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

When Ji Tingsen received Qin Zhen's message, he was holding Xiao Jiu by the back of his neck and handing the fluffy thing to Fu Cong.

It's time for him to go back to Lanzhan Garden, and he doesn't intend to take Xiaojiu back.

Ji Tingsen doesn't know whether Qin Zhen likes small animals or not, but he tacitly agrees that the house in Lanzhan Garden is Qin Zhen's place.

Moreover, Qin Zhen didn't seem to like the intrusion of foreign smells. Like the servants at home, except for Aunt Wu who was cooking, everyone else cleaned while Qin Zhen was at work.

Seeing the message, Ji Tingsen thought about it and called Qin Zhen directly.

Some things knew it well, and didn't ask Qin Zhen why he came downstairs to the company, but just said: "I have dealt with some private matters, and I will go home soon...I am not in Yaohui."

Qin Zhen tightened his fingers holding the phone: Go home?I am afraid that Lanzhan Garden is no longer the home!

Complicated and intense emotions were rolling in my heart, but I was still restrained on the phone: "Really, where is that, I'll pick you up."

Instinctively, as if to increase the weight, he added another sentence: "Have a meal together?"

I can only ask this sentence. I didn’t think it when I didn’t care before, but now I want to find something to get along with two people. It seems that there is nothing good about it.

Ji Tingsen carried Xiao Jiu, who was crawling up his arms and onto his shoulders, into his arms, glanced at the time on his phone, and said in a serious tone, "You haven't eaten dinner?"

It's almost nine o'clock now.

The male voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and replied: "Well, I'm too busy with work, I passed by Yaohui after work, I wanted to..."

He hesitated to speak, but his heart was already waiting to be deceived and perfunctory.

This is a good thing, Qin Zhen thought calmly.

Being deceived today, tomorrow he will find an opportunity to meet by chance on Yushan Road, just passing by to talk about business or something else!

Ji Tingsen also had times when he was so busy that he forgot to eat, and when he looked back, he felt exhausted.

Bojing Garden is very close to Yaohui Entertainment, half the distance from Yaohui to Lanzhan Garden.

After hesitating for a moment, he said: "You come to Yushan Road, Bojing Garden, remember, No. 1108, do you want porridge or noodles?"

If Qin Zhen didn't ask about the house, Ji Tingsen didn't plan to take the initiative to say it, but he didn't mean to use this place as a secret base, so there was nothing shameful about it.

Qin Zhen was delayed until now to pick him up, and it was obvious that such a short distance made people go home on an empty stomach, Ji Tingsen could not do such a thing.

Congee or...noodles?

Fireworks exploded in his mind, sweeping away the gloom and gloom, Qin Zhen licked his lips: "Noodles...I want to eat noodles."

He already knew where Ji Tingsen went out early and returned late during this time.

It's not surveillance or anything like that, it's just that on the day Ji Tingsen and Gu Zhao were drinking, he heard Ji Tingsen and Fu Cong call on the phone, saying that "things were delivered to the house", and Ji Tingsen was drunk, so he waited for Fu Cong to open the door.

Unexpectedly, after waiting and waiting, there was still no letter. This matter was already calculated, and there might be some delays. But later, Ji Tingsen left early and returned late, and the phrase "delivered" always lingered in his mind.

Relying on his beastly intuition, Qin Zhen found Ji Tingsen's other home without much effort. He hasn't had any seizures these days, and he is waiting to see what Ji Tingsen wants to do, but he still can't help it.

Stay alone?

He is not someone who just sits and waits for death. If Ji Tingsen doesn't take the initiative to mention it this time, he can always find a hundred or eighty ways to "casually" come and take a look.

Ji Tingsen didn't know that Qin Zhen had been lucky for so many days, so he was not surprised to hear that Qin Zhen wanted to eat noodles.

He had discovered early on that although his family was rich, Qin Zhen didn't like delicacies from mountains and seas, but he liked home-cooked dishes, probably because he had been living outside when he was young.

He said yes, then hung up the phone and asked the chef at home to make noodle soup, along with two refreshing side dishes.

The security of Bojing Garden is very strict. Even Qin Zhen used to be a developer, so it might be troublesome to come in now. Ji Tingsen simply went to pick him up, because Xiao Jiu was too clingy, so he hugged him easily.

When Qin Zhen arrived at Bojing Garden, what he saw was Ji Tingsen waiting on the side of the road, and... a cat?

The place was quite open, and there were no cars in front or behind. Qin Zhen got out of the car without turning off the engine, glanced at the palm-sized cat, and moved his gaze to Ji Tingsen's face: "Get in the car."

