After President Pa dressed as an abandoned husband [Transmigration Book]

The movement of Qin Zhen closing the door was so loud that even the walls shook.

His beloved pajamas turned into rags, and the room felt like an earthquake. Ji Tingsen had the illusion of being in a violent place.

He wasn't shocked for long, though.

Because Qin Zhen, who was standing still at the door, seemed to be the one who was frightened.

Ji Tingsen thought, probably the big bruise on his waist scared the other party.

When he himself looked in the mirror, he also felt a little horrified: "Qin Zhen, I'm fine, it's just a small injury, bruises are like this...the skin is not broken, and it will disappear in two days."

In fact, Qin Zhen didn't see the injury on Ji Tingsen's waist.

Or it is not complete.

The pajamas were torn from the back of the neck, and stopped at the place where the smooth back was gathered around the waist, almost covering [-]% of the wound, only a blue and purple mark the size of a thumb belly, trembling. A head poked out from under the clothes.

Qin Zhen walked over without saying a word.

He is half a head taller than Ji Tingsen, with a slightly bent neck and stretched out his hand.

With a thud, the fabric that was finally connected was completely split in two, revealing the terrifying scar at the lowest point in the center of the lower back.

The horror of the scars is compared with the scenery I saw before.

The inexplicably stiff body recovered in an instant, and then he was deeply angry. Qin Zhen said in a heavy tone, "Small injury? What's going on, talk! Or, I'll check it myself."

The chill on his back made Ji Tingsen very insecure, so he was about to turn around.

However, the man behind him seemed to have expected this, and pressed his slightly warm palm on his shoulder, stopping his movement.

He could even feel that those gray-blue eyes were looking at the place where he was wounded, as if they were real.

Qin Zhen was half a head taller than Ji Tingsen and stood behind him, which made Ji Tingsen feel oppressed.

But the other party didn't have any malice, and it seemed that he would not give up easily, so he could only say: "I was not careful."

Qin Zhen: "What?"

Ji Tingsen closed his eyes, and once again regretted his previous greed: "It was because I didn't stand still and bumped into the coffee table in the living room."

Qin Zhen: "I want to listen to the truth."

Ji Tingsen: "...It's true. When I covered you with a blanket, you should have seen that the scars were fresh and there was no one else at home."

Therefore, it is not bullying by outsiders.

Qin Zhen's accumulated efforts suddenly collapsed.

He vaguely remembered something... so it was because of himself, and the injury on Ji Tingsen's wrist was also because of him?

Hearing Qin Zhen's question about the wrist, Ji Tingsen breathed a sigh of relief: "I feel that you have a fever, and I want to make sure." He emphasized: "I didn't want to take advantage of you, but you grabbed it."

As for what Qin Zhen said in a daze, he didn't mention it.

As he spoke, he took Qin Zhen's palm, which was much warmer than his own, away from his shoulder: "Okay, I just squeezed it, I won't tell grandma, you still have a little fever, let Special Assistant Yan measure it later body temperature."

Qin Zhen was completely stunned, Ji Tingsen took care of him, but he hurt him again and again.

No, what's the matter with grandma?

Thinking about it, he didn't let Ji Tingsen get close to him before, but he accidentally pushed him to the ground, his palm scratched his skin, Ji Tingsen went to complain in front of his grandma, and later he was scolded by his grandma.

Ji Tingsen felt that Qin Zhen was very strange today, and his reaction was either extreme or slow, probably due to illness.

He didn't urge anyone to leave immediately.

Originally, Qin Zhen also cared about him. Although the method was a bit rough and tough, his kindness was still understandable.

He took off the rags on his body and wanted to go to the cloakroom to find clothes to wear.

Qin Zhen, who was originally thinking in chaos, opened his eyes subconsciously: "What are you doing?"

Ji Tingsen: "...change clothes....sorry, I thought..."

We are all men, and it's boring to treat each other. He doesn't need to hide when he changes clothes like meeting the opposite sex.

It turns out that Qin Zhen not only hates being looked at by him, but also hates seeing him... disheveled?

He walked quickly to the cloakroom connected to the bedroom. During the process, the wound on his waist was involved, and he couldn't help gasping in a low voice.

There were heavy and hurried footsteps behind him, as well as the sound of opening and closing the door. It was Qin Zhen who left.

Probably because of his hot eyes, Ji Tingsen thought, and couldn't help laughing.

How come I didn't realize before that Qin Zhen's personality is so changeable, and it's cute that a sick person becomes self-willed.

He is not used to appearing weak in front of people, now that he is alone, he changes direction and takes a few steps slowly to go to bed, changes clothes and stretches his muscles, forget it.

Anyway, I have to get up early tomorrow.

Looking at the broken pajamas casually thrown on the bed, Ji Tingsen felt lucky.

Fortunately, it wasn't the pants that were torn, so it was dangerous.

In the pocket of the pajama pants was a button taken from Qin Zhen's suit.

