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

He Jimin's mouth was a little cold, and he wanted to retreat, but Xing Zhuo's hands were strangely stubborn.

He Jimin gathered his emotions and smiled at Xing Zhuo, and asked him, "Does it look good?"

Xing Zhuo just let go, and the topic returned to business, "Shen Zhongye is considered a member of your family, why should I trust you."

He Jimin stroked his chin that was let go, "He Yuanzhuo and Shen Zhongye are getting close, so I must be ugly, and he should be even less interested in me."

"Now I have a younger brother, Shen Zhongye has a grandmother in his family. Although there is no coercive threat to him, but if he is not safe, she has the heart to watch the new grandson have nothing," He Jimin helped Xing Zhuo rub a cigarette on his mouth. , Afraid that the wind would blow, he turned sideways and blocked it with his hands, "His hands were dirty with He Yuanzhuo before, and it is probably the same now, and I have heard that Shen Zhongye prefers Xiaoling, Those who can climb onto his bed are all younger customers," He Jimin said in Xing Zhuo's ear, "like He Yuanzhuo."

When He Jimin was talking, Xing Zhuo turned his head, and He Jimin felt the tip of his nose warm, and the soft touch swept over.

He Jimin turned back slightly, keeping a little distance from Xing Zhuo.

The strange thing is, I don't know if there is a hook on Xing Zhuo's mouth, but He Jimin always feels itchy where he is rubbed.

"I want to guarantee, in essence," Xing Zhuo turned around and walked a little away from He Jimin.

Fill in the distance that He Jimin opened just now.

He Jimin scratched his hair, looked into Xing Zhuo's bright eyes, and asked him, "What do you want?"

"Ask you to ask for something," Xing Zhuo held a cigarette in one hand, clasping his palm on He Jimin's head, leaning close, "To a certain extent, at least—"

"It can ruin your reputation," Xing Zhuo said softly.

But the voice was deep, so deep that He Jimin forgot Xing Zhuo's age.

"What about me," He Jimin met those eyes, "it's fair to do business, you restrain me, on the other hand," He Jimin said, stretching out his hands, wrapping them around Xing Zhuo's neck, hooking Wiping the sweat that has been blown dry on his head, he smiled and said, "I have to tie a rope around your neck anyway, and I can pull it if you go crazy."

He Jimin put his thumb on the other person's Adam's apple, squeezed it lightly, and then admired those eyes unscrupulously.

"Deal," Xing Zhuo turned over, pressed the person against the railing, and said word by word, "You and I are still inseparable."

He Jimin went up with his arms around the person, glanced at Shen Zhongye who was walking here, then put his hand between himself and Xing Zhuo, still begging, "Please, don't touch me."

Xing Zhuo looked at He Jimin, dragged He Jimin's chin, lowered his head and bit it.

This kiss was so long that He Jimin drew a circle behind Xing Zhuo's ear with his thumb to remind him.

When they finally parted, He Jimin's breathing was unstable and his face was hot.

"Is it in the interest of disturbing the two of you?" Shen Zhongye came over with a drink, "I just said, there must be some little secret after not seeing anyone for such a long time."

He Jimin brewed up his emotions when Xing Zhuo stretched out his hand, and then said, "Cousin."

Just said something, before he had time to add a few words to add emotion, Xing Zhuo pressed him into his arms again.

As a result, He Jimin said something full of emotions, and he became bored as soon as he picked up the tune.

"It's not a secret," Xing Zhuo said.

"I thought I was the only one who liked this." Shen Zhongye didn't leave, and continued to chat here, "There are indeed a lot of people who have been stuffed on the bed, but now it seems that I really don't have much luck. My cousin is like this. With only one, the one before me is nothing."

He Jimin was held down by Xing Zhuo, but he could still hear Shen Zhongye's words clearly.

This sentence is more or less what Shen Zhongye expressed.

Shen Zhongye misses himself.

He Jimin thought this way, even if he didn't have the heart, but at least he could compare himself with his previous bed partner.

Old color ruffian.

He Jimin felt the hands on his back tightened a little, and then he heard Xing Zhuo's chest thumping.

"In the future, I will have a lot of occasions like this. I didn't know it before. I thought that Mr. Xing didn't eat fireworks in this world. Now it seems that Mr. Xing is also a person who likes fireworks." Shen Zhongye smiled and handed the wine in his hand to Xing Zhuo, " We’ve seen each other more often since then.”

Xing Zhuo didn't say much from the beginning to the end, but He Jimin felt that the other party took the drink.

It smells like red wine.

But it didn't taste right.

"Cousin," He Jimin stood forward by himself, "don't tell my dad about this."

He Jimin took the initiative to reveal his shortcomings, "I—" He glanced at Xing Zhuo again as he spoke, "Just pretend you didn't see this matter today."

Shen Zhongye smiled and wanted to move forward, but there was Xing Zhuo in the middle, so he stretched out his hand symbolically, "I know."

"Clean up and come out. It's boring to talk about work at night. I have put a lot of thought into this party that I can get together. It would be boring if I don't go to have fun." Shen Zhongye walked in after finishing speaking, "I'll go out and wait, Xing If you still have something to do, I won't bother you."

After Shen Zhongye finished speaking, he turned and left.

Now there are only two people left on the small viewing platform, He Jimin and Xing Zhuo.

