Marry the ex-boyfriend's father [Transmigration Book]

Huo Duoduo obviously knew Qin Zheng. When he woke up, he was not around his relatives and he didn't cry. Looking into the clean pupils of one big and one small, Qin Zheng immediately let go of the young man's jaw like a fire.

Eyes like black grapes kept rolling between the two of them, and Huo Duoduo, who had regained some energy, sat upright like a little adult: "Good evening, Uncle Qin."

After that, she looked curiously at the beautiful young man who was hugging her again: "I'm Huo Duoduo, brother, what's your name?"

The little girl speaks in a childish voice, and just listening to it can make people feel weak. Ji Lanchuan stretched out his hand to arrange the other party's sleepy pigtails, and there were two not so obvious red marks on his chin: "My name is Ji Lan, Is Dodo still feeling uncomfortable now?"

"A little sleepy," Huo Duoduo covered his mouth and yawned a little. Huo Duoduo thought seriously for a few seconds, "But there seems to be no little rabbit in my heart."

Hearing the other party's childish analogy, Ji Lanchuan couldn't help but bend his eyes. The symptoms of insomnia and heart palpitations were relieved. The girl's body will be fully recovered after a few more days of recuperation.

Coaxing and deceiving to replace the red thread on the jade fish with a diamond knot, Ji Lanchuan accepted two pieces of toffee as a gift in return. He also came from a wealthy family, and Huo Duoduo was obviously more lovable than Bai Shinian and Qin Ziheng.

Even Qin Zheng, who has no feelings for children, can't keep a cold face in front of the other party.

After getting a hint from the boss, the uncle driver who had been around for a long time stepped on the accelerator and went straight to Huo's house. Mr. Huo was obviously worried about his granddaughter, so he waited at the door of the house all the way away.

"Grandpa!" Seeing a familiar face, Huo Duoduo threw herself into the other's arms without being hugged. Although her small face was still haggard, anyone with a discerning eye could see that her spirit had improved a lot.

"Oddly, obediently," Mr. Huo didn't say much after noticing the red string on his granddaughter's neck that had been replaced, but handed her to the man beside him after hugging her granddaughter and shaking her, "Xiao San, take Duoduo first." Go back to the house."

Hugging his daughter, the elegant man called "Little San" looked helpless, he nodded slightly to Qin Zheng as a greeting, and then shook Huo Duoduo's little hand: "Be obedient, say goodbye to Uncle Qin."

"Goodbye, Uncle Qin, say goodbye to Brother Ji for me," waved his hand obediently, Huo Duoduo, who turned his head, immediately leaned on his father's shoulder and whispered, "Is Uncle Qin going to marry a wife? I just saw him and Brother Ji I'm kissing."

After poking his father's chin, Huo Duoduo racked his brains to restore the scene: "It's the one shown on TV!"

"Hold down, ancestor." Holding Huo Duoduo back to the room, Huo Wenyan also had nothing to do with his ghostly daughter. He had an urgent matter today and didn't go to the birthday banquet, so naturally he didn't know who that "brother Ji" was .

But... Qin Zheng's iceberg will also have relatives?

Frightened by the picture he made up in his head, his face turned black, Huo Wenyan carried his daughter upstairs, and only Huo Lao and Qin Zheng stayed below.

Not interested in the secrets of the wealthy family, Ji Lanchuan, who stayed in the car, sneezed softly. The uncle driver was very winking, and immediately raised the temperature in the car a little.

Taking the small blanket prepared for Huo Duoduo before and covering his body, the exhausted young man quickly closed his eyes, and even Qin Zheng got into the car again, but he couldn't wake him up from his sleep.

When the car stopped again, it was already at Qin's residence. Ji Lanchuan messed up his suit and followed Qin Zheng in a daze. There is no chance to come to "catch rape".

Taking a hasty bath and skin care, Ji Lanchuan lay down on the bed and slept very sweetly, but Qin Zheng, who was a few walls away, couldn't feel drowsy.

The lights in the bathroom were brightly lit, and cold water was rushing from the faucet. Qin Zheng washed his hands over and over expressionlessly, but he still couldn't forget the soft touch of the young man's lips.

If it wasn't for Huo Duoduo's interruption, maybe he would really have kissed him.

Closing his eyes distractedly, Third Master Qin poured cold water on himself in the middle of the night, as if destined, young people can always arouse his few desires|desires.

Obviously never felt this way before.

Turning off the faucet, Qin Zheng suddenly had a splitting headache, and the cold water dripped down his chin and hit the sink, forming broken transparent sprays.

As he got older, Qin Zheng's headaches caused by beating his mother's womb became more and more serious. Once he used his brain too much or was in a bad mood, it would come to him like tarsal maggots.

Ever since he became the Patriarch of the Qin family, it was his extravagant wish to sleep well at night.

Thinking of his own insomnia, the sound sleep of the youth, and the ditty that surprised everyone at the birthday banquet, Qin Zheng grabbed the towel and wiped his face, then walked out of the bathroom aggressively in his pajamas.

So, Ji Lanchuan, who was halfway through playing chess with Duke Zhou, was awakened by a series of knocks on the door.

Who is so desperate?Bai Shinian went to report to Qin Ziheng in the middle of the night?

Putting the wine-red nightgown on his body casually, Ji Lanchuan reluctantly climbed up to open the door, and was startled by the dark-faced man in front of the door.

