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

He is a president worth hundreds of billions, but Song Chubai can't make Song Chubai feel that he cares about him, or he will lose?

Jin Chen was thinking with a sullen face, but the big hands that hugged Song Chubai's slender waist became even stronger.

Song Chubai ignored Jin Chen, he was watching the movie seriously, at first he thought this horror movie might be very brainless, but after watching it, he found that the plot was ups and downs, the actors' acting skills were all online, and their behavior logic It's also very reasonable, and it's a rare good movie.

He was completely immersed in the world of the movie, completely oblivious to Jin Chen's small movements.

Jin Chen's mind was not on the movie at all.

For a better movie experience, all the lights in the room are turned off, and the whole room only has the projection light in front of you.

With the development of the plot, the light is sometimes weak and sometimes stronger, projecting on Jin Chen's face, showing the gloomy eyes.

And in those eyes, there was only Song Chubai's figure.

Jin Chen looked at Song Chubai who was concentrating, and the hand clasped around his waist moved, gently pinching the soft flesh on his waist.

The slight pain came from his waist, which brought Song Chubai back from the movie, and turned his head to look at Jin Chen with a somewhat bewildered expression.

"Dean Jin?"

His voice was very low, and in the dimness, it seemed to be stained with a softness that he didn't usually have.

Jin Chen moved his throat, and let out a sexy "um" from his nasal cavity.

"Pretty good?" He finally asked aloud.

Song Chubai thought that he really wanted to discuss the movie, so he nodded and said, "It's very good."

As he spoke, he even made gestures.

"I guess the murderer should be..."

"because……"

Song Chubai was a little excited, and his little face was stained with expectation, as if he wanted to get Jin Chen's approval.

Jin Chen had watched this movie before, and he remembered who the murderer was in it. Unfortunately, Song Chubai didn't guess correctly.

but……

He hooked his lips, said the murderer's name, and said, "I think it should be him."

Song Chubai froze for a moment, "Impossible? I don't think so."

"How could the murderer be him?"

Jin Chen snorted softly, "How about a bet?"

Song Chubai agreed without thinking, "Okay."

He believes in his IQ!He must have guessed the murderer right!

The smile on the corner of Jin Chen's mouth deepened, the fish took the bait.

"What bet?" he asked first.

Song Chubai couldn't think of a good bet, so he handed over the power to Jin Chen.

"You said, I can do anything."

Anyway, he was not as rich or powerful as Jin Chen. If Jin Chen really wanted to plot something for himself, it would be too simple.

So of course you can bet on anything.

What Jin Chen was waiting for was his words. He leaned forward, almost touching Song Chubai's earlobe, and said in a low voice, "How about a kiss?"

Song Chubai:? ?

Before Song Chubai could answer, Jin Chen said again: "Then it's decided."

There was absolutely no chance for Song Chubai to refuse, or even a chance for him to think, and he said, "Go on and watch the movie."

He looked forward to the moment when the murderer was revealed, the kiss he offered.

After being fooled by Jin Chen, Song Chubai really started to watch the movie seriously.

With the development of the plot, the murderer gradually surfaced.

As Jin Chen said, the murderer was exactly who he said.

After Song Chubai realized this, he turned his head and glanced at Jin Chen with a resentful expression.

He really guessed right.

"I lost." Song Chubai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he took the initiative to lean towards Jin Chen.

Jin Chen's eyes were deep, and he looked at Song Chubai fixedly, his appearance was reflected in the depths of his pupils.

The small face was blushing, the slender eyelashes were trembling slightly because of nervousness, and the lips were slightly parted with a hint of pink, waiting to be picked, or perhaps, actively picked.

Jin Chen's Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, his eyelashes drooped down, casting a shadow in the eye socket, covering the light in his eyes.

It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that only half a second had passed. When the warmth and softness came from between his lips, Jin Chen's breathing was stagnant. Almost instantly, he turned to the guest and deepened the kiss.

Song Chubai originally just wanted to touch the water, but Jin Chen held his head and gave him a deep kiss.

The movie's closing credits sounded in the room, laying a background music for the kiss between the two.

At the same time, some ambiguous voices were covered up.

After the kiss, Song Chubai's face was flushed, and a faint mist appeared in his eyes at some point. He bit his lips lightly, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Is that enough?"

Not enough, of course not enough, Jin Chen stared straight at Song Chubai with heavy eyes.Sure enough, the intoxicating sweetness last time was not some kind of illusion.

The kiss arouses lust in him, makes him long for more.It even overshadowed his suspicion of Song Chubai.

For example, whether he would put poison on his lips and kill him.

In the face of this sweetness and greed, the suspicion seems to have faded a lot.

Jin Chen didn't know whether it was good or bad, he only knew that right now, he longed to have more.

Jin Chen was never someone who wronged him. After Song Chubai finished speaking, he didn't speak, but directly answered him with practical actions.

He kissed his lips again, even, not just a kiss.

Song Chubai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at Jin Chen in a daze and helplessness.

Why does this development seem a bit wrong?

Didn't you mean practice your courage?Why did you come to this point all of a sudden?

strange.Song Chubai's mind was a little messed up, and Jin Chen didn't give him a chance to sort out his thoughts.

The deeper the kiss, the stronger the love.

It wasn't until a cool feeling came from his body that Song Chubai suddenly woke up and pushed Jin Chen.

"Dean Jin?"

He pulled his clothes and wrapped them tighter.

"Still... still practicing courage?"

There was a slight tremolo in his voice, and the affection tainted by the kiss was even more attractive under the tremolo.

Jin Chen raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Things seemed to be out of his control, and his rationality was submerged under the surging emotions just now, which made him almost unable to control himself, and did some irreversible things.

Fortunately, Song Chubai pushed him away in time.

Jin Chen had a bad expression on his face, but he still responded, "I won't practice anymore."

He stood up, tall and straight, looking down at Song Chubai.

The light and shadow changed, he turned against the light, so that Song Chubai couldn't see the expression on his face, but he was able to see his expression in full view.

Song Chubai propped his hands on the bed, looked up at Jin Chen, and smiled on his delicate face.

"Then let's go home?" He asked proactively, as if Jin Chen's loss of control just now didn't happen.