When he got to the security booth, he put one hand on Ji Tingsen's shoulder, and said to the security guard standing guard with a handsome face: "Recognize me, I am Mr. Ji's family member, let me go directly next time?"

In fact, he still has a few houses in Bojingyuan. The best properties developed by his family are naturally kept. They are good for giving away or living in in the future.

But of course it would be nice to have someone pick it up, Qin Zhen was very happy to come in as a family member.

Ji Tingsen: "..."

The person in the security booth knew him, and he wanted to sign his name before. When he met the surprised gaze of the other party, he could only calmly say: "This is my boyfriend, surnamed Qin, what he said...is right."

Fans all knew that he had a boyfriend, so there was no need to hide it.

The security guards are well-trained, and they still have a straight posture, but their eyes are full of excitement after being slapped on the face by gossip: "Okay, Mr. Ji, I will remember Mr. Qin."

After Ji Tingsen and his cat left in the car, the security guard breathed a sigh of relief, planning to chat with his colleagues about today's news after get off work.

The people living here are not ordinary people. They signed a non-disclosure agreement, so they can chat with each other. Unexpectedly, Ji Tingsen, who has a ceiling in the entertainment industry, has a boyfriend who is tall, rich and handsome, not bald. It was released by the uncle.

It's a good match, and I believe in love again!

While driving, Qin Zhen watched the petite cat crawling up and down Ji Tingsen's lap, a little envious and an eyesore at the same time.

Those legs looked best when they were wearing suit pants, they were long and straight, and he hadn't even slept on them yet!

The messy thoughts in his head couldn't be stopped, but Qin Zhen has grown from being flustered to getting used to it. It's like this when you like someone. It's normal to see a strand of hair in the other person's head and make up a dream.

He said nonchalantly: "Why did you suddenly think of coming here?"

Ji Tingsen was scratching Xiaojiu's chin, because of the weak purring of the little milk cat, there was a smile on his lips: "It's close to the company, and it's convenient to discuss things with Fu Cong."

It's true, sometimes the team comes over to discuss things, or the stylist comes over, it's more convenient than being in the company.

What's more convenient is that there is also an independent study room, piano room, gym, etc., and the teachers of the acting class can also be invited over, and you can do whatever you want in your own home.

Qin Zhen didn't expect such a reason. Didn't he hate him?

He felt guilty, he was quite independent and assertive, and he didn't like outsiders invading his territory, but he never thought about how special the nature of Ji Tingsen's work was.

Maybe he can move here, he thought, after all, the space here is big enough, as for the staff around Ji Tingsen, they can be treated as tables, chairs and benches.

After entering the villa, Qin Zhen felt a warmth rush over his face.

In May, the outside is actually not cold, but the decoration of the villa is warmer, which is different from the blue and white cold and hard tones of the house in Lanzhan Garden. It looks much more gentle and peaceful, just like the owner of this house.

Knowing that Qin Zhen was coming, Fu Cong was also waiting in the living room to be picked up.

He doesn't live here often, but according to Ji Tingsen's schedule, he made an appointment with a partner tomorrow morning, so he stayed here, waiting to sleep with Xiaojiu in his arms at night.

When Qin Zhen saw Fu Cong, he didn't say anything. Compared to Fu Cong, he stared at the cat that Ji Tingsen had been holding on to, thinking that this was more worthy of attention.

I feel very bad, I have cats!

Touching the head, smoothing the hair, and pinching the paws, is it so fun......

Ji Tingsen saw that Qin Zhen always looked at the little orange cat, and introduced it solemnly: "It's called Xiao Jiu, do you want to pet it, it's very good."

Qin Zhen shook his head, feeling that he could cover this little thing with one hand, afraid of hurting it, even if it couldn't be hurt, he didn't want to touch it, and said in a weak tone, "Brother Sen, I'm hungry."

While speaking, he put his hand on Ji Tingsen's shoulder, as if looking for support when he was hungry and dizzy, but in fact he wanted to put his head on it, but was afraid of being pushed away.

Ji Tingsen took Qin Zhen to the restaurant. The chef was a clever person, and quickly put the noodle soup and side dishes on the table.

Qin Zhen glanced at the slightly protruding chef, a little disappointed, and looked at Ji Tingsen: "Didn't you do it?"

Sitting opposite him, Ji Tingsen said with a smile, "I'm still picking. Master Liu is a professional chef, and his skills are much better than mine."

Qin Zhen was noncommittal, and sat there to eat honestly.

It was delicious, but I didn't finish it. After all, Ji Tingsen didn't make it. I even had dinner for two when I was in Lanzhan Garden.

Ji Tingsen: "Don't like it?"

