The protagonist loves me too much how to break [Quick Transmigration]

Ye Jianqing raised his eyes to look at the two of them. Mr. Ye had a smile on his wrinkled face, and Aunt Zhang's eyes were filled with joy. The two got together, and the more they talked, the more outrageous they were, as if Xiang Zhen was really pregnant.

Mr. Ye looked at Ye Jianqing, gossiping: "Really? Have you asked Zhenzhen? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up, or I'll let Lao Wang's grandson come and see—"

Ye Jianqing said directly: "No."

The old man stared at him, thinking that he was a disappointment, and became angry again: "How do you know it is not? You are not a doctor, can you have some confidence in yourself!"

confidence?Ye Jianqing is very confident in his ability, but the problem is that he and Xiang Zhen are not husband and wife at all.

Ye Jianqing: "He's still young, not to mention we've been using contraception."

"contraception?"

This sentence was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue to the old man, and old man Ye stood up with a livid face, picked up his hand and threw it at Ye Jianqing: "You bastard, how dare you let him use contraception!"

Ye Jianqing turned his face away, and the cane was thrown out, smashing the sketches hanging on the wall.

"He's still young, what can he do if he doesn't use contraception?"

The old man became very angry and unreasonable: "You are going to kill my great-grandson!" As if Ye Jianqing was a murderer, he was so indignant.

Ye Jianqing said indifferently: "It's not an embryo, so don't worry about your great-grandson."

"You:" Mr. Ye fell down clutching his heart, Mrs. Zhang quickly went to his jacket pocket to get medicine, poured water for him to take, patted his chest and back to let him breathe, "Don't be angry, you're too angry How can I play tricks on my grandson in the future?"

Mr. Ye leaned on the back of the chair and said tremblingly: "You, you are trying to piss me off! But even if you want to piss me off, you have to let me see the successors of the Ye family before I kick my legs!"

Ye Jianqing sighed, and said to himself that your grandson and I have nowhere to go, so don't think about your great-grandson.

He thought of Xiang Zhen's abnormality today, and worried that it was his insistence on going into the bedroom last night that offended him.

I went upstairs to the study to deal with official business, but I couldn't read the documents at all, so I had to take advantage of the meeting to come out to breathe, but found that Xiang Zhen was lying on the railing in the corridor in a daze.

He was wearing a white T and jeans, with a narrow waistline, a straight buttocks, and his straight and slender legs in the blue jeans, so beautiful that people wanted to hug him tightly.

Ye Jianqing called out: "Xiang Zhen?"

Xiang Zhen turned his head, his small face was even cuter than the panda cub on his clothes, he was stunned for a while, then he realized and ran away.

Ye Jianqing caught him back: "Why, I'm so scary that you run away when you see it?"

Xiang Zhen looked at the floor dejectedly, revealing the soft and white nape of his neck. Ye Jianqing wanted to pinch it, but held back. After waiting for a while, he heard Xiang Zhen say: "You can sleep on the bed from now on, don't sleep anymore. Sofa."

Ye Jianqing was stunned, then thought it was funny, and pinched his cheek: "Just to say this, as for running away when you see me?" He saw that Xiang Zhen's expression was wrong, and the smile on his face faded, "Why did you suddenly change your mind? Is it? Did grandpa say something to you?"

Xiang Zhen let out a cry, completely out of the situation: "What?"

Seeing that it had nothing to do with grandpa, but Xiang Zhen's own intention, Ye Jianqing couldn't restrain the corner of his mouth from rising: "This is what you promised, and you must not go back on your word in the future."

Xiang Zhen choked for a moment, of course he knew that he agreed, but Ye Jianqing's emphasis always made him feel weird, and his face felt a little hot unconsciously.

Why did it look like he begged Ye Jianqing to come to sleep?

But Xiang Zhen also wanted to understand now.

Ye Jianqing should like him a little bit, and he also likes Ye Jianqing a little bit.

Then, just let it be, there is no need to make unnecessary resistance.

It's just sharing the same bed, nothing more.

it's nothing.

Xiang Zhen told himself this for the thousandth time.

That night, Ye Jianqing really finished the video conference early, washed up and went to bed.

He was already handsome and heroic. He had just finished washing, and his whole body was clean.With his half-dry head resting on the pillow, his dark and bright eyes stared at Xiang Zhen, making his body stiff.

Xiang Zhen dawdled for a while, then lowered his head and lifted the quilt to get on the bed. As soon as he lay down, he felt a warm embrace surrounding him.

"Really, I'm so happy."

"Be quiet when you're happy."

"what?"

Seeing him pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, Xiang Zhen couldn't help but glared: "You know it in your heart."

