When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

Qiu Yun looked at the... woman in the mirror?

The slightly curly long chestnut hair is draped around the slender waist, and the two strands of hair on the side of the cheeks add a bit of seductive style. The thin and narrow phoenix eyes are half full of autumn water, and the slightly raised eyes are shining with a little cinnabar.

The skin is as smooth as warm jade, soft and greasy, clear and red. The moist smiling lips are like ripe fruits, and they have an attractive luster under the light.

Looking down, the slender swan neck is tied with a ribbon, the white v-neck shirt reveals the delicate collarbone, and the hem of the clothes is tucked into the black wide-leg pants, which is intellectual and sexy, but Qiu Yun can't get back to his senses for a long time .

He had been staring at the mirror for about 10 minutes.

The little mirror said worriedly: [Xianzun, you, are you alright? 】

[something! 】

Qiu Yun's dilated pupils slowly focused, and he rushed into the toilet cubicle in shock. He didn't even take the bag from the washstand, and did something that even he himself felt obscene - he took off his pants and saw his brother Still, he let out a long breath.

Just be a man.

He put on his pants, sat down on the toilet, closed his eyes and was just about to look through the memory of this body, when a melodious bell sounded from outside the door.He didn't even realize what it was, and directly looked at the memory of this body.

Until there was a shout outside——

"Yangyang, are you there—hey, why are your phone and bag here?"

"Yangyang? Yangyang? Are you in there?"

The sound of footsteps approaching, the door knocking sound of "dongdongdong" sounded one after another.

At the beginning, Qiuyun didn't realize that the person outside was calling him. After scanning his memory, he knew that this body was called Jiang Yang, and was about to respond when another male voice sounded.

"Miss, if I'm not mistaken, this is the men's room?"

There was a moment of silence outside the cubicle, and then there was a flustered apology: "Sorry, sorry, I'm leaving now."

The footsteps were hasty, and one could imagine how embarrassed the girl was.

Qiu Yun sighed, and heard a few steady footsteps outside, he got up and opened the door, and when he looked up, he saw a row of men in black suits wearing sunglasses facing the urinal with their backs.

Sensing the vigilance of the bodyguards, Qiu Yun glanced sideways, and was about to leave when there was a 'wow', the sound of rushing water entering the eardrums, and a surge of urination immediately emerged from his abdomen.

Reluctantly remembered that he came to take a pee, just because he walked into the bathroom, passed by the washstand and saw something wrong with the person in the mirror, and forgot about it.

With a turn of footsteps, he walked straight towards the urinal——

"Miss, this is the men's room."

Strong bodyguards blocked the way, and the sound of splashing water stopped suddenly in fright.

The expression on his face almost didn't tense: "If you have bad eyesight, don't wear sunglasses in broad daylight."

The deep and hoarse voice was tinged with coolness, and the expressions of the serious-faced bodyguards suddenly became subtle.

The bodyguard who stopped him looked him up and down, and retreated back to his post without saying a word.

He glanced lightly at the stiff man and the wheelchair beside the bodyguard wall, walked to the outside urinal, took out the dick slowly, and put the water comfortably.

As for the one who was so frightened that he retracted halfway through peeing...

He turned his head and looked over, and saw the man in the suit and leather shoes with his head down, his hands tightly covering his pants crotch, as if he was afraid of being taken advantage of by others.

Qiu Yun withdrew his gaze with a smile. After the water was finished, he shook it, stuffed it into his trousers, turned and left, all in one go without any pause.

He was not in a good mood.

It should be said that it was unprecedented irritability.

Turning on the faucet, the cool water flowed down slowly, washing his delicate and smooth palms.

Looking at the bright red Kou Dan on the fingernails, glanced at the person in the glasses who was dressed as a woman, and then recalled Jiang Yang's actions, especially Jiang Yang's "best friend" and "best friend" men in the restaurant outside. My friend, I feel more and more bored.

Jiang Yang and his 'best friend' Xia Xinying were childhood sweethearts.

The Jiang and Xia families have a good relationship and live next door. When they were young, their parents thought about getting married, but since childhood Jiang Yang preferred to play with boys, and he loved dressing up and wearing skirts.

When they were young, the parents of both parties could laugh it off as a joke, but as Jiang Yang grew older, the parents sensed that something was wrong with the child, and took the child to the hospital for an examination, and found out that he had gender cognitive impairment.

The Jiang family's parents took Jiang Yang to see many doctors, took a lot of medicine but failed to cure his gender cognitive impairment, and finally had to abandon the tuba and conceived a second child.

Jiang Yang is naturally jealous. When he was a child, he was jealous that Xia Xinying was more popular with adults than him. When he grew up, he was jealous that Xia Xinying was a real girl who was more popular with boys.

So from the beginning of Xia Xinying's love affair, every relationship will end without a problem before it even begins.

Xia Xinying is really innocent, she has never seen clearly how jealous this bamboo horse who grew up with her is, and naively regards Jiang Yang as a good 'sister' and a good 'best friend'.

Even those boys she had secretly loved, liked, and pursued ended up falling in love with Jiang Yang, she never doubted Jiang Yang's intentions.

Because Jiang Yang often said to her: "These stinky men can't even tell if I'm a man or a woman. They dare to say they like you. They look like scumbags and don't deserve you."

The naive Xia Xinying believed it.

Until Xia Xinying met Guan Lin.

Guan Lin is the nephew of the president of the Guan Group in Sijiu City. He is personable and handsome. Not only Xia Xinying likes it, but Jiang Yang also likes it.

But compared to Xia Xinying simply liking Guan Lin, besides Guan Lin's face, he also likes Guan Lin because Xia Xinying likes Guan Lin.