Qin Zhen shook his head: "I'm too hungry, I have no appetite..."

He glanced at the watch on his wrist, it was almost ten o'clock on this trip, he pinched the center of his brows, and the sleepiness came out: "Brother Sen, I want to take a bath, I'm tired...you're nice here, if you want Why don't you get some sleep first?"

Ji Tingsen got up: "Then I'll ask Aunt Yang to clean up your room."

Qin Zhen came around from the dining table: "Clean up the room? The guest room? I didn't let you live in the guest room when I went to the old house. Fu Cong is still here... I can't afford to lose this person, don't bother me, I'll drive faster , why don't you get home at eleven o'clock?"

Ji Tingsen: "..."

Qin Zhen didn't look at him, the well-tailored white shirt stretched out his thin waistline, his chest rose and fell more than usual, and the contours of his chest muscles were looming under the fabric, as if he was trying his best to restrain his anger , walked two steps and then turned around and said: "Don't go back at night, it's tiring enough to toss around."

After he finished speaking swiftly, he picked up the mobile phone on the table and was about to leave, his face was very cold and three-pointed, and he was about to rush to the lonely night.

This whole set of flowing water, the long legs did not hesitate, just grasping the phone's hand muscles and bones hard.

Sure enough, after walking two steps, Ji Tingsen's gentle voice mixed with a little helplessness came: "I didn't think carefully, the bedroom is upstairs, I will take you there?"

The gray-blue eyes closed and then lifted, the man looked over calmly and reservedly: "Will it bother you?"

Xiao Jiu in his arms let out a "meow" and yawned big. Ji Tingsen shook his head slightly: "No, let's go."

Qin Zhen followed Ji Tingsen upstairs, looked around his waist, and undid the top button of his shirt.

Fifteen minutes later, he was wearing a blue silk nightgown, standing in front of the bathroom mirror and looking at himself. The loose belt could not completely wrap the chest muscles, and the lines were smooth and perfect. caught the eye.

Still feeling dissatisfied, he tore the collar a little further.

The nightgown belonged to Ji Tingsen, and it was quite comfortable to wear.

Just walked out in such a big way, looked around in the room, and said by the way: "Brother Sen, is it closer to Yaohui Entertainment Bilanzhan Garden?"

When Ji Tingsen took a shower in Qin Town, he had already changed into cotton pajamas and got into bed, watching Xiao Jiu crawling around on the quilt.

He was in a good mood to sleep with the little orange cat at night.

Hearing the words, he agreed, and took another look at Qin Zhen's wet hair: "Go and blow dry your hair."

Qin Zhen brushed his wet hair back casually, his skin was whiter and brighter than before after taking a bath, and leaning in front of Ji Tingsen, his eyebrows were sculpted and his eyes were very seductive: "Do you care about me?"

Ji Tingsen glanced at him: "It will wet the pillow."

Qin Zhen: "..."

With a dissatisfied look, he stretched out his hand to grab the little orange cat's back neck, and swayed twice in mid-air: "Call me dad."

Xiao Jiu: "Meow!"

Ji Tingsen felt that Qin Zhen had changed too much recently, and was even a little naughty, so he took Xiao Jiu back into his arms, pretending he didn't hear Qin Zhen's words, he pushed his shoulder: "Go!"

The wrist was held, and it seemed to be rubbed by Qin Zhen's thumb, quite... Before Ji Tingsen had time to react, Qin Zhen had already let go of his hand to dry his hair.

Ji Tingsen: "..."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the bedroom was originally quite big, but after Qin Zhen came, the air became crowded.

He was afraid that Qin Zhen would mention things like things he liked before, but now he wants the other party to quickly mention them, and then simply refuse, which is better than this sticky feeling.

Qin Zhen blew his hair, stopped messing around, and went out to make a phone call.

Calling Dianzhuo: "Look up my house in Bojingyuan and who are the neighbors at No. 1108."

After finishing, Qin Zhen wandered back to the bedroom, went to bed and looked at the little orange cat lying on Ji Tingsen's quilt: "Brother Sen, can I play with him for a while?"

After getting permission, he carefully carried the little orange cat to his side.

If you want to say how much you like small animals, you don't, but Ji Tingsen's sight is always a little bit delicious when this little thing occupies Ji Tingsen's sight.

Ji Tingsen clamped the book he was reading with a bookmark and lay down.

Within a few seconds, he heard the purr of the little orange cat, and saw that little thing stepping back and forth on the quilt on Qin Zhen's abdomen, but he didn't recognize it at all.

Qin Zhen didn't dare to move, and his breathing became much lighter: "What is it doing?"

