Get rid of the slag and attack me and the disabled boss [Transmigration Book]

The impact of the picture was too strong, but Wen En was the one who felt physically uncomfortable first, covering his mouth and wanting to walk out.

"If you can't play, you can go down and wait for me," He Jimin said to Wen En, walked forward by himself, tiptoed over the two backs that were still entangled on the ground, and then turned to face Xing Zhuo Yile, " What I just said also includes Lord Xing."

Xing Zhuo frowned, covered his mouth with the back of his hand, closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again, and finally followed in, saying that it was okay.

Jin Nan couldn't even close his mouth on one side. In his impression, Xing Zhuo had never been exposed to these things at all. It was such a direct top-level scene, and most people guessed that there would be shadows in the future.

Moreover, he still hasn't figured out the specific motive for Xing Zhuo to follow. He always feels that Xing Zhuo is treating people wrongly now. Now the place is dark and chaotic, and I feel a little worried about letting Xing Zhuo walk in front alone, so I just want to go forward, in case someone stumbles on the soles of their feet, there will be someone to take care of them.

It's just that what Jin Nan thought of, He Jimin also thought of, so he walked ahead and was the first to reach out his hand.

The two of them bumped into each other for the second time within half an hour.

But this time, He Jimin showed some kindness. Seeing that he was helping him just now, no one fell down this time, but He Jimin caught a glimpse of a couple not far away who were really playing. Too wild, He Jimin felt a little nauseous when he saw it, so he stretched out his hand to cover Master Xing's eyes, and leaned over to say, "Don't let this kind of filth fall into Master Xing's eyes."

"Just listen to my voice and follow me." He Jimin stood shoulder to shoulder, with his toes sweeping the animal-like people on the ground, and winked at Wu Haonan, "Please hurry up when you choose the room. "

Wu Haonan lighted a cigarette dawdly, and said yes.

After passing through the hustle and bustle, the door was closed by Jin Nan with his toes, and finally cut off from the voices outside.

"Withdraw," He Jimin let go of his hand, and he relaxed and clenched his fist. He was stung by Xing Zhuo's brush-like eyelashes countless times just now, so much so that He Jimin wanted to slap someone when he let go. Look at your face.

I just want to see how long the other party's eyelashes are.

"Those outside are all about the atmosphere, what you need to play here is the atmosphere," Wu Haonan sat on the sofa by himself, and then deliberately left a space for himself, and waved to He Jimin, "Mr. He."

In a word, the meaning is obvious.

Wu Haonan probably got the infection from outside the door, and now he doesn't hold his tongue, but looks at He Jimin, "I said, it's just for fun, everyone relax."

There are only four people in the room. When Wen En got out of the elevator, he was in a bad mood, so He Jimin immediately persuaded them to go down.

"Naturally, you have to be casual when you come to play," He Jimin asked, with his legs crossed and his arms propped up, "so what are the people here this time?"

Wu Haonan smiled back, "Mr. He seems to be a frequent visitor to this kind of place."

He Jimin smiled and didn't answer.

Wu Haonan saw that He Jimin didn't sit up, so he just touched it by himself, and put his hand on He Jimin, "Mr. He, why don't you play with me?"

He Jimin looked down at his leg, tilted his head and chin rested on the back of his hand, and asked knowingly, "I don't know what Mr. Wu likes to play with."

"Playing is naturally—" Wu Haonan's hint has become an explicit statement, and now he doesn't care who is still here, so he speaks boldly, "After all, you were the one who seduced me in the first place." Wu Haonan was impatient, and just said a few words People can't stand their temper anymore, and they can't sit still all over their bodies.

He Jimin hooked the person inward with a smile, and walked with the other hand lightly hanging nearby. For a person like Wu Haonan, he had plenty of ways to put him down, so he was not in a hurry, and wanted to play for a while by himself, but there was no way. Thinking of this time, Xing Zhuo could actually speak.

"He Jimin."

In the dim light, there was such an abrupt sound.

At this time, Wu Haonan was already working hard, he couldn't stop, and his hands were even more dishonest, until his shoulders felt cold.

At first he thought it was He Jimin's hand, but when he started to lean back uncontrollably, he turned his head and saw Xing Zhuo.

He Jimin's sight became clear because of Wu Haonan's departure.

"Master Xing?" He Jimin stretched out his hand when he saw someone, "Why, Master Xing is also interested in this kind of thing?"

"Then I can be your teacher again," He Jimin said as he wanted to sit up straight, but Xing Zhuo, who was replaced, pushed back suddenly.

Afterwards, He Jimin felt the warm body temperature of the other party.

It's obvious that his body is so hot, but the hands pressing on He Jimin's body have no warmth at all, just like the eyes of the owners of these hands.

It's obviously a warm orange color by nature, but when you look at people, it doesn't have any temperature at all.

It was very cold.

Nan was sitting on the ground now, and only then did he react. Naturally, the temper that he had suppressed before exploded exponentially. Even Master Xing stopped calling, and directly greeted people by name and surname.

It's just that as soon as he spoke, He Jimin saw that it was Jin Nan who was still embracing on the sofa just now who made the first move.

He first pulled Wu Haonan's neck and put his elbows on the low table, then pressed his knees on Wu Haonan's back, "I said, they are all here to play, why can't you play if you want to play with Master Xing?" Ah, you don't count what you say?"

He Jimin heard the sound of Wu Haonan's head being smashed on the table, so he looked at Xing Zhuo.

"Master Xing, what do you want to do?" He Jimin padded his body down, tried to make the posture of the person above him a little more comfortable, and generously pulled his neckline open to mend it. One sentence, "I can cooperate."

"Whether you are anyone or not," Xing Zhuo just supported his arms and looked down, "Isn't Hou Fangyuan that your man?"

"Didn't you say that I have bad eyesight?" He Jimin's words flowed seamlessly, "Since he's such a bad guy, why should I play behind his back in order to be fair?"

He Jimin's series of questions were thrown on Xing Zhuo's head, and the other party remained silent.

He Jimin originally thought that the few words he said now were enough to make Xing Zhuo jump, and then he just let go. He even imagined that Xing Zhuo pulled Jin Nan and scolded him for being shameless, and then parted ways.

Maybe in the middle of the night when there is no one around, he will think of an unruly man named He Jimin, and will sit up from the bed specially, and take a sip to calm down.

He Jimin's thoughts spread like this, waiting for Xing Zhuo on his body to jump his feet, and then the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh. He waited for a while in the dim light, but he felt that the other party still had no use to move, so he just Thinking of moving forward, let's see how angry Xing Zhuo is now.

So He Jimin lifted himself forward, deliberately pushed his knees forward, and every movement of his body danced on Xing Zhuo's bottom line.

When He Jimin straightened his arms behind him, because the person opposite did not move at all, He Jimin could already feel the other person's breath through the tip of his nose.

"I'll ask again," Xing Zhuo opened his mouth, "Is it possible for anyone?"

He Jimin casually agreed with a yes.

Xing Zhuo finally lowered his head and asked,

"Can I do it too?"