Boyfriend Simulator [Quick Transmigration]

0911's eyes widened, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he stammered, "This...sleeping with you...is hot." The more he spoke, his cheeks gradually turned red, and his hands were restless. Rubbing the corner of his clothes, he glanced at Shang Chen on the bed from the corner of his eye.

The quilt rustled softly, Shang Chen glanced at 0911, then turned his back to him, and fell asleep.

0911 was taken aback. He felt bad, so he walked closer and called out in the darkness, "Shang Chen...Shang Chen?"

Shang Chen didn't turn around, leaving 0911 with a stiff and indifferent back.

0911 was a little flustered, he bit his lip, went to the head of the bed and gently pushed Shang Chen's shoulder and said, "Shang Chen, give me a break."

Shang Chen still didn't move, didn't even say a word, 0911 really panicked now.

They told you to go to bed just now, but they wanted to pretend to be reserved, but now it's all right, they don't talk to you anymore.

0911 The aggrieved nose sores, what if Shang Chen really doesn't want to talk to him?He gritted his teeth, then threw his shoes aside, and got on the wooden bed lightly, but he still didn't dare to get too close to Shang Chen, so he slept on the edge of the bed.

He swallowed hard, then pulled the corner of the quilt, "Shang Chen, don't ignore me, I was wrong."

"Oh? What's wrong?" Shang Chen raised the corners of his mouth in a corner he couldn't see. Now 0911's aggrieved voice sounds like a puppy abandoned by its owner, so disappointed that it can't even wag its tail. .

"I...I shouldn't have said that sleeping with you would be very hot." 0911 heard Shang Chenken talking to him, his eyes lit up instantly, and they shone in the darkness.

"I'm not..." Before Shang Chen could finish speaking, an arm wrapped around his waist. 0911 moved over from the bed and rested his chin on Shang Chen's shoulder.

"I was wrong, Shang Chen, please don't ignore me, I'm afraid you'll ignore me." 0911's voice was muffled, and Shang Chen could feel Xiao Jiu's lips move when he spoke on his shoulders, and he could feel the tightness of his chest. Looking at the temperature of his back, the hand around his waist looked extraordinarily hot.

Shang Chen was silent for a while, sighed inaudibly, then patted 0911's hand, signaling him to relax a bit, "It's hot."

"Not hot, not hot!" 0911 snapped his fingers, and the surrounding air cooled down quickly, as if the air conditioner was turned on, and a cool breeze blew in from the window, bringing the humidity of the pond outside.

"Puff," Shang Chen couldn't help laughing, he felt that there was something wrong with the way he and Xiao Jiu got along with each other, but he didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want to break it. If he kept pretending to be stupid like this, maybe Can this hard-won warmth and ambiguity last longer?

"I don't blame you," Shang Chen patted 0911's arm that was holding him. In the darkness, Shang Chen's voice sounded particularly nice.

"I'm just afraid that you'll act like a fool and refuse to enter the control room and come to sleep." Shang Chen paused, "I'm afraid you'll just stand there overnight...I can't bear it."

0911 buried his head deeper into Shang Chen's shoulder socket, rubbed his hair against Shang Chen's neck, almost greedily absorbing the breath that belonged to that person.

"Ah."

Shang Chen chuckled, twisted his hands and patted Xiao Jiu's head, "Don't do this again, silly Jiu." He rolled his eyes, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you make a mistake, you have to apologize. Quickly say, "Brother Shang Chen, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Shang Chen suppressed a smile, full of bad water.

0911 raised his head abruptly, then put it down slowly and lightly. Shang Chen kept smiling, waiting for Xiao Jiu's answer. 0911 struggled for a long time, and finally said the above sentence vaguely in a low voice.

"What? I didn't hear clearly. What are the seven words before "You're wrong"?" Shang Chen grinned from ear to ear, and 0911 pinched his waist angrily, "How do you know that you are worse than me?" Big!"

"Really? How old are you, Xiao Jiu?"

"Two, 21."

"Say it quickly, call me brother, hurry up."

"Shang Chen... I'm sorry."

"I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it."

"..."

Waking up the next day was still sunny, Shang Chen stretched himself after washing up, breathing in the pure air greedily.

"It's been a long time since I saw such a blue sky!" The injury on his head hasn't healed yet, and he is still in some faint pain. After eating the breakfast brought by the servant, Shang Chen is going to wander around.

As soon as he got out of the room, he was almost knocked down by a servant who was rushing forward. 0911 helped him up, grabbed Shang Chen's shoulders and put him upright.

"Did something happen?" Shang Chen grabbed the servant who was about to bow and apologize and asked.

"Hi...young master, the two ginsengs in the master's study were stolen by that quill yesterday, and they are now questioning the crime in the hall." The servant looked left and right, with a worried face.

Although this young master Jin Zeyu was a dementia, but the incident was a bit serious, and no one knew that this young master of the Jin family treated Zhang Qu differently.This family Ding and that Zhang Qu had some personal friendships, and he really couldn't see his brother's end like this, so he wanted to find someone who could speak for him, but unexpectedly, they ran into each other.

"Hurry up and save him, or it will be too late." The servant dragged him to the hall, saying as he walked, "That's Zhang Qu, master, that's Zhang Qu..." I'm afraid the idiot master won't listen understand the seriousness of this matter.

Shang Chen was startled, he had eaten "invisible candy" when he stole ginseng yesterday, and the ginseng was placed generously next to Jin Maocai's bookshelf, and the box was covered with dust, logically speaking, it shouldn't be so Find out soon...

But what I did yesterday was indeed a bit inappropriate. I don't know if my brain was broken, and I even became a little slow in doing things.

