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

"No kiss." Lu Chenhan sat down, patted his thigh, "Sit over."

Song Chubai did not move.

Lu Chenhan narrowed his eyes, and said with a more emphatic tone: "Sit up."

Only then did Song Chubai walk over slowly.

Lu Chenhan grabbed his wrist, and with a little force, he hugged him into his arms.

With big arms around Song Chubai's slender waist, there was warmth in his arms, which made Lu Chenhan sigh in satisfaction.

"If you don't want to kiss me, then do something else?"

Lu Chenhan spoke with deep meaning, the corner of his mouth curled up, and the hand that was wrapped around Song Chubai's waist moved restlessly.

Song Chubai looked at Lu Chenhan blankly, do something else?what else can i do

Although Song Chubai was aware of his sexual orientation very early, but he has serious social fear, he has basically never chatted with the same sex, let alone other things, and he has never even watched a small movie, so naturally he does not know men What kind of way should be used to express the most primitive desire.

He blinked, tilted his head, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

When Lu Chenhan saw Song Chubai looking at him in a daze, the evil interest in his heart was aroused.

"Do something exciting."

"What?" Song Chubai's curiosity was aroused, and he kept asking.

Lu Chenhan's thumb rubbed against the soft flesh around his waist, causing an inexplicable tingling sensation.

Song Chubai resisted that strange feeling, and the bases of his ears were stained with crimson silently.

His body seemed to be disobedient to his brain, and his face began to feel hot.

The animal-like intuition made Song Chubai turn his head away, and whispered, "I'm not curious anymore."

There is always a feeling that if you continue to be curious, you will be swallowed up.

Lu Chenhan raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes fell on Song Chubai's red earlobe, his heart softened, and the kiss fell on the red earlobe that seemed transparent.

Song Chubai's body trembled uncontrollably, and the roots of his ears seemed to turn redder.

"Boss Lu..." The voice seemed softer than before, but it also made Song Chubai slightly startled.

He didn't seem to understand why his voice became so...um...inexplicable?

Lu Chenhan's lips moved down along the earlobe and landed on his collarbone.

For a moment, the depths of the pitch-black pupils seemed to be ignited with burning dark red flames, with a touch of scarlet, full of tyrannical and bottomless possessiveness, wrapped in control, floating in the eyes.

Lu Chenhan slowly raised his head and looked at Song Chubai.

His skin was very fair, the kind of milky white that would turn red when touched, obviously he didn't use much force, but left a little bit of bright red on the delicate collarbone.

It is so beautiful and touching, and it is enough to set off the huge waves that have never been known.

His chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing seemed to have stopped for a moment.

I want to dye that whiteness with a more tragic color, make that ignorant face full of lust, and let those innocent eyes fall into the trap of desire.

This kind of obscure and gloomy thought, at this moment, all came to my mind.

His reason is crumbling, his nerves are tense, and if he is a little careless, he will be lost forever.

Lu Chenhan slowly let go of his hand.

Half bowed his head, his voice hoarse, "Go out."

Song Chubai also felt that his body was weird, and his intuition reminded him that something beyond his cognition would happen if he stayed any longer, so he got up obediently, took steps, and walked out.

But when he walked to the door, he stopped, turned his head, and asked with some concern: "Do you need me to call a doctor for you?"

If you feel uncomfortable, you should see a doctor.

Lu Chenhan slowly raised his head, his eyes were stained with blood red at some point, he stared closely at Song Chubai, and smiled.

"The doctor can't save me."

He spoke very slowly.

"Nobody can save me."

Ever since he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, he knew that no one could save him.

He can only be trapped in that unstable mood, sometimes calm, sometimes irritable, sometimes emotionally high, sometimes falling into bottomless depression.

His brain seemed out of his control, and his emotions collapsed and reorganized again and again.

Lu Chenhan is very clear that everyone thinks he is a lunatic, whether it is a loyal subordinate or a relative with a blood relationship, they all think so.

"Ah."

Lu Chenhan laughed softly.

"No one can save me."

He repeated, stubborn and vulnerable.

Song Chubai's hand holding the doorknob paused.

He turned around and looked at Lu Chenhan.

"It can be saved."

There was a bit of determination on the small face.

He took a step forward, walked quickly to Lu Chenhan's side, and held his hand.

"It must be saved."

After a pause, he said again, "I'm here to help you cure your illness."

"Cure?" Lu Chenhan repeated, and laughed again, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know." Song Chubai was never clearly aware of his mission for a moment.

Lu Chenhan is a good person, he shouldn't be troubled by bipolar disorder, he should have a brighter future.

Although Lu Chenhan didn't say anything, Song Chubai who had been following him knew very well that the Lu Group's board of directors was ready to kick Lu Chenhan out under the name of "manic depression".

The bipolar disorder based on extremely unstable emotions and even the possibility of hurting others is not suitable for being the president of a large group. This is the reason for those people, but they don't care that Lu Chenhan has never made any wrong decisions.

He has never affected the development of the entire group because of his illness.

But people seem to be like this, they can always find some reason to kick out the existence they think is dangerous.

Song Chubai pursed his lips lightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"I can cure you." He repeated stubbornly, leaned forward, and kissed Lu Chenhan's lips.

Since Qiqi said that his kiss can calm Lu Chenhan, then let's do it.

This was the first time Song Chubai kissed Lu Chenhan on his own initiative.

Different from Lu Chenhan's kiss which is domineering and wanton, Song Chubai's kiss is gentle and careful, yet gentle and firm.

It was as if a ray of breeze blew across Lu Chenhan's barren wasteland, and suddenly, a sprout broke out from the barren gray land, hoping to start from this one sprout.No, it should be, that ray of breeze began to spread across his world.

Lu Chenhan lowered his head slowly, as if surrendered by his gentleness.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, he devoured the sweetness that belonged to him, and then... turned back.

Song Chubai's body suddenly flew into the air, he subconsciously put his arms around Lu Chenhan's neck, and looked at him, with a little mist floating out of his extremely beautiful pupils.

Lu Chenhan hugged him and entered the lounge in the office.

This is the president's exclusive lounge, and no one will come in, which means that no one will bother them.