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

"Then don't pester me to take you home."

Throwing down these words coldly, Qin Ziheng took the coat, slammed the door and left without looking back.

Shocked and speechless, Bai Shinian froze in place with his eyes wide open, never thinking that the other party would treat him so rudely.

Two flowers bloomed, one for each branch. Ji Lanchuan, who was at the center of public opinion at the moment, said that the photo was really just an accident.

At that time, he was taken out on a date by the president's father, and the other party prepared a candlelight dinner very seriously. Just as the two were talking and laughing and preparing to go home, they were unfortunately photographed by the paparazzi who were guarding other stars at the door.

Never concealing his special feelings for young people, Qin Zheng has already secretly suppressed many similar photos, but at this time the relationship between the two has stabilized, and he is naturally happy to swear sovereignty in this way.

"Is this a public show of affection..."

Lying on his back on the bed with his mobile phone in his hand, Ji Lanchuan stared at the photo on the screen and muttered to himself, the paparazzi was so good at sneaking shots that even he couldn't help saving one.

The Qin's public relations team operated secretly, but there were no radical comments about "one man serving two husbands" on the Internet. Even if there was no deliberate guidance, everyone's attention was spontaneously focused on the hapless Qin Ziheng.

And Bai Shinian, as the current boyfriend of the eldest son of the Qin family, he was often discussed by netizens.

[Think about the reunion dinner during the Chinese New Year... tsk tsk tsk, this scene is a bit embarrassing / Dog Head]

Amused by the comments under the hot search entries, Ji Lanchuan could feel that the karma between himself and the original owner was gradually becoming shallower, "Let Qin Ziheng fall in love with Ji Lan", although he didn't know if Qin Ziheng still had love in his heart, but he at least did it "Shall not" this.

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied?"

Drying his hair and walking out of the bathroom, Qin Zheng looked up at the motionless young man holding his mobile phone on the bed. The two lived in the master bedroom together, and the Kingsize bed with excellent texture naturally became a certain rabbit's favorite place to roll around. boundaries.

Suddenly frightened by the man, Ji Lanchuan, who was thinking about the plot of the original book, almost smashed his phone on his face. He sat up on the bed with strength from his waist and abdomen, and shook the photo on the screen at him with a smile: "I miss you."

Because of the regularity of going to bed early and getting up early and three meals a day, even though Ji Lanchuan was still persevering in his dance practice, he was still rounder than when he first crossed over. After pinching the soft flesh on the young man's face, Qin Zheng naturally leaned over and kissed him. The other party: "Your mouth is sweet."

He tasted it a little bit, but Ji Lanchuan, whose blood was surging, still couldn't help but the tips of his ears turned red. Compared with the lingering of dry wood and fire, he seemed to be more unable to bear this kind of affectionate and long-lasting tenderness.

This body is so sensitive that even a little bit of shyness or reaction will be displayed truthfully or even magnified.

Gradually figuring out the opponent's cover, Qin Zheng, like a beast lurking in the dark, patiently put away his sharp claws and teeth stretching towards the prey, remembering the business to say, he let go of the young man's back neck : "I'm going to do some errands in City H in a few days, you may have to stay at home by yourself for a week."

City H?

Ji Lanchuan, who has been living in the Qin residence since time travelling, is not used to parting, frowned: "Can I go with you?"

The matter of the Xuanxue group has not yet been settled, and he dare not let Qin Zheng, the golden Tang monk's flesh, wander around.

"No," resolutely refused, the man reached out and nodded the young man's slightly frowning brows, "Forgot what you promised me?"

Successfully obtained a diploma.

Limbly answering in his heart, Ji Lanchuan felt that this was probably the biggest problem he faced after time travel. After the initial novelty, going to school every day to report did not appeal to him at all.

Rather than taking classes, he would rather open another office to accept commissions for hunting ghosts and exorcising evil spirits.

But for Qin Zheng, he is not only the lover of the young man, but also an elder who is 15 years older than the other party. He has vaguely noticed the changes in the young man in recent months. Young people must get that paper-thin certificate after two years.

Third Master Qin is extremely skilled, but he will not help him cheat on this matter. Knowing that he can no longer miss class, Ji Lanchuan sighed, thinking that he really found a father-boyfriend to come home.

"I'm just afraid that you will regret it in the future." Rubbing the young man's soft black hair, Qin Zheng lowered his eyes, "Ji Lan, will you change back to the way you were before?"

Ji Lanchuan's nerves tensed suddenly, and Ji Lanchuan didn't expect Qin Zheng to be so keen. Logically speaking, except for Taoism, all changes in his personality were reasonable and traceable. Even Yu Yang and Qin Ziheng didn't notice anything wrong. How could Qin Zheng, who had almost no contact with each other...

"Don't be nervous," Qin Zheng slowed down his tone, "I just mentioned it casually."

But I can't just listen to it like this!

Although he knew that the other party would never send him to a research institute for slicing, the matter of crossing is still the biggest secret in Ji Lanchuan's heart. If Qin Zheng knew that this world was just a novel, would he feel that he was a fool after reading the original book? A high-ranking outsider who can deceive others?

