Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

Before he could fully recover from the debuff caused by the collision of hangover + drowsiness + something terrible happened, a shadow came up, and the side of the bed was slightly sunken.

Zhang Liangshao saw the humanoid self-propelled hormone sitting on the side of his bed, leaning towards him, he couldn't help but raised his head and fell backwards.

But the bed is too soft to use force, and if you are not careful, you will feel a little weightless, and you will hit the wooden board at the head of the bed——

The back of the head was held with one hand in time, and the castration was delayed.

The gray-haired young man held his breath, looking at the pair of blue eyes that were close to him, showing a soft expression like a baby bird that was innocent and ignorant but also filled with inexplicable expectations.

The man sighed helplessly, raised his other hand, and brought it to him.

Zhang Liangshao saw a few oval-shaped pills lying on his palm, which looked like some kind of pills.

"what is this?"

Could it be... something after the fact... Do men need to eat that kind of thing too?

"Hangover tablets, I bought them on the road last night."

"……thanks."

Zhang Liangshao felt extremely ashamed of his brain supplements, buried his head down, quickly and neatly picked up the pills like a chicken pecking at them, and put them into his mouth.

The feeling of the soft lips touching the palm of his hand disappeared in a flash, and the lingering warmth lingered. The man suppressed the dark eyes, picked up the cup by the bed and handed it to the young man.

Zhang Liangshao stretched out his wrist from under the quilt, took it naturally, and swallowed the pill with warm water.

It can be seen that the brain has not yet started to function, and it is completely unaware that there is something wrong with the current situation.

Probably because they were close, the man's voice was soft, it sounded like a late-night radio station on an old-fashioned radio, with a little distortion.

"How much do you remember?"

remember... what?

Amidst the man's inquiry, memories came flooding back.

"Last night... I was in a nightclub..." Zhang Liangshao murmured.

Last night at Midnight, a group of guys played depth bombs to get him into the water, and then dragged him to the dance floor for a while.

Later, when he went upstairs, he met a little foreigner and struck up a conversation, and then——

I ran into the big BOSS whom I had a crush on for a long time. The BOSS not only sent him home, but also stayed at his house overnight!

Zhang Liangshao's first reaction was to touch his butt.

——The chrysanthemum does not hurt!

Could it be, could it be that...

He tentatively looked at Song Wenyao at the side.

Song Wenyao narrowed his eyes, "What are you thinking?"

From the corner of his eye, Zhang Liangshao saw the scattered clothes and covered his head.

"Sorry! I was so drunk last night, I didn't do anything worse than a beast to you, did I?"

The gray-haired young man retracted himself into the brown quilt, like a condensed milk sandwich in a dirty bag, and asked vaguely.

"Worse than a beast?" The man repeated his words.

"Ah! I mean, I didn't do anything rude..." Zhang Liangshao lowered his voice again as he spoke.

"It's impolite..." The man's voice was drawn out, leaving enough suspense.

The gray-haired young man quietly raised the corners of his eyes, pricked up his ears, and peeked at him thoughtfully.

It looks like it's saying...

Say it, say it, tell me what happened between us and I will take responsibility for you!and so on.

The man was amused by his own thoughts, raised the corners of his lips slightly from an angle that the young man could not see, but his voice was as calm as before, "You vomited all over me as soon as you entered the apartment last night."

He pointed to the balls of clothes on the ground.

"Then I went into the bathroom and took a shower, and went to bed by myself, wrapped in a quilt, and fell asleep."

The man said lightly, "Take me aside completely."

Zhang Liangshao did not dare to raise his head to face his condemning eyes.

"Then where were you last night..."

"Nun." Song Wenyao tapped the narrow two-seater sofa with his chin.

"..." The condensed milk sandwich shrank back into the dirty bag, "...I'm sorry."

The man stood up.

"There's no need to apologize, hurry up to wash up, and then go to the parking lot to get my spare suit... cough cough." Song Wenyao took off the light brain on his wrist and threw it to him, clenched his fist with one hand and put it to his mouth in a low voice He coughed twice.

"……OK."

Zhang Liangshao squirmed to the closet with a big ball of quilts in his arms, took out clean clothes and changed under the quilts, and found a large fleece sweater with the school emblem of University A painted on it.

"Would you like to undress first... don't catch a cold."

Song Wenyao glanced at him and took the clothes.

"Your clothes..." Zhang Liangshao glanced at the expensive clothes that were lying huddled on the ground, bit his lip, and said very self-aware, "I may not be able to afford the compensation."

"No, you throw it away." The man said casually.

Probably to prevent someone from misunderstood, he then added, "That can't be washed, it's very troublesome, I don't lack clothes."

