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

Song Chubai parked his bicycle, then pulled his clothes and walked inside.

This seems to be the first time he has come to a bar alone, um... I always feel that this kind of crowded place is not suitable for him.

Feeling apprehensive, Song Chubai walked inside.

He was dressed in overalls, and he was out of tune with the well-dressed men and women in this bar.

Just entering the bar, colorful lights flashed in front of his eyes, making his eyes hurt a bit.

Song Chubai took two steps to the side and was patted on the shoulder.

"You're here." The man said, grabbing his arm, "Follow."

Song Chubai looked over and vaguely guessed that this person should be the one who called him. The high-pitched voice sounded exactly the same as on the phone.

The man was wearing tight pants, and his legs were thin, but the shape of his legs was a bit ugly. In addition, his yellow hair was dyed, so he always had a non-mainstream feeling.

Song Chubai was distracted, not noticing that they went straight up to the second floor and arrived at the door of box 2222.

Huang Mao knocked on the door, and said with a bit of flattery and flattery: "Young Master Li, I brought him here."

"Come in." A casual voice came from inside.

Only then did Huang Mao open the door, and pulled Song Chubai in.

As soon as he walked in, he let go of his hand, looked at the man sitting on the sofa, and said flatteringly, "Young Master Li, he's here."

Song Chubai looked over calmly, and saw that the man sitting in the middle was holding a wine glass in his hand, and the transparent red was shaking gently in the wine glass, with undulating waves.

"Coming?" He looked up at Song Chubai, frowned, and said, "Are you playing cosplay today?"

Cosplay, role-playing, means to dress up as another character.

It's no wonder that Li Zishen said that, it's really Song Chubai's overalls, which looks like an anime character.

Song Chubai's height ratio is very superior, and the original rustic work clothes on him have an indescribable sense of fashion.

"I know how to please you." Li Zishen clicked his tongue softly, "It's very good."

Huang Mao on the side quickly bent down and said flatteringly: "Young Master Li, I have already delivered the person, so the money..."

"It's free for you." Li Zishen waved his hand, signaling Huang Mao to leave.

Huang Mao's face was overjoyed, and he was afraid that Li Zishen would regret it, so he left quickly.

Seeing Huang Mao leave, Song Chubai said slowly, "It's not cosplay, it's my overalls."

"Huh?" Li Zishen became interested, "Work clothes?"

Song Chubai nodded and scratched his hair, "I clean the toilet."

After a pause, he sighed again, "Unfortunately, I was fired not long ago."

Li Zishen: ...

Suddenly, I felt that the wine in my hand smelled like a toilet.

"You..." Li Zishen was about to ask him to change clothes, but the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

The tall figure appeared at the door with a somewhat gloomy aura, causing the temperature in the room to drop a bit.

At the same time, Li Zishen got up quickly and called out with some respect.

"Brother Jin."

Song Chubai had a bad premonition, he turned his head slowly, and saw Jin Chen standing at the door.

Song Chubai: ...

oh well...

He turned his head silently, pretending that he didn't know anything.

If he could, he would even pretend he didn't exist.

But obviously, Jin Chen saw him.

"Song Chubai?" With a sneer, Jin Chen walked up to Song Chubai with a stride of his long legs.

After looking up and down, he glanced at Li Zishen, "Is this what you call a surprise?"

The corner of his mouth hooked, "Are you trying to kill me?"

Putting a person who sprayed him with disinfectant in the same room, what is it if you don't want to kill him?

Li Zi was deeply terrified, and quickly explained: "No, no, Brother Jin, I definitely didn't mean that!"

Brother Jin is good at everything, but he is too suspicious.

If he hadn't asked him for something, he wouldn't have been so panicked.

"No such meaning?" Jin Chen's eyes were cold, and the lens reflected for a moment, "Then what do you mean?"

Li Zishen explained: "I don't want Brother Jin to be happy."

"This Song Chubai is still innocent, and he has a good figure. If his colleague owed me money, and he owed his colleague money, it wouldn't be possible."

Song Chubai: ...

Serial set?

"Owe money?" Jin Chen swept Song Chubai, "You are really merciful."

"No, I just owe money everywhere." Song Chubai corrected.

Jin Chen waved his hand, "One meaning."

Li Zishen took a deep look at the two of them, and realized now, how dare Jin Ge know Song Chubai?

Isn't he... a bad thing?

"Brother Jin, how about I change someone for you?" Li Zishen asked tentatively.

Jin Chen glanced at him coldly, "Substitution? Change another person to harm me again?"

Li Zishen sighed in his heart, not understanding why Jin Chen always felt that someone was trying to harm him, and it was too late to beg him.

"He's a nice guy." Jin Chen's eyes flickered slightly, "You go out."

Song Chubai thought he was being asked to go out, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

As soon as he took a step, Jin Chen grabbed his wrist, "I told him to go out, why are you going?"

Li Zishen was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

There is a play!

Li Zishen responded, "Then Brother Jin, I'll go first, you guys play, haha!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Zishen had already left the box.

Only Jin Chen and Song Chubai were left in the box.

Jin Chen let go of Song Chubai's hand, walked to the middle of the sofa and sat down, raised his legs, and casually put them on the coffee table in front of him.

"Do you know what you're here for?"

Song Chubai looked at the bathroom in the private room, then at the overalls on his body, and asked tentatively, "Are you here to clean the toilet?"

The corner of Jin Chen's mouth curled up, with a sneer, "Playing stupid with me?"

Song Chubai lowered his head, looked at his toes, and whispered, "You saw through."

"Come here." Jin Chen raised his jaw, "Pour me wine."

Song Chubai walked over, poured Jin Chen a glass of wine, and handed it over with both hands.

"Can you drink?" Jin Chen asked.

Song Chubai shook his head, "No."

"Oh, take a sip." Jin Chen didn't listen to what Song Chubai said at all.

Song Chubai picked up the wine glass and took a sip, um... a little sweet.

He wanted to take another sip, but Jin Chen snatched the wine glass away.

"One bite is enough."

If it wasn't for fear that he might be poisoned, he wouldn't let him drink a sip.

Song Chubai stared blankly at Jin Chen taking a sip of wine at the place where he had just sipped.

This... Isn't this equivalent to indirect kissing?

"It's quite sweet." Jin Chen shook the glass lightly. The wine seemed to be a little sweeter than before.

Changed the brewing recipe?

"Tsk." He clicked his tongue softly, his eyes fell on Song Chu's white lips, and any thought flashed away.