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

Jin Chen took a deep breath, his temples throbbing.

"Dare to drive without a driver's license?"

His voice was somewhat severe, "What if something happens?"

He took a step towards Song Chubai, full of momentum.

Song Chubai retreated subconsciously.

With this retreat, he retreated directly to the wall.

When his back was leaning against the cold wall, Song Chubai realized that there was no way to retreat.

He could only raise his head, look at Jin Chen and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

It was really his fault that he forgot that he didn't have a driver's license.

This sincere apology did not calm down Jin Chen, he raised his hand with a gloomy face.

Song Chubai thought that he was going to beat him, so he closed his eyes subconsciously. It was impossible to beat him. He just hoped that he would not hit him in the face. After all, he praised himself just now for his good looks.

The pain he imagined did not come, he slowly opened his eyes, only to see Jin Chen leaning on the wall with one hand, and a wall thump came to him.

The height difference between the two made him look like he was being held in Jin Chen's arms.

Jin Chen lowered his head, staring at him with eyes as dark as thick ink.

His figure was reflected in his pupils, and Song Chubai could clearly see his own appearance from his pupils.

kinda silly.Song Chubai thought in his heart, stretched out his little hand cautiously and tentatively, tugged on Jin Chen's sleeve, and softened his voice, "I was wrong, I will learn to learn a driver's license when I get my salary."

Jin Chen didn't speak, but his lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were deep.

"This time I was negligent, you can punish me however you want."

With a cruel heart, he closed his eyes, "Slapping the face is fine."

After a pause, his voice was tinged with pity, "It's just whether you can be gentle."

"I fear pain."

"Afraid of pain?" Jin Chen finally opened his mouth.

Song Chubai pursed his lips nervously, his originally pink lips were stained with water.

Jin Chen's eyes dimmed, his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, but he said, "I think you just want to kill me."

"You worked so hard to get close to me, is it just for today?"

Song Chubai: ...

He opened one eye and asked, "What is it today? Are you bargaining for others today?"

It's okay not to mention this, but when it was mentioned, Jin Chen laughed angrily.

"Do you remember this? Do you know how much I have to lose from going from forty-six cents to thirty-six cents?"

Song Chubai shook his head.

He really doesn't know the doorway here.

"At least 50 billion." Jin Chen said a number casually.

Song Chubai's eyes widened slowly, and he exclaimed in surprise, "50 billion!"

He has only seen these numbers on TV!

"So, how do you pay for it?" Jin Chen's eyes stopped on Song Chu's white lips, "50 billion, plus the double loss of money and spirit that made me worry, how do you pay for it?"

This question actually asked Song Chubai.

His mind was a little messy, chaotic, and he didn't know what to do.

In the end, for some reason, his body seemed to have made his own choice, he stood on tiptoe slightly, wrapped his hands around Jin Chen's neck, leaned forward, and kissed his lips like that.

Jin Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and the round pupils became narrow at this moment, and the dark red of anxiety surged in the depths of the pupils.

The touch between his lips was unprecedented, and a strange feeling quickly flowed to his limbs, making his heart tremble.

As he stood there, his body seemed to stiffen.

Soon, Song Chubai withdrew his lips, his face was already flushed, his back was leaning against the cold wall, but his body was burning hot.

"Is this... okay?" He asked a little anxiously.

Jin Chen rolled his Adam's apple up and down, staring at him silently.

After two full seconds, he said, "Not enough."

The voice is a bit hoarse, the kind of low-pitched with a bit of sexy.

Song Chubai was about to answer when his lips were covered again.

It was Jin Chen's lips.

This kiss was longer than before.

Or, longer.

It wasn't until his breathing was a little rough that Jin Chen slowly let go of Song Chubai, curled his lips, and felt a little satisfied.

"Enough is enough now."

He is satisfied.

After claiming the compensation, Jin Chen took Song Chubai's wrist and walked home.

Judging by his walking pace, he seems to be much more relaxed than before, probably really satisfied.

Song Chubai, who was pulled by him, was a little dizzy, and he didn't know how he thought of kissing to "compensate" Jin Chen.

But anyway, the effect is remarkable.

At least Jin Chen didn't ask himself to pay 50 billion, otherwise he really couldn't afford to sell himself.

Thinking wildly, I have already returned home.

Jin Chen who returned home didn't say anything else, he was drunk and sleepy, he said a few words to Song Chubai and went back to sleep.

Song Chubai was not sleepy at all, he made himself some snacks, sat cross-legged on the sofa, played games while eating snacks, very leisurely.

After playing, it was late at night. While waiting for the game to load, Song Chubai fell asleep on the sofa.

Still holding the mobile phone in his hand, the "game is loading" interface is displayed.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of Song Chubai's shallow breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of Jin Chen's bedroom suddenly opened.

Jin Chen came out wearing pajamas, with some moisture on his body, probably just after taking a shower.

Jin Chen, who had taken a nap and took a shower, was full of energy at the moment. He was about to come out to drink a glass of water, but he had just taken two steps when he saw Song Chubai who was sleeping on the sofa.

Song Chubai was very obedient when he was sleeping, lying on his back with his hands on his stomach, showing a bit of obedience.

Jin Chen was slightly startled, but his body took the lead and walked over.

He squatted down and looked at Song Chubai, or more precisely, his lips.

The wonderful feeling of a few hours ago is still in my mind, and I even repeated it over and over again in the somewhat chaotic dream just now.

There is a voice in my heart that seems to say, want more, more.

Jin Chen was never one to wrong himself, he leaned forward, moved his throat, and kissed Song Chubai's lips again.

"Well……"

Song Chubai only felt that his breathing was not smooth, so he raised his hand and waved it, as if he wanted to wave away the bad thing that prevented him from breathing smoothly.

But something bad seemed to grab his hand, and he couldn't move.

Song Chubai struggled a little, and in his sleep, he couldn't help thinking, what kind of bad thing actually blocked his breathing, it was so annoying.

His eyelashes fluttered, as if he was about to wake up.

Seeing this, Jin Chen let go of his lips, his chest heaved up and down quickly, he calmed down his breathing, and then pursed his lips.

There was still a bit of sweetness on his lips, which belonged to Song Chubai's breath.

Sweet and seductive, it was rare for him to arouse greed.