After the marriage, the giant is really fragrant every day [Transmigration Book]

"Why?" Cen Xing was puzzled. Their residences were less than 15 minutes away from each other. It was quite pleasant for him to go for a walk after eating a few times before.

Noticing his expression, Lu Mingshen's heart sank, and he said stiffly, "You have no room to refuse."

Really domineering.Cen Xing rolled his eyes. He clearly checked when he moved in. This is one of the safest neighborhoods in the city. He hugged Xiao Jin who was rubbing against him, and jokingly said while rubbing the dog's hair: "You were worried about me ruining you last night. You are innocent, so you accept it so quickly?"

Ruin his innocence... The corners of Lu Mingshen's mouth twitched, and he said lightly, "Cohabitation desensitization training, you said yesterday." Tapping the armrest rhythmically with his fingertips, he lowered his eyes to look at Xiao Jin who was acting coquettishly in Cen Xing's arms, and said without changing his expression: " Unless it's you who are afraid."

The word "cohabitation" almost caused Cen Xing to spit out the wine he had just sipped. He began to wonder if Lu Mingshen was holding a grudge, but he couldn't find a reason to refute for a moment, so he reluctantly said: "I'm not afraid!"

"I need an experienced person to walk Chaoying with me." In less than half a minute, Lu Mingshen had found a suitable excuse and turned his head: "Chaoying does not accept other people, and you live the closest, don't forget, this is One of your responsibilities."

Cen Xing: ...All right.

The next day when Cen Xing woke up together, he opened his eyes and saw a message from Jiang Wangchao, who was on the night shift. He snorted, thanked his friend, and rushed to the racecourse calmly.

According to the plan, he will pass the athlete qualification assessment today, and the whole process will be broadcast live, a test that is not difficult for him at all.

"The big red man is here."

The moment he led the horse into the training ground, Cen Xing heard booing one after another. Only the coach and the judges of the sports bureau stood in the huge infield, which was in stark contrast to the window full of spectators.

He noticed the hint in Jiang Wangchao's eyes, and looked towards a corner of the crowd, where stood several riders he met yesterday, and a familiar horseman.

"It's an audit that anyone can pass, and it's too funny to roll over." Sensing his gaze, several people laughed arrogantly: "Don't be cowardly!"

Knowing it well, Cen Xing nodded gratefully to Jiang Wangchao, walked straight to the center of the field, and got on his horse.

At the same time, Lu Mingshen turned on the tablet and clicked into the familiar live broadcast room.

The young man on the screen has delicate and handsome features, a tall and well-proportioned figure, soft and agile movements, and a prince-like demeanor in every gesture; he only wears a simple black and white sportswear, and his short black hair flutters gently with the rhythm of the horse. A beauty that exudes grace and strength.

At the successful end, there were sparse applause in the training ground, overshadowing the boos of disappointment.The coach took the lead and reached out to Cen Xing: "Now you have officially become a member of the professional riders in the racecourse, and I look forward to your next performance."

"Thank you." Cen Xing greeted the coaches and judges politely, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the obvious disappointment on the faces of several people in the corner, as well as the groom who quietly left the field, and followed behind him calmly.

"Liang Qian, what are you looking for?"

The sudden voice behind him made Liang Qian, the horse worker who was sneaking around in the feed room, tremble in fright. He turned around stiffly, and saw Cen Xing, Jiang Wangchao, Manager Su and two security guards standing at the door, his eyes darkened: He is finished.

"He ordered me to do it!" Liang Qian knew that he might be exposed, and his heart froze, his eyes were about to split, and he pointed at Cen Xing: "He knew that he couldn't reach the second star, so he asked me to tamper with the horse's feed so that he could let him go." I take the blame!"

"Before today, I didn't even know you." Cen Xing frowned, and said without surprise or joy: "But I know you are a pawn."

Assuming that the poisoning is successful, Cen Xing will not even be able to obtain the qualification of an athlete, and there will be big problems in the live broadcast. Netizens will be more willing to believe that he directs and acts on his own if he is provoked a little; even if he fails, he can still pour dirty water on Cen Xing. Vicious plan.

"We will hand you over to the police," Manager Su signaled to the security guards, and questioned the pale-faced Liang Qian: "The racecourse will investigate your legal responsibility in accordance with the law. It is basically impossible for you to engage in any equestrian-related work in your life. They How much did it give you? Is it worth your life?"

"He doesn't have any regrets at all," Jiang Wangchao shook his head as Liang Qian, who kept shouting "Cen Xing, you hurt me", was taken away, he whispered to Cen Xing, "It's a good thing you reminded me to mark the feed bucket , I didn’t expect that group of people to use such indecent methods, they are simply not worthy of being riders, rubbish!”

Cen Xing walked out together with him: "The next step is the key."

When Cen Xing and Jiang Wangchao told Manager Su in advance that someone was poisoning the feed, Manager Su was half-believed, so they tried their best to persuade the manager and set up a bureau to bring out the mastermind behind the scenes.

The two of them didn't know, after they left, Manager Su and the coach immediately contacted Lu Mingshen's assistant...

"Maybe everyone already knows that a horse worker was instigated to mix poisonous substances into the feed." A quarter of an hour later, Su Jing called all the riders and horse workers to the hall, and slowly glanced at dozens of people in the field, announcing sadly : "Although we stopped it in time, some of the feed was still contaminated. Liang Qian refused to disclose the specific poison. At present, we have handed him over to the law enforcement agency and decided to immediately conduct a medical examination on all the horses in the field. Please don't worry."

