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

The original owner's capacity for alcohol was already good, not to mention that what Ji Lanchuan drank was only low-purity beer, even if he sincerely wanted to get drunk, he could not help but wake up in a daze after being fed a glass of honey water.

Above his head is the familiar warm-colored chandelier in the living room of the Qin Residence. The young black-haired young man was slumped on the large sofa like a cat. He guessed that Qin Zheng had hugged him back. Swollen lips.

It's sweet, with a tingle that can't be ignored...

Before Ji Lanchuan's sluggish nerves realized what was going on, he saw Qin Zheng walking down the stairs holding a towel.

Quietly hiding the ointment on his left hand, the man said with a normal expression: "Are you awake?"

The shirt was wrinkled and the tie was twisted. I had never seen such a messy and sloppy Mr. Qin. The young man lying on the sofa couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Is it funny?" Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have any memory of being drunk, Qin Zheng didn't know whether he should be lucky or disappointed. He handed the hot towel to the young man, and he pointed to his tie, "It's all because of you." of."

"Me?" Asked in surprise, the young man blinked in confusion, "I should be quiet when I'm drunk..."

Thoughts were slightly fluttering, and Ji Lanchuan spoke very frankly. Seeing the other party's dazed cuteness and deceitfulness, Qin Zheng began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "Quiet? If you want to hug me and refuse to let me go, it's fine." If you are quiet, then you are indeed not making trouble."

Scattered fragments flashed through his mind. Ji Lanchuan clearly recalled the scene of him grabbing the other party's tie. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the man's bloodier lower lip. The young man suddenly lowered his head and buried his face in the warm towel Among——

Oops, could it be that he forcibly kissed the president's father? !

Judging from the picture in memory, it doesn't look like the other party took the initiative?

Crashing and screaming in his heart, the young man's earlobe, which was already covered in a layer of light pink, was so red that it was about to bleed. Qin Zheng was keenly aware of the abnormality of the other party, and Qin Zheng's heart sank: "Do you remember?"

It's over, it's over, listening to this tone is the prelude to the storm.

"Yes, I'm sorry," he apologized in a muffled voice, and the young man cowardly revealed a pair of watery eyes from the towel, "I didn't mean to..."

The more I said it, the more I felt that this line was like a scumbag, Ji Lanchuan raised his hand and promised: "I will never let myself get drunk again."

The rare and anxious Third Master Qin: ...? ? ?

"Don't be an example," said the prudish floor with a bluffing face. Qin Zheng, who came to his senses, was happy to expose this beautiful misunderstanding, and took the towel from the young man's hand. He said helplessly, "Are you trying to suffocate yourself to death?"

Losing his wife and losing his army, he failed to ask the question he wanted to ask, but included his first kiss with the original owner. Ji Lanchuan felt depressed, thinking that he had never done such a loss-making business in his two lifetimes.

The most important thing is that he has no impression of the kissing process at all. Apart from embarrassment, Ji Lanchuan still feels a little unwilling.

Unconsciously pursing his lips, the young man with dull senses let out a slow "hiss". Seeing this, Qin Zheng finally took out the ointment from his pocket: "Apply the medicine first."

"Sex after drinking" should have been an embarrassing thing, but the man's attitude was so natural that it was impeccable, which made Ji Lanchuan feel embarrassed to hold back any further.

Retracting half of the long legs occupying the sofa, the young man stretched out his hand: "I can do it myself."

"I have to get up early and go to school tomorrow," Qin Zheng said in a low voice when unpacking the individually packaged cotton swabs, "You have to pursue efficiency."

It is said that looking at beauties under the light is more beautiful, the cold and hard shell of the wealthy patriarch in the past was accidentally peeled off, and the man with blood-colored lips and messy clothes seriously fiddled with the ointment under the light, there is a completely different look that is enough to make people leg Soft sexy.

Is this what it's like to be "abstinent"?

Thinking of the contrasting stalks that were prevalent on the Internet in his previous life, Ji Lanchuan's Adam's apple twitched, and suddenly realized that his behavior after drunk was not so brain-dead.

If the other party is Qin Zheng, it doesn't seem to be difficult to "see the color and get excited".

——Because of the original owner's design, Ji Lanchuan subconsciously placed Qin Zheng in the position of an elder, but after a series of shocks tonight, the young man who was knocked out had to start looking at each other from his own perspective .

"What's wrong?" Squeezing the ointment onto a cotton swab, Qin Zheng moved closer to the young man who was staring at him, "Open your mouth."

The ointment was prepared by Uncle Zheng. Ever since he saw what the young master was thinking, there have been a lot of weird gadgets in the medicine box of the Qin family. Before this, Third Master Qin had never used this special lipstick thing.

The transparent paste melted brightly, bringing a soothing and analgesic coolness. Ji Lanchuan felt it a bit, and felt that this thing was a bit like the aloe vera gel in the drawer of the original owner.

Looking down intently, the man's crow-colored eyelashes were long and soft, controlling his hands that were about to move under the influence of alcohol, Ji Lanchuan moved his chin uncomfortably, in exchange for a light reprimand of disapproval from the other party: "Don't move around."

