The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

Song Yuanzhou lived in a luxury single room in a high-end private hospital invested by Jiang Yuan for a week.

During the period, the police came twice and asked Song Yuanzhou some information about the kidnappers.

Jiang Che didn't go to work in the group during the day, but took his own portable computer and accompanied Song Yuanzhou to work in the ward to deal with some urgent documents.

The president is not in the office, and all the things that need to be present to run errands are handed over to Qian Tezhu.

After a week, Tezhu Qian managed to lose another 5 catties, and became a real representative of bamboo poles.

On the day Song Yuanzhou was discharged from the hospital and planned to go home to recuperate, he and Hu Qi came to help carry the luggage——

The real hard work is still done by Qian Tezhu alone, and Hu Qi's focus is on those endless fruit baskets and snacks.

Song Yuanzhou was hugged by Jiang Che and sat on the wheelchair, but he glanced back and forth at Qian Tezhu and Hu Qi, and couldn't help but said, "Ever since Qian Tezhu tricked us Qiqi, why does he feel more and more uncomfortable. "

Tezhu Qian held the two big bags in each hand, and jumped up when he heard this, "It's not because of your brother!"

It was a matter of dignity, for a moment Tezhu Qian forgot the fear of being dominated by his boss in those years, and jumped in front of his own boss.

Hu Qi stood behind and covered his mouth and smiled: "Our Zhouzhou's eyes are really sharp, he just suffers."

Special Assistant Qian threw the two bags in his hands on the ground, walked over, put his hands on Hu Qi's back, and gently kneaded his back with a familiar technique. With a "wow", his face turned red in an instant, and he thought he gave Qian Tezhu a fierce look.

It's a pity that because the corners of the eyes on the red face were stained with a touch of crimson due to shyness, there was no sense of oppression in the eyes, but there was a bit of coquettish charm on the contrary.

Special Assistant Qian was taken aback by this look. Since he couldn't do things in public, he had to go over and grit his teeth, "Wait tonight..."

Jiang Che pushed Song Yuanzhou over.

When Song Yuanzhou passed them, he clicked his tongue three times: "If you really can't help it, I will give you the venue first, and my brother and I will wait for you in the car first." After speaking, he gave Qian Tezhu a meaningful look waist.

Special Assistant Qian: "..."

Jiang Che pushed Song Yuanzhou all the way to the underground garage, carried him into the back seat, and folded the wheelchair into the trunk.

Jiang Che shook Song Yuanzhou's hand: "It's been 100 days since you've been hurt, and it's inconvenient for you to live alone these days. I still have a small villa in the city."

His eyes suddenly became serious and gentle, with an intoxicating halo flowing inside, "Move here, I'll take care of you, okay?"

Song Yuanzhou was taken aback by his eyes.

Is...do you mean to live together?

Seeing him in a daze, Jiang Che thought he was frightened by his sudden request.

Try to make your tone gentler and more sincere, "There are many rooms there, if you..."

Hu Qi and Qian Tezhu put two luggage bags in the trunk and closed the trunk.

Just when they opened the driver's and co-driver's doors, they heard Jiang Che's words, and the two of them were so frightened that they closed the car doors at the same time.

Song Yuanzhou was awakened by the sound of the door opening and closing, his face was hot, and he turned his head, not daring to meet Jiang Che's eyes.

Jiang Che sighed with regret in his heart.

Still holding Song Yuanzhou's hand, he must wait for an answer persistently.

Hu Qi and Qian Tezhu were outside the car to calm down the fragile little heart that had been scratched by Jiang Che's icy cold glance.

Hu Qi pouted: "Your masters and servants are all routine kings."

Special Assistant Qian: "I'm wronged, every word I say comes from my heart."

Hu Qi sneered: "I don't know who said it, so I hugged and did nothing..."

Special Assistant Qian quickly went around and smiled flatteringly, "Isn't this matter already over?"

Song Yuanzhou's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and the hand held by Jiang Che seemed to be burning.

He held back his shame: "No, it's okay..."

After Song Yuanzhou finished speaking, he felt his hand tightened, and then another big palm touched his face, and turned his face to face him gently and firmly. .

Those eyes as deep as the deep sea seemed to have countless huge waves beating against the rocks at this moment: "I want to kiss you. Can I? Baby."

This was not a question, because before Song Yuanzhou could react, Jiang Che's face had already moved closer, and his warm lips were pressed against his own.

