Marriage Difficulty [Transmigration Book]

Under Han Jingchen's shock, Huangfu Junyan finished singing, oh no, it should be said that he finished the song. When Huangfu Junyan turned his head to praise Han Jingchen, he found that Han Jingchen's expression didn't look very good.Both Han Jingchen and Huangfu Junyan grew up amidst the praise and envy of everyone, the only thing they didn't have was the truth. Huangfu Junyan grew up arrogant but not rude. Can you say that the family education is not bad.

Maybe everyone in the family thinks it's not a problem for him to sing badly, maybe Huangfu Junyan never cares?

In fact, Huangfu Junyan never sings alone in front of people. He never sings when he goes to ktv. It’s because his friends are grabbing the microphone. Everyone must also think about the president. He is a high-end creature with a high-end atmosphere. It has nothing to do with him.Even if Huangfu Junyan wants to show his singing voice in front of people, even if his pitch is crooked, everyone will flatter him and say that he sings very vaguely, and he himself has no one to remind him, so he naturally doesn’t know how to sing. how.

You must know that the characteristics of the presidents have always been extremely self-confident, which is unmatched by anyone. They are all products of gods, and they are also extraordinary people.

Considering various factors, Han Jingchen swallowed his saliva and said, "You sing really well."

Huangfu Junyan raised his eyebrows, as if to say: Of course.

Han Jingchen could only be speechless: President, who gave you such confidence!

Anyway, Han Jingchen didn't want to say anything more to President Huangfu. The remark just now made him vomit blood in his heart. Maybe he could add: President Huangfu, you sing really well. I suggest you sing it at home. Well, others will fall to the ground because of your beautiful singing voice.

In fact, Han Jingchen was already very satisfied with the praise Huangfu Junyan said with a paralyzed expression, and he never thought about singing to a second person. It would be too cheap to sing to others. He is the president of Huangfu Group, his worth is immeasurable, and it is also priceless to invite him to sing.

Therefore, it is estimated that only Han Jingchen will be able to enjoy the treatment of Huangfu Junyan's singing in the future. It is simply a pleasure between two people.

"Why don't I sing another one." Huangfu Junyan said, he also felt that he sang well.

Han Jingchen: "..." After a moment of silence, he added, "Singing too much is bad for your voice, why don't we go downstairs and play the guitar, and I'll play for you."

Huangfu Junyan frowned slightly: "Guitar, okay."

So when Han Jingchen was about to feel ashamed, they finally went downstairs and found his ordinary guitar.

Although Huangfu Junyan's singing can distort the tune by thousands of miles, he still has a good vision after years of artistic influence and social obscenity. He pointed to Han Jingchen's guitar and said, "It's too cheap, I'll buy you one." new."

Han Jingchen chuckled: "No need, these are just for temporary practice."

This time, Huangfu Junyan accepted Han Jingchen's reason for rejecting him frankly. Since he wanted to give something to someone he liked, how could he tell him in advance that no matter how expensive the guitar was, it would not be that expensive. If he wanted to buy a gift, he had to take advantage of him not paying attention. Buy something special to commemorate.Thinking of the relationship between Jing Chen and Han Yicheng, he clenched his fists and said he was going to give up, but when he saw Jing Chen again, he felt that he was fascinated even more, and he couldn't let it go. An unswerving person, why did all his past principles of life fall into the toilet when facing Jing Chen, and he couldn't pick it up.

Huangfu Junyan, who was conflicted in his heart, picked up the milk tea and said, "Well, I won't force it. We can just finish dinner after you finish your practice."

Han Jingchen looked out the French window: "Well, well, it seems that it will be raining outside for a long time."

It seems that I really can't go back tonight.

Huangfu Junyan didn't answer, he felt that Jing Chen wanted to leave his house and out of his sight all the time, he didn't like this feeling, he hated this feeling, he wanted to lock Jing Chen in his home and never go anywhere, Or buy a chain and tie it, or customize an iron cage and lock it up!

The more he thought about it, the more violent it became. The next moment, Huangfu Junyan was shocked by his own thoughts, and then he began to divert his attention, shifting his gaze from Han Jingchen to his extremely ordinary pistol. On the top of the guitar, it seemed as if two holes were going to pop out of his guitar.

