Paranoid President He's Inappropriate [Transmigration Book]

"President Ji, let me help you relax."

"Then I'll feed Mr. Ji a strawberry~"

"Tch, you really don't understand the mood. Since everyone is here at 'Rosemary', the home game is of course wine. Mr. Ji, don't listen to him, come, I'll feed you a drink~~"

Accompanied by a sweet and delicate voice, Ji Mianzhu smelled a strong aroma of wine at the tip of his nose, and at the same time his lips were pressed against something cold.

Confused by this touch, dizzy Ji Mianzhu subconsciously opened his lips and licked a mouthful. The strong taste exploded in his mouth, like a ball of flames rushing straight to his forehead, instantly dispelling the ambiguity covering his whole body. , Ji Mianzhu suddenly raised his eyes.

The surrounding environment is very strange, but it can be recognized that it is in a box, and the privacy is very good, and the sound from outside cannot be heard at all.

But... didn't he just have a car accident?

Thinking of the conversation he vaguely heard just now, Ji Mianzhu frowned and looked around.It was incredible to see this, the scene in front of him made him froze immediately and froze in place.

What the hell!

what's the situation?

Why is he hugging left and right? ?

It's actually a little inappropriate to say that he is hugging left and right. Although he is hugging a cute boy who is sulking tightly on the left, and a cute little curly with a wine glass on the right, there is still a squatting at his feet that cannot be ignored. She was a delicate beauty with long hair hanging down, obediently attached to her back. The black cheongsam she was wearing was slit to the thighs, exposing her white and tender legs. The contrast between black and white was very strong.

But the flat chest and protruding Adam's apple still gave away his gender.

The picture was so exciting that Ji Mianzhu's breathing was stagnant, and his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling twice.

Totally intimidated.

Ji Mianzhu's subtle movements on the soft seat can't be concealed from the people next to him, the little curly hair holding the wine glass smiled compulsively when he saw this, and glanced at the side, full of disdain.But he quickly suppressed the sarcasm, raised his face again with a smile on his face, and made sure to show his good side, softening his voice:

"Mr. Ji, is the whiskey good? How about we change the way of drinking?"

These words were ambiguous, and Ji Mianzhu felt a chill in his chest before he could recall it. He looked down and saw that his ironed suit had been thrown somewhere, and the button of his shirt had been unknowingly undone. Two, and the boy's hand is still going down.

Ji Mianzhu sat up straight and opened the man's hand.

"leave me alone!"

Little Curly didn't expect this sudden movement, the wine glass shook, and the remaining liquid in it poured out, most of it fell on Ji Mianzhu's shirt.The expensive and thin material was soaked, and it was tightly attached to Ji Mianzhu's chest, faintly outlining the attractive outline of the muscles inside.

The feeling of the wine sticking to the skin was a little disgusting, Ji Mianzhu pursed his lips, and the air pressure around his body dropped.

The little curly hair retreated to the side in a panic, completely lost the pampered look just now, while watching Ji Mianzhu's face, trembling uncontrollably, and it was not easy to say an apology.

"Mr. Ji, yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

He swallowed nervously, and he couldn't help predicting the next reaction of the man in his mind. There was a high probability that he would be kicked away, or violently scolded by pulling his hair, ranging from beating and scolding to severe... The more Little Curly thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he trembled, and his knees on the soft seat couldn't hold up.But he couldn't dodge, after all, the Crown Prince of Yuncheng's Ji family was known to be ruthless and ruthless, and if he didn't go his way, the end would be even more miserable.

With tears in his eyes, the little curly hair waited for the man's action through gritted teeth.But there was no slap or pain, the only thing that appeared was Ji Mianzhu's displeased voice above, which rang softly in the box.

"Go over there and do a hundred push-ups."

"......what?"

The little curly-haired man was teary-eyed, and the words of begging for mercy were stuck in his throat. He opened his eyes and looked up at the Prince Ji in disbelief.The extravagant and confusing light from the ceiling sprinkled finely, and gathered around the soft seat as if they had a self-consciousness, making the man in front of him more noble and elegant, and the gloomy temperament around him seemed to be diluted, making people unable to look away.

"Why, do you want me to repeat it again?"

The man frowned, and there was another layer of gloom between his brows, and there was a hint of a storm coming, as if what had just happened was an illusion.

The little curly hair shook, and he didn't think about the reason for this order at all. He just rolled down the soft seat in a panic, fell on the floor, and did push-ups.

It's just that after doing a few, his movements became visibly tired to the naked eye.

Ji Mianzhu snorted softly, showing no sympathy for the fragrance and jade.

Although he didn't know why he appeared here for a while, but as the president, he usually comes into contact with many clubs, so he naturally understands what these people do.It's just that I have no desires and have never touched it before. Now that I was almost contaminated, I can't help being annoyed.

Thinking of this, Ji Mianzhu shifted his eyes to the two people beside him, and with a serious face of the president, he ordered in a deep voice:

"You, with slender arms and waist, look like you lack exercise, a hundred sit-ups."

"You too, do a hundred high leg raises to strengthen your leg muscles."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mianzhu waved his hand.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle!"

It can be said that Mr. Ba has mastered the taste very well.

