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

Song Chubai blinked, put his hands on Lu Chenhan's chest, with a cute expression.

He didn't want to escape, he hadn't completed the task yet, how could he escape.

Humans are really weird.

"I don't want to run away." Song Chubai said very honestly.

As for the previous sentence Lu Chenhan said, it was completely ignored by Song Chubai.

Seeing that Song Chubai was so well-behaved, Lu Chenhan nodded in satisfaction.

But at the same time, the lips moved closer, and unexpectedly, they touched Song Chubai's earlobe.

Song Chubai's body trembled uncontrollably, and an unprecedented numbness quickly spread to his limbs, causing him to bite his lip lightly.

"Boss Lu?" He called out, his voice tainted with an indescribable charm.

On top of this coquettishness, there was also a bit of coquettishness, that seductive gesture that seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, made Lu Chenhan's heart even hotter.

"I'm here." The voice was a little hoarse, and her lips kissed his earlobe without any scruples.

Although there were no more actions, it still made Song Chubai a little at a loss.

The hands that supported Lu Chenhan's chest exerted force and pushed.

"Mr. Lu, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Lu Chenhan raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "Didn't you just wake up?"

Song Chu's pale face turned red, he turned his head and said in a low voice, "I mean you should go to bed."

"I'm not sleepy yet." Lu Chenhan said lazily, "When I want to sleep, I will naturally fall asleep."

"Then when are you sleepy?" Song Chubai asked again, his voice was obedient and soft, which made Lu Chenhan's heart soften, and let him go temporarily.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and said lazily, "Are you still sleepy?"

Song Chubai shook his head honestly, "I'm not sleepy for now."

"That's right, play a game with me for a while."

Song Chubai complied, picked up the mobile phone next to him, and played the exciting "Glory" with Lu Chenhan. Although he was not very good at playing, Lu Chenhan was a master at this, and he took him away the whole time. Don't feel too good.

The night was getting dark, and the two were still playing games.

At the door, Grandma Lu tried her best to listen to the sound in the room, but the sound insulation of the room was improved, so she didn't hear any sound.

Grandma Lu stood up straight with some pity.

My own grandson, who is so barbaric, doesn't know what to do to Xiao Chu.

It seems that it is necessary for her to give her grandson the precious book that she has treasured for many years.

But this matter is not urgent, it is better to bring it to the grandson tomorrow morning.

Grandma Lu left the door while thinking. In the bedroom, Lu Chenhan vaguely heard footsteps. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Chubai and said, "Grandma is gone."

Song Chu's white ears were still a little red, so he obediently responded with "Yeah".

After a pause, he couldn't help but ask, "Why doesn't Grandma Lu come in?"

Hearing what Lu Chenhan meant, Grandma Lu stood at the door for a while, but she didn't choose to come in. It's really strange.

Hearing this, Lu Chenhan raised his eyebrows with great interest, "What are you doing here? Watch us play games?"

His eyes fell on Song Chubai's faintly exposed collarbone, and a dim light flashed across his eyes, "She may think we are playing another game."

Another game that he had heard was wonderful but had never tried.

Maybe, there is a chance to play with him.

Lu Chenhan suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and raised his hand to rub Song Chubai's hair. The furry touch wrapped his big hand, making him narrow his eyes happily.

"It's getting late." He said in a hoarse voice, "It's time to sleep."

Song Chubai glanced at the time, and before he knew it, it was already one o'clock.

I have to go to bed quickly, I have to go to work tomorrow.

So Song Chubai pulled the quilt, lay down on the bed in an instant, and said dryly, "Good night."

Then he closed his eyes, as if falling asleep.

Lu Chenhan, who was confused by Song Chubai's series of natural and coherent reactions, couldn't help but laugh.

So cute.Thinking in his heart, he put down his phone, lay down too, wrapped his arms around Song Chubai's waist from behind, and leaned into his ear at the same time, saying in a low voice, "Good night."

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Grandma Lu pulled Lu Chenhan aside with a mysterious expression, and handed him a book wrapped in kraft paper.

"Go back and study hard." Grandma Lu said in a rare and serious manner, and the hand that was holding Lu Chenhan was also tightened.

This is a good book that she has treasured for many years!

Lu Chenhan responded, but didn't take it too seriously, he took the book in his hand, and didn't even take a look at it.

After getting in the car, he casually put the book in the storage compartment in front of the co-pilot.

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After going to the Lu family's old house that day, Song Chubai found that Lu Chenhan's attitude towards him seemed to be better, of course, it was also a little strange.

He always looked at himself with a strange look, and every time he wondered if there was something strange on his face.

Besides this, there is something about Lu Chenhan's condition that bothers Song Chubai a little bit.

In the past few days, he has been using his working hours to learn about bipolar disorder. According to the available information, he can only find some ways to relieve bipolar disorder.

Such as taking medicine, or allowing patients to undergo psychotherapy.

Let alone taking medicine, he saw that Lu Chenhan had never taken medicine at all, and with his proud temperament, he might not be willing to take medicine.

That can only be treated through psychological counseling, but he can't do it at all.

Ask him to give psychological counseling to depressed sows, he will, but to give psychological treatment to humans, his eyes are so dark that he doesn't know anything.

Neither of these two paths worked, and the matter of saving the mission target seemed to have entered a stagnation stage again.

Song Chubai sighed a little, and couldn't help but take a look at Lu Chenhan, who caught off guard into his deep eyes.

He couldn't help but startled.

Lu Chenhan hooked his lips, "Sneaking at me again, huh?"

Song Chubai tilted his head and denied, "No."

"No?" The corners of Lu Chenhan's mouth curled up, "Then what are you doing now? Hmm? Isn't it just peeking at me?"

He folded his arms around his chest, his sharp eyes fell on Song Chubai's face, as if he wanted to see through him.

Song Chubai lowered his head slowly, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the roots of his ears seemed to be stained with a touch of red.

Then, his small bass sounded in the office.

"Ah."

After two seconds of silence, he seemed to have realized something again, raised his head, and looked at Lu Chenhan.

"But only for a peek."

It's really just a glance.

Lu Chenhan laughed lowly, bent down, and leaned in front of Song Chubai, with a somewhat sexy low voice.

"It's okay, I allow you to peek a little more."