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

After Qin Zhen left, the living room fell into a long emptiness.

It wasn't until the tingling pain came from his fingers that the cigarette he had just smoked had burned out, so Feng Yingkai kicked the chair fiercely, and then made a phone call: "Gu Zhao, send me the place where Liu Jingsheng and Chu Yuan met. I."

Gu Zhao: "Why, are you finally ready to accept your doll kiss? Liu Jingsheng asked me a lot about your whereabouts. You should think about it. It will be difficult to get away after you go."

Feng Yingkai took a deep breath, did not answer this question, but said: "Thank you, brother."

He has never paid much attention to the power and status of the Chu family, but Qin Zhen is really deceiving people too much!

Qin Zhen didn't know that from now on, Feng Yingkai had already regarded him as the number one enemy, but maybe he didn't care too much if he knew it, anyway, he didn't have many opponents.

The living room and Ji Tingsen's room are just one floor apart, a few steps away.

When he came, the door was ajar.

Dian Zhuo was smoking at the door, and there was a faint voice coming from inside, it was Zhao Yifan: "Brother Ji, how long have you been with Mr. Qin?"

Qin Zhen raised his hand to signal Dian Zhuo to be quiet, and heard Ji Tingsen's gentle and quiet voice: "Not long."

He raised his eyebrows silently, it didn't take long, they are old couples even counting the years of marriage, but it seems that they really get along well in the past two months.

Zhao Yifan said: "Then you must like Mr. Qin very much, there must have been rumors in the circle today, how many fans will you lose if you open your relationship, you can't wait for more stability..."

He thought that Brother Ji should not be deceived by others. A few days ago, there was an artist whose romantic partner was a fake rich second generation, but he lost his coffee position and was laughed out of the sky.

What a mess, Qin Zhen thought, for every follower he buys ten!

With his hands on the door, he wanted to hear Ji Tingsen's answer, but he held back until the familiar voice said with a smile: "The capital of an artist is his work, as for Qin Zhen... he is very nice. , I like him and trust him, you will know later, he is a very reliable person, he will not hurt me, don't worry."

Qin Zhen's whole body was petrified, and Ji Tingsen's voice was played in an automatic loop in his ears: I like him...he won't hurt me...

So in Ji Tingsen's mind, did he have such a high evaluation?

Fu Cong's voice sounded: "That's right, I think Boss Qin has true love for Guaibao. Where Guaibao appears, Boss Qin won't roll his eyes—Yifan, let's go, and let Brother Ji have a good rest."

Zhao Yifan: "...But..."

Seeing his boss standing motionless at the door, Dian Zhuo was about to be convicted of eavesdropping, he hurriedly said: "Boss, you are here, and Young Master Ji is inside."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Qin Zhen came back to his senses, coughed and pushed the door open.

Zhao Yifan and Fu Cong, who were originally sitting opposite Ji Tingsen, immediately stood up, completely involuntarily for no reason.

Ji Tingsen, who was sitting on the sofa, looked over: "You're here——Brother Fu, you and Yifan should also go to rest."

Fu Cong is ten years older than Qin Zhen. He has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, and he can handle the scene very well, but the aura is not something that is strong when he is old. Hastily said: "Then Mr. Qin, you and my dear...Ji Shao have a good rest, and call us any time if you need anything."

He went to pull Zhao Yifan, and found that Zhao Yifan's arms were stiff, as if he was brewing something.

I had a bad premonition in my heart, and before I had time to guard against it, I saw Zhao Yifan with a handsome face, and said to Qin Zhen: "Qin...brother-in-law, I haven't seen Huiying yet, your car Can you open your eyes for me?"

This is actually very abrupt, not to mention that Qin Zhen is not familiar with him at all, but Huiying's things worth over [-] million yuan are considered collectibles, so you can just look at them?

Looking at each other, Zhao Yifan felt that he was about to be divided into lines by Qin Zhen's eyes.

Those gray-blue eyes were actually not fierce at this time, but they seemed to see through his thoughts, giving people an urge to avoid and run away.

Then unexpectedly, Qin Zhen smiled, very slightly: "It's quite polite——Dian Zhuo, take this kid to have a look around, it's okay to touch, and it's okay to drive around... Don't take pictures, it will spread and make a fuss."

