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

That kiss was fleeting like fireworks.

When Xing Zhuo walked back by himself, He Jimin, who was standing there, was still a little dazed.

Until Gu Minjie put her left hand down from her eyes, the other party continued to happily ask, "Brother Jimin, guess what's in the wish I just made?"

He Jimin wobbled and couldn't stand still, his face was a little redder than before, and Gu Minjie supported him again.

"Wish is something that won't work if you say it," Xing Zhuo replied to Gu Minjie's words.

At this moment, Gu Minjie covered her mouth with two slaps, and nodded with her eyes bent.

"jingle--"

The phone rang with a voice in the gradually easing light.

Gu Minjie immediately answered with a frown, "Grandma—you're going back after you come out?"

"It's ten o'clock, but it's still early, I—"

"Understood, I'll go back now," Gu Minjie said, her voice became weaker and weaker at the end, and when she finally hung up the phone, her eyebrows that were still in high spirits drooped, "Brother Jimin, I have to go , Grandma asked me to go back."

He Jimin nodded, but didn't say much, and rubbed against Wen En to straighten himself as much as possible.

"Brother Jimin?" Gu Minjie raised her head to look at He Jimin's face, and said to herself, "Strange, I thought brother Jimin was sober, why does he look drunk again now?"

He Jimin couldn't control his expressions other than laughing, so He Jimin still couldn't stop laughing at Gu Minjie.

The speed of going back was much faster than when she came here. Because Gu Minjie was in a bad mood and was afraid of running into grandma on the way back, she kept a distance from the boss with He Jimin.

Now He Jimin was standing beside Wen En, and He Jimin kept smiling at Wen En, until finally Wen En didn't even dare to look at him.

In fact, it is really dangerous to stare at Director He for a long time with such an unrestrained smile.

This feeling made Wen En flustered, so he could only walk forward and watch the road.

In the end, Wen En helped He Jimin not to go upstairs to the hotel. One was to help Gu Minjie lie. After all, when he left, he said that he was with Xing Zhuo. In addition, it is not good for others to see He Dong's current state. , Wen En helped people to go to the parking lot on the closer path.

Xing Zhuo followed the people directly and turned the corner.

Gu Minjie stopped Xing Zhuo from behind, "Hey, don't go, how can I explain to grandma when you are gone?"

Xing Zhuo ignored Gu Minjie but took two steps ahead, helping Wen En to support He Jimin who was a little unsteady now.

"Hey! You come back!" Gu Minjie stomped her feet angrily, but she didn't have the courage to chase after the man, so she gritted her lips and muttered, "It's strange, when we were together just now, he was quite humane." Well, why are you ignoring people now?"

It was raining a little when we first came back, but now it's raining, He Jimin's right shoulder was a little wet when he got into the car.

When He Jimin finally got into the car, he raised his head and leaned back. When he tilted his head again, he saw Xing Zhuo coming up.

He Jimin watched the two swaying figures falling on Xing Zhuo's body, and he didn't know which one to point to, so he just stretched out his hand and moved forward, "Don't move."

He Jimin felt that the place was warm and soft, so he lay still on his stomach.

Xing Zhuo looked at He Jimin who was already asleep on his lap, but he didn't move.

When Wen En was driving ahead, he glanced at Xing Zhuo and said to Xing Zhuo, "Master Xing, I'm really sorry today, Director He did drink a little too much today, and I don't know what happened. I used to drink quite a lot. Weigh it."

"It's okay," Xing Zhuo lowered his head, looked at the person, and said this,

"Well, tell me the place and I'll send you back right away," Wen En clicked on the navigation, thinking that Xing Zhuo must be settled first.

"No, I'll go back with you," Xing Zhuo said in the same tone.

But this time it was Wen En's turn to say "ah", "Are you going back with us?"

"I still have some business matters," Xing Zhuo responded after a pause of 30 seconds.

Wen En reluctantly hummed.

