After being cheated into marriage by ex-boyfriend[Transmigration Book]

The protagonists of the birthday party all disappeared, and the rest of the party began to leave after a short while.

Cen Jing stayed until the end.

Next to him, Wei Linzhou was looking at Jiang Chuan with a look of resentment, and said angrily, "You don't want to chase after him, where are you going to let Yu Qian, a girl, go so late?"

Jiang Chuan was still angry, speechless: "Why did you let me chase one or two, and now you are still here? Is there a mistake, I was the one who was beaten, okay, I fought back?"

"You still want to fight back?" Wei Linzhou glared at him: "Why don't you attack other people's girlfriends first, you know that Yu Qian likes you, what are you doing?"

"I said no more!" Jiang Chuan said violently, "That's just a misunderstanding!"

"What are you trying to explain to me? You can tell Yu Qian."

"I'm not going!"

Jiang Chuan dropped these words and pushed the wine glass in his hand forward.

He Cidong who sent Zhou Zhou away just came back.

Said: "Let's go."

The car key was in Cen Jing's hand, and Cen Jing knew he was talking to himself.

Cen Jing put away his phone and passed by Jiang Chuan.

Commented: "Stupid."

Jiang Chuan turned around suddenly, about to get up, "Cen Jing, you..."

Cen Jing paused slightly, ignoring his movements, "Want to make a move?"

Wei Linzhou grabbed Jiang Chuan, "Sit down!"

Jiang Chuan threw him away and sat back bitterly.

Seeing him like this, Cen Jing didn't want to say anything at first, so he opened his mouth and said, "If you really don't like Yu Qian, you're the last dog, and I don't even want to say a word to you. But during your marriage relationship, you know that a girl is unconditional. On the premise of trusting you, estrus everywhere, did you reincarnate Teddy in your previous life?"

Jiang Chuan: "Shut your eggs..."

"Shut up." Wei Linzhou slapped Jiang Chuan on the head.

Cen Jing looked at the aggrieved Jiang Chuan, and kept talking, "Since you have said that you will never like or marry in this life, then you should come forward to break the engagement and let others go... Don't think that Yu Qian did it by herself Hurry up, unless you're not a man."

Jiang Chuan completely stood up from the stool, his face changed.

Suddenly approached, stared at Cen Jing, with a dazed expression on his face: "I said, why are you meddling in other people's business all of a sudden, Cen Jing, tell me the truth, have you taken a fancy to Yu Qian?!"

The audience was silent, Wei Linzhou covered his face with one hand.

Cen Jing raised his eyebrows and said bluntly, "Calling you an idiot is an understatement. I have a crush on her. If I like women, I will definitely marry her."

Jiang Chuan's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then it occurred to him that Cen Jing obviously liked Lao He, and he was also confused by anger, that's why he thought he liked women.

Reflexively, Jiang Chuan looked at He Cidong at the side.

Then he looked at Cen Jing again, and suddenly smiled and said, "Cen Jing, you are so eloquent because you hit your sore spot, right? Lao He married you but doesn't like you, you..."

Jiang Chuan was completely covered by Wei Linzhou.

Wei Linzhou looked at Cen Jing and said, "He drank too much, don't worry about what he said."

Then he said to He Cidong: "Old He, you go first, I will take him back to my house today."

He Cidong looked at Jiang Chuan, whose face was blushing, and said to Wei Linzhou, "Pour him cold water to wake him up, and you can call Yu Qian's house to make sure if he has gone back."

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Wei Linzhou replied.

……

Dongcheng is bustling, and even in the middle of the night, the night sky is illuminated by city lights.

Losing the pedestrians stepping one after another during the day, the vehicles and horns honking endlessly, the city has ushered in the quietest 24 hours a day.

The carnival in the dark shrinks in a corner, returning the peace.

Cen Jing drove the car on the wide road.

It was already three o'clock in the morning.

Sitting in the co-pilot, He Cidong pinched his brows.

Cen Jing: "Drink a lot?"

"Not much." He Cidong put down his hands, "That's just a few cups of depth charges."

Cen Jing clicked his tongue.

Beer and vodka, Cen Jing was curious, "Is there anyone else who dares to drink you?"

