Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

Qi Beisong slept until noon before waking up. Facing the strange bed, strange room and strange smell, his first thought was of course to wonder where he was.

Finally he remembered, and suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up.

The temperature in the house was very low, and the wooden windows were not airtight, so someone put cloth strips in the window seams to prevent the cold air from entering.A heater that looked like an electric fan was working at the head of the bed, the light was orange, and the warmth enveloped a small area around him.

Still cool, because he was stripped from the inside out.

There is such a smell on my body, and there are traces of drying up. Even though it is my own, I still need to take a shower quickly.

The limbs, especially the backs of the hands, still had self-destructive wounds from last night, but fortunately they were not serious, and there were still blood stains on the forehead, with thin scabs.

The sheets were in a mess, and it was obvious that someone wanted to change them, but he pressed on them like a dead pig, so they didn't change them.

There was a glass of cold water on the bedside, he grabbed it and drank it down, his thirsty throat felt a little better.

Then he wrapped up the quilt, curled up on the inner bed, and pronounced the first syllable with difficulty: "Cheng..."

He had already seen Cheng Ji shrinking outside the door, refusing to step in.

"...Are you okay?" He pushed back his forehead that was hanging in front of his eyes, and asked hoarsely.

"It's okay." Cheng Ji said.

"Come in and let me see."

"what?"

"Let me see." Qi Beisong said without doubt.

Cheng Ji moved more than half of his body in the crack of the door, his eyes wandered here and there, but he didn't look at him.

Qi Beisong breathed a sigh of relief: Cheng Ji's face was a little pale, and there was a dark shadow under his eyes, the rest of the body must have a full tail and no missing parts.

He has some fragments, he only remembers about one-third of what happened last night, but he knows how crazy he is and how serious he was.

"Are you hurt?" he asked softly.

"Don't worry, no." Cheng Ji blushed and pulled up the collar of the sweater, almost reaching his lips, "This... this high collar, no one else can see it."

"Did you undress me?" Qi Beisong asked.

"Well, because it's dirty." Cheng Ji said, "It can be washed, and the coat is still clean. I didn't dare to touch the cashmere sweater. You go back and find someone to dry clean it yourself."

Qi Beisong didn't care about the whereabouts of his clothes, he frowned and said, "Just throw it away, I seem to have told you not to wash clothes in cold water in winter."

Cheng Ji slowly turned his eyes to look at the sky: "No washing? Then how to erase the traces of crime? Do you know how exaggerated you are?"

"..."

Cheng Ji said, "You have so much fucking stock, it made me wash all morning."

Qi Beisong looked at him obsessively: "I'm sorry... baby."

Cheng Ji hurriedly took a step back: "I accept the first half of the sentence, don't talk nonsense about the second half, it's not good for people to hear. I don't care about me as an ordinary person, it's not good for you."

Qi Beisong smiled bitterly: "You still don't believe it, right?"

Of course Cheng Ji didn't believe it, he was also a man, and he knew that there wasn't a single word of sincerity in what he said at the critical moment.

He twisted his face away in embarrassment: "Come down quickly, I have to change the sheets, so that my godfather won't find out."

"So what if you find out?" Qi Beisong felt uncomfortable when he heard the word "godfather", and his tone was involuntarily sour.

Cheng Ji asked back: "If you take someone home to do that, what will happen if your father catches you? Come down and take a shower."

Before he could answer, he slipped out through the crack of the door again. The switch of the water heater was in the kitchen, and he had to go down to turn it on.

Qi Beisong looked at the empty door and heard the sound of him stepping on the wooden stairs going downstairs. He pulled up the quilt and said, "If you don't believe it, you don't believe it. Anyway, I will make it like this next time. It doesn't matter if I drink medicine or not. If you have too much stock, you can return it." It's not you because of you little bastard!"

Cheng Ji went upstairs, went to the bathroom, and said, "The water heater has been in service for more than ten years, and the water temperature may fluctuate. Be careful when you wash it."

Qi Beisong was wrapped up in a quilt smoothly and followed, like Cheng Ji's big tail.

He asked, "What about your stepfather?"

Cheng Ji said, "Still asleep down there."