Dian Zhuo was a little surprised, the boss took away the car Liu Zhi yelled to drive, holding the collar at the back of his neck, so he just casually...

But still said: "Okay."

After a while, all irrelevant personnel left.

Qin Zhen was still smacking the word "brother-in-law", probably because he was drunk, feeling a little dizzy, sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed and muttering, "Brother Sen, you are very popular."

Feng Yingkai didn't care about it, and Bai Ning looked at it eagerly. Now the assistant is acting like an escort...

Seeing his dazed look, Ji Tingsen thought he was probably drunk, got up and poured a glass of water into Qin Zhen's hand: "Children are ignorant, don't worry about it."

Zhao Yifan didn't want to see the car, but he was afraid that he would be cheated, and he was investigating Qin Zhen's economic strength in a disguised form.

Rubbing the wall of the cup with his fingertips, Qin Zhen lazily said: "I see, it's the first time for me to be... don't care about him."

He slurred the words in the middle, but Ji Tingsen couldn't hear clearly, so he thought he was drunk, so he asked, "Are you tired? Do you want to go to bed and lie down for a while?"

Qin Zhen's heart skipped a beat for a moment, he said he liked him just now, but now he is bedridden, could it be that I am too qualified to be a boyfriend today, which made Ji Tingsen think again?

If he takes advantage of my drunkenness...should he push away or...

There was a mess in his mind, but a gust of heat flowed down with all kinds of thoughts. At this moment, it was too late to grab the pillow to block it, so Qin Zhen quickly got up and went to the bathroom.

Fortunately, he had been to this room before lunch, so he wouldn't touch it like a fly without a head.

Ji Tingsen saw Qin Zhen's panic-stricken look, followed him, and picked up the water glass on the table: "Do you want to vomit?"

The door of the bathroom slammed shut before he was about to go in, Qin Zhen said loudly: "No, go to the toilet!"

Ji Tingsen was a little worried, knocked on the door, leaned against the door and said, "Call me if you feel uncomfortable."

He felt that Qin Zhen seemed weird, but the other party was not as simple-minded as Zhao Yifan, and it was often impossible to guess.

Qin Zhen agreed indiscriminately, and washed his face with cold water.

In the end, I simply took another cold shower, and then I remembered that he had no clothes to wear...

The sound insulation of this hotel is mediocre, of course Ji Tingsen heard the commotion in the bathroom, knowing that Qin Zhenxijie heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop, took the nightgown he had prepared earlier, and knocked on the door: "My pajamas are not suitable for you , Do you want a bathrobe? Wash it clean, or you can wrap it in a clean sheet and ask Special Assistant Yan to buy a new one?"

The door opened with a palm-width gap, and a steamy, muscular arm stretched out: "Bathrobe."

Ji Tingsen handed over the bathrobe, and the door quickly closed again.

Why does it feel like a thief, he shook his head and laughed.

During the meal, someone smoked, and the clothes were smelly. Ji Tingsen simply changed into loose clothes, and prepared to let the drunk Qin Zhen take a nap, and take a nap for himself.

After thinking about it, he changed the bed sheet so that Qin Zhen would not be picky.

Five minutes later, Qin Zhen came out of the bathroom.

Ji Tingsen raised his eyes and looked over. The bathrobe was too big for him, and it was so straight on Qin Zhen's body with long arms and legs that he could go to a catwalk immediately.

Ji Tingsen looked over, his eyes gradually becoming dazed again, Qin Zhen was the second person in his nightgown, and Nan Chu was the first.

His younger brother Nan Chu is five years younger than him, and he is very clingy to him. A few days before going abroad, he insisted on sharing the same bed with him. The 13-year-old child was wearing his bathrobe and flicking his sleeves to act like a general in an opera, rattling The whole house is running around.

When he returned to China, the 14-year-old Nan Chu had already put on the prisoner's uniform. He was thin and gloomy. He called "Brother" in a hoarse voice and stopped talking.

Qin Zhen's voice interrupted Ji Tingsen's thoughts: "Did you change your clothes?"

Ji Tingsen blinked, forcing back the moisture in his eyes: "It's so comfortable."

