seriously: "Put away your thoughts."

"Don't drag a third person into our affairs."

Pei Feng seemed a little puzzled: "I haven't done anything yet, so there's nothing wrong with punishing me if I want to."

Wei Jun sneered: "What did you do before?"

Pei Feng opened his mouth, and caught the tone in the sudden ringing of the mobile phone. He simply shut his mouth and raised his eyebrows to look at Wei Jun, who was very attractive in the night at this moment.

The torn clothes half concealed the beautiful body, the lips were red and swollen, and the eyes were moist.

Wei Jun ignored the hot gaze from the other party, picked up the call from Gu Chengxuan, explained to others that he was fine and safe, and then hung up the phone.

"Aren't you leaving?" Seeing that Pei Feng was still there, Wei Jun hurried away in an irritable tone.

Pei Feng swept Wei Jun up and down recklessly: "Are you sure you want to solve it?"

"You feel it, don't you?" Pei Feng's eyes deepened.

Wei Jun sneered: "I like men, any man is fine, it has nothing to do with you."

"I didn't say you felt it because of me." Pei Feng said.

Wei Jun had a heart attack, and said stiffly, "I don't need you."

Pei Feng was silent, and then said: "Then, who do you need?"

Just as Wei Jun was about to speak, an unspeakable crisis arose in his heart and immediately spread to all the cells in his body. If he could not answer properly, the consequences would be very serious.