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

"Start with the simplest thing first," He Jimin did what he said, and only put a hand on Xing Zhuo.

When I was talking about this, the cloakroom next door was buzzing, the rhythm was fast and slow, and I could basically guess what I was doing.

"Let's go," He Jimin pulled Xing Zhuo out, "You and I know about this."

"There is a question," Xing Zhuo said.

"Hou Fangyuan can't touch it, but I can," Xing Zhuo paused and asked.

He Jimin couldn't move at the front, so he could only stop and explain, "You can."

"Why?" Xing Zhuo continued to ask.

He Jimin was taken aback by the question, and then searched in his mind, "You are prettier than him, and you have brains." Halfway through speaking, He Jimin suddenly remembered, and turned to Xing Zhuole, "Your abdominal muscles Lots of pieces."

Xing Zhuo took a deep breath.

He Jimin remembered something while walking, "According to your age, how old are you?" He Jimin suddenly took off his mask at this time, turned around and put his toes on Xing Zhuo, and said, "Screaming Brother, let me listen."

Xing Zhuo stared at He Jimin suddenly, followed by lowering his head, and finally the two of them touched each other with the tips of their noses separated by a layer of Xing Zhuo's mask.

"Say it again," Xing Zhuo subconsciously reached out and pinched He Jimin's waist, his eyes fixed on He Jimin's face.

"Angry?" He Jimin scratched Xing Zhuo's cheeks, "It's fine if you don't like it, you can call it whatever you want."

"Say that sentence again," Xing Zhuo said again, but this time he took his hand away, and he felt that the tone was inexplicably familiar.

"Let's go," He Jimin moved away from Xing Zhuo by himself, put on his mask and led him into the hall. After all, that sentence didn't bother Xing Zhuo anymore.

Xing Zhuo looked at He Jimin's back, paused, and finally followed.

The surroundings of the hall are secretive and ambiguous, and the tables passing by are already entangled in the sofa.

"Master Xing has very high eyesight, and he didn't notice anything," He Jimin opened his mouth when he saw Jin Nan pulling Hou Fangyuan on the sofa, and separated from Xing Zhuo along the way, and when he came to heel, he opened his mouth. Sitting next to Hou Fangyuan.

"Waiting in a hurry?" He Jimin stretched out his hand to hook Hou Fangyuan's body, pointing one finger down, "Is there still no time to wait?"

Hou Fangyuan's insides were sticky, so he was naturally uncomfortable, and since He Jimin came back, he hadn't looked for anyone else. It was the time when he was angry, and now He Jimin's finger teased the wave he just left.

"Jimin," Hou Fangyuan looked at He Jimin's body, and wanted to reach in.

At this time, He Jimin coughed lightly intentionally or unintentionally.

Jin Nan, who was sitting next to him, just wanted to speak, but his mouth had already opened, but let Xing Zhuo speak first, "Now I'm going to call Director He," then Xing Zhuo turned his eyes and looked at Hou Fangyuan.

Hou Fangyuan paused after hearing Xing Zhuo's words, but wanted to continue afterwards.

He Jimin spread his legs apart, lit a cigarette and leaned against Hou Fangyuan, "Master Xing, I forgot to introduce you, this is my man, Hou Fangyuan."

After Hou Fangyuan heard this, his heart itched even more, and he wanted to kiss He Jimin's name.

At this time, He Jimin gave Xing Zhuo a wink.

Jin Nan felt itchy looking at He Jimin, but after hearing what He Jimin said, he fucked himself up and moved back to drink, but as soon as he sat back, he felt a shadow passing by, waiting for him to look at it. Qing, Xing Zhuoren had already stood beside He Jimin, and then stretched out his hand to hold He Jimin's arm, and just pulled him up like this, "Get up."

He Jimin raised his head with a look of "perplexity", "Master Xing?"

He Jimin saw that Xing Zhuo's eyes were a little wandering, so he deliberately asked, "If it's about business, we can talk about it outside this door."

"No," Xing Zhuo felt that it was strange to pull like this, so he used a little more strength to pull him up directly.

"Accompany me," Xing Zhuo added, "Drink tea."

Sitting Jinnan's jaw almost dropped, it was the first time he saw Xing Zhuo's expression, even when he carried He Jimin out of Wu Haonan's place last time, his expression was much calmer than now.

Now there is emotion on Xing Zhuo's face, although it is very small, but Jin Nan can see it, "No, Mr. Xing, do you ask Director He to accompany you to drink tea in this kind of place?"

What do you think?

He Jimin half pushed and half followed Xing Zhuo to sit in his position, and then He Jimin deliberately sat on Xing Zhuo's lap, his hands still "being" clutched, and said, "Master Xing, are you sure I'm sitting here?"

Xing Zhuo just said, "Sit here."

"Don't stop laughing," He Jimin smiled and wanted to leave, then the hand on his waist tightened a little.

"Just a cup of tea, Mr. He, don't be stingy," Xing Zhuo has now adapted to the mode of speaking, "Mr. Hou naturally won't say much."