The material of the white pajamas is the same as the black one at home. It is close-fitting and soft. Even the person wearing it looks like a handful of snow, as if you can rub it in your hand.

Qin Zhen remembered that this kind of pajamas were easy to tear, and he had long forgotten how much force he had used at that time, and felt that it would break if he pulled it.

He gathered the bathrobe without any trace, and was astonished at the discovery of the New World: "You still change the sheets?"

What should I do if I want to run, but I can’t move my feet, Ji Tingsen is really scheming, not only scheming but also impatient, I really want to do it... Is the big bed room not good, is the bedroom at home not good, run here Wilderness!

No, where did he think, it's not a question of whether to do it or not, isn't the boyfriend a fake...

Do you still want to make a fake show?

Ji Tingsen was half leaning on the head of the bed, and looked down at the sheets: "You don't like it?"

Qin Zhen coughed and moved to the side of the bed: "Also...it's okay, it's too sudden."

Ji Tingsen felt that Qin Zhen was a little strange, maybe because he remembered Nan Chu again, he was more patient than ever, seeing Qin Zhen's face glowing with embarrassment, he stepped aside: "Come on, thank you for your hard work."

Because of him running over and drinking so much wine, it seems that the spirit of drinking has turned up now.

Qin Zhen went to bed with stiff hands and feet, lay down, and tried not to squint: "No...it's not hard."

It's not like he hasn't seen Ji Tingsen when he took the medicine that time... so thin, he didn't know who it was, but...do you want to find out what to do to get the other party Not hard?

Anyway, so... so sudden!

Ji Tingsen saw that Qin Zhen seemed a little slow to react, and asked him: "Then when are you leaving in the afternoon, do you want me to set an alarm?"

set the alarm clock

Just leave after finishing. Is he such an irresponsible person? !

Qin Zhen has no experience in sleeping with other people, but after estimating the time and frequency of his own resolution, he felt that in one afternoon... it was barely enough.

He waved his hand: "No, just... whatever you want."

Ji Tingsen lay down, and every time he thought of Nan Chu, his chest was always tight, it was a kind of deep regret.

The sadness in his heart was hard to contain. He didn't want to affect Qin Zhen, so he turned his back and curled up slightly.

Qin Zhen secretly pulled up the quilt to cover his lower body, and then found that Ji Tingsen's back was facing him.

Ji Tingsen slept on his back when sharing the same bed a few times before. He had never observed from this angle before, so his eyes couldn't help looking over.

The body of a well-developed adult man, because of diet control, is only properly covered with thin muscles and white porcelain-like skin. The waist slumps for a while, and then bulges at the back, with surprisingly full curves.

He secretly stretched out his hand to measure it, and the thinnest part was only one palm wide, and he had to control his strength for a while...

It seems that something is almost there, by the way, tools!

Qin Zhen licked his lips, and reached out to touch his shoulder blades wrapped in white cloth: "That... you bought it, right?"

Although he has never operated it, he still needs to know how to do it.

Ji Tingsen pinched the bridge of his nose and forced the sourness from his eyes, but he didn't dare to look back: "What do you want to buy?"

Qin Zhen: "..."

No?This is too wild!

Ji Tingsen asked: "Do you want to drink water?"

Qin Zhen replied stiffly: "Don't drink."

"Sleep without drinking." Ji Tingsen wrapped up the quilt: "I'm sleepy, I'll go to bed first."

Qin Zhen was too smart, he didn't want the other party to find out about his abnormality, so he ended the conversation briefly.

Qin Zhen: "..."

He looked at the part of the quilt on his abdomen that was pushed up, and finally felt something unusual, and took a deep breath: "Brother Sen, why did you change the sheets?"

"Don't you like to be clean? Go to sleep and have a good rest."

Qin Zhen felt that the whole person was hard, his tone was hard, his heart was petrified, and he was angry: "Oh——then you are really thoughtful."

He lay down, turned his back to Ji Tingsen like Ji Tingsen turned his back to himself, stared at who he should be angry with, and finally poked the blue and black clam-shaped desk lamp on the bedside as if venting his anger, and closed his eyes.

Thinking bitterly, what a broken crew, never come again!

Ji Tingsen was in a deep sleep, and after an unknown amount of time, he vaguely heard a knock on the door.