Han Jingchen sat on the soft chair and adjusted his position and posture. The maid who moved the chair for him just now was standing not far away. She also listened to Mr. Jing singing just now. It was really nice. His profile looks like the one in the video. The male god in ancient costume, I don't know if it's the same person, the voice is so beautiful, she likes this kind of light and sad tone, especially beautiful.

When Han Jingchen plucked the strings, many of the maids who had finished their work hid quietly by the door. His movements were like flowing water, and the strings were heard piece by piece. The sound quality is not that good, but the chord sound reveals a kind of aestheticism, which adds a lot of color to this boring afternoon.

The sitting posture of Huangfu Junyan who stayed in his own home can still be regarded as a model, even if his thoughts are flying ten miles away at this moment, yes, Han Jingchen just played a relatively relaxing piece of music casually, two pieces in succession Coming down, what fascinated the maids in Huangfu's house was nosebleed, nosebleed, drooling, almost shouting, one more shot, one more shot.

When Huangfu Junyan looked at them coldly, these maids immediately disappeared without a trace. The young master's people should not think too much, otherwise they will die in the end, so if they want to run away, they have to run away as soon as possible.

Han Jingchen, who was immersed in the music, did not see the interesting scene of Huangfu Junyan shooting the hall, probably only the housekeeper himself saw it. In fact, he also thought that Mr. Jing's singing voice was very good, and he could play the piano and guitar well. Excuse me. Does he know any musical instruments? He can also write an email to inform the master and wife who are traveling far away, and I believe they will make a decision in the future.

You can play guitar with many skills. Huangfu Junyan saw that Han Jingchen's fingering was constantly changing, so he asked him to teach himself. Han Jingchen felt that it was not easy for Pope Fu Junyan to play guitar. He originally wanted not to agree. But Huangfu Junyan looked at him with fiery eyes that made his ears warm, and he couldn't help but agree.

Facing the male god with eight-pack abs, Han Jingchen nodded nervously and agreed. Huangfu Junyan was happy in his heart, but his expression was still serious on the surface. Being able to approach Han Jingchen again, his heart beat faster.

Before dinner started, Huangfu Junyan and Han Jingchen were sitting in the hall playing with the guitar. Huangfu Junyan had also learned the piano and had a high level of comprehension. After teaching it twice, he could play the notes.

Han Jingchen has always been kind-hearted, others are willing to learn from him and he is also willing to teach, can he see or touch Huangfu Junyan's eight-pack abs closer if he gets closer to the male god?It seems impossible, because Huangfu Junyan was looking at himself with staring eyes, um, he played the wrong note, he really failed as a teacher.

This is a warm afternoon.

After getting rid of the messy thoughts in his head, Han Jingchen really played the guitar in Huangfu Junyan. It has to be said that Huangfu Junyan became the president of Huangfu Group for a reason. After learning it for a short time, he was able to master the most simple skills.

No matter how hard you study, there will be a moment when the old housekeeper comes to call the two of them to have dinner.

Before eating, Huangfu Junyan suddenly thought of something, so he asked Han Jingchen: "Has anyone heard of the song "Hair Like Snow" you sang this afternoon?"

Han Jingchen blinked: "I haven't sung to others before."

Huangfu Junyan, who was secretly happy in his heart, said: "The singing is very good."

Han Jingchen: "..." He seemed to see the corners of President Huangfu's mouth curled up, and it was actually pretty when he smiled.

However, if you can touch the eight-pack abs, that is the truth, the goodness and the beauty.

The two sat at the same table to eat with a good mood. As for the butler, he left early. The interaction between the two at the table is really easy to blind others.

The dining process was very good, because Huangfu Junyan kept adding food to Han Jingchen, the latter was embarrassed to push it away, and he was not a good boy who was extravagant, so he ate up all the food Huangfu Junyan picked up. Dinner At the end, Huangfu Junyan's expression was very satisfied, while Han Jingchen's expression was full. He was really full and seemed a little full.

Drinking the tea brought by the maid, he burped for a long time: hiccup...

Huangfu Junyan: "..."

Han Jingchen: "..."

