The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

The night is as cool as water, and from the half-opened window on the side of the living room, one can see that the bright crescent moon has risen to mid-air, shining coolly on the ground.

A slightly cool wind came in through the crack of the window, walked around the living room, and gently blew Song Yuanzhou's forehead hair.

Song Yuanzhou shivered coldly in Jiang Che's arms. Jiang Che lowered his head to see his drooping obedient eyebrows, and hugged him tighter in his arms.

The cool wind completely woke Song Yuanzhou up.

A sudden dream made him afraid to face the stupid thing he just did.

I had no choice but to pretend that there was some pain in the corner of my left forehead, and I couldn't help but crawl into Jiang Che's arms again, wishing I could squeeze into his ribs.

"Ah, I'm a little drunk."

Jiang Che was amused by him, his deep laughter carried a tremor in his chest, it was pleasant and numb, "You didn't drink anything."

Song Yuanzhou: awsl, it turns out that ears can really get pregnant!

Jiang Che looked up at the window and seemed to understand, "Is this wind made of wine?"

Song Yuanzhou shook his head, and the soft top of his hair brushed against Jiang Che's chin.

soft.

Jiang Che instantly understood why there are so many assistant girls in the office who like rua cats.

Song Yuanzhou: "It's you, daughter Hong of the large mobile."

Song Yuanzhou sighed for a long time: "It's delicious and intoxicating."

Jiang Che raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise appeared on his face for a moment.

From the very beginning when Jiang Che saw him, he had the most genuine and youthful reaction under his rich theoretical knowledge. When he approached him, his face would blush and his heart beat unnaturally...

New driver on paper.

This was the first time I heard him say something a little bolder to his face.

Jiang Che smiled: "A generation of flirtatious kings?"

Song Yuanzhou: "..."

It's better if we don't mention this...what the hell...good wife, hehe!

Although the two were still hugging each other, the ambiguous atmosphere escaped through the window with the wind.

Song Yuanzhou unnaturally got down from the posture of hanging on the other party's neck, with his head down and his hands restlessly began to pull the corners of his clothes, pretending to straighten the folds.

In fact, he was wearing an apron outside, but the hem of Jiang Che's shirt was rubbed and wrinkled.

Song Yuanzhou cleared his throat with a "cough", and grabbed Jiang Che's shirt with both hands clumsily.

The more you pull, the more wrinkled you are.

Jiang Che let out a long sigh, and grabbed his hand: "Let's eat first."

Song Yuanzhou introduced the names of the dishes to him one by one, and then turned to ask him, his voice was so nervous that his voice was dry: "Do you like it?"

Jiang Che smiled reassuringly: "I'm not picky about food."

- No wonder!

The naive Song Yuanzhou really believed it, and when they ate together, they realized something was wrong.

Jiang Che is very picky, but it's not obvious that he is picky.

For example, he doesn't like garlic and ginger.

At first Song Yuanzhou thought that he didn't like the taste of these two things, so he didn't touch the garlic vermicelli shrimp at all, but he ate the beer duck next to it.

When making beer, the ginger slices were relatively large, and when it was almost ready to eat, he fished out the ginger inside.

Song Yuanzhou opened a bottle of wine that looked a little milky.

"This is a little millet wine I made myself when I was cooking on the first day. I don't know if it's good or not."

Song Yuanzhou likes this kind of rice wine that almost everyone in his hometown can make. The steamed glutinous rice is fragrant.

It's a pity that he is greedy for the fragrance of rice wine but dare not be greedy for the cup.

Song Yuanzhou drank millet wine in a real sense.

He usually doesn't drink when there is a second person present.But tonight he had a plan.

As the saying goes: Drunkenness makes a man courageous.

He wants to use the strength of wine to kiss him fiercely, kiss him desperately, kiss him swollen, kiss him dearly!

Kiss him until one day he becomes your own.

Song Yuanzhou poured it into two small transparent cups, like a little hamster hiding things, and he was extra careful when eating what he liked—he screwed his own small bottle cap tightly after pouring a little.