"Third, third master...?" Suspecting that he hadn't woken up yet, Ji Lanchuan rubbed his eyes in bewilderment, "It's so late and you haven't slept yet?"

The collar was wide open and the belt was loose. The young man's appearance was the same as that night in the kitchen. In addition, he was in a hurry to open the door without wearing shoes, and a pair of white and tender feet just stepped on the ground so prettyly.

Glancing across the youth's jade-like ankles, Qin Zheng felt that the small flames in his heart were burning even more. This mixture of purity and sexiness was simply the deadliest seduction for men.

Forcing himself to look away, Qin Zheng threw a bouquet of white roses into the opponent's arms: "Blow it to me."

...? ? ?

If emoticons are popular in this world, then Ji Lanchuan's face must be covered with black question marks, holding the white rose that Zhang's mother put in a vase, he hesitated to speak, stopped and hesitated, and didn't know what to do for a while Evaluate Qin Zheng's mentally retarded behavior of convulsions in the middle of the night.

Come to listen to Qu'er in the middle of the night, think this is an ancient brothel?

Just when he was about to politely refuse, Ji Lanchuan noticed the frowning of the other party. He never dared to look at Qin Zheng too much on weekdays, so that until now, Ji Lanchuan realized that the seemingly invulnerable Third Master Qin also had two touches at the moment. An imperceptible dark blue.

The dark blue had nothing to do with luck, it was purely a physical reaction of physical discomfort, Ji Lanchuan's heart softened, and he had no choice but to compromise with the other party: "What does the third master want to hear?"

"casual."

He is the boss, he is the father, he is the patient!

Frantically suppressing his urge to beat someone up, the young man holding flowers squeezed out a smile: "Where does the third master want to listen?"

——Anyway, we still bear the status of father-in-law and son-in-law, what's the matter with you always blocking the door like this?

The meaning of avoiding suspicion in these words couldn't be more obvious. Ji Lanchuan believed that someone as smart as Qin Zheng would be able to understand, but God failed, the man's thin lips parted slightly, and he gave orders without changing his face: "Go to my room."

This, this is too exciting, right? !Before he could catch his breath, Ji Lanchuan immediately coughed from choking.

"Don't think about it all day long, put on your slippers and keep up." Looking at the young man's blushing cheeks, Qin Zheng's face was serious, but his heart was inexplicably happy, but when he thought that the other party might have had close contact with Qin Ziheng, his His face quickly darkened again.

Acupuncture-like headaches magnified the characteristic of "moodiness" in Qin Zheng's body again and again. Ji Lanchuan followed behind him slowly, like a little snail who couldn't escape reality, even though he knew Qin Zheng was a man with principles and a bottom line He is a decent person, but Ji Lanchuan still instinctively smelled a dangerous smell from the man.

Pushing the door open, Qin Zheng stretched out his hand to block it: "You are not allowed to come in."

Ji Lanchuan, who was playing wildly in his head: "...???"

How is this going?Why is he increasingly unable to understand the development of the plot?

Just like that, under Ji Lanchuan's bewildered expression, the man first threw out a blanket of excellent quality, and then lay down on the big black bed in the middle of the bedroom.

"Thank you, until I fall asleep."

A deep voice came out through the open door. Ji Lanchuan wanted very, very, very much to throw the rose in his hand at the other party's face, but after the anger passed, the politeness and exhaustion in the man's voice made him calm down again.

It seems that Qin Zheng's temper would become very bad every time it was late at night. The original book only said that Qin Sanye didn't like to keep people at night, but it didn't say what caused the other party to have such a habit.

In every night when others are sleeping soundly, what is Qin Zheng thinking about?

Cursing himself secretly that the Holy Mother was so worried about a "tyrant" with unlucky luck, Ji Lanchuan sat down on the blanket with a rose in his arms. He was not used to wronging himself, and Qin Zheng's actions had obviously not touched his bottom line .

It's really strange, if the person in the room was replaced by Qin Ziheng, he would never just submit obediently like this.

Attributing all this to his curiosity about Qin Zheng's past, Ji Lanchuan picked a useful leaf and put it on his lips. It doesn't matter what tune he plays, as long as it can attract the spiritual energy to gather, the people in it will naturally feel comfortable all over.

Struggling, panting, and plundering, under the washing of pure spiritual energy, Qin Zheng's dream was extremely chaotic, the sweet sobbing sound of the young man rang in his ears, he suddenly woke up from the dream, and saw the mess under him.

The second time, unable to perfunctory like the last time, Qin Zheng clearly knew whose face the man in the dream was.

The unknown tune had stopped, the young man was leaning against the door and sleeping soundly, and hurried into the bathroom to turn on the shower. Qin Zheng, who was frequently out of control, couldn't be happy about this kind of thing.

The self-control far surpassing that of ordinary people is the basis for him to go all the way to where he is today. It is really not something Qin Sanye should do if he is completely planted on a young man.

But he couldn't restrain it, every expression in the youth's dream made him want to relive them one by one in reality.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and Ji Lanchuan, who was wrapped in a light golden aura, looked stable, as if he was sleeping in the penthouse apartment where he was most at ease, and walked to the door quietly. The dark color soaked into the eyes.

Before I completely lose control, I will give you one last chance to escape.