"Still sleeping?" Qi Beisong was a little surprised, "How much medicine did the bastard in the bar give him?"

Cheng Ji smiled: "Thanks to him not waking up, otherwise there was so much movement last night, how can I explain it?"

"Why bother explaining, that's it." Qi Beisong said, "The raw rice is already cooked."

Cheng Ji lowered his head to test the water temperature, Qi Beisong leaned against the glass of the shower room and looked at him without blinking: the hair is still so short, the side face is still so handsome, but unfortunately the ambiguous red mole on the back of the neck is blocked by the sweater collar.

Qi Beisong suddenly stretched out his hand from under the quilt to pull his collar, and with a quick glance, he saw deep and shallow scars all over his snow-white neck.

Cheng Ji dodged in a hurry, blushing unconsciously: "What are you doing?"

"Tsk," Qi Beisong was actually quite satisfied, "I'm so damn caring!"

In the future, I will continue to work hard and carry forward, so I will continue to serve my daughter-in-law with this spirit.

"..." Cheng Ji said, "You are a fucking puppy!"

"Do you like puppies?" Qi Beisong asked with a smirk.

Cheng Ji pushed him away and went downstairs, and came up again in less than half a minute, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and then sharply chopped the knife at the bathroom door, which scared Qi Beisong.

"Last night..." Cheng Ji turned his head slowly, looking straight at someone for the first time, "In fact, I really wanted to chop you up like this."

"..."

"Later, I thought that you saved my life, so it would be disrespectful to chop you up."

"..."

The two looked at each other, Cheng Ji burst into a smile, and that frosty face suddenly became extremely vivid.

Qi Beisong also laughed.

As he said, it’s useless to avoid embarrassment when cooking raw rice and cooked rice. Cheng Ji is not the kind of person who will seek death when touched, and holding a knife is just for fun.

Anyway, things like gourd babies have happened to many boys when they were young and ignorant. For example, when a few high school students hid at their classmates’ homes to watch a small movie, in short, it’s not big, there’s nothing to be pretentious about, and besides, Qi Beisong was raped by someone. medicine.

"Just treat it like I've been prostituted for nothing, Mr. Qi?" Cheng Ji sharply raised his knife, willing to make a joke.

"Screw a few eggs." Qi Beisong said maliciously, "If you want to whore, I will prostitute you!"

Cheng Ji smiled and said, "You want to fight for this?"

He thought to himself that you can't prostitute me, according to the setting of this world, I can have a baby, you have to be careful to kill me if you prostitute me.

He didn't even notice that there was a bit of coquettishness in his tone, Qi Beisong heard it, and changed his words without hesitation: "You prostitute me!"

You have to have face with anyone, but you can't have face with your baby. How much is face worth?

The water temperature was about the same, Cheng Ji asked Qi Beisong to peel off the quilt and go in, and said: "I'm drying your underwear by the stove downstairs, and it can be done in less than two hours. Order something to eat, and go back early after eating."

"Drive me away?" Qi Beisong was not happy.

"Is your company okay?" Cheng Ji asked.

"fine."

Even if something big happened, Qi Beisong was unwilling to go back now.

He rushed under the shower head naked, Cheng Ji wanted to leave, but he refused to let him, with the excuse that he could not adjust the water temperature, so Cheng Ji had to hold the quilt and wait, feeling like a servant waiting for the young master to take a bath.

Qi Beisong has been well-trained and has a really good figure. His shoulders are broad and strong, his waist is flexible and strong, without a trace of fat, and his legs are long and straight.

And he didn't shy away from it, just standing upright for Cheng Ji to see.The ordeal yesterday broke through his last hesitation, and he swore that he would become more shameless day by day.

Cheng Ji has no eyesight, either to observe the stains on the ceiling or to study the missing tiles on the floor, because he still remembers the touch of Qi Beisong's chest, which is very strong, and it is easier to touch than his own...

He moved quietly to the bathroom door, but was stopped by Qi Beisong: "The water is so cold!"

Cheng Ji hurriedly went down to look at the water heater, and sure enough it was not burning. He shouted at Qi Beisong to let him turn on the tap again, but no matter how he tried, the old electric appliances went on strike as soon as they said they were on strike.

