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

This is the best private room in Shangya. The layout is actually more like a suite. Besides the dining room, there is also a rest room.

Qin Zhen has been here, and he glanced around to know where the words are quiet.

Going around half of the carved partition wall, there are indeed two symmetrical rooms with the doors open. The tea room is on the left and the rest room is on the right.

He put one hand on the door frame of the rest room, and waited for Ji Tingsen to enter before closing the door.

Independent space, the decoration has an antique charm.

Ji Tingsen liked this style very much, he paused for a moment while staring at the classic and luxurious beauty couch under the window, thinking that this should be for ladies.

It doesn't matter if it's female or not, anyway, there are no outsiders now.

He helped his waist without a trace.

The moment when Qin Zhen grabbed his waist just now, although it was only a second or two, it hurt so badly that he really wanted to lie down.

But just think about it, Qin Zhen has a frank and lenient face and resists strictness. If he looks tired and lazy, the child might explode with anger.

When Qin Zhen had already sat in the large chair, with his hands on his knees, obviously ready for the hawk, Ji Tingsen sat opposite him.

In order to ease the atmosphere, he started a conversation: "How do you know I'm here?"

Qin Zhen was expressionless: "My friend saw you and Yuan Neng... I also made an appointment here..."

Ji Tingsen thought the same, with a gentle smile in his light-colored eyes, he added the second half of the sentence: "I know Yuan Neng is not a good person, so you are worried about me? Thank you."

"Thank you" again.

There was nothing wrong with Ji Tingsen's words, and it could even be called polite, but Qin Zhen's ears hurt when he heard them.

He has high eyebrows and a straight nose, and when he smiles or not, he has a murderous air: "Tell me, why did you see Yuan Neng? You want to fight... You know who he is, and what to do if something happens to him." ?”

Ji Tingsen was not afraid of him at all, he could tell the difference between good intentions and evil intentions.

It's a little funny and warm in my heart. For many years, he has always spoken in this tone, but this is the first time someone reprimanded him with a cold face, "What if something happens?"

No secrets, from Bai Ning being bullied by Yuan Neng in the film crew to deciding to solve this matter, including the video.

If someone asks about these things, they must keep them secret. One more person who knows is not a good thing for Bai Ning, but with the resources Qin Zhen has and his own keen intelligence, it is almost easy to know what he wants.

Besides, the matter of taking Yuan Neng's photo hit people in the face, and they couldn't hide it.

Qin Zhen let out a deep breath: "Bai Ning...why help him?"

It's unbelievable that two people who have never met before have spent so much time and energy on the crew after getting along with each other for two months.

Ji Tingsen sighed: "I can't help it, such an older kid, when I see him, I think of...Ming Rui, and Yuan Neng seems to be eyeing me, so I'll strike first."

For a 20-year-old child, Qin Zhen sneered in his heart.

Everything he owns is planned by himself, and he is probably naturally cold-blooded. He can't understand or empathize with Bai Ning's matter, and he is even very displeased.

Since Bai Ning has a deep understanding of what kind of bastard Yuan Neng is, why does he ask Ji Tingsen to help...to bring trouble to the east?

Thought so much in his heart, Qin Zhen didn't say it.

Several times when I want to severely reprimand the person in front of me for being impulsive and overreaching, even when I am being used as a gunman, I always think of a soft and clear complaint: "I think you are bullying me."

In the end, he just said: "No next time!"

Anger and pity arose in his heart, and the person in front of him couldn't help tossing, if only he had kicked Yuan Neng more.

Ji Tingsen took a bottle of purified water from the table that separated them from the other, loosened the cap and pushed it in front of Qin Zhen: "I have a measure, don't worry."

Qin Zhen didn't know that his lips looked so dry that they were about to break the skin, but his thirst was real.

I ran here again before I even had a drink in the clubhouse, and climbed several floors. I can keep up with my physical strength, but the feeling of impatience at that time has not yet completely calmed down.

In the end, in exchange for the words "I have a sense of proportion"?

My heart was on fire, and I couldn't hold it down after drinking half a bottle of water in one breath: "You have a sense of proportion? You have a sense of clothes... this time is good luck, next time... you have to hide it in the room. With Yuan Neng's helper, he will give you medicine, or knock you out when you are not prepared? Huh?"