Facts have proved that he thought too much, Zhang Liangshao's nerves are thick enough to skip rope, how could he get such a slender white lotus figure.

Since Song Wenyao doesn't want the clothes anymore, then...

"Then can I stay?"

Keep it as a souvenir and hold it to sleep or something.

"..."

The four eyes met, and the young man realized what shocking words he had said.

"Haha, I'm just kidding, I'll find a dry cleaner to clean the clothes and return them to you!"

He laughed a few times, turned around and hid in the bathroom, closing the door decisively.

"..."

The man who didn't have time to speak had no choice but to swallow the five words "do not dry clean" into his stomach.

……

Zhang Liangshao leaned against the door and let out a sigh of relief.

...Damn!

He lowered his head and scratched his hair like a chicken coop, running through a long series of barrages in his mind.

OMG!He probably didn't realize that the sound of the wake-up bell sounded like him, did he? !

no!no!Certainly not!

Fortunately, the projection lamp can only be turned on with the smart remote control on my optical computer...

But Lao Tzu's sexual orientation has been fully exposed!

Help, this is so sudden, the baby's little heart can't bear it!

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Zhang Liangshao spat out the foam in his mouth with a bah, and glanced at the glass of the shower room through the mirror.

A hazy picture flashed in my mind.

Last night...did I really take a shower alone?

I didn't expect to be unexpectedly reliable after being drunk, I...

Really, why didn't you make a move when it was time to do so!

Annoyed, the young man poured a handful of clear water on his face.

……

When Zhang Liangshao walked out of the bathroom, the range hood in the apartment, which had never been turned on, was making a whirring sound full of human fireworks.

With his back facing him, Song Wenyao was wearing that black hooded sweater and their cotton slippers on his feet. He was holding a frying pan in one hand and a spatula in the other, spreading the fried eggs on the Served on toast on the side.

Fragrant.

It's like the big brother next door who just came home from school!Who would have known that this was the CEO of a Fortune [-] company?

It was a delight to watch.

Zhang Liangshao has even thought of the name of the child they will adopt in the future.

……

Dragging the cotton slippers of the same style, I walked over, picked up the food from the plate, and folded the toast in half. The golden egg liquid followed the pressure and flowed out of the film, stained the half-burnt toast, and took a bite on the sharp corner , the perfect fusion of sweet and warm egg yolk and crispy toast.

"Mmm! It's delicious as always!" Zhang Liangshao licked the egg liquid stained on his fingertips, puffing his cheeks in praise.

"As always?" The man turned his head.

Zhang Liangshao swallowed the food in his mouth, and showed him a cute smile, "A slip of the tongue...it's surprisingly delicious."

"That's for me."

"Hmm..." The young man stopped tearing the bread, raised his eyes, and seemed a little at a loss, "Sorry... I don't know..."

The man bent down and took out another egg from the refrigerator.

"It doesn't matter, it's your food anyway."

"It's thanks to your blessing, President, that I can still eat such delicious food." Zhang Liangshao started the infinite sweetness mode.

"You don't know how to cook? Then why buy eggs?" Song Wenyao tapped the egg shells to the side of the pot, clasped one side with his index finger, pinched his thumb, and the egg liquid flowed into the middle of the pot from the crack in the middle.

"Ah, I still know how to cook hard-boiled eggs, after all, they are essential protein for muscles... and You Ran bought them for me."

"Your classmate?" The man casually collected the egg liquid with a spatula.

"Well, it's a roommate."

What happened to the accidental shortness here.

"..."

"After eating, go down and get my clothes, and put them in the trunk."

"Ok!"

……

Zhang Liangshao never expected that he would have the courtesy of being the co-pilot of the big boss!

(Actually, I was treated politely last night)

This is a limited edition suspension car that cannot be bought on the market!There are only three in the world!

The parking lot of my apartment is full of splendor, didn’t you see that even the drowsy security guards who usually hide in the guard booth are standing at the guard post energetically, at the place where they drive by? For a moment, is the standard of salute comparable to that of a military salute?

Damn capitalism!

Really fragrant!

Zhang Liangshao sat upright in the passenger seat, the car was very quiet, there was not even a radio station that could ease the embarrassment.

A faint cold rosin spread on the tip of the nose, somewhat similar to Song Wenyao's smell, very nice.

The man had already changed into a navy blue suit at this moment, and he returned to his usual meticulous suit and leather shoes. He was holding the steering wheel, which made people feel very distant.

It took a lot of wisdom to make myself say "who are you" to him in the nightclub last night.

Probably the courage given by Liang Jingru.

