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

He Jimin didn't know how long he had slept, so he habitually rubbed his face and opened his eyes, but this time, when he subconsciously touched his face, the corners of his eyes were still dry.

But this time his eyes were dry, and at first He Jimin thought it was Wu Haonan playing with drugs, but now he saw Xing Zhuo who was sitting in front of him, he was half awake.

He still has the ability to shake the pot. I have been wary of Wu Haonan this time, but I have always forgotten Xing Zhuo beside me. At first, He Jimin thought that Xing Zhuo played this game because of the batch of goods in Wu Bingjian's hands, but now I see Come on, obviously it doesn't matter whether he wants it or not.

Besides, apart from the stamina of the drug, He Jimin didn't feel uncomfortable. He lifted his arms, which were much heavier than usual, and pushed them under his buttocks, so that he could sit up a little bit, at least He Jimin could see him. Jimin wants to be equal to Xing Zhuo.

He Jimin raised his head and scanned the living room with his eyes. He has the same sexuality and indifferent style as human beings. There are no other colors except gray and white. Fortunately, the sofa is soft enough so that He Jimin won't feel too uncomfortable when he's sweating all over his body. .

It was probably a physical reaction brought about by the strength of the medicine. He Jimin was so weak now that the light-colored sofa was already soaked in sweat from his body.

Stretching it casually into the neck is sweating with one hand.

"Drink water," Xing Zhuo stretched out his hand and pushed a cup of tea in front of He Jimin.

He Jimin stared at Xing Zhuo and drank the tea, and then found that the corners of the furniture in Xing Zhuo's house were all polished in the later stage, and some corners that should be sharp corners had been treated twice.

Then his eyes returned to Xing Zhuo, and he said with a smile, "The Wu family boy is not old or young, this time it is thanks to Mr. Xing."

As soon as these words came out, Xing Zhuo stopped holding the tea and looked He Jimin up and down, "You are much smarter than him."

He Jimin circled around the empty teacup with his fingertips, "I won't do anything that doesn't recognize the situation."

He Jimin is equivalent to expressing his position now. In the Wu family and the Xing family's lineup, He Jimin's position couldn't be more obvious.

The team still has to be the boss.

"However, I still have to save face for the Wu family." He Jimin moved his hand in a circle to the table, "so to show my sincerity, I will take a step back regarding that batch of goods."

"You don't want to?" Xing Zhuo was very patient this time.

"For the grace of saving lives, it is right to give some benefits," He Jimin lowered his head and sipped his tea, watching Xing Zhuo's expression from the corner of his eyes.

In the original book, this batch of goods first came into the hands of He Yuanzhuo, and finally sold to Xing Zhuo as a favor. Now He Jimin not only gave up the batch of goods, but also accompanied Xing Zhuo to run the Wu family by the way, so this gift , he believed that Xing Zhuo dared to accept it.

In this way, it is justifiable to use the money given by the old man He to directly buy the goods in Hou Fangyuan's hands, and He Jimin can take some of the remaining money.

For He Jimin, this transaction is also his profit.

"In this case, stay for a meal," Xing Zhuo said.

He Jimin choked, he didn't expect Xing Zhuo to be so polite.

"By the way," Xing Zhuo had already stood up, and his position was more oppressive for He Jimin who was sitting, "Li Wutong, do you know this person?"

He Jimin shook his head and waved his hands, "The name sounds nice, do you have a good date?"

When He Jimin was talking to himself, he saw that Xing Zhuo, who was sitting on the sofa across from him, had already stood up and walked towards here. Stretching out his hand, "Do you have a cigarette?"

Xing Zhuo stopped, didn't go any further, gave Jin Nan a wink, and sat down beside He Jimin himself.

He Jimin moved his butt to the side, and specifically asked Jin Nan to light up the cigarette and deliver it here.

The last thin layer spread out in his mouth, and He Jimin turned his head to Xing Zhuole, "Who is he, he's here anyway, let's talk about it."

Just as Xing Zhuo sat down, seeing He Jimin's face, he turned away again.

"Why, you're still shy," He Jimin snatched the initiative with a few words, and now he is holding Xing Zhuo's arm and laughing, "When you are still embarrassed, if you don't, I'll help you find it, Xing It takes so much effort to find someone."

When He Jimin was talking, he found that Xing Zhuo had been watching, so He Jimin simply shrugged his shoulders, looking like a hooligan, leaning against someone's sofa, and letting Xing Zhuo watch.

He Jimin rubbed his head back on his neck before he bit his cigarette and asked, "I don't need to eat, I just need to borrow your place to take a shower."

No matter what Xing Zhuo said, he grabbed his hair and started looking for the bathroom.

Jin Nan, who was standing on the side, saw that the two of them might not have any serious troubles, so he thought about Wen En, who had always had a bad mood.