......

Special assistant Yan, who had been scolded by Qin Zhen, had been waiting in the corridor.

He didn't know what he did wrong, and he didn't dare to leave.

There were a lot of messy thoughts in my mind, such as the fact that the boss would actually enter Ji Tingsen's room, wouldn't it mean that he would eventually become a foolish king who was bewitched by beauty.

Speaking of which, Ji Tingsen's face is indeed...probably the essence of the brain, and it is all used on the face.

Just as he was thinking about it, the door opened, and Special Assistant Yan asked nervously, "Boss?"

Qin Zhen glanced at him: "It's none of your business, so do whatever you want!"

Special Assistant Yan: "..."

He came to take care of the patient, isn't the patient the boss?

Qin Zhen ignored him and went straight downstairs.

When they got downstairs, they frowned and warned Special Assistant Yan who was still standing upstairs: "Don't go in!"

Special Assistant Yan: ...?

No sleep in the guest room... No, his smart head was not given for nothing. Looking at the closed door of Ji Tingsen's bedroom, he felt that this room was most likely the one he couldn't get in.

Understand, don't give Ji Tingsen an opportunity.

If Ji Tingsen wanted to bribe him to ask the boss about something, he would refuse all of them and ignore him.

Smart subordinates wanted to find work on their own, so Yan Tezhu packed up the dishes from his boss's room, took them downstairs, and went to the kitchen to clean up the mess.

Qin Zhen went to the gym downstairs to get medicated oil.

The gym has fitness equipment and a boxing room, because sometimes I get injured, and there are medicinal oils for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, which are not available on the market, and the effect is very good.

Walking downstairs, he regained his sanity a lot, this time he knew there was a knock on the door.

Ji Tingsen who heard the knock on the door: "...?"

Subconsciously, he tensed his nerves. After all, he was not wearing clothes, and he was worried that Qin Zhen's condition would relapse, so he finally said, "Come in."

Qin Zhen pushed open the door, only to find that the big bed was bulged, and Ji Tingsen only looked at him with his head exposed.

He was a little uncomfortable, and his brows furrowed even more coldly.

Ji Tingsen warned in advance: "I have no clothes on."

If you have something to say, don't come here.

Qin Zhen's back stiffened, and he said in a nasty voice, "...don't think too much about it!"

He is not a hooligan, he was stimulated before...it was all an accident.

Ji Tingsen found something in the opponent's hand: "What did you take...for me? Put it there for me..."

Qin Zhen: "You just need to be quiet."

He actually thought that Ji Tingsen, who only had his head exposed from under the quilt, looked a little cute.

How crazy!

If it wasn't because of him that the injury was caused, Qin Zhen walked over with a cold face, speaking quickly and coldly: "Lie, well, the medicated oil needs to be massaged to absorb it, and the effect is very good."

Ji Tingsen didn't speak any more, and it wasn't the first time he had experienced Qin Zhen's strong character.

He obediently arranged a position for massage, and groped with his fingers under the pillow to make sure that the buttons placed underneath would not fall out.

Later, the quilt was lifted.

Ji Tingsen is quite able to bear the pain. After all, the medicine does not work in the later stage of the disease in his previous life, so he has experience.

But the mixture of the coolness of the medicine and oil and the warmth of Qin Zhen's palm probably caused the medicine to permeate into the skin and give off a tingling, very strange feeling.

However, due to Qin Zhen's moderate strength, there was comfort in the dull pain.

He rested his chin on the back of his hand, squinted his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly because of the body being pushed around, feeling a little comfortable.

This is what Qin Zhen saw.

Of course it’s far more than that, there’s also the feeling of the palm. It turns out that the reason for the thinness is that the skeleton is thinner than his. It’s still fleshy, tight, warm, and soft, and it’s so white that you can’t see the pores...

Unfamiliar hot air coiled up from behind the ears, and then surged into the nasal cavity, hot and itchy.

Patter, a drop of Yinhong fell on the white piece.

Qin Zhen: "...!"

The strength of the back is very comfortable, Ji Tingsen was thinking that maybe he can go to a hot spring when he is free, and then make an appointment for a massage, and bring Mingrui...how about going with the whole family...

The massage stopped suddenly.

He opened his eyes, a little bit unsatisfied: "Are you ready?"

The effect is really good, the pain in the waist has been relieved a lot.

Qin Zhen: "It's not good...it's almost over."

He spoke more calmly and solemnly than before, but his movements were a little flustered. He quickly wiped off the eye-dropping thing with his sleeve, but felt that there was more...

Ji Tingsen didn't expect that what Qin Zhen said would be done soon, it would be so soon.

Within a few seconds after asking, before he could turn around, he let the quilt cover his head. After getting out of the quilt, he found that the lights were turned off and the door was also closed.

Qin Zhen ran away like the wind.

This... As expected, he resisted repulsion to help him.

......

