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

Lu Chenhan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Avoid? Avoid what?"

These days, he and him are almost inseparable, what else needs to be avoided?

Or is he hiding something from himself?

Lu Chenhan narrowed his eyes, and asked questioningly: "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Song Chubai quickly shook his head, "No."

What can he hide from him?

Well...except for the fact that he's a spy.

"Then what do we need to avoid?" Lu Chenhan asked again.

Song Chubai blinked, and said with a bit of cuteness: "Aren't you going to meet your boyfriend?"

"Huh?" Lu Chenhan smiled angrily, "What boyfriend?"

After a pause, he seemed to think of something, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"You overheard my phone call."

Song Chubai quickly waved his hands and denied, "I didn't eavesdrop."

After glancing at Lu Chenhan, he said in a low voice, "Obviously, I listened openly."

Although his back was facing him, but there was only such a small distance, some voices would naturally fall into his ears.

Lu Chenhan clicked his tongue softly, then sat beside him, and explained: "I don't have any boyfriend."

It's just that grandma misunderstood that he had a boyfriend, and I don't know where this ridiculous rumor came from, but it even reached the old man.

If you let him know, huh, huh.

Lu Chenhan laughed, and a dangerous light flashed across his eyes.

Hearing Lu Chenhan's explanation, Song Chubai was stunned for a moment, a strange surprise crossed his mind for no reason.

He didn't know why he felt a little happy.

Soon, he felt ashamed of himself for being so little happy.

For a master like Lu Chenhan who is domineering and has an uncertain temper, how difficult is it to find a boyfriend?

So he shouldn't be happy.

Song Chubai told himself this in his heart, then stretched out his hand, patted Lu Chenhan's shoulder and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, you will definitely have a boyfriend."

After he cures his illness, he should be able to get a boyfriend.

These words fell into Lu Chenhan's ears, as if they had another meaning.

There must be a boyfriend + he likes him = he wants to be his boyfriend.

Such an equation was established in Lu Chenhan's mind, and it also made him curl his lips, and his eyes flashed with interest, "If that's the case, then you and I will go back to see grandma."

Grandma insisted on letting him bring his boyfriend home, since Song Chubai wanted to be her boyfriend so much, then there was no harm in taking him back.

He grabbed his wrist, tapped the middle of his wrist with his index finger, and said meaningfully: "After you go, you have to behave well."

Lu Chenhan didn't give Song Chubai a chance to refuse at all, so he took him back to the old house that night.

Grandma Lu knew that Lu Chenhan was going to bring her boyfriend home, so she specially prepared a large table of meals for her.

After seeing Song Chubai, Grandma Lu felt that this child was satisfactory.

"My child." Grandma Lu grabbed Song Chubai's hand and patted it, "Thank you for your hard work."

He knows his grandson's temperament, and it's nice to say that he is proud, but his real temperament is arrogant, self-willed, moody, uncertain, in short, he is not a good person.

She was once worried that her grandson would die alone, so from the very beginning, she made up her mind that whether her grandson was looking for a woman or a man, as long as he really liked him, she would support her.

Even if he likes it, it may not be what she appreciates.

But this problem disappeared when he saw Song Chubai.

The young man in front of him had bright eyes, and he seemed to be kind-hearted.

Grandma Lu smiled and looked at Song Chubai with a kind face, she almost wrote the words "granddaughter-in-law" on her face.

Seeing that Song Chubai was so attractive to grandma, Lu Chenhan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

"Grandma, let me introduce you." Lu Chenhan walked up to Song Chubai and grabbed his wrist, "This is Song Chubai."

Grandma Lu smiled and nodded, "That's a good name, that's a good name."

Song Chubai scratched his head, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's the parents who got it."

Facing the enthusiasm of the old man, Song Chubai really didn't know how to respond, so he could only smile and nod.

Grandma Lu dragged Song Chubai to the dining table, and warmly greeted him to eat.

The small bowls in front of him were almost piled up like a hill, all of which were dishes picked up by Grandma Lu.

Song Chubai ate with his head buried, he was embarrassed to raise his head the whole time, after all, he could see the "hill" in front of him as soon as he raised his head, he really couldn't stand it.

Sitting next to him, Lu Chenhan had a smile on his lips, and his eyes didn't move away from Song Chubai's body.

Song Chubai's eating makes people very appetizing, and Lu Chenhan thinks that if he goes to start a food broadcast, many people should watch it.

The deep-fried golden prawns were rolled into the mouth, and a tinge of pink was faintly visible. As the cheeks bulged and chewed, the fair little face seemed to be stained with a touch of blush.

The slender eyelashes fluttered, and under the light, there was a heart-pounding fragility.

Without any surprise, Lu Chenhan became hungry.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a dark light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a golden shrimp, and put it in Song Chubai's bowl, "Eat more."

He likes the way he eats, it gives him an appetite.

As for whether this appetite is only for the table full of food, or for Song Chubai himself, perhaps even Lu Chenhan himself doesn't know.

Song Chubai tilted his head to look at Lu Chenhan, and silently spit out the word "oh".

Grandma Lu watched the interaction between the two with a smile, and she liked Song Chubai more in her heart.

I don't know where my grandson is so lucky to have such a good boyfriend.

After one dinner, Song Chubai couldn't walk anymore.

He was half lying on the sofa, with his little hands resting on his stomach in discomfort.

When Lu Chenhan saw him like this, he knew that he was fed up again.

He walked to him and sat down, stretched out his big hand naturally, put it on his stomach, and rubbed his stomach gently.

"Tsk." He tutted softly, "Are you full again?"

Song Chubai wrinkled his little face. He actually didn't want to eat too much, but Grandma Lu was too enthusiastic. He couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the old man, so he could only eat all the food that Grandma Lu gave him.

Eating and eating, I can't hold it anymore.

"Hmm..." Song Chubai moaned softly, the corners of his eyes seemed to be stained with water, "I won't eat so much again."

The feeling of being full is really uncomfortable.

Lu Chenhan's eyes flickered slightly, this time he didn't refute Song Chubai's words, but just responded with a low "Yes".

He lowered his eyes, looked at Song Chubai's slightly swollen stomach, and his throat moved.