Half asleep and half awake, he heard Qin Zhen's voice: "Sleep with you."

The head of the bed lightened instantly, as if Qin Zhen got out of bed.

Ji Tingsen can no longer think about where he sleeps. It doesn't matter whether it's the old house or the crew, but Qin Zhen is indeed a very reliable person, so reliable that he doesn't have to wake up.

He fell into sleep again.

From the few steps from getting out of bed to walking to the door, Qin Zhen had completely regained consciousness. When he opened the door, he found Yin Lianyun.

Following Yin Lianyun's astonished expression, he rolled up his bathrobe casually, motioned for the other party to whisper, and asked, "What's the matter?"

A large group of mosaics floated in Yin Lianyun's mind, and he stammered: "That...someone came to visit the class and came to look for Brother Ji, this...is it for someone to meet?"

While speaking, an assistant director led a middle-aged man upstairs.

The assistant director's enthusiastic introduction spread across most of the corridors: "Ms. Ji is very dedicated—Boss Lei is going this way—no filming in the afternoon, and Mr. Ji's friend came to visit the class..."

Yin Lianyun was sweating on his forehead, and wanted Qin Zhen to hide. After all, it was rumored that Ji Tingsen and Yaohui's boss... But Qin Zhen squinted his eyes and looked at the past, not as if he was afraid, but as if he was trying to guess something It feels a little dangerous.

The assistant director's voice was loud, and the hotel was occupied by the film crew again. Many actors and staff members came out when they heard the noise.

They were all in the circle. Many people knew that Ji Tingsen and Yaohui's boss Ji Tingsen were ambiguous, and felt that something big was about to happen, so they stretched their necks to watch the excitement.

Compared with Lei Feihong, who was in his fifties and gasped after just two steps, Qin Zhen was young and handsome, and Ji Tingsen was obviously a better match. However, there were a lot of titles searched for Lei Feihong on the Internet, but Qin Zhen was not well-known. , I want to know which one will be hammered.

Anyway, no matter what, Ji Tingsen must be the worst.

Qin Zhen had already closed the door and stood in the corridor, wearing a bathrobe like a male model.

The assistant director who led Lei Feihong saw Qin Zhen's clothes and thought that he really didn't know what to do, but he was hesitant and flustered: "Oh, this...Mr. Lei, Mr. Ji seems to be inconvenient , let's wait for him below."

Lei Feihong looked at Qin Zhen who was wearing a bathrobe, and he was still on the spot in a daze, but he didn't jump into a rage like the assistant director expected, and he trotted over after a pause of less than a second, with the naked eye's gallantry.

Assistant director: "..."

Yin Lianyun: "..."

Qin Zhen stood still and waited for Lei Feihong to come to him before asking, "Why are you here?"

Lei Feihong didn't know whether it was a coincidence or not. Didn't he see that Qin Zhen seemed to care about Ji Tingsen, so he made time to visit the class, so as to make a good impression in front of the proprietress?

Now, it seems that it's a good thing to disturb the immediate superior, embarrassed and nervous: "Boss Qin."

Qin Zhen hummed, and slightly louder, the kind that could be heard by many people: "Brother Sen was drunk and vomited all over me, and he just fell asleep now, thank you for taking care of him for me during this time, Thank you for your hard work, let's talk about business matters later."

What he said was endless, but Lei Feihong is an old fox who has been around for many years, and he said with a smile: "It should be, then let's get in touch later."

When had he ever seen Qin Zhen with such a gentle attitude, and said that he had worked hard, it was a name, not to mention how nourishing he was.

After dealing with Lei Feihong, Qin Zhen waved to the assistant director who led Lei Feihong over.

Standing a few steps away, the deputy director's neck felt cold, and he dared not stop: "Boss Qin, what's the matter?"

Even though he was drinking at the same table just now, Qin Zhen still looked quite amiable, but looking at him with calm eyes now, it always makes people feel creepy.

What is even more confusing is that Lei Feihong talked to Qin Zhen hunched over, and Qin Zhen seemed to be used to it...

Lei Feihong didn't know why, so he didn't dare to leave without Qin Zhen speaking.