He Jimin was still digesting that sentence, but Xing Zhuo had already put an arm on He Jimin's shoulder, wrapped the back of He Jimin's head with one hand, and pulled him towards him.

When he suddenly approached, He Jimin smiled and asked Xing Zhuo, "Why, everyone is gone, do you still want to continue?"

"What if he didn't leave," Xing Zhuo continued the kiss just now.

He Jimin smiled and said fuck off.

Later, during the kiss, Xing Zhuo said, "Don't smile like that to others in the future."

He Jimin was deceived, and became addicted to kissing, so he replied vaguely, "Although the mouth grows here, if it wants to laugh, I can't help it."

Xing Zhuo still answered very seriously, "I am different from others."

"What's different?" He Jimin also asked sincerely.

Xing Zhuo turned his face away and said softly, "You go to my bed."

He Jimin didn't realize that Xing Zhuo still remembered this, so he stretched out his hand for a kiss, and nodded in order not to destroy the continuity of his own addiction, "It's up to you."

He Jimin's kiss was so hot that he finally took off his tie, and when he saw it, he tugged at Xing Zhuo who was already walking back, "You left your tie at my place last time, do you still want it?"

He Jimin just finished speaking when the things in his hand were taken away.

When He Jimin walked behind Xing Zhuo, under the golden light shining outside, he saw a pair of red ears.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall is now lively, and the activities are basically quite satisfactory, mainly promoting cups and changing cups, as long as you get close to listen, most of them are trying to win business.

With project cooperation and celebrity marketing, the artist can be followed by several big managers, and the female artist who occasionally lowers her head and smiles, reveals her fair neck, two shallow dimples, which are piled up by the wine in her hand Only fake smiles left.

He Jimin looked bored, but Xing Zhuo couldn't do without him now, so he beckoned to Wen En from downstairs.

He followed Jinnan, but the two obviously didn't agree with each other, and when they appeared together, they didn't even twist their necks towards each other.

Afterwards, He Zhuo, who was sticking to Shen Zhongye's side, also came over.

He Jimin stretched out his hand, and the child ran towards him, and when he reached him, he called out, "Brother."

Xing Zhuo glanced at the child and asked, "What do you call him?"

"Brother," He Zhuo held the biscuit in his hand and reached out to Xing Zhuo, "Uncle, do you want some?"

He Jimin confessed, "My relative's child is borrowed to raise it for a few days."

After He Jimin finished speaking, he saw Xing Zhuo also squatting down, "He's not a brother," then pointed to himself, "He's also an uncle."

He Zhuo took two steps back, hid behind He Jimin, and muttered softly, "He's the elder brother."

He Jimin didn't know when Xing Zhuo and the child would be able to argue about their names.

"Call me uncle," Xing Zhuo knelt down and corrected.

But He Zhuo didn't speak at this time, and hid back while hugging He Jimin's leg.

He Zhuo hid for a while and saw Uncle Shen coming, and then ran towards Shen Zhongye.

He Jimin could see clearly, but He Zhuo was afraid.

Afraid of Xing Zhuo.

That's right, Xing Zhuo didn't have much vivid expression on the child's face, and with his height of one meter now, even if he squatted down, he still felt oppressive to the child. Xing Zhuo's face was also cold, with lines Seriously, this basically bid farewell to the child's fate.

So every time He Zhuo saw Xing Zhuo, he would smile at Xing Zhuo very reluctantly and symbolically.

But children are children after all, they are afraid of such things and cannot pretend.

"They're all there," Shen Zhongye came out with a smile, with He Yuanzhuo standing beside him.

He Yuanzhuo was also wearing a suit, and standing beside Shen Zhongye looked at He Jimin with hostility in his eyes.

After changing the plot, He Yuanzhuo changed the person he could rely on from the original Xing Zhuo to the current Shen Zhongye.

And not long after He Yuanzhuo came, there was another person walking up from downstairs.

He Jimin recognized the man from the moment he showed half of his head.

Li Wutong.

Li Wutong is also well-dressed, and he is in the circle of wealthy people in Province B, so he naturally comes to a dinner party of this level.

"Master Xing, it's been a long time." Li Wutong spoke faster than He Yuanzhuo, and before he arrived, he started to make up the old score.

It is estimated that now he thinks that he has Shen Zhongye's backing, and the tone of his speech is still full of resentment from before.

"I just said that we are all friends, do you know Yuanzhuo's friends?" Shen Zhongye spread his hands and paused the current music, "Welcome everyone, besides this reception, I also specially prepared some non-respectful gadgets," Shen Zhongye clapped his hands, and the lights in the entire hall dimmed.

He Jimin raised his head and turned his head along with the people in the surrounding venue. The music also changed from light saxophone music to a very noisy ear-catching wild song.

Two layers of water curtains were withdrawn from the originally bright hall around, and after the light beams were connected inside, the line of sight was completely isolated from the outside.

The whole arrangement seems to be to do something——

Something ashamed to say.

The light continued to dim, and He Jimin suddenly thought, with such a level of light, Xing Zhuo——

Just as He Jimin was about to open his mouth, he felt someone grab the corner of his clothes. He Jimin thought it was a child at first, but now it was Xing Zhuo who was talking in his ear.

"Don't go too far from me," he said.

He Jimin joked in a low voice, "What, are you still afraid?"

After a while, I heard Xing Zhuo's reply,

"I'm afraid you're not here."

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