After all, Director He is struggling to even recognize people now, so I don't know what else Master Xing can talk to the current Director He.

When we got back to He Zhai, it was already raining heavily. Wen En didn’t have an umbrella at the car park, so he thought he would go down to get the umbrella first, but when he turned around, he saw Xing Zhuo supporting the person with one hand and holding the umbrella with the other. After taking off his coat, he covered He Jimin's body, "No, I'll help him in like this."

Wen En just stood at the door and watched.

Facing the current scene, I feel that I am redundant.

After that, Wen En's mouth never closed. When Wen En entered the door, Xing Zhuo helped him do what Wen En should do.

From helping someone to sit on the bed, to bringing tea to He Jimin's mouth, Xing Zhuo even rolled up his sleeves, and now he is preparing hot water.

Wen En couldn't even get in a word.

"Well, Mr. Xing, let me come. You are soaked, why don't you go take a shower first, and leave the rest to me," Wen En said because Xing Zhuo now has Drenched, especially the sweat on the forehead turned into beans, which flowed down into a bean.

Moreover, Xing Zhuo's hand was already shaking when he was holding the towel, and it seemed reluctant, so Wen En thought that he would do the rest for him.

Waiting for Wen En to stretch out his hand, Xing Zhuo on the other end moved.

Wen En went to He Dong's closet to find a few bathrobes, and by the way, prepared all the bathroom supplies for guests, and finally watched Xing Zhuo go to the bathroom downstairs.

Wen Encai sat on Dong He's bed by himself, propping his chin to ponder.

"What's going on with Mr. Xing today?" Before Xing Zhuo and He Dong had a quarrel, but with the person Xing Zhuo took care of just now, Wen En was not sure that he could do it like Xing Zhuo. As meticulous as washing.

"You also think he's different?" He Jimin who was lying on the bed suddenly spoke.

Wen En on the other end was startled and suddenly withdrew his hand. The bone on the back of his hand hit his chin. He hissed in pain, "Are you awake?"

"I woke up halfway," He Jimin was lying on the ground without getting up, although he was talking, and asked Wen En when he heard the movement downstairs, "Based on what do you think, what is Xing Zhuo thinking now?"

"Maybe I'm still afraid that you will backtrack, so I want to play the emotional card?" Wen En himself was not sure when he said it, and then changed his words, "But I can't guarantee that you will relax your vigilance, or hold back some big moves."

He Jimin didn't answer Wen En's words after hearing Wen En's words. After thinking for a while, he said to Wen En, "Let's see if he can leave later. Don't tell him when I wake up. I'll see later." Look," said He Jimin and closed his eyes.

When He Jimin's field of vision returned to darkness, after a short while, someone went upstairs from outside, and Wen En next to him said to the visitor, "Master Xing at night—" Wen En didn't elaborate on the rest of the words. , just waiting to hear Xing Zhuo's next plan. After all, Wen En knows that in his own capacity, he can't catch up with people, and he can't keep people.

After Wen En finished speaking, Xing Zhuo on the opposite side did not speak.

After that, He Jimin's body sank to the side, and he knew that someone was sitting on the bed.

And this weight should be Xing Zhuo.

He Jimin moved his eyes in the dark, and heard Wen En say again, "Then I understand, you sit here and wait a while, maybe Director He will wake up in a while, and I will stay by my side. If you need anything, just call me."

Finally, I heard Xing Zhuo say nothing.

Wen En withdrew his hand again, and he began to be uncertain about the current situation, because now Xing Zhuo sat quietly next to Director He, with his elbows on his knees, slightly bowed, and did not speak. Zhuo Dayi meant to sit still all night.

Wen En wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to open his mouth. In the end, he could only retreat to the door without saying anything.

Finally, when the hour hand passed twelve o'clock, there was no movement in the whole house.

He Jimin was originally awake and was waiting for Xing Zhuo's movements, but after waiting for a long time for a steady and slight breathing from the opposite side, there was nothing.

