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

Ji Lanchuan, who was out of the situation, didn't know that he was being treated as a child in the rebellious period by someone. He accompanied Qin Zheng downstairs to finish dinner, and then happily went upstairs to change clothes and take a shower.

Some of the shopping bags that Zhang Ma put together in the bedroom were gifts that Ji Lanchuan specially bought for everyone, but Zhao Bo is not here tonight, so he plans to find a suitable opportunity to give them out together.

As for the share for Qin Zheng, he can just wait for the other party to fall asleep and secretly put it on the bedside of the bedroom——

That's right, considering that he would fall asleep soon after being soothed by spiritual energy, Third Master Qin proposed to change the location of the massage to his bedroom. Ji Lanchuan had no wrong thoughts in his mind, so he naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Humming a song and walking out of the bathroom, Ji Lanchuan, who was brushing his hair indiscriminately, dug out his newly bought home clothes. Most of the original owner's wardrobe was full of neat shirts and jeans, which looked good, but they were really uncomfortable to wear at home.

Ji Lanchuan is a person who buys things based on his eyesight, and his aesthetics have never been very qualitative. The outfit he is wearing now is more "mature". At least the original owner would never choose such a relatively stable dark blue.

Thanks to this, although the young man in the mirror is still fresh, he will no longer be misunderstood as a minor like before.

"It seems to have changed a bit."

Putting the towel on the shelf casually, Ji Lanchuan stared at his face and looked left and right. People in their profession are most sensitive to appearance. Compared with when he just crossed over, his facial features have indeed undergone slight changes.

Although this change is not obvious, Ji Lanchuan can still find some traces of himself on this face, such as a taller nose bridge, and a faint blush at the end of his eyes. Now he has survived the backlash and his soul is stable. Already dead, Ji Lanchuan will use this body to live in this world in this life.

"It's a pity that there is still a cause and effect that I can't understand. I don't know how Qin Ziheng and Bai Shinian are doing."

Looking away, Ji Lanchuan sighed leisurely, the CEO's father raised him so well that he didn't want to go out and cause trouble at all.

It's funny to say, since that day when they broke up in the villa, Ji Lanchuan has never received any news from Qin Ziheng. His sweet words in pursuit of the original owner in the past seem to be nothing more than empty words now.

However, judging from the plot of the original book, the protagonist Gong Shou is now in the honeymoon period. Although the author of the original book cannot write in detail, it can be seen how intense the "battle" between the two is just from the words used afterwards.

Shaking his head to shake off those bad associations in his mind, Ji Lanchuan sat in front of the computer and turned on the computer to log in to his live broadcast room. It took too long to deal with Zhong Yao's incident today, so he postponed the live broadcast to the evening.

Probably because he was afraid that he would think about others when he sees things. The equipment that Qin Ziheng gave to the original owner was "destroyed" long before Ji Lanchuan came back from the villa. Now this set of top equipment in the industry that has been picked up by fans for a sky-high price, it seems to be from the president Dad's handwriting.

It is true that equipment is more expensive than people.

With spare money in hand, Ji Lanchuan didn't feel that this gift was too hot to accept. After adjusting the angle of the camera, he devoted himself to work seriously.

It’s boring to always lecture the scriptures. In addition to the routine trigrams in each live broadcast, Ji Lanchuan will also tell some stories from the third-person perspective when he was a celestial master in his previous life. This unique live broadcast style has indeed attracted him. Fewer diehard fans.

Glancing at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, Ji Lanchuan, who realized that it was time to put the president’s father to sleep, broadcast the broadcast without hesitation. Facing fans’ wailing of “Don’t go” and “Tell me a little more”, the young man ruthlessly shook his head: “No, I have to go put the kids to bed."

kid.

Looking at the middle-aged and middle-aged youth talking nonsense in a serious manner on the screen, Qin Zheng shook his head and laughed, and quickly canceled the account that ranked third in the gift list of Yunlan live broadcast room. In order not to let the amount of the gift reveal his identity, Qin Zheng also asked Zhao Zhuo prepared several old accounts for him that would not arouse suspicion.

That is to say, among the top ten users on Yunlan's gift list, seven of them belonged to Mr. Qin's trumpet.

However, Ji Lanchuan, who entered the live broadcasting circle for the first time, would never have imagined that the patriarch of the Qin clan who once joked that he "only has two thousand zombie fans" would squat his live broadcast in the president's office with headphones every day.

Today's young people are also very good-looking, but the loose clothes reveal too much collarbone.

Silently saving a screenshot of what he was most satisfied with, Qin Zheng felt that it was necessary for him to teach his children about the choice of dressing style, but when he thought of the book he ordered urgently online today, he dismissed this possibility on his own It will arouse the other party's rebellious thoughts.

Maybe he should find out what young people like today...

"Dong dong."

A gentle knock on the door interrupted the man's thoughts. He carefully cleared the background of the phone, and carefully adjusted his sitting posture: "Come in."

Due to his personality, including the pure black bed, Qin Zheng's bedroom is decorated in a uniform but slightly depressing cool color. Ji Lanchuan looked around and found the blanket that he had once covered .

