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

There was a talisman between his eyebrows, not to mention how funny Li Shikun's appearance was at this time, Li Feng wanted to laugh a little, but felt that he shouldn't demolish the other party on such a serious occasion.

Firmly gripping the pendant on her chest, Yu Fei didn't know why the amulet she bought with so much money suddenly failed, staring at the back of her thin hand, Li Shikun slammed the water glass at the woman: "Speak!"

"I don't know." Yu Fei had never seen the other person get angry before, she was afraid, but she still replied calmly, there was only one step left before marrying into a wealthy family, she couldn't give up at this time no matter what.

Dodging the flying glass shards sideways, the woman's eyelashes were weeping, crying like pear blossoms with rain, secretly sighing that the other party's professionalism is hard enough, Ji Lanchuan put his fingers together, and took off the red hair on Yu Fei's neck with a light swipe. rope.

He was convinced that the young man did not have a knife in his hand, but Li Feng could clearly see the neat breaks at both ends of the red rope, and while playing with the peach wood carved into petals in his hand, Ji Lanchuan really felt a row of horoscopes the size of rice grains at the bottom.

Gengchen Jianyou, this horoscope is the most destructive "Yangjian Peach Blossom" among the evil peach blossoms. Those with this fate will lose money, be dismissed from office, or even die because of their feelings if they are a little careless.

——Sheep blade is a knife, I have already looked up Li Shikun's birthday on a certain encyclopedia, so Ji Lanchuan answered him with "a knife on the head of color".

He was supposed to avoid disasters with a pure heart and few desires, but unexpectedly, Li Shikun's romantic nature attracted such a rotten peach blossom from nowhere, and he threw the peach wood pendant to the other party. Ji Lanchuan lazily explained: "The above is your horoscope."

Although it is difficult to know the last piece of information about the horoscope of birth date and year, date and month, an experienced celestial master can still deduce it based on the other person's life experience.

As one of the well-known entrepreneurs in M ​​City, Li Shikun's past is really not private.

The same horoscope can no longer be explained by coincidence, and when she realized that the matter had been revealed, Yu Fei wiped away her tears, and hastily separated her relationship with "Murder for Money": "I don't know, I really don't know, this is just a trick. It's just a talisman."

She just wanted to take this opportunity to marry into a wealthy family, who would have imagined that this series of disasters would be caused.

The unique fragrance of peach blossoms still lingers in the house, Li Feng walked away from Yu Fei in disgust, and opened the opposite window with a frown: "What should I do next, I can't let the old man hang around with a piece of talisman paper all the time." ?”

"depression to luck."

Picking up Yu Fei's dropped phone, Ji Lanchuan wittily unlocked the screen with the other person's face. Qin Zheng's safety was at stake, so he would not engage in any error-prone behavior.

Just now the young man cut off the red rope with his fingers, no matter how dissatisfied Yu Fei was, she dared not show it on her face. Touching the talisman paper between her eyebrows, Li Shikun said boldly: "How much do you want, you ask the price."

"I don't want it, it's fate." Ji Lanchuan raised a smile that was quite magical, and pointed to the sky, "Money and life, you can only choose one."

With a "thud" in his heart, Li Feng remembered the price that the young man had mentioned at the bar street that day. However, the matter of fate was too illusory. And lost.

"Master Li is about to choose his life?"

Every drink and peck has a fixed number, Ji Lanchuan naturally will not intentionally interfere with the other party's choice, save a certain mobile phone number that Yu Fei noted as "Master", the young man lightly raised his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, he made Lei Ting take the pink flower. The clouds split.

It seemed that some invisible shackles had been broken, and Li Shikun suddenly felt his shoulders and cervical spine relax a lot. At the same time, the fatigue that had been hidden by the backlog of days suddenly broke out on his body.

With sunken eye sockets and pale complexion, Li Shikun, who was lying on the bed at this time, looked like a seriously ill patient. Li Feng was startled, and he stood there for a while before remembering to call the family doctor.

"Running water flushes the peach blossoms. It is recommended to place the bed facing the bathroom."

Compared with the impulsive and troublesome Li Feng, the seasoned Li Shikun is obviously better at being a man. After receiving the tens of millions of checks from the other party, Ji Lanchuan was satisfied, so he kindly gave some advice on the feng shui layout.

After confirming that his father was not in danger of life, Li Feng ordered his servants to take good care of Yu Fei, and then personally sent the young man downstairs who was about to finish work and go home. All kinds of past flashed in his mind one after another. Open the mouth: "...Thank you."

"No need to thank you," Ji Lanchuan shook the check in his hand, his eyes were not moved, "It's just a business."

The money and the goods are the same, and he doesn't want to have any other interactions with Li Feng.

It's rare for someone to humiliate you but get a cold face. Li Feng really wanted to raise his voice and get angry, but he was concerned about the kindness of the other party for saving his father. He clenched his fists and said in a muffled voice, "You really have to talk like this?"

"Otherwise?" Ji Lanchuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and smiled coldly, "I have no friendship with you, Young Master Li."

Thinking of his previous attitude towards the young man, Li Feng felt regretful, but he couldn't save his face and apologize to the other party. Ji Lanchuan had no intention of understanding the other party's entangled mood, and turned away without looking back as soon as he took a long leg.