Song Yuanzhou's whole world became quiet in an instant, and he smelled the good smell from Jiang Che that belonged to him alone.

All the senses seem to degenerate at this moment, but everything given by the person in front of him is infinitely magnified.

The hand on the waist was constantly moving, and the scalding temperature of the palm could be clearly felt through a piece of clothing. Song Yuanzhou couldn't help curling up his toes because of the heat.

Most of the palm of the other hand rested on the back of his head, and only one thumb kept stroking his sensitive neck. Song Yuanzhou sighed comfortably and had to hug him even tighter.

The gentle breath swept over Song Yuanzhou's face continuously, as if every hair on his face was taken care of by the warmth and slowly stretched out.

And that flexible tongue, wrapped around his tongue, kept sweeping every place, like a curious child who has never seen the scenery, taking his lover to travel everywhere.

Song Yuanzhou's mouth was slightly opened, and transparent saliva slipped from the corner of his mouth before he could swallow it, and was swept away by Jiang Che's tongue a moment later.

The two shared a lengthy kiss.

When they reached Xingtou, they were interrupted again by the sound of Qian Tezhu and Hu Qi opening the door.

Special assistant Qian finally found a chance to return all the ridicule he just received from Song Yuanzhou.

"Little boss, you go on, Hu Qi and I didn't see anything."

Qian Tezhu started the car and drove in the direction of the villa in Jiang Che's urban area.

Lao Wang was injured in the last incident, but fortunately, the injury was not serious. In this incident, because Song Yuanzhou was kidnapped and abused, the injury he suffered was the heaviest.

Lao Wang was discharged from the hospital a few days earlier than Song Yuanzhou, and he even visited him before he was discharged from the hospital.

After being discharged from the hospital, he also needed to recuperate, so Jiang Che gave him a 3-month leave.

The task of driving fell on Qian Tezhu.

During this period of time, Special Assistant Qian almost contracted Jiang Che's company and personal affairs, and now he even works as a driver.

As a result, he and Hu Qi spent less time together.

Hu Qi also laughed at him because of this: "I used to think that the position of special assistant is so lofty."

Special Assistant Qian: "At least in charge of the entire assistant department and secretary department..."

Hu Qi snapped: "To put it mildly, they are the leaders of the two departments, but they are not the boss's personal maid in essence."

Special Assistant Qian: "..."

Special Assistant Qian: "I'm stuck, my old heart. No matter how bad it is, I'm still a servant. What do you say a maid..."

After talking about this, Qian Tezhu continued to add: "If you are a maid, how can I satisfy you?"

Hu Qi was shocked, and his eyes widened when he said that he couldn't do without the content of the three sentences, "I didn't know before that your mind was full of such colored waste."

Special assistant Qian drove towards the famous lakeside attractions in the city center very skillfully.

Hu Qi: "Are you going to take a walk by the lake?"

When Tezhu Qian walked around the lakeside path and entered the villa area, Hu Qi really wanted to travel back and slap himself for asking such a stupid question.

This is the largest artificial lake in the city center. There is an ecological park next to it, and there is a relatively prosperous business district outside the park. Every inch of land here is precious.

He had walked here before, but he didn't expect that there would be another hole in the depths.

"The boss knows how to enjoy it." Qian Tezhu took out all the luggage from the trunk, "The air here is good, which is helpful for the little boss to recuperate."

Hu Qi wanted to say something, when suddenly, the door of the villa opened, and a middle-aged man with a benevolent face came out.

He bowed to them and said, "Welcome home, young master."

"This is Steward Chen, who has been following me." Jiang Che carried Song Yuanzhou out of the car and put him on the wheelchair while introducing him.

Steward Chen took the luggage from Special Assistant Qian and led them inside.

Steward Chen smiled politely at Song Yuanzhou: "Welcome young master home."

Steward Chen stood behind Jiang Che on the right and reported to Jiang Che in a low voice, "Master, the room has been tidied up, and the live broadcast room of Young Master has also been prepared according to your instructions."

Although the voice was small, it was still heard by Song Yuanzhou.

He turned his head and bared his teeth at Jiang Che: "My brother is quite efficient in handling things."

Jiang Che touched his nose.

Butler Chen helped to explain: "Young master may not know these things..."

Jiang Che withdrew his gaze from Song Yuanzhou, and calmly cast a sidelong glance at Chen Butler with his cold eyes.