Ye Jianqing was a little puzzled, he really didn't understand what Xiang Zhen was talking about, but what did it matter, anyway, he was happy today.

He hugged Xiang Zhen's slender and soft body, and pulled him into his arms with a strong but gentle force, not as uncomfortable as before. Xiang Zhen exhaled and closed his eyes to sleep.

He brainwashed himself, go to sleep, go to sleep, he will know nothing when he falls asleep.

Xiang Zhen has already convinced himself, but after all, things are unpredictable.

In the early morning of the next day, after breakfast, Mr. Ye, who was ready to watch the young couple's affectionate little day, stood at the door leaning on a cane, and secretly opened the door expectantly.

However, when he saw the picture inside the house, his expression changed drastically.

Mrs. Zhang was also embarrassed, who would have thought that Ye Jianqing and Xiang Zhen would sleep in separate beds?

The old man looked deeply at Ye Jianqing who was sleeping on the sofa. The more he looked, the more angry he became, and finally he yanked his crutch towards Ye Jianqing.

The solid wooden crutch hit the armrest of the sofa, making a loud noise.

Xiang Zhen was awakened, and sat up abruptly. When he met his grandfather's gaze, he subconsciously trembled. He thought that he had offended his grandfather by oversleeping, and was about to apologize when he heard his grandfather say: "Xiang Zhen, Jian Qing Even if there is something wrong, you can't just sleep with him in a separate bed and let him sleep on the sofa right after you get married? You are fooling around!"

Xiang Zhen was confused and hesitant, touched the unpopular bed beside him, and then looked at Ye Jianqing who woke up from the sofa.

The whole person is split.

Xiang Zhen was shocked, he clearly remembered that he let Ye Jianqing go to bed yesterday, why did he suddenly go to sleep on the sofa?Xiang Zhen wanted to rush out of bed to argue with Ye Jianqing, but as soon as he got out of bed, he saw the old man who had to be supported when he walked, rushing towards Ye Jianqing with vigorous strides, picking up the ebony walking stick, he was about to slap him: "You are not worth it!"

Dare to love the old man who usually pretends to be weak and rely on the old to sell the old, but when he is really angry, he is really old and strong.

Xiang Zhen watched the stick fall on Ye Jianqing, he didn't even try to hide, just stood with his eyes lowered and let the old man vent, he was scared but also a little distressed, he jumped out of bed and pulled him behind him, loudly said: "Grandpa, Don't hit him!"

The old man was so angry that he swung his staff, and the stick was about to fall on Xiang Zhen, who knew that Ye Jianqing would turn around and protect him behind him, Xiang Zhen frowned anxiously and pushed him, and said in a low voice: "Are you stupid, won't you hide when you are beaten?" ?”

Ye Jianqing said: "You are rather stupid, why come up to join in the fun at this time?" He hugged Xiang Zhen tightly, like hugging a unique treasure, pressed his head into his arms, covered his ears with his hands, but Xiang Zhen The other ear was pressed against his chest, and the sound of the stick being drawn against his back could still be clearly heard.

He wanted to break free, but Ye Jianqing hugged him tightly, stronger than holding him every night, making Xiang Zhen unable to move at all.

"Crack-crack-crack-crack-"

The stick fell like a torrential rain, and every stroke was exhausted, every stroke caused Ye Jianqing's tall body to shake slightly, but his arm around Xiang Zhen did not loosen at all.

Xiang Zhen heard the old man scolding in an old hoarse voice, scolding Ye Jianqing for being an asshole, scolding him for not living up to his expectations, scolding him for deliberately trying to kill off his family's children and grandchildren, so Xiang Zhen was amazed by the severity of his words.

He raised his eyes, and Ye Jianqing also lowered his eyes to look at him, he smiled and comforted him, like a boy gazing at the precious flower in his bosom in the snowstorm.

Xiang is really uncomfortable.

After about 10 minutes, Mr. Ye finally gave up. He threw away his cane and left the room with the help of his servants.

When Xiang Zhen heard the door close, he knew that everything was over, but his body trembled uncontrollably. He had never seen such a terrible scene since he grew up.Ye Jianqing rubbed his head, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Can you walk by yourself? If you can, go back to bed by yourself. Don't be afraid, it's fine."

Xiang Zhen saw that Ye Jianqing's body was stiff and motionless, he could only stand there panting for breath, and understood that his body was in severe pain.He held Ye Jianqing's hand firmly, and led him back to the bed under the other's surprised gaze.

Xiang Zhen's three views have been shattered, he thinks his mother is domestic violence, okay?In other words, he didn't need to think that this was domestic violence.

But I've never heard of intergenerational relatives, how could a grandfather put such a heavy hand on his grandson?

Is this really my grandpa?