He had no choice but to go upstairs, and saw that Qi Beisong had already dried his body and wrapped himself in a quilt.

There is no heating in the noodle restaurant, but today the weather is fine and the snow is melting outside, and the indoor temperature is even lower than usual.Qi Beisong took a half-warm, half-cold shower and couldn't help sneezing.

After hitting him twice, Cheng Ji asked him, "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Qi Beisong shook his head, he had to bear the cold.

"It's better not to be cold." Cheng Ji had no choice but to say, "It's cold because of kidney deficiency, which means that you have been tested for a long time."

"It's against you." Qi Beisong scolded with a smile, "I'll think about talking to me in the future, and if I say something wrong, I'll fucking want to whore!"

"Get lost." Cheng Ji also smiled and asked, "Would you like to put on my clothes first?"

"I think it's too small." Qi Beisong said proudly.

Cheng Ji went to the kitchen to cook noodles for Qi Beisong, and the latter followed in less than 3 minutes, he was happy!

The kitchen of the noodle shop is very new, and it is usually well-maintained, so there is no greasy or smelly surroundings. Qi Beisong is the first time in his life to step into the back kitchen of such a small street shop, and he feels quite warm.

The only dissatisfaction was seeing Cheng Ji washing vegetables under the cold water faucet in the kitchen, his hands were red from the cold, and he couldn't help but say a few words to him.

Cheng Ji turned a deaf ear to it, took out the vegetables in the water basin, and buried himself in the chopping until the chopping board creaked.

In his previous life, he worked as a support force in high-altitude areas for a year. The conditions there were difficult, and he couldn’t keep up with supplies when he went out on missions. He had to cook snow if he wanted to drink hot water. It's nothing.Being afraid of the cold and being able to tolerate the cold are two different things.

Qi Beisong suddenly asked: "Did you have a good time last night?"

Cheng Ji almost cut off his finger, and it took a while before he answered the question: "...I'm so tired!"

"Did I trick you?" Qi Beisong asked again, and made a hinting gesture.

It's done, but Cheng Ji won't admit it.

"Is it comfortable?" Qi Beisong decided to break the casserole and ask the end.

"..."

Cheng Ji Gao raised the knife and wanted to chop it again, Qi Beisong quickly shut up!

It seems to be comfortable, but because of the comfort and being forced, I feel embarrassed after waking up.

Qi Beisong caught a glimpse of the Ninety-Five Supreme with a golden shell beside the cash register, who probably sent it to Lao Geng, and he was not polite, so he opened it and stuffed it into his mouth first: "Come on, let's smoke first afterward." I respect you."

It was the first time Cheng Ji heard the word "you" from him, and he was really shocked.

He was not addicted to cigarettes, so he smoked whenever he could, and asked, "Then why don't you light it for Dad?"

Qi Beisong made a straight face on purpose: "Don't talk nonsense, do you know who my father is?"

He rummaged through the checkout counter but couldn't find a lighter, so he ran to the gas stove to light a cigarette. When he turned around, he saw Cheng Ji was still smoking, so he cupped his face, leaned closer, the cigarette butts touched, the dim light was faint, and he wanted to Pass the fire on.

Cheng Ji opened his eyes unconsciously, Qi Beisong's suddenly enlarged face was all in his sight.

Qi Beisong's eyelashes were drooping at first, but when he raised them suddenly, he looked straight at him, and sparks danced in his dark eyes.

Cheng Ji dodged backwards, and Qi Beisong pinned the back of his head until the cigarette butt was lit.

"What are you hiding from?" Qi Beisong took a breath and asked listlessly.

"Fuck..." Cheng Ji blushed, holding onto the smoke on his lips, "I have hands..."

"I'm happy to serve you~" Qi Beisong sprayed smoke around his neck, and said with a smile, "You just enjoy~"

I thought the world of the two would continue for a while, but at this time someone knocked on the door outside the store.

Huangcun is a tourist area, and the landscape is planned in a unified manner. All shops must install antique wooden doors outside the glass doors. They are closed when they are closed and opened when they are open. The young woman shouted loudly: "Old Geng! Open the door! Don't be too lazy to get maggots!"