Qin Zheng hadn't touched a drop of wine tonight, but at this moment, there was a faint aroma of malt between his lips and teeth, and he realized the reason belatedly, Ji Lanchuan's back was stiff, but he couldn't help wondering how intense his kiss was.

It turns out that after being drunk in this world, is he still an aggressive wild faction?

Brain supplements run counter to the truth, the broken Ji Lanchuan can't remember the self who was kissed until he couldn't breathe, after being helped back to the room by the man on unsteady steps, the young man's mind is still full of the question that he cares about so much—— —

How does it feel to kiss the "forced" president's father?

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After a good night's sleep, Ji Lanchuan, who had been carefully taken care of by someone, did not show the slightest fatigue after a hangover, but when he went downstairs to eat, he always felt that Uncle Zheng looked at him with too kind eyes.

Unaware that last night's oolong had been exposed by a tube of used ointment, Ji Lanchuan, who packed everything up, got into the car with a transparent document bag, intentionally or unintentionally moving a little further away from Qin Zheng.

Before sorting out his messy emotions, he must not go beyond the rules with the other party.

He mistakenly thought that this was an embarrassing period that came late after the young man woke up. Although Qin Zheng was displeased, he did not put pressure on the other party. Too big, many people in the circle are asking about you."

As soon as the video of the restaurant was released that day, many supernatural netizens matched the appearance and voice of "Master Ji" and the anchor "Yun Lan" of metaphysics one by one. Song Yi's act of pleading guilty has won the favor of many passers-by.

At the same time, Ji Lanchuan, who has kept his name in the gossip of the Huo family and the Song family, has also successfully established himself as a "celestial master" in the circle of aristocratic families, but he always thinks that he may be targeted by Qin Ziheng again because of this. , Ji Lanchuan, who was used to living a stable life, couldn't help but want to sigh.

"Don't like it?" Seeing that the young man was not as happy as he imagined, Qin Zheng said again, "I can help you push them away."

If possible, he would be happy to raise a little celestial master of his own.

Shaking his head, Ji Lanchuan didn't know how to explain it to the other party. Qin Ziheng was so high-profile when he pursued the original owner. He once made the original owner a topic of discussion in the school forum. Coupled with the spread of Song Yi's video, he just wanted to keep a low profile. After two years, Ji Lanchuan didn't want to be the center of gossip.

What's more, according to the plot of the original book, Bai Shinian, who is the "Prince of Piano", will soon be invited to M City Arts University to give performances and lectures. The original owner's third semester of junior year was in dire straits.

Leaving aside the part about the protagonist's offense and suffering, Ji Lanchuan tidied up his language: "Too many things happened this holiday, and I don't know how to face my classmates."

"But it's also possible that I'm worrying blindly. The University of Arts has produced many stars, so no one should notice me as a small anchor."

"Relax," Qin Sanye said calmly after patiently listening to the little troubles in the young man's heart, "If you are unhappy at the University of Arts, then go to another university you like."

But I don't like any university.

Realizing that Qin Zheng at this moment has the demeanor of a "loving father" in film and television dramas, Ji Lanchuan, who just wants to be a celestial master of salted fish, immediately skipped the question about study: "This is not urgent, and Zhong Yao's jade pendant, I think Donate it to a solid women's fund."

"It's a good idea," Qin Zheng nodded unsurprisingly, as he had expected, "I will find someone to help you."

The time of chatting always flies by quickly. When Ji Lanchuan came back to his senses, the driver had already parked the car near the University of Arts. Seeing that the young man wanted to open the door and get off the car, Qin Zheng suddenly reached out and pressed the back of the other's hand: "Save my phone , remember to turn on your phone."

"Go." Seeing the young man's body froze as imagined, the man unloaded his strength at the right time, "Go home early."

Sure enough, after breaking away from the ambiguous and private atmosphere last night, the other party who returned rationally would still reject his intimacy.

Rubbing between his brows, Qin Zheng, who suffered from insomnia again last night, closed his eyes: "Let's go."

Unaware of the man's disappointment at the moment, Ji Lanchuan walked towards the school gate absent-mindedly, the back of his hand seemed to still have the warmth of the other's palm, he shook his head vigorously, his mind was full of the image of Qin Zheng applying the medicine for himself last night.

What to do, he seems to be a little weird.

He obviously wanted to use the alcohol to ask if the other party liked him, but now, how did he get himself involved?

Calm down, it was just an accident.

Raising his hand and patting his face, Ji Lanchuan straightened his expression and tried his best to integrate himself into the new university life, but before he stepped into the school gate, a strange voice sounded behind him——

"Ji Lan, is it really you?"

The author has something to say:

Qin Zheng: Stiff, dodge, the little rabbit really doesn't like me.

Ji Lanchuan: ...What should I do, I feel a little bit attracted by the beauty of the third master.

Lighting wax for the little rabbit who mistakenly thought he was aggressive and forced to kiss the president's father, today is also a day when the brain circuit is not right 233333

Comparing with each other every day, Jiumi.