Along the way, Shang Chen's mind was running fast, until he stepped into the threshold of the hall under the leadership of his servants, and finally stabilized his mind.

As soon as you enter the door, the first thing you see is the Eight Immortals Table in the center of the hall, on which the rankings of several generations of Jin family ancestors are enshrined.

Sitting on the red-brown official hat chair below was Jin Maocai, waving a paper fan, with a hostile expression on his face, pointing angrily at Zhang Qu, who was kneeling in the hall and bound hands and feet.

"Bold bastard, you pushed the young master into the water yesterday, and you dare to steal my precious ginseng today!" Jin Mao's talented goatee was curled up, and Shang Chen could see the tiny spittle coming out of his mouth from a few meters away .

"I didn't steal it." Although Zhang Qu was kneeling, his imposing manner was not inferior to that of Jin Maocai who was sitting upright. He straightened his body and said vigorously, "If I said I didn't steal it, I didn't steal it. I dare say I dare to do it." .”

This made Jin Mao even more angry. He closed the paper fan and threw it on Zhang Qu's head, causing a bruise to appear on his forehead.

"Come on, drag him out for me! If I don't kill this kid today, I will..." Jin Maocai rolled up the sleeves of his robe, almost jumping off the chair to give Zhang Qu a slap.

"Father!" Shang Chen came around from the other side of the patio, ran up to Jin Maocai and grabbed his right hand that was about to be pressed down.

"Zeyu?!" Jin Mao let go of his hands, straightened his sleeves, with a look of disbelief, "Why are you here?"

Zhang Qu opened his closed eyes, raised his eyebrows, and looked coldly at what the father and son in front of him were going to do.

"Father, I stole the ginseng." Shang Chen shortened his body and grabbed Jin Maocai's sleeve, blinking his round eyes. He picked up the two sticks of ginseng from the table and put them on his Dad waved in front of him, "I thought it was fun, so I wanted to give it to brother Zhang Qu."

Zhang Qu opened his mouth in surprise. That's not what Jin Zeyu said yesterday, but today's posture clearly shows that he wants to protect himself and remove himself from this matter.

Jin Mao stomped his feet angrily, "Is this thing for fun?!" He pouted several times, wanting to say something to Jin Zeyu, but when he saw the boy's silly and still smiling eyes, he stopped. I suffocated it back.

"You! You always know that this thing is not for playing!" Jin Mao was so angry that he walked over and kicked Zhang Qu, almost making him unsteady.Shang Chen hurriedly grabbed Jin Maocai.

Zhang Qu gave Jin Mao a cold look and said, "Yesterday, the young master forced him into my hands, and I dare not refuse."

Heh, this kid is extremely astute in throwing the pot.Shang Chen thought calmly.

"Today, I wanted to take this opportunity to return it to the master, but Li Wu was one step ahead and falsely accused me of stealing." Zhang Qu got up from the ground and knelt down again, as if he had never been inferior to others.

He was indeed going to return the ginseng. He thought about it all night yesterday, but he still felt uncomfortable taking something from someone like this.

Although he hates Jin Maocai's face, hates that rich people can live such a good life, have everything they want, don't need to soak their clothes in summer, and don't need to worry about hunger, fullness, and warmth in winter... But the basic principles of life he I haven't forgotten.

But I didn't expect that when I met Li Wu on the road, I immediately turned him in front of Jin Maocai, and now I'm still standing by the side, complacent and proud of myself.

Shang Chen smiled softly, as long as Zhang Qu is willing to cooperate and put the blame on him, it can be justified.After all, Jin Maocai is just such a son now. Although he is stupid, he still feels reluctant to bear the pain after so many years.

"Father!" Shang Chen deliberately threw the ginseng on the ground, and kicked it twice, "If Brother Zhang Qu doesn't want this trouble, what's the use of it!" Then he burst into tears and yelled While covering the wound on his head, he said it hurts.

Jin Mao was panicked, he coaxed his son carefully, and gave Li Wu a hard look from the corner of his eye.

Li Wu knew he was in the wrong, so he stood by the side in despair, and helped Jin Mao pick up the ginseng that Shang Chen had stepped on, patted the ashes on it and put it back into the box.

Whether this matter is big or small, Jin Zeyu came out to mess around again, which caused Jin Maocai a real headache. He only wanted to coax his son well, and ignored Zhang Qu's stealing ginseng. .

That ginseng is not expensive, and the Jin family uses more than a dozen of them for stewing soup every month. Only Jin Mao still felt a little bit about the matter of Zhang Qu pushing his son into the water yesterday, so he wanted to take advantage of this matter. Show off your prestige.

Now that the situation seems to be unable to "criminalize" Zhang Qu, Jin Mao coaxed Shang Chen to sit on a chair, then turned around and rubbed the center of his brows with his eyes closed, "Okay, Zhang Qu, let's go. It’s just that this month’s wages are deducted.”

Zhang Qu took a hard look at Jin Maocai, stood up from the ground indignantly, untied the rope that bound him, and strode towards the door.

Now that the crisis was over, Shang Chen didn't need to act stupid in front of Jin Maocai anymore, he used the reason that he was dizzy and stumbled back towards his room.

"The favorability has increased." Xiao Jiu followed him for a short distance, holding the control panel and said solemnly.

Shang Chen smiled obliquely, and as soon as he went out, his hands covered his mouth and nose, the force was so domineering that he was not allowed to make a sound at all.

Shang Chen's eyes widened, he raised his elbow and was about to bump back, but the man said in a low voice, "Jin Zeyu...are you really stupid or... pretending to be stupid?"

The author has something to say: No whoring for nothing!Keep your claws!

Otherwise... otherwise, the stupid author will kiss you!