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

Song Chubai only felt a big question mark on his forehead.

Who will tell him why the world is developing so fast?Is it almost time to start calling your husband?

No no no, it shouldn't be!

It must be He Zhicheng trying to test him!

He must not be tempted by this!

I thought so in my heart, but I called out very obediently, "Husband."

He Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, he just tried to tease him, but he didn't expect the little idiot to actually scream.

It has to be said that Song Chubai's honest and well-behaved performance put He Zhicheng in a good mood.

He hooked his lips and replied in a low voice: "Well, my husband is here."

Song Chubai: ...

Oops, goosebumps!

He couldn't help reaching out, touching Song Chubai's forehead, and then touching his own.

"I don't have a fever." Song Chubai muttered, why did he start talking nonsense?

He Zhicheng was silent for a second, grabbed Song Chubai's wrist, and said seriously and seriously: "I don't have a fever."

He stared intently at his face with deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through his face to see through his soul.

When Song Chubai heard this, his expression became even more strange.

"How can you talk nonsense if you don't have a fever?" He was really interested, and his expression was a little serious, "Why did you ask me to call you husband?"

"There are other options." The corner of He Zhicheng's mouth hooked up, as if he was in a good mood, "You chose this."

After being reminded by him, Song Chubai finally recalled that there was such a thing.

So he felt at ease again, and called out obediently and softly, "Brother."

He Zhicheng's eyes were dim, and his long eyelashes drooped down, casting a shadow on the slightly deeper eye sockets, covering the turbulent waves in the depths of his eyes, and seemed to hide something that people dare not explore .

"Don't call me husband anymore?"

The corners of his mouth curled up, his throat moved, and he seemed a little dissatisfied.

Before Song Chubai could reply, he let out a low sigh.

"Never mind."

As if convincing yourself.

"It's only the second day."

It was only two days since he had known him.

Although in He Zhicheng's view, they seemed to have known each other for a long time, the sense of unity that came from the depths of the soul made him tremble even if he took a look at him.

Not to mention physical dependence.

But for ordinary people, two days is probably a very short time.

He doesn't blame him for not being able to call him husband easily, but one day, he will let him call his husband willingly.

Thinking of this, He Zhicheng restrained the slight displeasure on his brows, and said instead: "Just call me brother."

Song Chubai didn't know what kind of psychological changes He Zhicheng had experienced, he just yelled following his words.

"elder brother--"

Cute and soft, like soft cotton candy, one bite is full of sweetness and softness.

He Zhicheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he lowered his head and lightly pecked the corner of Song Chubai's lips.

"It's so sweet, are you seducing me?"

Sure enough, he shouldn't be soft-hearted, he should suppress him until he honestly calls out "husband".

Song Chubai:? ?

Not to mention sweet or not, but he really didn't mean to seduce him!

That's not how he seduces talents!

In order to let He Zhicheng know that he was not seducing him, Song Chubai decided to cover up for him what is real seduction!