The alarm clock at 04:30 in the morning rang twice before being pressed.

After Ji Tingsen got up, he found that the pain from his back injury seemed to have been relieved by more than half.

He packed his things and walked out the door lightly.

At 05:30, Fu Cong saw his baby coming out of the gate of the community, and trotted over to pick him up.

He took the bag and carried it by himself, and then babbled: "It's half an hour late, is it because Mr. Qin doesn't want you... If I say I should send you out, it must be because you don't want to disturb him. A man has to always Do it, don't do it..."

Ji Tingsen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what did he order Qin Zhen to do.

But there is really one thing that needs to be put on the agenda: "Brother Fu, I still have a house on Yushan Road. I will find the key for you later, and ask someone to clean it up."

Fu Cong was shocked: "Did you quarrel?"

It was too dark before so I couldn't see clearly, but now that the lights in the car are bright, I found that my baby's face was slightly pale, as if he was sick.

Ji Tingsen shook his head: "It's nothing, but the current house is too far from the gate of the community, and it's inconvenient to come out."

I didn't think much of it before, but walking such a long way after a back injury felt uncomfortable.

In addition, he also needs a private space that can accommodate relatives, friends, and work partners. Yan Tezhu can get in the house in Lanzhan Garden, but Fu Cong is in the entertainment circle, but he can't.

But I must go back to Lanzhan Garden at night, which is required in the contract.

Fu Cong repeatedly confirmed that Ji Tingsen was fine before driving.

He was very happy about the house change. Being an artist is not a job on the clock. He had never been able to take care of Guaibao in his private life before, and Guaibao had to pack his luggage himself, which was really inconvenient.

Ji Tingsen squinted in the car for a while, feeling like he had forgotten something.

Later, it was too late to remember what was put under the pillow, but there was still the bottle of medicinal oil in the bag, maybe it could be made up for.

......

On the same day, at six o'clock in the morning.

Qin Zhen was woken up by the biological clock, and then stared at the things on his underwear for a full 2 ​​minutes.

Simply...absurd!

He got out of bed with a sullen face, threw the changed underwear into the trash can, picked it up again after a while, washed away the evidence of the crime with water, and then threw it into the trash can again.

An hour later, the beanbag in the gym was brutally beaten by the owner to vent excess energy.

downstairs,

Special assistant Yan, who knew his boss's work schedule well, ordered breakfast before 07:30.

But the boss didn't seem to be in a pretty mood, so he really missed Liu Zhi who didn't know where to go on vacation at the moment.

Qin Zhen sat down at the dining table: "Where's Ji Tingsen? Tell him to eat."

He remembered that Ji Tingsen usually got up at seven o'clock, and if there were no accidents, he should be watching flowers on the balcony by now.

Special Assistant Yan: "The little boss didn't go downstairs, he might still be sleeping, now..."

Qin Zhen: "...No need."

Probably because I was too tired to take care of myself yesterday, and I was injured.

He mentioned another matter: "Don't tell him about Yuan Neng. If there is any entanglement between the two of you, find a way to cut it off. If Yuan Neng is entangled, suppress it... Well, don't let the other party know about our interference and Kittingson related."

Special Assistant Yan: "...boss, I sent the information to the little boss yesterday."

Suddenly arranged the matter of the little boss so properly, and I was afraid that the other party would hate the little boss. When did the boss become so considerate?

Understood, after all, the little boss made good chicken noodle soup yesterday, probably as a reward for taking care of the patients.

For the first time, Qin Zhen felt that it was not a good thing for an assistant to work too efficiently.

He pondered: "Forget it, keep an eye on Yuan Neng, and tell me if there is any change."

Special Assistant Yan: "Okay, boss."

Whenever Yuan Neng wanted to do something to Ji Tingsen, he had to report it immediately, and he understood what the boss meant.

Qin Zhen had almost recovered, had breakfast with Special Assistant Yan, and then gave him a holiday.

Sitting in the living room until exactly nine o'clock, he knocked on Ji Tingsen's door.

Since Ji Tingsen has performed well recently, Qin Zhen decided to get along with him with a normal heart, and give him another chance to be friends like he did at the beginning of marriage.

As long as Ji Tingsen stops messing around, well...you can also be self-willed.

Seeing that he loves himself so much, I don't care about him.

As for what he did this morning, Qin Zhen had already prepared himself mentally.

He is a normal man, and seeing a beautiful body arouses certain thoughts, which is quite normal.

Even if that person is not Ji Tingsen, he will still be majestic.

That's it!

Just for a while, do you want to say "Good morning?" to Ji Tingsen, after all, the other party will say this to him in the morning, although most of the time there is no response.

Or just say a word, be a good start.

Qin Zhen could almost imagine that pair of soft amber eyes, when he heard him take the initiative to say hello, the way the end of the eyes was slightly bent, it was very beautiful.

He unconsciously took a deep breath and knocked on the door.