A rider was filled with righteous indignation and asked, "Who ordered him!"

Another person echoed: "We need to know the real prisoner!"

Making a gesture of "Be safe and don't be impatient", Su Jing said calmly: "Don't worry, everyone, we trust the police's ability, as long as we find out, we will make that person accept sanctions."

"Could it be self-directed and self-acted?" Dai Xiong raised his hands, glanced at Cen Xing, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai: "Most people here have been in the racecourse for several years, and they have been doing well. Since some people came, they made a mess."

"Mr. Dai, if you have any comments, you are welcome to put them forward at any time." Su Jing replied neither humble nor overbearing: "You think my work is not good, I accept criticism with an open mind."

More than a dozen people looked at Dai Xiong in unison, only to see that his face was flushed, and he choked out a sentence for a long time: "I didn't mean that." He has always been bullying and fearing the hard. He heard from Meng Qian that Lu and Meng didn't want to see Cen Xing. The persimmon was soft, Su Jing could not afford to offend him.

After the meeting, Jiang Wangchao and Cen Xing went to the training ground. Seeing him concentrate on training, he didn't care at all, so he couldn't help asking: "Are you confident that he will take the hook?"

"Yes." Cen Xing rode on horseback, relaxed and said casually: "From his style of doing things, he has no brains and is selfish."

As the day passed, the morning turmoil seemed to calm down. Before leaving get off work, Cen Xing and Jiang Wangchao were called to the meeting room. Dai Xiong, who was ashen-faced, was sitting on a chair, with Manager Su and the coach sitting in front of him.

"Mr. Dai, may I ask why you are looking for steroids? According to the report, your horse is very healthy and there is no problem." Su Jing knocked on the table, completely different from her usually gentle, and asked sharply: "Who told you ? Or did you already know?"

The poisonous substance mixed into the feed is dog snake grass, and steroids can be used to detoxify it. This is information that only the horse workers and the chief envoy know.

"He planted me!" Dai Xiong's eyes were blank, and when he saw Cen Xing coming in, he pulled his neck like a dying snake and shouted: "You are all targeting me!"

"That's good." Su Jing raised her hands together: "Talk to the police if you have something to say."

The police car drove into the racecourse twice a day. Su Jing was well prepared and arranged a series of public relations conferences. When she invited Cen Xing and Jiang Wangchao to attend, they declined as expected.

Cen Xing: "I just want to prepare well for the competition."

Jiang Wangchao: "I just did what was within my duties."

According to the regulations of the Horse Federation, once convicted, Dai Xiong will not only be deprived of his qualifications as a rider, but also need to compensate the racecourse and horse owners for losses.

"Please, don't sue me." Dai Xiong hugged his head and knelt on the ground. His family would never offend those horse owners. He finally realized how much trouble he had caused, but it was too late.

Coming out of the conference room, Cen Xing saw the group of riders who were with Dai Xiong yesterday, talking and laughing loudly by the wall like nothing happened, and said coldly: "If you have any opinions, just come to me directly. I respect you for being a man. Right horse Do it, despicable."

After finishing speaking, he didn't turn his head back, and strode towards the stables. It would be a waste of life to say one more word to these people, so he might as well go back and have dinner with Lu Mingshen earlier.

I don't know what Lu Mingshen's "cohabitation desensitization training" is going to do. When the two of them eat at night, Cen Xing sits at the table and keeps looking out. In front of the French window outside the dining room, Xiao Jin and Chaoying are next to each other, as if whispering .

Unknowingly raised the corners of his lips, Cen Xing realized that the room was unusually quiet, turned around and saw that Lu Mingshen had put down the bowl and chopsticks, and fixedly looked at himself.

"By the way, I passed the qualification test today, and I will be able to participate in the one-star competition next week." Cen Xing saw that the bandage on his hand had been removed, but the occasionally exposed palm was still covered with blisters of various sizes, and asked softly. : "Does your hand still hurt?"

Thinking that he would talk about the innocent being framed, Lu Mingshen's eyes were complicated, and he said in a deep voice, "Yes."

"Did Manager Su tell you about today's incident? At the beginning, she only wanted to deal with the horsemen, not the riders." Cen Xing hugged Xiao Jin who was rushing towards him, and said slowly: "But I think this kind of person doesn't care about himself." Ability to attack animals that cannot resist, too vicious to let him stay in the racecourse."

The evening wind blew through his bangs, making them clean and fresh. When he spoke, his eyes were firm, with the fearlessness of a young man.

There was a hint of mint fragrance on Cen Xing's body, and Lu Mingshen stared into his eyes: "I don't think you did anything wrong."

Hearing his words, Cen Xing was stunned for a moment, his obsidian eyes lit up like stars, two dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his cheeks were stained with a blush like drunkenness.Lu Mingshen didn't understand. Are you so happy?

In the middle of the night, Lu Mingshen sat quietly at the desk. He knew he shouldn't do this, but he couldn't control his hand and turned on the computer screen.In the picture is the monitoring of the room next door. Cen Xing is lying on the bed, closing his eyes, breathing steadily, not knowing what he dreamed of, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned.

As if possessed by a demon, Lu Mingshen stretched out his hand from the air, and traced the outline of the man under the quilt bit by bit...

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Cen Xing: Are you this kind of boss? !

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