So false sleep becomes real sleep.

He Jimin himself didn't know that he had really fallen asleep from that moment on.

That long-standing dream still drilled into his mind from time to time, subconsciously he cried again.

The little boy in the dream was still crying.

He Jimin approached and found that the crying boy had turned into two.

In my recent dreams, this is often the case.

Every time He Jimin knelt down to look at another little boy who was crying with him, he always asked, "Who are you?" But every time the other party just glanced at He Jimin, there was no response.

Many things could not be seen clearly in the dream, but the eyes looking directly at him today were very clear.

He Jimin opened his eyes slightly, and tried to call out, "Ah Zhuo."

Afterwards, his body began to feel warm, so warm that He Jimin felt hot.

I don't know how long it took, but He Jimin habitually opened his eyes in the middle of the night, and because he was thirsty, he sat up with his hands propped up, and then saw a person sitting beside his bed.

He Jimin subconsciously opened his mouth, "Wen En, if it's okay, you can just go back to sleep, I don't need you to watch." He Jimin half-sitting and leaning on the bed, saw the shadow beside his bed wake up, straightened up and stood up , staring out the window blankly.

When the person on the bedside wanted to get up, He Jimin suddenly stopped him, "Wait a minute, you hold this and put it away."

He Jimin handed him the small box that had been on his body all the time, "Master Xing's things, keep it tight."

"You care so much," Xing Zhuo said.

It wasn't until he heard Xing Zhuo's voice that He Jimin realized that he had discussed this and that with Wen En before going to sleep, but in the end he fell asleep after a short sleep.

In order to hide his embarrassment, He Jimin turned his head around, and suddenly laughed, "Am I still drunk or dreaming, and when I woke up in the middle of the night, I ran into Mr. Xing."

"You can think whatever you want," Xing Zhuo sat on the edge of the bed again, propped his hands on both sides, pressed down on the soft mattress, and pulled He Jimin, who was opposite him, toward him, " I've been waiting until now to ask you something."

Because He Jimin had just woken up, even if he was sitting, he was not stable, especially now that Xing Zhuo was pressing one side with his own weight, He Jimin's body leaned forward, and finally hit his forehead directly on the Xing Zhuo's shoulder.

Then I heard Xing Zhuo ask, "Now you just need to answer me—"

"Were you awake when you made the wish?"

The two pairs of eyes stared at each other for a long time in the darkness.

But He Jimin knew that Xing Zhuo couldn't see his face clearly.

Naturally, he didn't see the dodge in He Jimin's eyes.

"What wish?" He Jimin took a step back, bent his knees and put his hands on his hands and asked, "Unfortunately, I can't let you see my dog."

He Jimin raised his head, took Xing Zhuo's hand and compared it, "It's about this long, a gray one, a little dirt dog."

"Forget it," Xing Zhuo pulled his hand and sat on the side by himself.

"You just sat like this all night?" He Jimin listened to the pattering rain outside, and pressed the phone on the bedside.

3:37.

It was still early before dawn, He Jimin stretched out his hands to support the quilt, hooked Xing Zhuo with his feet and asked, "Are you coming?"

"I'll go back," Xing Zhuo stood up directly.

He Jimin almost synchronized with Xing Zhuo's movements, reaching out his hand when Xing Zhuo was about to fall down.

"There are steps," He Jimin reminded, "I fell here a few times before—"

He Jimin originally thought that he could pull the person back, but he forgot that Xing Zhuo was wearing a slippery bathrobe, so after a lot of pulling, the person could be pulled back, but the clothes on his body flew off.

So now what is pasted on He Jimin's face is a piece——

pecs.

He Jimin couldn't see clearly, but the hard touch still made him say in a low voice, "Let's go."

After saying this, the person on the body didn't move.