"I didn't know Master Xing loved to play so much," He Jimin gave Hou Fangyuan a look when he spoke.

Hou Fangyuan also knew that He Jimin meant to let him say something, but he was not without scruples about Xing Zhuo's status in Province B. After all, he had nothing now, so what could he use to compete with Xing Zhuo? Zhuo is interested in He Jimin.

Then what else can he do, except forbearance, there is no other way.

Hou Fangyuan finally kept his face calm, holding the wine on the table and not speaking.

He Jimin turned his head away, smiled at Xing Zhuo, and scratched two words on Xing Zhuo's back with his hand.

Awesome.

But He Jimin felt that if he just obeyed now, his feelings for Hou Fangyuan would be a bit weak, at least let Hou Fangyuan see how loyal he is.

"Master Xing," He Jimin pretended to control his emotions, "You have to be worthy of me drinking with you."

He Jimin thought of an offensive line in his mind, "I have a man, what are you compared to him."

After saying this, Hou Fangyuan couldn't sit still, "Well, Jimin, calm down."

Jin Nan just sat on the side and didn't make a sound. He wanted to find out what was going on now, because he didn't know what Xing Zhuo was going to do now.

Moreover, Xing Zhuo has carried the faults of half his life, and it works just fine on He Jimin, he hugged and hugged him at the same time.

Jinnan watched the excitement while pouring wine.

"It's not worthy," Xing Zhuo frowned at He Jimin, who started to move around in his arms. The other party had little flesh on his legs, and Xing Zhuo could feel his thighs being worn away by bones, so he simply raised his hand to change it on his body. There is a way to sit.

He Jimin was lightened, and then he was facing Xing Zhuo. The hot pants were too tight and made such a large movement, so He Jimin didn't move much in the second half of Xing Zhuo's body.

"Being honest?" Xing Zhuo said in a hoarse voice, "The button is unbuttoned."

"Huh?" He Jimin's voice was genuine, after all, the two of them were using impromptu scripts, and neither of them knew what the other would do in the future.

So in line with his own personality, He Jimin ignored him, "Xing Zhuo, what are you doing now—"

Before He Jimin's words fell to the ground, he heard Xing Zhuo say something to Hou Fangyuan, "I want He Jimin in the future, so you don't have to break up, but you will watch me fuck him in the future," When he said this, Xing Zhuo stretched out his hand and tore He Jimin's shirt off.

There was a sizzling sound, and it was harsh when exposed to the air.

Hou Fangyuan moved his Adam's apple, unable to speak a word.

Now He Jimin was a little agitated by Xing Zhuo's excellent impromptu performance, so he put one leg down and stepped directly on Xing Zhuo's heart, "If you're fucking capable, try it now "He Jimin took a bottle of brandy directly from the table as he said, "Drinking tea is so boring, what I want to accompany is wine."

Xing Zhuojiu is a taboo, this is one of the settings in the original book, but the original book is limited in space, and the specific reason is not explained, so He Jimin is now acting and driven by curiosity, so he wants to play Xing Zhuo too .

But this time Xing Zhuo didn't speak, Jin Nan stretched out his hand first, "Wait a minute, I drank the wine just now, and I have to let Mr. Xing drive back later." He just finished speaking, and the scene exploded He Jimin directly pinched Xing Zhuo's neck and poured water.

Jin Nan knew when Xing Zhuo moved his Adam's apple.

He Jimin is finished tonight.

Jinnan knew that this kind of wine was very vigorous. He drank so happily before that he knew that Xing Zhuo would definitely not touch anyone who could drink Lord Xing's wine. Jinnan probably only met He Jimin in his life.

So Jin Nan didn't even sit down, and got up quickly to help He Jimin pick it off Xing Zhuo's body, muttering anxiously, "Here's the key, now hurry up and find a substitute driver, don't care about the wind or rain outside, just drive." Walk."

Jin Nan was rushing to talk, and he was still pulling He Jimin out of Xing Zhuo's arm, and he kept persuading, "Ah, Ah, be obedient, follow Anan, be obedient—"

He Jimin had never seen Jin Nan's face like this before, his face was blushing just now, but now it's turned pale.

At the same time, He Jimin felt that the strength in his arms had increased.

"Fuck," Jin Nan panicked, "I can't let him slow down, Hou Fangyuan, Hou Fangyuan!"

Hou Fangyuan, who was sitting on the side, was also taken aback by Jin Nan's reaction, "What's the matter?"

"If you don't want to die now, just get out as far as you can," Jin Nan couldn't speak very well, "If Lord Xing slows down, you're fucking dead."

Hou Fangyuan stumbled when he was moved forward by Jin Nan's tone as if he had seen a ghost, "Jimin, I'll go find someone." Hou Fangyuan calmed down, his legs were still moving backwards, "Wait for me."

After speaking, the person started to walk backwards.

He Jimin felt pain in his hand when he watched Hou Fangyuan walk away.

Looking at Xing Zhuo again, his eyes turned red.