"Old classmate, I can't hide."

Cen Jing understood, Yu Qian's circle and theirs were superimposed, the people who came would not be business partners, there must be some classmates and friends.

There was a faint smell of wine in the car, He Cidong put down his hand, and suddenly said: "Why did you stand up for Yu Qian just now?"

He's never been a meddler.

Cen Jing tilted his head, with a smile that was not a smile: "Didn't Jiang Chuan say it, because I feel the same way."

He Cidong looked at him: "Yu Qian likes Jiang Chuan, and Jiang Chuan has feelings for her."

Cen Jing: "You want to say that our situation is different?"

"I want to say that what you just said is too false."

"Okay." Cen Jing admitted, "I'm taking revenge. Jiang Chuan scolded me a lot before, so why don't I fight back."

"It's not right either." He Cidong said.

He moved his eyes forward and said, "You should admit that you just simply can't understand Jiang Chuan's behavior, whether it is moral or emotional, it is stupid and bad."

Cen Jing was a little surprised, "What? Mr. He finally found a sense of identity with his brother?"

He Cidong: "That's not true. Didn't you just say that the situation is different?"

Cen Jing: "Then what a fart!"

"Don't be rude." He Cidong glanced at him, "I know who I am, so even if I admit that I feel differently towards you now, I won't apologize to you based on this."

Cen Jing stepped on the brake suddenly, and the car stopped on the side of the road.

This section of the road is not populated, nor is it a residential area. There are tall plane trees on both sides of the road, and the wind rustles.

There was a small light in the car, and Cen Jing tilted his head, looking at He Cidong's hard jawbone.

I'm not sure if it's my hallucinations, or a slip of the tongue in the congratulations.

"Wait a minute." Cen Jing frowned: "You just said that you feel different about me, is this different what I mean?"

"You can understand it as you guessed it." He Cidong said.

Cen Jing was stunned for a while, and then burst out laughing.

He took out the cigarette case and shook one and bit it on his lips, and suddenly remembered that he had asked him to get out to smoke at the gate of Mo Linyuan just a few days after he came here.

"Do you mind?" he asked.

He Cidong simply took the cigarette case from him, and then lit one himself.

Cen Jing glanced at him, then opened the car window to let the smoke out.

"He Cidong, do you know what you are talking about?" Cen Jing asked.

He Cidong turned around: "I'm not drunk, why don't I know?"

Cen Jing raised his hand, "Wait a minute, you let me think about it."

Cen Jing didn't speak, he put one hand on the car window, and let the fireworks at his fingertips ignite halfway.

He Cidong also didn't speak, and looked to the other side.

The smell of alcohol on his body hadn't dissipated yet, but his clear eyes didn't show that he had drunk the slightest bit.

What he said just now really didn't look like drunk talk.

It was sudden and unexpected.

Cen Jing has changed too much, and he has no special hostility towards He Cidong, and He Cidong himself knows it very well.

Although these words were a bit out of date, they did seem like something He Cidong would do.

It feels different, and there are many directions that can be explained.

But it's not just He Cidong, Cen Jing is also clear about what aspects are covered by these words.

At first glance, the feeling of unreality and absurdity is particularly obvious.

Cen Jing's first reaction was whether He Cidong was plotting other purposes.

and so……

Cen Jing tilted his head to look at his profile, and suddenly said, "He Cidong."

Then He Jidong turned his head to look at him.

With the clicking sound, it was Cen Jing who undid his seat belt.

He got up with his upper body, almost turned over and pressed on He Zidong, and then moved closer.

They were so close that they could hear each other's breathing and see every change of emotion on their faces.

Except for the initial surprise of less than half a second, He Zidong just sat and watched him without moving.

Cen Jing was in a higher position than He Cidong, he lowered his head and asked, "Do you know what I'm thinking now?"

"What are you thinking?" He Cidong asked.

The voices of both of them were a little low, and Cen Jing suddenly tilted his head and took a puff of cigarette. The hand with the cigarette butt between his index finger and middle finger caught He Cidong's short short hair unexpectedly, forcing him to tilt his head back.

Then he took a puff of smoke and crossed over.

This action seemed very rough.