It's Zhang Chunyu from Changkang Hospital!

Sister Yu knows Qi Beisong!Qi Beisong is disheveled!

Cheng Ji's expression changed all of a sudden, and he hurriedly pulled Qi Beisong to hide him upstairs in the room. Suddenly, Old Geng, who was snoring a second ago on the table of the Eight Immortals, cheated for no reason, and flew over to open the door!

"Godfather!" Cheng Ji whispered to stop him, but it was too late.

Old Geng is probably still sleepwalking, but he was called by the mission, and his body overtook his brain to act.

Zhang Chunyu bumped in, swearing and swearing, and it was obvious that he had messed around a lot when he was young: "Fuck, old Geng, you are lazy!"

Cheng Ji had no choice but to hide Qi Beisong behind her back, and called out, "Sister Yu."

"According to seniority, you should be called aunt!" Zhang Chunyu wiped some dirt outside the door, and was dusting with her head down. When she finished dusting, she raised her head, her jaw couldn't close.

Qi Beisong frowned. Of course he had seen Vice President Zhang, but he couldn't remember where. After all, Cheng Ji was the only one in Changkang Hospital worthy of his attention.

Old Geng opened the door in a daze, without saying a word, rolled on the table and continued to sleep, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Sister Yu stood there dumbfounded, her eyes followed Qi Bei Songji's bare feet pulling the slippers, up to her bare calves, then to the quilt wrapped in balls, and then to Mr. Qi's face that was obviously indulged overnight, and That languid smoking posture... In the end, she looked at Cheng Ji who also didn't know how to react.

"You...he...?" Sister Yu hesitated to speak.

"I...he..." Cheng Ji also stammered.

"..." Sister Yu rushed towards Cheng Ji, grabbed him and ran out the door until she turned the corner, before asking, "You...does he... have any protective measures??"

"No! No, no, yes!" Cheng Ji said, "No, no, no!"

"Huh??" Sister Yu didn't believe it.

"Really not!" Cheng Ji was so embarrassed that he turned his head and walked into the shop.

"Don't lie to me, my mother is a doctor!" Sister Yu chased after her in a low voice, "I told you not to make children, did my mother give you science education for nothing last time?"

"Please, save me some face!" Cheng Ji also begged in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chunyu was not the worst!Within half a minute, two more cars followed her car, both of which were black Land Rover that Cheng Ji looked familiar with!

Cheng Ji wanted to run back and tell Qi Beisong to avoid him, but she was held back by Sister Yu and couldn't get away. The people on the Land Rover were well-trained, and they jumped out nimbly as soon as the door opened.

So they reunited happily in the limited business area of ​​Huangcun Zhongyi Renyong Noodle Restaurant.

They are: Qi Beisong, President of Hongsheng Group,

Zheng Haiping, Director of Operations of Qi’s Mansion, Assistant to the President of Hongsheng Group (concurrently),

Lei Jing, Director of the Special Assistant Department of Hongsheng Group,

Chen Chuan, Wang Beifeng, Zhao Jiarui, Special Assistant Department of Hongsheng Group,

As well as Cheng Ji, godson of the owner of Zhongyi Renyong Noodle Shop in Huangcun Village, and Zhang Chunyu, vice president of Changkang Hospital.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Cheng Ji's face turned pale and then red, red and then white; Qi Beisong was wrapped in a quilt, and he breathed out clouds calmly.

Wang Beifeng and Zhao Jiarui's minds had been empty, Lei Jing looked at his second ancestor, Zheng Haiping silently pressed Chen Chuan's hand to hold the hand of 200 people in the WeChat group.

Those people originally came to have a meeting with Zhang Chunyu, and the main content of the meeting was to discuss the relationship between Cheng Ji and Qi Beisong.The reason why the meeting venue was chosen here was because I wanted to have a meal by the way, and Zheng Haiping wanted to ask Lao Geng about the secret recipe for making the chili sauce.

There is no need to discuss it now, but anyone who is not blind can tell that these two shameless people slept last night.