Then he pushed one of the cups in front of Jiang Che, and his eyes shone brightly like when small animals share food.

Jiang Che felt itchy in his heart.

This itching spread from the heart to the throat, extremely thirsty.

It happened that a glass of wine was passed in front of him. Jiang Che picked up the glass, raised his head, and drank it down in one gulp.

Song Yuanzhou watched his sexy Adam's apple move up and down, feeling thirsty unconsciously.

He drank it in one gulp, and asked expectantly after finishing the drink, "Is it good?"

Jiang Che hid his left hand under the table, and unconsciously moved his fingers twice.

In fact, he didn't taste it at all, because he had someone who wanted to taste it more, especially after drinking, every part of the moist and full lips in front of him seemed to remind him to taste the fragrance.

Song Yuanzhou's alcohol swelled quickly, and when Jiang Che was thinking about how to eat better, his cheeks were already covered with red clouds, and even the snow-white skin on his neck was quickly dyed crimson.

He felt that he was not drunk, and he also knew that he was going to pretend to be drunk and belittle him.

He stood up staggeringly, and the order in his brain was very direct, "I, I want to kiss you."

Jiang Che cooperated with him to stand up and bend down. He bent down to a place where he could kiss with his head up, and asked him in a good temper, "How do you want to kiss?"

Song Yuanzhou: "Just kiss like this."

What's so hard about kissing?

Song Yuanzhou stepped on his feet, clung to Jiang Che's neck, pouted his lips, and there was a loud "bo-chi" sound when he moved closer.

It's about to leave when I touch it. When I don't turn my head away, my feet are unstable and I sprained to the right.

Song Yuanzhou only felt his waist being gently surrounded by big palms, stabilizing his figure in his arms.The back of the head was firmly supported by the other hand.

They are very close.

Song Yuanzhou was so close that he could really count Jiang Che's long eyelashes.

He counted in his heart, one, two... oh, it's really long...

Jiang Che put a little force on his waist to divert his attention from his strange thoughts, and chuckled softly, "That's wrong, that's not the case...Come on, let me teach you."

Come on, come on, I want a tongue kiss~

Song Yuanzhou obediently closed his eyes.

Jiang Che's warm lips followed, and the tip of his tongue pushed against Song Yuanzhou's tightly closed lips with a little force, and a slit opened between those two small lips, and the tongue slipped like a flexible fish in an instant. into his lips.

The tip of Jiang Che's tongue entangled and played with the other's tongue.

The tip of the nose, lips and teeth are wrapped in each other's sweet breath.

From the top of the head to the body, this sweet breath ignited a fiery and trembling wherever it went.

Song Yuanzhou was dizzy from being kissed, and he was still a little hypoxic.

Jiang Che's tongue was very powerful.

In a moment of attacking the city and plundering the land in his mouth, Song Yuanzhou felt that his legs were sore and weak. If he hadn't leaned on Jiang Che's body, he might have collapsed on the ground.

Song Yuanzhou hugged his neck subconsciously.

They took a long, lingering kiss.

The moment Jiang Che let go of him, Song Yuanzhou felt the ceiling shaking, and he was so dizzy that he didn't know where the world was going.

The whole body is numb and comfortable.

He panted and tried his best to breathe steadily, but his eyes were bright, and he said crisply, "I still want it."

Jiang Che moved the hand on the back of his head, touched his face, and squeezed it gently, "Aren't you hungry?"

Song Yuanzhou was very honest when he was drunk, and all his actions came from the purest heart. He shook his head, then nodded instantly, "I'm hungry, but I want to kiss more, I want to kiss!"

Jiang Che touched the tip of his nose with his nose, but still held his left hand tighter.

Song Yuanzhou squinted one eye and secretly looked at Jiang Che's kissed face——

Those eyes are like a beach slowly ebbing, exposing the bright shells on it, and when they approach, the light is closed little by little.The thin and sexy lips are slightly parted, and the ruddy tongue can be vaguely seen inside.