"That...leader, why were you there last night?" He asked as calmly as possible.

"Are you checking the post?" After a while, the man's reply came slowly.

"No! Of course not, I'm just asking casually." Zhang Liangshao almost jumped up from the passenger seat and was restrained by the seat belt.

It's really reliable, Mr. Seat Belt!

Zhang Liangshao clutched his seat belt, watched the scenery passing by outside the window, and fell silent.

"...just a classmate from the university."

After a long time, a peaceful voice came from the side.

"Ah?" The person who was counting the trees on the road to nearly 100 had already forgotten the topic just now.

"The people you saw yesterday were my classmates when I was in school in the empire. Now they have opened a game studio by themselves. At present, Blackstone has some business cooperation with them. They may stay here as a foreign team in the future. For a while."

"Ah, like this." Zhang Liangshao nodded, thinking that it was just the man who saw that he was in a bit of distress and wanted to help him out.

As expected of a gentleman, I am a little grateful.

"What studio is it?"

"You should have heard of their studio. They have made games like "XXXX" and "XX." The man announced the names of several games, all of which are popular optical and brain games.

"Ah, it's them! What a conscientious team, the company is finally going to extend its claws to the optical brain game market." Zhang Liangshao shook his chin and nodded, "Do you want to buy them?"

"I don't think about it for now, it's just a business cooperation."

"Hahaha, is it because you don't feel threatened?"

The man chuckled slightly at his somewhat offensive words, but he was not angry.

"Encouraging independent game teams and maintaining the prosperity and vitality of the market, such a game industry full of flowers is what I want, and it is also a benign environment suitable for Blackstone's long-term development."

It was rare for him to say a long sentence.

"Yeah, one word from the boss is better than ten years of reading." Zhang Liangshao nodded in agreement.

"The next-generation virtual reality game market is currently dominated by Blackstone, but this is also the result of the company's normal development. In order to help some small companies and teams gain a firm foothold in the early stage, we set up a dedicated investment team early on to allocate funds Support some good projects."

Song Wenyao continued.

Oops, why did I start talking so much all of a sudden, my thinking... my thinking couldn't keep up!

Zhang Liangshao began to recall his memory, trying to analyze the reason why he said this.

【The company is finally going to extend its claws to the optical brain game market...】

Could it be... the words "stretched out the claws" touched a certain sensitive nerve of the big boss, making him feel that his sense of belonging to the Black Stone is not strong enough, and there is even a kind of innate hostility of ordinary people towards monopoly power, He is a potential unstable person who may change jobs at any time, so did you explain it to yourself? !

"..."

The big thing is not good, the emperor doubts the minister!

The gray-haired young man raised his palms, "I, Zhang Liangshao, swear to God, I am absolutely sincere to Mr. Song, and I will never disobey him. I was born a man of Heishi, and I will die a ghost of Heishi. I will never leave Heishi for the rest of my life!"

"..." Although he was driving, Song Wenyao couldn't help turning his head to look at the gray-haired young man who made such a feat.

"What the hell is going on in your head?"

But it doesn't rule out that these words won someone's heart.

Leaving aside the last few sentences, the front still has the charm of an ancient confession.

The heart of disobedience... is it...

He turned his head and looked at the windshield ahead, the corners of his mouth were slightly sunken, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Zhang Liangshao secretly glanced at him and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yay, my emperor has let his guard down.

You can take advantage of the vacancy and take the opportunity to take the lead.

The author has something to say: the progress of the reality chapter is slower than I imagined, the main reason is...

Sheep: You two are old married couples, why are you pretending to be innocent! ! !

Shao (whistling and pretending not to hear)

Yao: I just like the way he likes me but is too embarrassed to say it.

(Boss Yao unexpectedly likes Brother Shao's youthful side)

Shao (angry): It's all bad fun!I love playing with other people's feelings!

Yao (slowly): Of course, if you can let me play with my body...

Shao (instant cooling): Excuse me.

//How to wash Yaoyao's clothes:

Rich people’s clothes can’t be washed or dry-cleaned hahahaha. I saw a meme before that someone washed the clothes and faded them. They called Chanel’s after-sales service to complain, and they said: “Our clothes are designed without considering the washing situation… ", these high-end and difficult-to-care clothes require special care. Anyway, it is the world of the rich and we don't understand _(:зゝ∠)_

//About lying:

Sheep: What happened last night?Did Shao Shao really take a bath alone?Did Mr. Song really sleep on the sofa all night?You really don't hear anything wrong with that wake-up bell?I always find it interesting...

Song Wenyao (picks his lips): Sorry, no comment.