It's a pity that Steward Chen pretended not to see it, and just paused for a while, before selling out his young master, "It wasn't just arranged in the last few days, the young master ordered it a long time ago, and we set it up one after another. Today I know you want Come here, so I cleaned and counted again."

Song Yuanzhou didn't know what it was like in his heart. He thought that hearing Jiang Che cry because of him was already the highest point that moved him.

But the details that he didn't know at this time still made his heart burn and his eyes slightly hot.

Song Yuanzhou stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Che's hand on his wheelchair.

Eyes red: "Brother, you are so kind."

It was the first time that Jiang Che showed an uncomfortable expression when he was looking at him like this.

He took big strides to push Song Yuanzhou a little faster, and changed the subject abruptly, "I'll take you to have a look, if you don't like it, you can change it."

Almost every house in Jiang Che's house is decorated in simple black and white tones, which looks a bit cold and monotonous.The victory is because the designer has done a lot of fine decorations on limited colors.

The same is true for this villa. The only thing that has color is the crystal light strip on the ceiling, which changes color every time the switch is pressed.

Song Yuanzhou thought that his live broadcast room had such a cold decoration, but the moment he opened the door, Song Yuanzhou was quite surprised.

I saw light purple wallpaper on the four walls, all of which were hand-decorated with golden silk threads.

Two top-end computers with top-end live broadcast equipment.

The floor is covered with a thick warm golden carpet, and the floor is full of playful dolls.

You can imagine how hard they tried to furnish a room that looked as warm as possible.

Song Yuanzhou signaled Jiang Che to close the door.

Jiang Che closed the door and pushed him towards the bedroom: "Don't like it?"

Song Yuanzhou smiled: "I like it very much. There are two chairs inside. Will you come with me?"

Only then did Jiang Che's brows and eyes relax, and he smiled softly: "Well, if it's convenient, I can work next to you."

The location of the two desks in the live broadcast room is very clever. Jiang Che sat on the edge of the table near the door. Even if Song Yuanzhou turned on the live camera, Jiang Che would not accidentally appear in the live broadcast room when he came and went.

At the beginning of the design, this live broadcast room has already been designed to allow two people to use it together, but Jiang Che didn't say anything, he was waiting for Song Yuanzhou to mention it.

Fortunately, the two can always think of what the other is thinking at the same time.

***

Pushing away from the bedroom, Song Yuanzhou couldn't help but let out a small exclamation——

The color tone of the whole bedroom is not the uniform black and white outside, but white mixed with the fresh lemon yellow that Song Yuanzhou likes.

Every part of the room seems to have summer sunshine jumping in. Compared with the inhuman coldness outside, this place seems to be surrounded by the whole sun. Being inside can make people stretch their limbs involuntarily, as if bathing in the warm under the sun.

The most noticeable thing is the big bed in the middle, which can accommodate 5.6 people to sleep comfortably.

And the sheets and quilts on the big bed are also covered with various small and fresh fruit patterns that Song Yuanzhou likes.

If Song Yuanzhou hadn't been in a wheelchair now, he would have turned around and thrown himself into Jiang Che's arms right now.

But there are also things you can do in a wheelchair.

Song Yuanzhou turned around, grabbed Jiang Che's tie in an awkward position, and pulled him towards him.

"My brother is so hardworking, how can I thank you?"

He leaned forward and quickly kissed Jiang Che's lips, and when they parted, he even gently brushed his thin lips with the tip of his tongue.

Jiang Che's sea-like eyes became deep in an instant, as if there was a vortex inside that could suck Song Yuanzhou into it and sink together.

Jiang Che raised his eyebrows: "Is this the thank you you said?"

After speaking, he walked in front of Song Yuanzhou and rescued Song Yuanzhou's awkward posture.

Jiang Che squatted down, his eyes were at the same level as Song Yuanzhou, "It should be like this..."

Before Song Yuanzhou could react, Jiang Che stood up slightly, put his hands on both sides of the wheelchair, and bent down.

The four lips stuck together again, like a few lingering fish, chasing and floating from the surface of the sea, and sank together into the unfathomable bottom of the sea...

Song Yuanzhou wrapped his hands around Jiang Che's neck involuntarily, constantly narrowing the distance between him and Jiang Che.

Song Yuanzhou opened his mouth slightly, his breath was almost taken away by Jiang Che, Jiang Che chuckled between kisses, "Breathe through your nose, little fool."

When Jiang Che spoke, his lips were still on Song Yuanzhou's. His laughter was deep, magnetic and gentle.