Thinking about the promise to have dinner with Qin Zheng, the young man sitting in the taxi looked at his watch frequently, but he was still helplessly defeated by the traffic jam in the evening rush hour. With an inexplicable anxiety.

Opening the window on the left hand side, the young man leaned against the back of the seat listlessly and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He caught a glimpse of the other party's flushed face from the rearview mirror, and the uncle driver couldn't help asking: "Does the young man have a fever? Do you want to?" Go to the hospital first?"

Convinced that he was not sick, Ji Lanchuan shook his head firmly, and finally rushed back to the villa area where the Qin residence is located before six o'clock. However, unregistered vehicles can only be parked outside. After the young man hurried home, the clock The upper minute hand has already passed the "12" mark.

Is it because of the evil spirit of peach blossoms artificially condensed...

Before Ji Lanchuan's dull head could figure out why, he saw the president's father in formal attire at the door of his house, who was about to go out to find someone. He threw himself into the other's arms without thinking. "Qin Zheng."

"Fever?" Seeing the other party's flushed face, Qin Zheng touched the young man's forehead worriedly, "Are you dizzy? I'll ask Uncle Zheng to bring you some medicine."

Hugging the man tightly and shaking his head desperately, Ji Lanchuan rubbed the tip of his nose against his chest: "I'm not dizzy, I just want to see you."

"Don't make trouble." Thinking of the experience of a young man fainting in front of his door with a high fever, Qin Zheng pressed the other's twitching little head, not daring to be careless at all, "Take the temperature first, and call the doctor if it is serious."

But I just want to cling to you.

Silently tightening his arms, Ji Lanchuan hugged the other party willfully and refused to let go, Qin Zheng had no choice but to carry a certain little tail all the way back to the living room.

"What's the matter?" Hearing the commotion in the living room, Zhang Ma and Uncle Zheng rushed over, and immediately noticed Third Master Qin whose coat had been torn off halfway.

"Burn stupid."

Angrily pushing the young man down on the sofa, Qin Zheng felt that this man was really his nemesis. Mama Zhang and Uncle Zheng had winks, and immediately separated to prepare medicines and hot water that might be used.

Consciousness floated lightly, the black-haired young man lowered his head and muttered softly: "I'm not stupid."

Peach Blossom is not a drug, let alone an aphrodisiac. Ji Lanchuan's current state is somewhat similar to that of Li Shikun when he was in "Passionate Love", but he likes Qin Zheng already, so the symptoms will be more obvious.

"Don't move."

The place on the sofa was too small, and Qin Zheng couldn't control a certain stupid rabbit that kicked its legs indiscriminately. He picked him up with his left hand through his knees, and Mr. Qin hurried upstairs and threw him on the bed: "Stay honest."

The man exerted his strength skillfully, and Ji Lanchuan couldn't feel any pain when he fell on the bed. He casually touched a pillow and hugged him in his arms. The young man stared at him with bright eyes.

"Qin Zheng, I really like you."

With a snap of his fingers while arranging his clothes, Qin Zheng was sure that the young man must have burned his head without his knowledge. If it was normal, the other party would never have the guts to call him by his first name.

After taking the water cup and the small medicine box from Mama Zhang and Uncle Zheng, the man closed the door, not wanting others to see the stupidity of his rabbit.

Unable to pull out the pillow in the opponent's arms, Qin Zheng, who wanted to measure the temperature but was afraid of hurting the young man, had to wipe the thermometer with a sterile paper towel, and then handed it to the opponent's lips: "Hold it."

He opened his mouth obediently, but the young man never left Qin Zheng's gaze, as if feeling uncomfortable, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, revealing a flickering left eye.

"..."

Seeing the colored contact lenses on the back of the young man's hand and the red eye ends, Qin Zheng suddenly wanted to press the other man on his lap and give him a good lesson. He stared at the young man staring at him for 3 minutes, and noticed that the man's body temperature was normal. Sighing: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"It's Taohuasha," the young man muttered vaguely with a small thermometer in his mouth, "I broke his line, and I may have suffered a little bit of backlash."

Not sure if he was awake or in a daze, Ji Lanchuan let go of the pillow in his arms that was stained with the other party's breath, and rolled to the man's legs: "Although there is no mahogany traction, I still want to see you very much."

No matter how much he doesn't know about love, after this encounter, Ji Lanchuan can still recognize his feelings for Qin Zheng. He could have drawn amulets and chanted scriptures to drive away evil spirits, but after seeing a man, he just wanted to rely on him to mess around recklessly.

Hanging on the man's body flexibly like a cat, the young man carefully touched the man with his lips: "Qin Zheng, I want to kiss you."

"Crack——"

The string representing reason in his brain broke in an instant. Qin Zheng supported the other party's nape, and responded with a deep kiss full of predatory meaning. Suddenly, a little blood was tasted between the intertwined lips and teeth of the two.

The wisps of powder mist were completely expelled by the domineering golden light, and the young man who regained his senses opened his eyes wide, and immediately froze on the spot in shame and indignation——

Master Patriarch, what did he do just now? !

The author has something to say:

Ji Lanchuan: Thank you heaven and earth, thank you for the golden light of merit and virtue for allowing me to regain my sanity~

Qin Zheng: ...I hate it.