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

His answer is absolutely perfect!Song Chubai thought confidently, and even began to imagine that Jin Chen would be too satisfied when he heard this, so he would give him a raise.

Jin Chen was satisfied, but he didn't mention the salary increase.

While the two were talking, the man had already walked in front of them.

He glanced at Song Chubai next to Jin Chen in surprise, his eyes finally fell on the hands of the two with their fingers clasped together, and an emotion called shock appeared on his face.

"This...is this?" His voice became shocked.

"Song Chubai." Jin Chen hooked his lips, "It's my baby."

Lu Ming:! !

He doesn't think that "baby" means son, the only explanation is that this Song Chubai is Jin Chen's boyfriend!

He couldn't believe that a person like Jin Chen actually had a boyfriend. Wouldn't Jin Chen suspect that his little boyfriend wanted to harm him?

It's no wonder that Lu Ming thought too much, it's because Jin Chen is too nervous, even if he handed him a glass of water, he would think that he wanted to murder him.

As Jin Chen's friend and only friend, Lu Ming has been suspected so many times, it can be said that he is very tired.

He couldn't imagine how many times Song Chubai would be suspected as Jin Chen's boyfriend.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Ming looked at Song Chubai with sympathy.

Song Chubai, who received inexplicable sympathetic looks, blinked. Jin Chen's friend is strange, doesn't he also have persecution paranoia?

Jin Chen calmly took Song Chubai into his arms, looked at Lu Ming with a hint of warning, and said, "Lu Ming, we are here to eat hot pot today."

The implication is, don't even think about other things.

Lu Ming came back to his senses, and quickly said: "Okay, okay, I have already arranged for you, and they are all the best ingredients."

"And according to what you said, there are no green vegetables on the table."

Although he remembered that Jin Chen ate green vegetables before, who knew Jin Chen, even if Jin Chen said that he was allergic to green, he didn't think it was outrageous.

Jin Chen was very satisfied with Lu Ming's arrangement, and under Lu Ming's leadership, they arrived at the box very quickly.

The decoration in the box is also ancient style, even the pot used for hot pot is carved with ancient style elements.

After Song Chubai and Jin Chen sat down, Lu Ming saw that there was no need for him to exist here, so he left quickly and decisively.

If he didn't leave, he was afraid that Jin Chen's next sentence would be to ask him if he was going to murder him.

As soon as Lu Ming left, there were only Jin Chen and Song Chubai left in the box.

Song Chubai couldn't wait to start blanching the meat. As for the green vegetables, um... don't care!

Sitting beside him, Jin Chen didn't move, just looked at Song Chubai quietly, his eyes were heavy, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Finally, the first piece of meat was cooked.

Song Chubai fished it into his own bowl and was about to start eating when he heard Jin Chen cough.

He looked over blankly.

Jin Chen said in a deep voice: "Shouldn't you give me the first piece of hot meat?"

Song Chubai looked at the meat in front of him, then at Jin Chen, and ate the meat in his mouth with a whimper.

He also closed his eyes quite enjoying himself, puffed up his cheeks, and let out a soft hum of enjoyment.

Jin Chen: ...

He raised his hand, adjusted his glasses, and uttered three indifferent words.

"Salary deductions."

Hearing this, Song Chubai froze, opened his eyes, and looked at Jin Chen in disbelief, as if he was asking, "You're going to deduct my salary for this"?

Anyway, the wages will be deducted, so why not eat more!

Song Chubai thought optimistically, the chopsticks moved fast, and his cheeks bulged.

Jin Chen laughed angrily.

"Is that what you do to your boyfriend?" he asked.

Song Chubai still had meat in his mouth, and made a vague voice, "Um, um."

Jin Chen wasn't reserved anymore, picked up his chopsticks, and picked out the meat in Song Chubai's bowl.

Song Chubai:! !

He swallowed quickly, and said, "There's still a lot in the pot."

"I just like the ones in your bowl." Jin Chen said, feeding the meat picked from Song Chu's white bowl into his mouth, squinting his eyes, "It tastes good."

Song Chubai blinked, suddenly thought of something, and said again: "Aren't you afraid that someone will poison you?"

"Don't be afraid." Jin Chen continued to pick the meat in Song Chu's white bowl while talking, "Aren't you with me?"

"It's not bad to be a pair of fateful mandarin ducks with you."

Song Chubai: ...

"It won't." He comforted, "Who has nothing to poison us, haha."

As he spoke, he and Jin Chen grabbed the meat and started eating.

This hot pot meal lasted for two hours, and at the end of the meal, both of them were half-lying on the chair, unable to move.

It was rare for Jin Chen to eat so full. After all, he always wondered if someone was going to feed him to death, so every time he ate a meal, he would stop eating when he was half full.

The rare feeling of fullness also made Jin Chen a little more lazy. He half leaned on the chair and turned his head to look at Song Chubai.

Song Chubai was not much better than Jin Chen, if the chair wasn't big enough, he would just lie here.

The belly under the shirt was slightly swollen, and from Jin Chen's angle, the small bulge could be clearly seen.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, covered Song Chubai's belly with his big hand, and rubbed it gently.

"So supportive?"

Song Chubai let out a small "um" from his nasal cavity.

He didn't dare to speak, because he was afraid that when he opened his mouth, the food he ate just now would gush out from his throat.

"Get you some Jianweixiaoshi tablets?" Jin Chen asked again.

Song Chubai shook his head, let alone Jianweixiaoshi tablets, he can't even drink his saliva now.

Jin Chen seemed to have guessed what Song Chubai was thinking, and sat up propped up, still rubbing his stomach with his left hand, but resting his right hand on the armrest of the chair beside him, and tapped the armrest twice with his index finger.

"Since we are so full, how about we do some digestion exercises?"

"Huh?" Song Chubai looked at Jin Chen suspiciously, digestion exercise?What sport could that be.

The corner of Jin Chen's mouth curled up, "Kissing can promote digestion and consume energy, why not..."

Song Chubai: ...

"Really?" He was a little skeptical.

"Really." Song Chubai said with a straight face, pretending to be serious, "I'm a doctor, don't you believe me?"

With such a professional attitude, Song Chubai naturally wouldn't believe it.

He thought for a while, sat up propped up, and approached Jin Chen.

In the next second, his lips were on Jin Chen's lips.

Jin Chen followed the trend and hugged him onto his lap, clasping his head with one hand, deepening the kiss.

After the kiss, Song Chubai felt that his stomach really didn't feel so uncomfortable, as if he had really digested it a little bit.

"Wow—" he exclaimed, it turned out to be really useful!Jin Chen didn't fool him!