Thinking that it was this soft but sweet thing that belonged to Jiang Che just now, pulling him, lips and teeth touching, exchanging breaths...

Song Yuanzhou shamefully...reacted....

Jiang Che stuck very close to him, opened his narrowed eyes again, and said with a smile, "Little villain, something is naughty."

Song Yuanzhou: "He said he wanted to get in touch with you."

Jiang Che: "Oh? Who is he?"

Song Yuanzhou didn't hesitate for a second: "Little brother!"

***

Besides, Ding Nongnong took a taxi to the place where he lived in desperation.

She changed her clothes and bag today, and forgot to bring her keys when she went out, but fortunately she lives with her boyfriend.

She rang the doorbell as usual, and stood at the door waiting patiently for the person inside to open the door, but after waiting for a while, there was no response.

She took out her mobile phone a little irritably, wanting to see if the other party had left a message for her.

I took it out and took a look-grass, no electricity.

I really didn't read the almanac today, and everything went wrong, so she was so angry that she rang the doorbell frantically for a while.

Inside the door—

I saw a gorgeously dressed woman sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed, and a young man was sitting across from her.

He knew who the person was ringing the doorbell frantically outside, but he didn't dare to move.

The woman was wearing vermilion pearl lipstick, reflecting the light above her head, there was a fierce and cold sense of alienation that could not be approached.

"Why don't you open the door?"

The young man smiled stiffly: "It's okay, Mom, let's talk business."

Sun Ying opened her eyes: "The pressing is so urgent, there must be something urgent."

Young man: "It's probably the ignorant neighbor on the opposite side who is so anxious every time he rings the doorbell. It's actually no big deal."

Sun Ying sat up: "Let her come in, maybe I know her too, let's chat about old times together."

The young man had no choice but to stand up.

Slowly moving forward, stepping back three times, only seeing his mother's indifferent side face.

He opened the door.

Outside, Ding Nongnong fell on him naturally, and muttered unhappily: "Huanhuan, why did it take you so long to leave, I'm exhausted from standing."

Jiang Huan whispered in her ear: "Didn't I send a message to ask you to stay outside for a while? Why did you come back so soon?"

Ding Nongnong pouted: "The phone is out of battery."

"Besides, why do you want me to stay outside for a while? Are you hiding a woman at home?"

Ding Nongnong pushed Jiang Huan away and stepped in with one foot, "Come out, who is it... um..."

Before she spoke rudely, Jiang Huan hurriedly covered her mouth, and in a cold sweat, he whispered, "You don't want to die?"

Sun Ying was getting impatient: "What are you doing standing outside, come in and chat with me. Is it Nongnong?"

Ding Nongnong's foot that had just stepped in trembled and then retreated.

She pinned the hair that slid to her cheeks behind her ears: "Then what, my dear, I have something to do outside, I'll go first."

Sun Ying took the coffee on the table and sniffed lightly, "What are you afraid of, come in. I originally asked you to deal with my cheap son who came for nothing, but I didn't expect you to hook up with my own son first. You are so brave Big, what are you afraid of? Come in."

Ding Nongnong supported Jiang Huan's arm, even his calf was cramping.

The author has something to say: I came late, I went back to my hometown in the past few days, I took my computer back, but I forgot to bring the power supply, and it ran out.cry.

small theater:

Xiao Zhouzhou gave Xiao Jiangjiang a set of clothes.

When Xiao Jiangjiang wore it to school, he found that he was wearing a pair with Xiao Zhouzhou.

Xiao Zhouzhou smiled: "Take my doll, it's mine~"

Xiao Jiangjiang nodded: "Didn't you say kiss?"

Xiao Zhouzhou blushed: "Mom said, you are not allowed to kiss before marriage."

Xiao Jiangjiang closed his homework: "Then let's get married now."

感谢在2020-05-2001:41:24~2020-05-2300:48:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 26 bottles of stepping on willows and singing songs; 20 bottles of Jiu; 5 bottles of Coke; 1 bottle of Suei;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!