Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

This completely unfamiliar feeling made Song Chubai a little dazed.

For a moment, he didn't know how to face Lu Chenhan, so he could only lower his head and silently followed his footsteps.

All the way silent, and soon returned to Lu's villa.

Lu Chenhan stepped into the house with his front foot, looked at Song Chubai who had just walked in with his back foot, and said, "Go and cook."

Song Chubai said "Oh", and after glancing at Lu Chenhan, he really went to cook.

He was hungry anyway, and there were a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, most of which he had only seen on TV but never eaten before.

He actually wanted to try what those ingredients tasted like.So...he also eats a bite when he cooks, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?

Seeing that Song Chubai was so well-behaved, Lu Chenhan further confirmed the fact that he wanted to be by his side.

Forget it, who made him soft-hearted?Just let him stay by your side for now.

Hmm...let him stay by my side until he gets bored.

Seeing Song Chubai enter the kitchen, Lu Chenhan was rarely interested in cooking.

He walked to the door of the kitchen, and seeing Song Chubai busy in the kitchen, he felt an unspeakable sense of peace from the bottom of his heart.

He has rarely experienced such a feeling.

Ever since he was diagnosed with depression, his life has been full of irritability and riots. If it wasn't for maintaining the clique that the Lu family has inherited, he would have destroyed the clique that made him fretful long ago.

Tranquility and tranquility, these two words never seemed to appear in his life.

But now, he felt a strange sense of peace and tranquility.

There is still a bit of warmth faintly.

very nice.Lu Chenhan pursed his lips, and the eyes he looked at Song Chubai were also tainted with a gentleness that he himself hadn't noticed.

When Song Chubai was ready to cook, he even took the initiative to help carry the dishes.

Song Chubai looked at him in surprise, only thought that he was extremely hungry, and silently added another spoonful of rice to his bowl.

I also pressed it with a spoon, and it was pressed very tightly. In this way, I should be able to eat, right?

Song Chubai glanced at Lu Chenhan, and could only see his back.

Holding two bowls of rice, he quickly followed his footsteps.

After setting the dishes and chopsticks, the two sat down facing each other.

In front of Lu Chenhan was a pile of rice that was almost piled up into a hill. On the other hand, Song Chubai's bowl was flat and loose, and there seemed to be very little rice.

Seeing the gap between the rice in the two bowls, Lu Chenhan curled his lips, and he was even more sure that Song Chubai liked him.

Almost all the rice was given to him, isn't that what he likes?

Looking at the table full of food, plus he is in a good mood now, Lu Chenhan rarely has a big appetite.

He picked up the chopsticks, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly uncontrollably, and the gloom between his eyebrows and eyes also subconsciously decreased a lot.

"Eat." He ordered, but his tone was unprecedentedly gentle.

Song Chubai let out an "oh", and didn't notice this change in Lu Chenhan at all. He picked up his chopsticks and couldn't wait to eat.

After dinner, Lu Chenhan seldom sat on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

Song Chubai who was next to him was also a little stuffed. Although he ate little rice, he ate a lot of vegetables. In addition, he had a small appetite, so he really felt a bit full right now.

Song Chubai sat on the other side of the sofa, carefully rubbing his stomach.

Lu Chenhan accidentally raised his eyes to see his movements, and a faint light flashed across his eyes.

"Is your stomach uncomfortable?" He actually asked proactively.

Song Chubai's body trembled slightly, and he was startled by Lu Chenhan's sudden sound. Annoyance flashed across his eyes, as expected, he was still not used to the feeling of being around others.

"I'm full." He explained in a low voice, a slight blush appeared on his porcelain white face.

"Come here." Lu Chenhan ordered.

Although Song Chubai didn't want to, but he couldn't disobey Lu Chenhan, so he could only move a little towards him.

It's really that little bit, not even half a slap away.

"Come here a little more." Lu Chenhan ordered again.

When he said this, there was already a touch of impatience in his eyes.

He has always been an impatient person, never repeating a sentence twice, but in front of Song Chubai, he seems to make an exception repeatedly.

This realization made Lu Chenhan feel even more depressed, and his face instantly became gloomy.

Song Chubai moved a little further.This time, it was about a slap away.

Lu Chenhan's eyes suddenly sank, and he simply did it himself, grabbed Song Chubai's arm, and pulled him towards him.

Song Chubai didn't notice it for a while, and just half threw himself into Lu Chenhan's arms.

Lu Chenhan hugged his waist, and the corners of his mouth lightly curled up, "You like throwing yourself into your arms so much?"

Another big hand was attached to Song Chubai's stomach.

His palm was so hot that Song Chubai could feel his temperature even through his clothes.

That piece of skin seemed to be on fire, following the temperature of his palm, it became hot.

Lu Chenhan rubbed his stomach lightly with his big hands, which was stronger than he did just now, but also more comfortable than when he rubbed himself just now.

So comfortable that Song Chubai couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

The color of Lu Chenhan's pupils gradually deepened a lot, and where Song Chubai couldn't see, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down.

He pursed his lips and continued to rub his stomach.

Song Chubai lowered his eyes halfway, his slender eyelashes cast a shadow on the eye sockets, and there seemed to be a touch of pink at the end of his eyes, showing a bit of fragility.

Lu Chenhan's throat moved, "Are you feeling better?"

He didn't realize it himself, but when he asked this question, his tone was rare and gentle.

Song Chubai nodded obediently, sat up straight, and a touch of gratitude appeared on his small face.

"Mr. Lu, thank you."

It really takes a little more strength to rub your stomach.

It's a pity that this body doesn't exercise much at ordinary times, which makes the body very weak and has little strength.

When the task is over, he can put exercise on the agenda, so that rubbing the bellies of cats and dogs will make them feel comfortable.

Thinking of the cats and dogs he loves, Song Chubai's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Brilliant and bright, like the Milky Way.

Lu Chenhan was almost hurt by the light in his eyes, he lowered his eyes, a possessive desire surged from the bottom of his heart.

I want to preserve this light and possess this beauty.

Thoughts like these kept rising from the bottom of my heart, and the eyes that looked at Song Chubai were also tinged with possessiveness.

Undercurrents surged in the depths of his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he took his hand and placed it on his lower abdomen.

"Now, it's your turn to rub it for me."

He leaned on the back of the sofa and relaxed his body, but the hand holding Song Chubai did not let go.