It was the first time that he opened his private territory to accept outsiders, and Qin Zheng was also happy to indulge the other party's little curiosity. Seeing the young man turn his attention back to himself, he stretched out his hand and patted on the side: "Sit."

Going to bed as soon as you walk in the door, this development is really exciting.

Habitually complaining in his heart, Ji Lanchuan, who had slept in the same bed with the other party, sat down beside the bed calmly, glanced at the young man's small and delicate collarbone from the corner of his eye, and Qin Zheng suddenly felt that this baggy top was actually not bad.

"Master, the pillow..."

The light in the bedroom was dim, and there was only a floor lamp in front of the bed that would not affect sleep. Maybe it was because the man's sense of presence was too strong, or maybe the atmosphere reminded him of some indescribable preludes in the original book. Uncomfortable, he had no choice but to point to the pillow that the other party was leaning on behind him without saying anything.

Although he really wanted to have a closer contact with the young man, Qin Zheng, who was very patient while hunting, still passed the pillow over and lay on the other party's lap with the pillow across the pillow like last night. He gradually relieved the young man's tension: "If I remember correctly, you seem to be starting school soon?"

With less than two days left until September, even relatively leisurely college students should pack their bags and prepare to go back to school.

"Ah..." After being mentioned by Qin Zheng, Ji Lanchuan remembered that the original owner was still a sophomore with good grades, and dug out the corresponding memory in his mind, and he replied in a soft voice, "It seems to be coming soon, The notice says September [-]rd."

Master Patriarch, even though he has inherited all the memories and talents of the original owner, it does not mean that he will be able to pass the exams in the next two years!

"Still going to live in school?" Unaware of the inner wailing of the young man, Qin Zheng said calmly, "I heard that the dormitory environment in your school is not up to standard."

This is true. The university where the original owner attended has strong faculty and mediocre hardware facilities. Except for a few newly built teaching buildings, the students live in old buildings that "witness history".

Although the school advertised it as "cultural heritage" and "historical atmosphere", it was a place that he hated for the original owner who was all about pursuing comfort and enjoyment.

But even so, the original owner had to stay in the school, because before being brought home by Qin Ziheng, he had no other place to go, not even a bathroom that he didn't have to share with others.

"It's not very good," retracting his divergent thoughts, Ji Lanchuan didn't forcefully praise or sell miserably, he paused with his fingertips, and replied according to the original owner's personality, "But it's nothing, everyone lives the same."

Although the relationship between himself and Qin Zheng has become much closer, the matter of crossing is still a secret that Ji Lanchuan must hide. The original owner has always given people the impression of a weak but tenacious little white flower. Bengcheng is a squeamish person who dislikes the dormitory environment.

"You just had a serious illness, and I don't feel relieved to live in school." Hearing the young man's words implying that he would stay in school, Qin Zheng quickly moved out the words he had thought up in advance, "Qin's headquarters and art By the way, you can take my car to school."

"If there is no class after that, just call the driver to pick you up."

It was still a proposal that was too appropriate for people to refuse, and Ji Lanchuan didn't expect that the other party would have time to worry about himself in his busy schedule. In a sense, Ji Lanchuan in his previous life was "illiterate", let alone a university. He didn't even go to elementary school seriously.

Ji Lanchuan is not afraid of suffering, but he doesn't like being pushed into an environment that he doesn't understand at all. Qin Zheng's sincere suggestion can be said to give him a new level just right.

"Wouldn't that be too troublesome?" Ji Lanchuan went down the donkey along the slope, and Ji Lanchuan did not forget to politely say, "If you have something urgent but can't find the driver..."

"Do you think Li Qing is the only one who can drive in the entire Qin family?" Hearing the softening of the young man, Qin Zheng pursued the victory, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "That's it, I'll send you the schedule tomorrow, and I'll arrange the driver to match your time."

Seeing that the other party hesitated and refused to answer, the man's voice sank: "Did you hear that?"

Alright Mr. Qin!I heard Mr. Qin!I just like your arrogance that doesn't accept rebuttals.

The goal was achieved, Ji Lanchuan sang about the power of the president's father, and "reluctantly" agreed, recalling Qin Zheng taught in the book, he suddenly closed his eyes in annoyance——

Don't yell or bark, was he a little aggressive just now?

"Don't frown all the time."

Noticing that the man frowned for some reason, Ji Lanchuan, who had finished drawing the talisman on the right, finally couldn't hold back and put his fingertips on it, but before Qin Zheng was happy for three seconds, he heard the young man seriously add: : "It will become ugly."

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Not wanting to listen to this silly rabbit anymore, the man lying on the bed pursed his lips, and gradually fell asleep angrily under the wrap of spiritual energy, and Ji Lanchuan, who confirmed that the other party was sleeping, was also ready to put down the gift hidden in his pocket and leave.

However, just as the young man was about to leave barefoot on the carpet, the mobile phone in his pocket, which had been deliberately muted, suddenly lit up.

Fearing that Qin Zheng, who had finally fallen asleep, would be woken up again, Ji Lanchuan pressed the phone quickly, and then received a text message from the other party after he went out.

[Zhong Yao is dead. 】

The sender, Zhao Zhuo.