Ji Tingsen wanted to say that he didn't even touch the water, and after analyzing Yuan Neng's character, he knew that nothing would happen.

But looking at Qin Zhen's bright and sharp eyes because of his anger, and sensing the other party's sincere concern, he opened his mouth, and finally said gently and comfortingly: "I see."

Obviously, Qin Zhen is not Yuan Neng's kind of wine bag and rice bag, so he easily noticed Ji Tingsen's perfunctory.

That's right, I didn't realize my mistake at all, it was just perfunctory!

He stood up, nearly 1.9 meters tall, set off by jeans and a leather jacket, tall and long-legged, strong and tough, with unquestionable pressure and power that belonged to men.

Like an irritated wolf king, he urgently needs a duel to confirm his status.

The wolf king handed a paw in front of the young man who was sitting, as an invitation gesture: "Get up! Don't you have a measure, I will show you the consequences of failing to measure."

Ji Tingsen's waist still hurts, and he doesn't want to fight, and of course, he doesn't want to fight.

But he had a premonition that if he rejected Qin Zhen now, the other party would use this as an excuse to interfere in many things in the future.

He has experienced Qin Zhen's strength before, so it's better... let's not do it.

Ji Tingsen has systematically learned self-rescue skills, including but not limited to fighting, swimming, and survival in the wild, etc., while Qin Zhen was aggressive when he was young. He learned boxing from his master, and he was talented in it. When he beat one master, he would change to another one. Later, he played with sandbags by himself.

All in all, Ji Tingsen is an academic school, and he is also an academic school after a lifetime, while Qin Zhen is a talented and practical school, and the latter is much higher in terms of hardware conditions.

The result is obvious, Ji Tingsen failed miserably.

He was not annoyed at being suppressed by Qin on the beauty's couch. After all, it was the expected result, so he reasoned well: "Although I am not as good as you, you have also seen that I have the ability to protect myself."

Qin Zhen snorted coldly, short and ruthless: "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

He twisted Ji Tingsen's hands behind his back, grabbed both wrists almost with one hand, and forced him to raise his upper body, like a fragile bird on the verge of death.

His eyes lingered over the neck that was more slender because he was facing up, and he opened the buttons of the shirt one by one with one hand. His gray-blue eyes were always sharp and cold, as if he was treating the prey under his claws: "Yuan Neng is This to you?"

He leaned over, and the deep, hot breath passed over the beautiful and fragile body below him, from the ears to the side of the cheeks, and then to the side of the neck: "If it were someone else, they wouldn't be as gentle as me, tear... Shred your clothes, crush your dignity, and faint if you resist... You don't want to know how bad a person can be!"

Especially with such a delicious prey.

Qin Zhen made up his mind to teach Ji Tingsen a lesson, he didn't hold back at all, and even involuntarily pressed the weight of his body that was suspended in the air, his lips, teeth, dry, and thirsty were so thirsty that he wanted to swallow the tenderness and freshness in sight. ·beautiful.

Especially thinking of kicking the door and coming in, the beautiful flower-like person actually looks like a cheetah, that kind of enthusiasm when showing off its power, the curve of innocence to the point of not knowing it... It's really attractive and stupid!

Just when the string of reason was about to snap, the lips touched something that was slightly rougher than the fabric and skin.

It's the bright yellow letter "J" embroidered on the collar of the shirt

Qin Zhen woke up suddenly: what am I doing?

His powerful self-control and camouflage ability are running at high speed at this moment, and he wrapped himself in the cold and decent armor in an instant, let go of his hands, and knelt on one knee before the collapse, looking down at the person lying on his back: "I know it's wrong!" Yet?"

Such a cold and ruthless voice was different from the one he had deliberately lowered before, and immediately cut off the charming atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, however, the young man was not frightened by him, and even smiled with amber eyes.

Breathing heavily and hurriedly, Qin Zhen stared at him unkindly: "Stubborn!"

Ji Tingsen rubbed his wrists and tried his best to suppress a smile, but the corners of his lips still curled up.

Looking at the child with fried hair, he couldn't help stretching out his hand and tentatively stroking the other person's hair: "Okay, okay, I know I made a mistake, it's very dangerous, I won't dare next time."

I thought to myself, probably because of his older age, Qin Zhen's hair is harder than Ming Rui's, but it is still easy to touch.