Qin Zhen put one hand on the assistant director's shoulder, neither salty nor indifferent: "It's annoying to be too clever - I don't understand things in the entertainment industry, you can deal with it according to your needs, I don't want to see him appear next to Ji Tingsen again, No... It's best not to stay in this circle, you can deal with it."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Lei Feihong.

The assistant director was frightened and stupid. A junior in the family is also an entertainer. Ji Tingsen once posted a pornographic announcement and was ridiculed. He just wanted to embarrass Ji Tingsen, but how... how did it become like this?

Lei Feihong also came to his senses at this moment, the assistant director of feelings thought he belonged to Ji Tingsen...and lured him to come over to catch the adulterer.

Fuck... I almost ruined my career!

Qin Zhen introduced Yin Lianyun to Lei Feihong again, saying that he was his friend, and didn't say much else, but Lei Feihong already knew what to do.

When Qin Zhen entered the house again and closed the door, Lei Feihong dragged the assistant director to settle the accounts. Yin Lianyun took the business card that Lei Feihong handed to him with a smile, rubbed his face, and felt that he was about to get rich.

Qin Zhen didn't care about things outside, and didn't go to bed anymore, and sent a message to Assistant Yan to ask him to get him a suit of clothes.

After that, he sat on the sofa in a daze.

It doesn't count as being in a daze, it just feels...it seems like being someone else's boyfriend is pretty good.

No, you have to think about it.

Ji Tingsen woke up at three o'clock in the afternoon, and he was very sad. When he woke up, his head hurt and his eyes were sour.

When I came out of the bedroom, I saw Qin Zhen sitting stupidly in the small living room of the hotel, and saw him come out and stare at him, his eyes were still a thin layer of blue, a bit penetrating.

But it was probably an illusion, because when I looked at it next moment, those eyes were just purely bright, and I asked, "Are you awake?"

Ji Tingsen rubbed his temples, sat on the single sofa opposite Qin Zhen, lowered his eyes halfway to ease his mental fatigue, and said, "Qin Zhen, I want to drink water."

He instructed him very easily, just like asking Qin Zhen to take the bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet when cooking in the kitchen last night.

Soon a glass of water was handed to him, and Ji Tingsen took a sip to regain consciousness before asking, "You didn't go out, did you?"

Qin Zhen quickly withdrew his gaze, and stopped looking at someone's Adam's apple that was slightly slipping because of drinking water: "What do you mean?"

Seeing his stupid look, Ji Tingsen couldn't help but bend his lips: "The bathrobe is too short."

Just now Qin Zhen sat with his legs spread apart. Man, this sitting posture is actually quite normal, but he is not wearing anything underneath, and the size... is a bit too much.

In the next second, Qin Zhen completed a series of actions of staring blankly, looking down, and covering the bathrobe in the corner of the sofa.

But two seconds later, he generously returned to his original sitting posture, and even wanted to sit with his bathrobe off.

I just thought about it, but I made a note of it in my heart, and later...

Ji Tingsen didn't laugh at him anymore, and took a sip of water from the cup, his head was empty, but it seemed so full that he felt like vomiting.

Suddenly, a grape was passed in front of my eyes. To be precise, it was a grape cut into a rabbit. It was a little bit small, and the grape stalk was used as a tail. It was very cute.

Ji Tingsen didn't dare to touch it. Something as big as a thumb would probably break if he squeezed it. Qin Zhen said, "You made it?"

Qin Zhen put the grape rabbit on the table in front of Ji Tingsen, picked another grape from the fruit plate, made it with a few strokes of the fruit knife, and put it away together: "It's great, isn't it?"

This is his father's little trick when coaxing his mother, and he knows how to peel rabbits from apples.

Seeing Ji Tingsen's eyes lit up as he watched a pair of grape bunnies, Qin Zhen raised his eyebrows proudly.

It was the first time for him to do this kind of gadget to coax people, and then he said nonchalantly: "I think your performance recently is pretty good, keep it up."

Ji Tingsen glanced at him, then at the rabbit: "Yes."

Qin Zhen continued his efforts: "If our marriage has been maintained at this level, don't you think it's good to stay together?"

Because of the tension, his jaw was tense, and a thin layer of sweat almost leaked from his back.