It is true that he could find ten thousand excuses to explain why the original owner left, but if he made up his mind to confess, Ji Lanchuan would not want to hide anything from Qin Zheng anymore.

"I……"

Hesitantly wanted to answer, but Ji Lanchuan was lightly pressed by the man's finger on his lips: "I'll talk about it after I think about it, I don't want to hear it yet."

"咚咚-"

At this moment, someone knocked abruptly on the bedroom door, and glanced suspiciously at the electronic clock beside the bed, Ji Lanchuan guessed vaguely, "It's Uncle Zheng?"

During this period of time, there should be only the two of them in the old house.

Knowing Uncle Zheng's rhythm when he knocked on the door, Qin Zheng got up from the bed and opened the door. He already roughly guessed the identity of the visitor. Sure enough, just as the bedroom door was opened, he saw Qin Ziheng who smelled of alcohol.

"Father," Qin Ziheng stood still with his right hand down, still conscious, "I want to talk to you."

The security measures near the Qin residence are excellent. Except for Qin Ziheng who knows the password and carries the key, no one can come upstairs quietly. Not liking the other party's dejected appearance, Qin Zheng lowered his voice: "Change Get dressed and go to the study."

In Qin Ziheng's memory, his father was always a serious and meticulous image in a suit and leather shoes. He had never seen such a homely Qin Zheng in pajamas, so he instinctively looked over his shoulder into the bedroom.

As he expected, the handsome young man who was so familiar to him was sitting on the soft big bed with black as the main tone. Because of the kiss he had just kissed not long ago, his lips were soft. It was glowing with an abnormal bright red.

In this situation, even if Qin Zheng and Ji Lanchuan didn't do anything, it is easy to think of "afterwards" and other charming things.

"Qin Ziheng."

Blocking the other party's gaze in the room expressionlessly, Qin Zheng's eyes were condensed: "If you don't want to talk, go back to your own room."

Third Master Qin acted resolutely and kept few words. After moving to the old house for so many years, Qin Ziheng had never heard any foul language from the other party. He was drunk, and at one moment he felt that he was extremely angry, and at the other moment he felt that he was extremely wronged: "Father !"

After all, they have been together for nearly ten years in the name of father and son, how can they be inferior to an outsider with bad intentions?

"You don't know his background at all," Jiu Zhuang was cowardly, Qin Ziheng's mind was fluttering, and the nonsense backlogged in his heart just blurted out, "You haven't seen his photos in high school, have you? He is just pretending to be innocent and cute." Yes, no matter how he pleases you, the ultimate goal is money."

From the corner of the eye, Qin Ziheng caught a glimpse of the slender white figure hiding behind the crack of the door, and added angrily: "By the way, he just wants to take revenge on our Qin family! What happened in the previous years made him feel resentful, that's why he changed his mind." Trying to seduce you."

"Revenge, this is all revenge, he shamelessly climbed into your bed, all for revenge w..."

"Snapped!"

Before the word "I" was finished, Qin Ziheng felt a burning pain on his left cheek, put down his right hand, and the man standing in front of the door looked coldly: "Are you awake?"

After taking power completely, the Third Master Qin was restrained and rarely used the violence that was criticized by other families in the early years, especially Qin Ziheng who was raised as an heir, and had never been clubbed or slapped by the other party.

Panting heavily, his eyes turned red from anger and shame, Qin Ziheng covered his cheeks, and unexpectedly tasted a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth that cannot be ignored.

"You should be glad I don't have a gun in my hand."

Yun Danfeng uttered this warning full of murderous intent, and Qin Zheng's eyes were full of chilling coldness: "Qin Ziheng, I, Qin Zheng, what to do and what to do, it's not up to you, a junior, to teach me. .”

silence.

Deathly silence.

In the Qin family's old house in the middle of the night, only Qin Ziheng's heavy breathing echoed in the air. He was sure that if he dared to say a word about Ji Lan, the other party would shoot him without hesitation.

"Pressing you to apologize to Ji Lan is to let you know that you should have respect for him," Qin Zheng pretended not to see a certain rabbit hiding behind the door, and looked at the cheap son in front of him, "Qin Ziheng, You really let me down."

Before the youngest son of the Bai family returned to China, the other party had always been the most satisfying one among the juniors of the Qin family. He thought that his emotional style was harmless, but who would have thought that Qin Ziheng would have such a trouble today.

He made his relationship with Ji Lan public. He never wanted anyone to bless or object. No matter whether the world and the family accept it or not, they are not qualified to comment on the decision of Third Master Qin.

As Gong, the protagonist of a novel about a rich and beautiful man, Qin Ziheng's first half of his life was very smooth, even though he knew that he should kneel down and apologize to keep his position as the heir, but he couldn't bear such humiliation, but he still refused move.

"I'll give you 30 seconds," Qin Zheng turned around and closed the door—

"get out."

The author has something to say:

Ji Lanchuan: It turns out that the president's father is so angry QAQ.

Qin Zheng: Don't worry, I won't kill you.

Don't blame Qin Ziheng for his lack of brains. After all, he and Qin Zheng have lived together for almost ten years, and it's normal to feel wronged and unbelievable. The third master has no father-son affection for Qin Ziheng, but he has never treated him harshly.