He also knows it's impolite, but male god, please don't look at me with such strange eyes, I'm not shy, but scared.

The point is, Huangfu Junyan also said: "Don't eat too much at night, it's not easy to digest."

Han Jingchen: "..."

Who is so hospitable who kept adding vegetables to my bowl? Can I do this if you don’t add food to me? Maybe he should think so, but Huangfu Junyan didn’t dislike him and burped in front of him very rudely.

Just as they were watching the news and rubbing their stomachs, Han Jingchen's phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, it turned out to be Young Master Han. This call must be answered. If you don't answer the call, you will definitely not get a big red envelope from Young Master Han.

Since Huangfu Junyan was watching the news, Han Jingchen didn't want to disturb him, so he hid aside to answer the phone. Although Huangfu Junyan cared, he himself said that he would no longer pay attention to Han Jingchen, so he turned up the volume of the TV, not thinking about it at all. Know who he's talking to on the phone.

It'd be better if it wasn't that damn Han Yicheng who robbed him of Jingchen and won, so that he wouldn't be envious and jealous and want to kill someone.

In fact, it was the call from Young Master Han in Han Yicheng.

The phone call was very short, Han Jingchen basically didn't say much, and the other party decided on his itinerary for tomorrow.

Han Jingchen can think of a sentence to describe it: the president and everything are domineering and annoying!

He obviously only needs the driver to come and pick him up when he goes home, and he doesn't need Young Master Han to pick him up in person. Why is he so active? Do you have to go to work tomorrow? What are you talking about going back to the company's annual meeting? It's a lie.

Now whenever he sees Young Master Han, he wants to laugh, what a swell, ever since he came back from the hot spring villa last time, whenever he thinks of Young Master Han sleeping, he can't help laughing for a long time, really, he really didn't lie.

Don't let him say even the words of rejection, is there such a brother, really.

Thinking of his own private affairs, he needed to tell Huangfu Junyan, so the two of them went to bed early after a day of exhaustion.

Han Jingchen was too sleepy and didn't have the energy to continue chatting with Han Jingchen, while Huangfu Junyan went back to his study to reflect on himself, he couldn't fall into the trap, couldn't be attracted by Jingchen anymore, he couldn't, he couldn't!

Well, after sending him back to school tomorrow, I will never see him again, even if I meet by chance, I will definitely take a detour.

After making up his mind, Huangfu Junyan went to sleep, but he hadn't slept all night, he should have installed a camera in the room where Jing Chen slept, so stupid, he didn't do that.

As for Han Jingchen, he had a good night's sleep. This is the third time he has lived in the Han's house. Can he not sleep well? What a familiar bed.

Han Jingchen was driven back to school by Huangfu Junyan. Before getting out of the car, Huangfu Junyan gritted his teeth and said, "Jingchen, give me a farewell hug."

"Okay." I didn't expect Huangfu Junyan to have such an emotional side.

In fact, in the world of romance, what the CEO says should be what it should be. Han Jingchen felt that his objection was useless, so he opened his arms, and the figure of Huangfu Junyan pressed down, and then hugged Han Jingchen tightly.

At this time, Han Jingchen's heart was pounding. What he smelled this time was not the faint cologne smell from President Huangfu's body, but the body wash he used when he took a bath at Huangfu's house last night. It smelled very good, and changed his taste. President Huangfu is more and more worthy of being his male god.

Just when Han Jingchen was about to secretly touch Huangfu Junyan's abdominal muscles while his heart was pounding, there was a knock on Huangfu Junyan's car window.

Huangfu Junyan, who was facing the window, did not let go of Han Jingchen immediately, but hugged him even tighter. His eyes were filled with ice, and the latter felt a little baffled, and he was about to strangle him to death. big business.

Suddenly, Huangfu Junyan let go of Han Jingchen. The latter was inexplicably disappointed and regretful. He almost touched President Huangfu's eight-pack abs, just a little bit. Who would knock on the window at this time? Wait for Fourth Young Master Han and I will punish him!

However, when he saw the man with the dark handsome face staring at them from the car window, Han Jingchen had only one feeling in his body, and that was—five thunders struck the top.

Young Master Han...

big brother...

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