"I said brother," Jin Nan wrapped Wen En's neck around and pulled towards him vigorously, "I think you've been here for a long time, no, you can go out and help Mr. He buy some clothes, after washing It's just right for the bath."

"Go," He Jimin had already reached the stairs on the second floor when he spoke, "I'll wait for you here."

"But," Wen En wanted to say more, but was dismissed by He Jimin with a look.

It was only when He Jimin turned the corner on the second floor that he realized that the house only had two floors, and there was a small attic above.

He Jimin asked on the second floor, "Then I'll go upstairs to this room," then he pinched his cigarette, took off his clothes and walked inside.

After entering, He Jimin discovered that this floor should be Xing Zhuo's private bathroom, because the things in it were placed in a proper way, and even the half-filled tube of toothpaste was folded and seamed.

So just as He Jimin took off his upper body and his pants were still hanging on his hips, someone knocked at the door.

"Come out," Xing Zhuo's voice sounded muffled now because of the glass.

"Are you sure?" He Jimin leaned against the door, "The door is unlocked, so just come in if you want to say something." He Jimin had long hair and was beaten out of shape by sweat when he came in, so now he just He moved up smoothly, turned sideways and walked towards the door.

But Xing Zhuo who was outside the door did not go in, the door was opened by He Jimin who was inside.

"What's the matter?" He Jimin didn't regard himself as an outsider, so he didn't try to cover up when he opened the door, his left hand was still clutching the shirt he had just taken off, standing at the door so wet.

Moreover, He Jimin realized that Xing Zhuo who was opposite him should have come with a message, but when he saw himself, he turned his body slightly and said, "Go to the first floor."

But He Jimin didn't want to, "I've taken off all my clothes here, what about you, look at me, how can you get out when you're like this?"

"Here," Xing Zhuo was searching for fragmentary words, trying to spell out a smooth sentence, "I'm used to it, I'm not used to you."

"I think I'm dirty," He Jimin said, wrapping a lock of hair that slipped from his forehead around his fingers, "I'm not being unreasonable, I can go down."

When the two of them were talking, Jin Nan from downstairs shouted, "Master Xing, let's play with your TV and play a new stand-alone."

Then downstairs is the bleep of electronic music.

"Rang Rang, I'll go down," He Jimin said as he passed between Xing Zhuo and the door.

Xing Zhuo stepped back subconsciously, and then took another step forward, "Wait a minute."

He Jimin put his hand on Xing Zhuo's shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Xing Zhuo shook off He Jimin's arm, and then led someone to stuff it into the bathroom, "I'll collect some things, and I'll give you a new one." After Xing Zhuo finished speaking, he really pulled Jin Nan, who had just started the game, to put the full set New things for bathing are stuffed inside.

He Jimin heard the movement outside the door and was about to reach out to open the door for the two people outside, but the door was only opened a crack, Xing Zhuo came in first, and then He Jimin felt that the other party was pressing one step ahead, and He Jimin instinctively moved backwards. .

Then when I got hot, I hung a white bath towel on my shoulder.

"Catch it," Xing Zhuo pulled the square corners and surrounded He Jimin before standing in front of the people and letting Jin Nan put away his things before going out.

That Jin Nan was naturally working diligently with his ass pouted, waiting for everything to be tidied up, and when he turned around, he saw He Jimin who was soaking wet behind Xing Zhuo.

Afterwards, Jin Nan became interested, clicked his tongue a few times and started to move forward, "I said, Mr. He, I thought that you had such a face that you would be perfect, but now that you look like this, it's no wonder the Wu family kid is so greedy for you." Long."

No wonder Jin Nan was straightforward, he grew up with Xing Zhuo, and saw many outstanding men and women leaning towards Xing Zhuo, but there were few and far between like He Jimin.

Moreover, the contours of He Jimin's face were relaxed, the light in the bathroom was soft, and his hair was attached to his scalp, which gave him a soft light, which made him look younger.

But coincidentally, the youthful spirit on the other party's face has been wiped away, but the smile at the corner of his mouth made Jin Nan's heart twitch.

What the hell kind of voodoo technique is this?

Jin Nan couldn't help but move forward when he was talking, and finally got stuck in front of Xing Zhuo. Only then did he regain his senses and called out in embarrassment, "Master Xing."

Xing Zhuo still had no expression on his face, so Jin Nan stretched out his head to look at He Jimin behind Xing Zhuo.

"Have you finished reading it?" Xing Zhuo stretched out his feet and put his toes on Jinnan's knees, and said, "Go down."

"What are you doing? Are you all men?" Jin Nan reasoned, "Mr. He didn't say anything, Mr. Xing is now the head of the family here." After Jin Nan finished speaking, he clasped his arms on the back of his head, Then he reached out to pass a cigarette to He Jimin, "Either I played with Mr. Xing when we were young—" When he was talking about this, he played a trick and slid around Xing Zhuo's body, next to He Jimin's ear. Son said,

"It's all about him rushing to become a male mother."