He didn't take Qin Zhen's lesson seriously at all, he just felt a small animal stepping on his chest, even if it made a fierce whine, it was mostly cute.

In the next moment, Maomao's hand was mercilessly slapped off.

Qin Zhen felt that his blood pressure was high. Did Ji Tingsen understand how strong a sense of self-preservation is needed to bear such a face?

No, what are you doing touching his head, it's like petting a dog!

Complicated and angry emotions rushed back and forth in his mind, Qin Zhen held him down, and couldn't help but want to give him another lesson.

Unfortunately, the place where the hand was pressed was Ji Tingsen's waist, or the waist that had been aching after being squeezed before.

Ji Tingsen couldn't help taking a breath: "It hurts! Don't touch... your waist..."

The next moment, Qin Zhen stood up as if being pricked by a needle.

However, immediately after, his face became gloomy, and he forcibly turned the person on the couch over, and then lifted up the other person's shirt.

It was white like jade, he had seen it before, but now there were more bruises on one side, and there were faint fingerprints.

Ji Tingsen didn't react to all this, but lying on his stomach was much more comfortable than lying down.

Before he could take a breather, Qin Zhen's voice seemed to be braving the cold: "Who did it? Yuan Neng?"

Ji Tingsen grabbed Qin Zhen's clothes corner quickly with his eyes and hands, lest this man rush out and beat Yuan Neng again, he was a little bit dumbfounded: "It's not him."

Qin Zhen stared at the bruise, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he burst out with anger that he couldn't explain: "You're still laughing!"

Ji Tingsen: "...Isn't the culprit here?"

Seeing Qin Zhen standing like a big fool, he explained: "If you hadn't caught it, I would have fallen to the ground, my hands are strong, my boyfriend, my skin is easy to leave marks, you forgot the last time you knocked on the coffee table superior......"

Qin Zhen looked at his hands, compared the fingerprints and prints, and quickly replayed the scene in his mind, knowing that he had misunderstood.

However, when his eyes were fixed on the traces of torture on the piece of white jade, he couldn't help sighing in his heart. There seemed to be such a scene in the dream, even worse than this...

More than embarrassment is the sudden rise of heat, and then converge to a certain place like thousands of horses galloping.

The unexpected physiological changes and the hard-to-face shock made people froze in place like a stone sculpture, who would have made countless high-level leaders shudder at the first glance.

Ji Tingsen didn't know about Qin Zhen's changes, he lay on his stomach comfortably, groping to pull down his shirt to cover his cold waist.

After thinking about it, I explained it completely: "Don't worry, Yuan Neng didn't even touch my hair, I unbuttoned it myself... I just lied to him... Taking pictures to offset Bai Ning's video."

Young Master Ji, who has been upright and upright all his life, was a little embarrassed to say this kind of thing that tended to be seductive and seductive, and turned his head to the window side.

After a pause, he raised his wrist again, it had just been squeezed, and there was already a faint red mark: "Look, it will leave a mark when you touch it, your Brother Sen is not as rough as you..."

Three seconds later, there was a door slam.

Ji Tingsen turned his head, the room was empty, and Qin Zhen, who had been conscientiously educating him, had disappeared.

I found out that I misunderstood, so I'm sorry?

He murmured: "What a child..."

I reviewed it for a while, when Nan Chu was angry before, he always reasoned with others and communicated well, but Qin Zhen was more stubborn, so obedience and obedience seemed more appropriate, try it next time.

While Ji Tingsen was reflecting, Qin Zhen swept the bathroom like a whirlwind.

When passing by the box hall, he didn't even have time to glance at Yuan Neng who was tired in the corner.

Yuan Neng was taken aback, and after the shock, he couldn't help but look between his legs, his face paled: There is really someone who can... No wonder Ji Tingsen doesn't like him...

In the bathroom, Qin Zhen soaked his face in cold water.

No use at all!

He looked up, and the man in the mirror also looked at him, his gray-blue eyes were so bright that it made one's heart palpitate, as if they were burning with flames.

Jeans that used to fit or even loose fit now look like a cramped cage.

It hurts badly, more than it hurts...

Qin Zhen felt that his whole body was about to explode, and he couldn't help it in his mind... He locked the door behind him, and finally couldn't help but lower his hand...