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

As soon as Jin Chen let go of Song Chubai, the trembling eyelashes calmed down again.

He smacked his lips, turned over, turned his back to Jin Chen, and fell asleep again before he knew it.

Jin Chen smiled silently, stood up, half bent down, and hugged Song Chubai in the posture of a princess.

Song Chubai seemed to have noticed something, frowned slightly, and muttered something in his mouth.

Jin Chen didn't hear clearly, but it didn't stop him from carrying him to the bedroom.

Instead of going to Song Chubai's bedroom, go to his bedroom.

He didn't feel much sleepy, but it seemed good to hold Song Chubai for a nap.

With this in mind, Jin Chen put Song Chubai on his bed.

Afterwards, he himself lay down, put his arms around Song Chubai's waist, and pulled him into his arms.

Song Chubai smacked his lips, wrapped his arms around Jin Chen's waist skillfully, buried his head in his chest, and fell asleep peacefully.

Jin Chen clasped Song Chubai's waist with one hand, and clasped his head with the other, almost encircling him in his arms.

Even through the thin clothes, he could clearly feel his body temperature.

It was warm and hot, spreading to every inch of his skin, and then it invaded little by little, making him get used to it.No, it should be said that I began to lust after his body temperature.

Jin Chen's eyes darkened.

He looked down at Song Chubai's hairy head, wondering what he was thinking.

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Song Chubai fell asleep until eight o'clock the next morning. When he woke up, he was still a little dazed. The warmth of his palms did not seem to be fake, and this familiar yet unfamiliar environment was obviously not his room.

He tried to remember what happened last night.

He remembered that he was nestling on the sofa playing games after he came back, why is he lying on Jin Chen's bed now?

This is a question worth thinking about.

Song Chubai put on a smiling face and fell into a state of contemplation.

Jin Chen woke up early, or rather, he didn't sleep much.

After realizing that Song Chubai was about to wake up, he closed his eyes and began to pretend to be asleep. After all, he was a little curious about Song Chubai's reaction when he saw him lying on his bed.

Quiet, all quiet.

Different from all the reactions he imagined, Song Chubai was not surprised, nor did he yell, nor did he leave secretly, but looked at him quietly.

Jin Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he narrowed his eyes.

The serious and earnest little face met his eyes, and he couldn't help but smile across his eyes.

He couldn't help it, and opened his eyes.

"Why?" He said, "So serious?"

Seeing that Jin Chen was awake, Song Chubai sat up, held Jin Chen's big hand, and said seriously, "Dean Jin, don't worry, I will definitely take responsibility for you."

Although he still couldn't remember what happened last night, but according to Jin Chen's drunken state last night, coupled with his temper, Song Chubai felt that it was definitely not Jin Chen who brought him in on his own initiative.

The only possibility is that he sneaked in quietly, maybe he even made a move on Jin Chen.

Therefore, he will definitely be responsible!

Jin Chen looked at Song Chubai's serious face, and fell silent in a rare way.

He was thinking, what gave Song Chubai the illusion that he could be responsible for himself?

After a while, Jin Chen curled his lips, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"I'm the one who said that."

"after all……"

He paused at the right time, successfully arousing Song Chubai's curiosity.

"After all what?"

The smile on the corner of Jin Chen's mouth deepened, "After all, I carried you in last night."

Song Chubai:! !

"What?" Song Chubai subconsciously asked due to being too shocked.

"I carried you in last night." Jin Chen repeated in a good mood, "But after lying down, you took the initiative to hug me."

Song Chubai slowly widened his eyes. He was not surprised that he took the initiative to hug Jin Chen, but was surprised that Jin Chen took the initiative to carry him into his bedroom.

The bedroom is considered a very private space. For Jin Chen, who is suffering from delusions of persecution, he took the initiative to hug him into the bedroom, and even shared the same bed with him for one night.

what does this mean?

This means that his illness has been relieved!

Song Chubai's eyes lit up, and he patted the back of Jin Chen's hand excitedly, "Okay, okay."

He still doesn't have much confidence in completing the task. Now it seems that the task in this plane is very easy!

Song Chubai, who was in a great mood, gave a big smile to Jin Chen, with crooked eyebrows and bright stars.

Jin Chen's throat twitched, and his big hand held Song Chubai's little hand instead, wrapping his hand completely in his big hand.

At the same time, he echoed Song Chubai's words.

"It's good."

The tone is meaningful and has no deep meaning.

But Song Chubai, who was in a state of excitement at this time, obviously didn't hear it. He grinned and patted Jin Chen's shoulder with the other hand.

"Principal Jin, don't worry, I will definitely treat... protect you!"

Song Chubai originally wanted to say "cure", but in the middle of speaking, he abruptly turned a corner.

After all, Jin Chen does not admit that he has persecution paranoia.

Jin Chen squinted his eyes, and answered "En" casually.

The two didn't chat for a long time. After all, Jin Chen had to go to the hospital today to check on Li Rong's condition, so the two got up and cleaned up quickly.

At nine o'clock, the two arrived at the hospital.

Jin Chen went to the ward to check on Li Rong, while Song Chubai was sorting out yesterday's documents in the office.

In the ward, Li Rong had already woken up. After learning that the operation was successful, his eyes were red and he couldn't help crying.

Li Zishen next to him also had an excited face, his eyes were a little red, and he must have cried.

"Thank you, Dean Jin." Li Rong spoke first.

Jin Chen responded lightly with "Yes", and looked at Li Rong's wound by the way.

There are hardly any traces of stitching.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he said lightly, "You should thank Song Chubai."

Li Rong was stunned for a moment, "Song Chubai?"

"He did the suturing operation." Jin Chen tapped his fingers lightly on the back of his hand, "There are almost no traces."

Li Rong heard Jin Chen's praise, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Song, is that your student?"

Otherwise, how could there be such a good sewing technique.

"Student?" Jin Chen raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but more dissatisfied.

"He's not my student."

After a pause, he was looking for suitable words to introduce Song Chubai.

Assistants are definitely not good, and neither are students, so what word should I use?

Two seconds later, Jin Chen curled his lips. He was obviously just standing there casually, but he had a menacing aura. His thin lips were slightly parted, and his slightly paranoid voice sounded in the ward.

"He's mine."