The cute and weak beauties each got up in a panic, walked to the little curly hair and stood in a row, one doing sit-ups and the other doing high leg lifts. Due to the dangerous gaze of Ji Mianzhu behind them, they didn't dare to fool around at all. You have to work very hard, a high-end club looks like a school playground where physical education classes are being held, or the kind where a leader is checking the class.

Seeing the distance between the three of them, the "school leader" Mr. Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief, relieving his tense nerves just now.

Accompanied by the panting of the three people during "exercise", and the quick and loud sound of the shoes of the leg raiser hitting the floor, Ji Mianzhu gradually fell into deep thought.

He was very unlucky in a car accident just now. According to the tragedy in his memory, he probably burped on the spot, but now he appeared here intact.Eliminate all options, and no matter how unimaginable what remains, it can only be correct.I should have crossed over.As a domineering CEO who loves to read dog blood sand sculpture novels, Ji Mianzhu's thinking is very active, and he even wonders if he is wearing a book.

However, the current information is limited, and if you want to prove it further, you still need to get out of this door.

Thinking about it, Ji Mianzhu couldn't help but cast his eyes on the three of them, observing the progress.The little curly hair was exhausted and almost collapsed on the floor, and the cute one was also panting and blushing.The worst thing is the weak beauty, wearing a cheongsam with high slits and raising her legs high, her white legs are exposed with the movement, and she is not wearing anything underneath.

......

Ji Mianzhu was so hot that he turned his head in disgust.

After a long, long time, the distant hundred strokes finally came to an end. Ji Mianzhu didn't care what the three of them did, and strode towards the door of the box by himself, and pulled it open.

The people around the door couldn't hold back their eyes, and bumped into him straight away.

"Hehe... President Ji, President Ji is mighty!"

The manager smiled dryly, glanced at Ji Mianzhu's wet shirt, and gave Ji Mianzhu a thumbs up.

They heard it, not long after Mr. Ji went in with a sullen face, there were fierce voices coming from inside, one after another, there were three voices in total!The ambiguous panting and the crackling sound that even the thick wall boards can't stop, one can imagine the battle situation inside.You know, the quality of Rosemary's box is among the best in the entire Cloud City.

The manager looked at Ji Mianzhu with admiration in his eyes, and a hint of envy for being a man.

Ji Mianzhu didn't pay attention to the manager's eyes, and glanced around calmly, combining everything he knew, he quickly confirmed it.

crossed.

He sighed inwardly.

Manager Rosemary followed some people vaguely, looking at the attire, they were probably the rich second generation who came to play, and when they saw Ji Mianzhu coming out, they all flocked to fawningly, talking one after another:

"Wow, Boss Ji!"

"As expected of Mr. Ji, he easily did what we couldn't do!"

"Mr. Ji is a real man. He just got Second Young Master Jiang, and he can come out to play leisurely. Speaking of which, I have to congratulate Mr. Ji, I finally got the one I love."

Second Young Master Jiang?

Ji Mianzhu frowned, looking at the rich second generation who spoke.

The rich second generation was shocked when he saw him, knowing that he was flattering and slapped on the donkey's butt, so he quickly changed his words:

"Hey, it's wrong, it's wrong, Jiang Lian is just a little thing, he throws it away after playing with it, he can't count..."

Hearing these words, Ji Mianzhu felt a familiar wind blowing towards his face, with a faint lingering smell of dog blood, which made his brows furrow deeper and his heart skipped a beat twice.

The rich second generation caught his sinking gloomy gaze, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and complained in his heart that Mr. Ji was indeed uncertain and unpredictable, and the rumors of paranoia were not groundless.He didn't dare to say anything more, pulled at the corner of his friend's clothes, and decided to leave.

"Mr. Ji, we have to leave beforehand! I wish you a good time!"

Ji Mianzhu looked at the backs of them fleeing, but still didn't make a sound, only feeling tired.

It is more advanced than time travel, and I am a book traveler.

Well, the one she was wearing was still the overlord from the dog-blood novel that she had just read when she was in a car accident. It was just the kind of paranoid villain overlord who ended up blind and lame.And the gadget that the rich second generation talked about was the protagonist Shou who made him blind and lame.

Hehe :D

As if he could guess what he was thinking, the secretary who had been standing beside him like an invisible person stepped forward and reminded his president. The amount of information was huge: "Mr. Ji, today is your wedding night with Second Young Master Jiang."

Don't play it off.

Ji Mianzhu was shocked. It was obvious that Rosemary's interior was beautifully decorated and the temperature was suitable for the evening breeze, but Secretary Song looked at the back of her president and saw a sense of confusion and bleakness.The wind is rustling, the water is cold, the kind where the president never returns.

Song Yan pushed his glasses, suppressed this outrageous feeling, and reminded again:

"President Ji, are you going home?"

"...Back, of course!"

Ji Mianzhu gritted his teeth and took the first step.

The luxury car drove fast all the way, and at Ji Mianzhu's request, it drove towards the original owner's big villa like someone chasing after him, and finally stopped smoothly.

Ji Mianzhu waited unreservedly for the secretary to open the door for him, then got out of the car, and the housekeeper who was waiting at the door of the villa quickly greeted him.

"President Ji, Young Master Jiang is already waiting for you on the bed."

Wonderful.

This wait, no matter how you look at it, does not seem to be voluntary.

Ji Mianzhu's eyes darkened, and the worrying thing inevitably happened.

grass, a plant.

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