"Fuck, I can't pull this hand away," Jin Nan tried all his breastfeeding energy, but Xing Zhuo's pinch of He Jimin's hand froze perfectly and remained motionless.

"I think you won't be able to run away today," Jin Nan let out his anger, threw a club to the side, and told He Jimin, "I know Lord Xing was a little rude to you just now, but—" Jin Nan looked at Xing Zhuo sighed, "No matter what Master Xing tells you, remember to agree."

At the end, he added, "Don't kill him."

"I hate him?" Xing Zhuo grabbed He Jimin's hands, so he withdrew his legs and squatted to the side.

He didn't move away for a long time, and then he was violently pulled on him by Xing Zhuo.

Xing Zhuo mumbled, and buried his head on He Jimin's shoulder. He Jimin's clothes were stripped clean by Xing Zhuo. Now when the other party came up to him, he was very warm and wet.

Afterwards, He Jimin heard Xing Zhuo call out to him in a very small voice,

"elder brother."

He Jimin remained silent, and Xing Zhuo remained on his shoulder steadily.

It was also the first time for He Jimin to see that Xing Zhuo, who was so majestic in his eyes, could still have such tenderness, so he couldn't help reaching out and touching the top of the person's head.

Jin Nan next to him carefully gave He Jimin a thumbs up, and then said softly, "This place is not suitable, I will help you find a room, let's go in and talk about it."

He Jimin nodded, not too much.

Because as long as he moves, Xing Zhuo will wrap him tighter.

"Brother," Xing Zhuo just put his arms around him, "Take me to see the little rabbit."

He Jimin was happy in his heart, but with Jin Nan's words on his lips, he still responded, "Okay."

When Jin Nan came back, the two coaxed and lied to send Xing Zhuo to the house. He Jimin wanted to turn on the light but Jin Nan blocked him, "Master Xing had done psychological intervention before, and it was all about his childhood. Whenever he gets drunk, his timeline will go back, and everyone will call him brother, you just act with him like this, and when you go to sleep, you will be fooled, and you won't remember anything the next day."

"Try to prevent him from seeing your face, so don't look at it, so as not to cause any more trouble," Jinnan thought about it by himself, and then said, "Master Xing doesn't know why he is crazy today, I guess it depends on your success I can't hold back like this, after you finish helping me, I will persuade Mr. Xing to let go, how about it. "

He Jimin now has Xing Zhuo who is begging for a hug on his body, so he naturally nods whatever Jin Nan says.

After finally He Jimin stroked Xing Zhuo's head and put him to sleep, he asked, "Does he have an older brother?"

Jin Nan just wanted to go out after finishing his explanation, so he stopped and replied to He Jimin,

"Yes, he died at the age of ten."

He Jimin heard it, so he didn't ask any more, and Jin Nan added, "I'm next door, I just added your mobile phone, if there's anything wrong with Mr. Xing, just call me, thank you."

"Got it," He Jimin touched Xing Zhuo's head and pressed him against the pillow.

The rooms here are all dedicated to dating Zuo Ai, probably only used by He Jimin to coax the children.

He Jimin didn't wear much clothes, and it was a bit cold at night. Although he was wrapped around Xing Zhuo who was chasing after him and calling him brother, after all, he had needs now. The past body was stuck there, and He Jimin would confess if he was touched twice by the other party.

He Jimin couldn't sit still on the bed, and moved out by himself bit by bit.

He first plucked Xing Zhuo's limbs from his body one by one, and finally saw that it was going to be done, he couldn't help sneezing.

Then Xing Zhuo woke up.

"Brother, can't you sleep?" Although Xing Zhuo's voice was still an adult, it was obvious that his memory was still from his childhood.

He Jimin stretched out his arms to hug Xing Zhuo from behind, and patted his back lightly, "No, you go to sleep."

"Brother, is mom still outside?" Xing Zhuo continued to ask.

He Jimin pondered for a while, then whispered back to him, "Yes."

As soon as He Jimin finished speaking, he felt his waist tighten, and then Xing Zhuo stuffed him into his arms, and then muttered, "Then she still wants to hit me?"

When He Jimin heard this sentence in a perfunctory tone, he replied a little more seriously, "As long as I'm here, she won't be able to hit you."

Because of this sentence, He Jimin felt that Xing Zhuo had fallen asleep again.

But He Jimin couldn't move at all, so Xing Zhuo grabbed him directly, held He Jimin in his arms, and passed the second half of the night like this.

So much so that when He Jimin opened his eyes, what he saw were those eyes that were already awake.

During the daytime, there was a lot of light in the room, so He Jimin and Xing Zhuo didn't move, so they were still awkward.

Especially now that the two of them are both on their backs, and He Jimin still has Xing Zhuo's leg between his legs.

"Morning," He Jimin stretched his arms and pulled himself out, then suddenly moved closer and bit Xing Zhuo's ear, "Brother."

Xing Zhuo frowned and pushed back, stretched out his hand to push He Jimin away, finally sat and reacted for a while, and suddenly said,

"He Jimin, are you climbing on my bed?"