"Why can't I learn after kissing so many times?"

When Jiang Che spoke, his warm breath sprayed on his lips, bringing a tingling itchiness, and Song Yuanzhou couldn't help licking it with his tongue.

But it was caught by Jiang Che's nimble tongue and sucked into his mouth.

As a result, Song Yuanzhou's words were not very clear, "It's just...so angry."

Jiang Che's brows and eyes were gentle, and he hummed "um" from the tip of his nose while kissing.

Respond to Song Yuanzhou's "more kisses" with practical actions.

The two kissed like this several times without interruption, so that when Song Yuanzhou went to dinner, his lips were swollen and couldn't be opened.

***

After dinner, Song Yuanzhou planned to turn on the background of his mobile phone and explain to his fans why he was absent from the broadcast these days.

When he opened the backstage, a bunch of dynamic Aites and private messages almost blocked his newly bought mobile phone.

Song Yuanzhou: "..."

Is the audience trying to help him get a new phone? duck doesn't have to.

He simply read a few articles, and most of the audience told him to pay attention to his body and take a good rest, and they would obediently wait for him to come back to broadcast live.

Due to too many private messages, he couldn't reply to them one by one, so he simply sent a post, saying that he was taking a good rest and would resume the live broadcast tomorrow.

Song Yuanzhou went back and looked through the private messages of these people, and his heart was full of encouragement and expectation.

Jiang Che sat on another chair and corrected documents with his portable laptop.

Afraid of disturbing Song Yuanzhou, Jiang Che took his work mobile phone and went outside to call the relevant person in charge.

Song Yuanzhou suddenly remembered that because of his interruption of the broadcast, he hadn't contacted the boss for a while.

He once told him that he liked someone, and now that he and Jiang Che are together well, it's time to share this good news with the boss.

Tiantian: [Boss, I want to tell you some good news. ]

"Ding dong" Following Song Yuanzhou's first message, the mobile phone placed on the table next to it suddenly rang a message notification tone.

Song Yuanzhou glanced at it, but didn't wait for the news from the boss, guessing that he might be busy, so he continued to edit the information.

Tian Tian: [I am already with him. ]

Following the sending of his second message, Jiang Che's personal cell phone on the table made another message notification tone.

Song Yuanzhou: "..."

Such a coincidence?

He moved his fingers slightly, and four fingers climbed to the edge of the phone on the table.

Well, just take a look on the lock screen, just take a look...

Jiang Che's personal mobile phone probably didn't set the message lock screen to not display the content. At this time, the content of the two messages sent by Song Yuanzhou was impressively displayed on it.

Song Yuanzhou was taken aback, and quickly took out his mobile phone to check if he sent the message to the wrong person.

I saw that the name on the message chat box of my Q station clearly read "Boss Ferryman".

Song Yuanzhou: "???"

So Duzhou is equal to Jiang Che, Jiang Che is the mysterious person who spends a lot of money on himself, and sends help and warmth in time when he is in difficulty...

If all of this was helped by Jiang Che, then all the unreasonable things would be explained at this moment...

After all, can a stranger on the other end of the network who has never met before really do as well as his brother, without asking for anything in return?

Song Yuanzhou fell into deep thought while holding Jiang Che's cell phone.

When Jiang Che came back, Song Yuanzhou still maintained the posture just now, as if in a trance.

Jiang Che squatted in front of him, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Song Yuanzhou: "Brother, do you know Du Zhou?"

Jiang Che glanced at his cell phone which he was holding, and touched his nose helplessly, "Well, it's me."

Song Yuanzhou felt ashamed later.

At this moment, he wished he could bury himself in the ground: "You secretly looked at me, but didn't tell me, and I said I like you in front of your face."

Damn, this is too shameful, right?

Jiang Che coughed lightly.

He would never tell Song Yuanzhou that when he turned the corner to confess his love, he guessed the wrong person.

Jiang Che held Song Yuanzhou's hand and hugged him into his arms, "Thank you for your liking."

"How lucky I am."

Song Yuanzhou was hugged by him for a while and forgot to ask Jiang Che to settle the concealment.

The tip of his nose was filled with Jiang Che's familiar smell, and only his goodness remained in his mind.

He hugged Jiang Che's back tightly, blushing, "Me too."

"How fortunate, the person I like happens to like me too."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0400:16:14~2020-07-0523:32:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: wait for the wind to land 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 18 bottles of waiting for the wind to land; 2 bottles of "Orange Chen";

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