He Jimin thought that his voice was too low for Xing Zhuo to be able to hear clearly, so he added a push and said, "It's overwhelming."

At this moment, the lights in the room came on with a "snap", and at the same time, Wen En stood at the door, rubbing his eyes, "That Jin Nan downstairs said something-"

Wen En and others saw the current situation in the room clearly, first slapped himself with a "pia" on the eyes, and quickly closed the door with the other hand.

The room became quiet and bright for a while.

Then there was another voice outside the door, "I have urgent business with Mr. Xing, so don't stop me."

"No, you can't go in now," Wen En said reluctantly.

But in the end, Wen En couldn't hold back the impatient Jin Nan, and the door was knocked open again.

"Master Xing, I really fucking have—"

"Hold???"

He Jimin blinked, and saw that the color of Xing Zhuo's body was running all over his face. He was quite tall, and now he was blushing unreasonably, so he tore off the thin quilt on the bed, and turned inside with him.

He Jimin pressed Xing Zhuo under him with his body, and covered Xing Zhuo with the quilt by the way, and just like that, he turned his face and smiled at Jin Nan, "You say what you want, and I will take responsibility for what should be done."

"Fuck, you guys—" Jin Nan scratched his hair, and turned what he wanted to say from his head to his mouth again, "Well, something happened to He Zhuo."

"What's going on?" He Jimin straightened his body, "Is it—"

Jin Nan's expression was unnatural, "The old lady of your family is here."

"Damn standing downstairs with a head the size of a football team. I don't know how I knew it. I couldn't stop myself, so the child was dragged into the car by his grandma."

"I'll send someone to look for it now." Xing Zhuo sat up straight away, put his hand on He Jimin's waist, and lifted him to the side. "I'll bring him back before the sky turns white."

He Jimin's body lightened, and he was lifted up when he was still in a daze.

"After all, it's the child's grandma, so it should be fine. I'll find someone to inquire first. As long as I don't leave Province B tonight, it's fine," He Jimin stretched out his hand to stop him.

Xing Zhuo said it was fine, but he still had to get out of bed.

It was only then that He Jimin really used his strength to tug at him, "Don't—"

The other party didn't intend to finish He Jimin's words at all, so he continued on.

"Xing Zhuo," He Jimin called him.

Just when Xing Zhuo turned around, He Jimin pointed his toes down barefoot, because he was walking too fast, when the other party turned his head, He Jimin happened to chase up with his face up, and the two of them bumped into each other. He Jimin's lips just brushed against Xing Zhuo.

The tip of the teeth cut Xing Zhuo's mouth to the point of opening.

Xing Zhuo on the opposite side was stunned for a moment.

He Jimin saw that he could settle down now, so he wanted to do some ideological work again, but before He Jimin could open his mouth, the other party turned back, put his hand on his head, and kissed him directly.

this kiss.

Totally irrational.

He Jimin didn't expect Xing Zhuo to come out the other way around, and was directly pressed and tilted on the bed.

Now his mind is full of how to explain to Wen En and Jinnan who are standing in front now.

In addition, Xing Zhuo is basically not wearing anything now, so the scratches between the two people are more sensitive and sensitive.

"Don't—" He Jimin lost control of Xing Zhuo for the first time, he was blushing just now, but now he is shameless, "You fucking—"

"It's lighter."

It was only when Wen En saw what happened right in front of him that his brain came to his senses, and he gradually came back to it from the buzzing blankness.

"Xing Zhuo!" Wen En shouted his name directly and was about to rush up, but was pulled back by Jin Nan halfway, "Master Xing has a sense of proportion, he is a calm—"

Before Jin Nan could finish his sentence, there was a "stab--" sound from the other end.

Until the shirt He Jimin was wearing was torn.

Jin Nan was shocked, "Fuck me???"

The author has something to say: Jinnan: He is a calm person... right? ? ?

感谢在2021-01-0318:53:39~2021-01-0419:12:38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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Linmao;

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