Ji Tingsen looked sideways, and laughed: "Step on milk, it likes you."

Qin Zhen was breathless, he didn't have that much, turned his head to look at the people around him, and couldn't hold back the question "Do you like me?", and said nonchalantly: "The house is quite big, or I can move here too, to save money It's convenient for you to run at both ends."

The distance between the two of them was already very close, after all, the bed was only that big.

Ji Tingsen sighed inwardly, and said softly, "No, you don't like being disturbed by outsiders?"

Most of the people who come and go here are from the company, and there are also people who only deal with a few times. Even if it is not noisy, but there are too many people, it is not a good experience.

Besides, Ji Tingsen himself also hopes that this place is a private place, the kind of private place for one person.

Qin Zhen said: "I can adapt."

Ji Tingsen shook his head: "No, I like the way it is now."

Qin Zhen didn't say any more, Ji Tingsen seemed to have a good temper, but in fact he was very clear about his intimacy inside and out, and he almost didn't transfer it from outside things.

Of course, he stopped talking so easily because he thought it would be impossible to live together, so it would be fine if he lived next door, anyway, Ji Tingsen still had to sleep with him at night.

The terms that were made unintentionally have now played a big role, so I have to rejoice.

Just then, the phone on the bedside table rang.

Ji Tingsen didn't pay attention to Qin Zhen's mobile phone. He moved his fingers up and down to tease the little orange cat, but he didn't know how cold and deep Qin Zhen's eyes were at that moment after he finished watching the mobile phone.

Dianzhuo was very efficient in handling affairs, and when he returned to Qinzhen, he said that the houses in 1109, 1121, and 1136 were all under the name of Qin Zhen, and he added that the house in 1107 belonged to Gu Zhao.

1107 and 1109 are on both sides of Kittingson's house.

Qin Zhen: It's Gu Zhao again!

He hugged the little orange cat to the pillow on his side, which is a position that will never be affected, and said calmly: "Brother Sen, I just remembered that I also have a house here, 1109, you are 1108 , happens to be your neighbor."

Ji Tingsen frowned slightly: "Really?"

He really didn't know this, and heard Qin Zhen ask again: "Can I move here? I won't bother you."

Ji Tingsen wanted to hug the little orange cat back, but Qin Zhen held his arm.

Probably because of the night, Qin Zhen's gray-blue eyes were darker than usual, like a vortex that could not be seen to the bottom, staring at Ji Tingsen intently: "You haven't answered me yet, can you?"

He was far more anxious in his heart than his face, because of Gu Zhao, and also because of Ji Tingsen's subconscious frown.

Ji Tingsen looked at him, and said: "Lanzhan Garden is not very good, I think..."

Before he finished speaking, his waist tightened. It was Qin Zhen who held his waist and pulled him down, and continued Ji Tingsen's unfinished words in a gloomy manner: "I think you seem to hate me very much."

Why Gu Zhao can be a neighbor, but he can't, or because Gu Zhao lives here, so many properties under his name, why did he choose this place...

Ji Tingsen is not a person who has no strength to restrain a chicken, and he will break free immediately.

It's a pity that his current physical fitness is mediocre, while Qin Zhen has to do boxing and fitness in his busy schedule. The victory or defeat between the two is almost doomed.

A few minutes later, Ji Tingsen was completely restrained by Qin Zhen, his hands and wrists were pressed on top of his head, and what's more, his legs were tied around his waist, as if he was...

This is ridiculous!

Uncontrollably stiff and flustered, Ji Tingsen reprimanded unsteadily, "Let go!"

Qin Zhen knelt and sat on the bed, like a big cat sizing up its prey, his gray-blue eyes carefully and unscrupulously scrutinized the person under him, from the slender neck to the delicately contoured ears, from the upright From the straight bridge of the nose to the red lips, firm and angry, and undisguised grievance: "I don't!"

Ji Tingsen was about to laugh angrily: "What do you want?"

Qin Zhen leaned over and leaned close to Ji Tingsen's cheek, his lips parted and closed to touch the white jade-like auricles, "Answer me first, do you hate me?"

Ji Tingsen struggled again, but Qin Zhen's hands were like iron tongs.

Burning hot breath in the ear is extremely dangerous, but even more dangerous than that is...

He stepped back almost in vain, looking down uncontrollably, feeling that his eyes were going to be burned out: "Why don't you wear clothes!"

To be precise, why don't you wear underwear.

The things that should have been wrapped in cloth materials are not only exposed, but also arrogant... The legs of people who are stuck in pajamas hurt, let alone the size... Ji Tingsen's scalp hair Ma, this is the murder weapon!