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

Song Chubai raised the corners of his mouth, and with a bright smile, he said, "My dear."

Two words, sweet and obedient, and a little greasy, how suitable for the identity of "president"!

He Zhicheng: ...

At the same time Song Chubai said this, the system that never spoke during missions suddenly spoke.

【Host, you are too enthusiastic. 】

Song Chubai snorted noncommittally, "I love him, what's wrong with being more enthusiastic?"

The system was silent for a second, then said again: "You have only known him for less than 24 hours."

"Who said that?" Song Chubai retorted, "I've clearly known him for four worlds."

This is the fifth world, or maybe, he knew him earlier, but he didn't remember.

Song Chubai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the slender eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the light in his eyes.

The system was silent for a long time this time, and only after a full minute did it say: "You know?" The mission targets are all the same person.

"En." Song Chubai responded.

Just at this time, He Zhicheng also spoke.

"Impossible." He rejected his "beautiful baby" proposal just now.

The system fell silent again, as if it never existed.

Song Chubai also pulled away from the conversation with the system, looked at He Zhicheng again, and snorted softly.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Set a small goal first, let He Zhicheng call himself "good boy"!

He Zhicheng stared straight at Song Chubai, trying to find evidence from his face that he was deceiving him.

but no……

He only saw frankness and honesty on his face, as well as liking that he still couldn't understand.

Does he really like himself?Such thoughts could not help popping up in He Zhicheng's mind.

In fact, it makes sense when you think about it, he is better than He Lian in everything, and there is some reason why Song Chubai likes him.

Thinking of this, He Zhicheng curled his lips, as if he was a little satisfied.

"You can try."

As he spoke, his eyes moved down slightly, and he caught the red mark that was hidden by the collar of his shirt but faintly appeared because of Song Chubai's bending over.

That was the trace he left last night.

The bright red dotted on the fair skin is so seductive and seductive, He Zhicheng can't help but recall the sweetness touched by his lips last night, and the delicateness touched by his fingertips.

Even... the tingling sensation brought by the touch.

Just thinking about it made his heart tremble.

He Zhicheng rolled his Adam's apple, and blurted out a sentence without thinking.

"Sit up."

He patted his thigh.

After he finished speaking, he realized what he had said, his lips were drawn into a line, and he was about to explain, but he saw Song Chubai come around and sat down on his lap.

At the same time, he wrapped his arms around his neck with one hand, and grabbed his wrist with the other.

"Uncle, is this okay?" Song Chubai blinked and smiled slyly.

Isn't it skin hunger?He couldn't believe that he even took the initiative to sit up, and he wasn't hungry for himself yet!

Song Chubai looked expectantly, and looked at He Zhicheng with a hint of excitement, as if saying, "Come and hug me".

He Zhicheng's body was a little stiff, but his big hands honestly clasped Song Chubai's slender waist.

"Do you know what you're doing?" His voice was hoarse than ever before.

Song Chubai nodded seriously, "I know."

He moved closer slightly, and breathed warmly on He Zhicheng's ears.

"I like Uncle." He whispered, "So, give me a hug, okay?"