There was no foreshadowing and no rehearsal.

He Jidong didn't resist or push away, and of course he didn't respond.

Cen Jing's hair swept across He Cidong's profile.

Then Cen Jing stuck out his tongue.

His movements felt deliberately suppressed, the movement of sweeping his mouth took only a second, it was the feeling of blending breaths, the breath of both of them was heavy at the same time.

Cen Jing was about to leave at the touch of a button, and the moment he retreated, He Cidong finally had a reaction.

His hands pressed Cen Jing's neck.

The distance from the retreat disappeared all of a sudden, but deepened.

If Cen Jing is quick and agile, then He Jidong is crushing.

He kept Cen Jing in that overwhelming posture, and rubbed his thumb against the small piece of skin behind his ear, robbing Cen Jing of his last breath.

It was a kiss that smelled of tobacco and wine.

With a trace of inexplicable impulse and violence.

Cen Jing couldn't even tell whether it counted as a kiss or not.

They loosened their hands, parted their lips, and retreated at the same time, but they didn't quickly return to where they should be.

Cen Jing himself didn't realize that his skin was reddened by the heat of his breath, and the small moles at the corners of his eyes became more and more conspicuous.

He maintained a superior posture and asked him, "How did you feel just now?"

He Jidong glanced over his neck, nodded: "Not bad."

"That's right." Cen Jing smiled, shaking off the nearly burnt soot from the window on He Cidong's side.

He said: "Regardless of men and women, I heard that all passions and feelings come from sexual impulses. To put it bluntly, they are guided by hormones." Cen Jing got closer and asked him in a low voice: "It seems that Mr. He treats me well." shallow?"

He Cidong leaned up and down, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

His gaze brushed against Cen Jing's lips, and he said, "With your current posture and the method you just tested, I don't deny this statement."

Cen Jing finally retreated completely and returned to his position.

He snorted and said, "Mr. He can like another person, but he can say without guilt that he wants to have someone else. His moral sense is lower than I thought."

He Cidong: "I never said that I have that kind of relationship with Yao Wenyu, let alone that I like him."

"Then I find it even more ironic." Cen Jing said: "Even if I find a long-term sex buddy, I won't find someone who tells me that they feel different, but always puts other people first and regards others as more important than myself." one of the men."

He Cidong laughed, and suddenly asked: "I let you accept?"

"Not really." Cen Jing said in a daze.

He Cidong: "My confession of my feelings is a personal matter. Regarding Yao Wenyu's matter, if I put the premise that I have feelings for you, I will change the way of handling it, but now that we have come to this point, the facts are the facts."

This man is absolutely amazing.

Cen Jing thought that he actually felt that there was nothing wrong with these words.

This needs to be changed to someone who loves He Cidong deeply, either he is making trouble for no reason or he thinks that He Zhidong is making trouble for no reason.

He Cidong: "Let me remind you that the condition for maintaining a purely sexual partner is sex, and you are in the period of abstinence."

Cen Jing: "Thank you so much for reminding me."

Good figure, rich and good looking.

Don't talk about pure sexual relationship, He Jidong's conditions fit his vision very well.

Pity.

Cen Jing took a puff of cigarette, looked at the top of his head: "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Among other things, the foundation of Cen Jing's face has always been there.

Although his health was poor, Cen Jing paid special attention to his nutritional intake after coming here.

No matter how busy you are, you still have to exercise occasionally.

Although there is still a long way to go from his ideal health care life, Cen Jing is still confident in his appearance.

Men know men best, animals that think from the lower body, and he doesn't think He Cidong is an exception.

He Cidong: "I said there is no purpose, do you believe me?"

"Of course I don't believe it." Cen Jing said: "Your self-confession is a personal matter, so why bother to tell me, secret love is a one-man show, but you are not a person who can play this kind of game."

Of course he didn't believe how much He Cidong really liked him.

Although he has never loved anyone before, at least he knows that if he really likes someone, can he calmly act like a dog like He Cidong?

He Jidong looked at him for a while, then glanced under him.

Raising eyebrows: "Since you have already figured out the answer, why ask me?"

Cen Jing smiled: "Don't look at me, I'm a side effect of drugs."