And today was the first date between Xia Xinying and Guan Lin.

The man who had finished untying his hands sat in a wheelchair and was pushed out by the bodyguard. When he saw the man standing by the washstand in a daze... his eyes fell on the slender waist of the other party's grasping hands.

If it wasn't for opening his mouth just now and taking out his second child, he really wouldn't be able to tell that this is a man at all.

It's just, how can a man have such a thin waist?He thought to himself, then turned his eyes away and motioned for the bodyguard to push him over.

The washstand is multi-person.

Qiu Yun was immersed in his thoughts, when he suddenly heard movement beside him, he gathered his mind and turned his head to take a look, turned off the faucet, took a deep breath, and then turned and walked towards the restaurant.

As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, a petite figure ran up to him.

"Yangyang, where have you been?" The visitor directly grabbed his wrist, crying while panting, "I couldn't find you anywhere, I only found your bag and mobile phone on the sink in the bathroom, and I thought you met someone When it was in danger, I almost called the police..."

As the other party said, he threw himself into his arms, and raised his hand to hug his waist - a hand stretched out from behind, grabbed the little girl's collar, pulled her into his arms, and said in a warm voice: "I found you!" Enough."

Qiu Yun followed the prestige, met a pair of disgusted eyes, frowned slightly, and was about to speak when the other party's expression changed slightly: "Uncle, are you eating here too?"

The wheelchair ran over the clean floor, carrying a cold sandalwood fragrance, without even giving Guan Lin a look, letting the bodyguards push them past the three of them.

Qiu Yun noticed that the corners of Guan Lin's lips twitched, and felt relieved, and stepped forward to take the small silver sequined bag that Xia Xinying was carrying: "Yingying, I'm not feeling well, I'm going back first."

He didn't deliberately pinch his voice, showing Jiang Yang's slightly hoarse voice due to pinching his voice all year round. Guan Lin's face changed drastically in shock, and he took several steps back while hugging Xia Xinying.

"You, are you a man?!"

"No, no." Xia Xinying knew that Jiang Yang had a gender cognition disorder, so she quickly broke free from Guan Lin's arms and waved her hands to cover it up for him: "Yangyang is not feeling well."

Does Guan Lin believe this?

Qiu Yun glanced at Guan Lin, who was pale from shock, and his bored heart suddenly improved, the corners of his lips raised, and his eyes fell on the little girl who kept blinking at him: "Okay, Yingying, don't need to explain for me. "

He walked over, stretched out his hand to pat Guan Lin's shoulder, and the other party flicked away, but he didn't mind, and smiled slightly: "Treat Yingying well, if you let me know that you have failed her..." He left an unexplained Eyes, strode away.

Guan Lin's originally disgusted expression was as ugly as if he had eaten Xiang Xiang. His thin lips opened and closed several times, but he couldn't open his mouth when he wanted to say something. He just stared and watched people leave.

No wonder Guan Lin reacted like this.

When Qiuyun came, the three of them were eating.

And under the table, Jiang Yang's feet were hooking Guan Lin's legs. If Qiu Yun hadn't stopped his feet in time and said to go to the bathroom, the juice in Guan Lin's hand would have splashed on his face.

Walking out of the restaurant, the breeze is not dry, and the sun is just right.

He looked at the cars passing by in amazement, and then at the towering buildings, feeling in his heart: [Except for the dissatisfaction with this body, this world is a bit like the developed world of the previous one. 】

In the last world, a war of aggression broke out when he was 36 years old.

But at that time, his forces had almost occupied the entire Northeast Province, and the weapons and blueprints he researched were also sent to other anti-Japanese forces one after another, so the war only broke out for three years and ended.

As for Su Jinyuan...

The little mirror is right, Su Jinyuan's death is hard to say.

After visiting Yu Shanren, he and Su Jinyuan went back to Haicheng. Not long after leaving Huaicheng, they encountered Jincheng's army suppressing bandits. I have no choice but to send troops to help.

Since he took over the affairs of Haicheng, Su Jinyuan has been idle.

It is rare to encounter bandits now, and Su Jinyuan couldn't help but want to get out of the car to help, but just as he got out of the car, a stray bullet hit him in the chest.

If it weren't for the body armor, he would have been hit by a bullet for the second time.

Su Jinyuan, who is over 30 years old, seems to have exhausted his good luck and is plagued by bad luck. There will always be bullets shot from nowhere, hitting him again and again, so that Su Jinyuan hardly goes out in the end, and everything in Haicheng is up to him. Qiu Yun came to take care of it.

Even so, there would always be one or two assassins sneaking in to attack him.

So in the last life, the two of them really lived a dangerous life.

The little mirror sniffed the aura of the spirit approaching the immortal, and after struggling for a while, said in a low voice: 【Immortal, I smell his aura. 】

【Um? 】

Qiu Yun looked back in surprise, and was about to ask, when a black car stopped in front of him, the window was slowly lowered, revealing a deep and angular face.

"You..." The man in the car seemed a little hesitant, "Are you Guan Lin's friend?"

The low voice was thick and magnetic, mixed with a trace of imperceptible tension, not as cold as his face at all.

Isn't this the man in the bathroom covering his crotch for fear of being taken advantage of?

With one hand behind his back, he looked straight at the man who couldn't see the slightest nervousness, raised the corners of his lips, narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly: "Want to strike up a conversation?"

The author has something to say: I won’t write about the era, I will write it later.

感谢在2020-10-0823:14:39~2020-10-0921:46:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Anzi kisses one;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: demo の test, light rain, someone who wishes for longevity, ~(￣▽￣～)~, 1 bottle of Anzi Qinma;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!