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

The National Day outing plan was completely ruined due to illness. Ji Lanchuan had just recovered, and he ushered in the day when the school started full of resentment.

After learning the true origin of the young man, Qin Zheng considered whether to let the other party suspend school and recuperate at home, but since he had already promised the president's father to get the paper certificate, Ji Lanchuan would naturally not give up halfway like admitting defeat.

However, having said that, on the first day of school, a certain rabbit was still lingering in front of the dining table and refused to go out. Qin Zheng found it interesting, so he raised his eyebrows and teased: "Why don't we let the rabbit go out again?" Uncle Zheng asks for sick leave for you?"

"No," shaking his head with difficulty, Ji Lanchuan remembered the text message Yu Yang sent to himself, "If there is another absence, I will definitely fail several subjects this semester."

Although it is a dance department that pays more attention to practice and basic skills, the original major has enough theoretical classes. Counting it out, Ji Lanchuan is not much easier than students of other majors.

"Then take a wedding leave."

Deliberately teasing the other party, Qin Zheng said solemnly: "The reason is justified, and it will not affect the full attendance."

"Marriage leave..." Thinking of the ring that he had hidden beside the bed, Ji Lanchuan looked away, "You are just joking, where did the students get their marriage leave from?"

"I'll just go to class, so you don't have to make fun of me here all the time."

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, the young man slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet, like a rabbit. Knowing that the other party was free and loose and did not like restraint, Qin Zheng shook his head as expected, but there was not much disappointment in his eyes.

Marriage is just a form, and if the young man cannot accept it, he will not be too demanding on the other party.

Although the commercial marriage was brokered by the family, Qin's father and Qin's mother were very affectionate when they were alive. Because of this, even before meeting the little rabbit, Qin Zheng would not reject the existence of the so-called "marriage".

But Ji Lanchuan was different. It was the first time for him to experience this, and he would inevitably feel a little at a loss. It was precisely because he liked Qin Zheng that he had to make more cautious choices.

There are no two identical leaves in the world, and Ji Lanchuan and Qin Zheng are not perfect fits carved out of the same mold. Fortunately, they have a sweet mouth and a tolerance, and they easily turn all hidden conflicts into choking dog food .

The two masters enjoyed it leisurely, but Zhang Ma, who was looking forward to the happy event in her heart, was very anxious. Although the master and Xiao Ji had been in the same room for a long time, looking closely at the latter's appearance, it was obvious that he was still immature without experience in human affairs.

It's not good to gossip about the master's private affairs, and Zhang Ma can only vaguely mention her concerns to Uncle Zheng. The hale and hearty old housekeeper did not panic at all, and calmly showed an inscrutable smile.

So, one day, Ji Lanchuan, who went home to search for autumn pajamas, suddenly found a box of Okamoto in the cloakroom.

He had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running. The black-haired young man with rich theoretical experience was stunned for half a second, and then he took out an exquisite small blue bottle filled with transparent liquid from nearby.

Lubricant...cloakroom?

Thanks to the memory of the original owner, Ji Lanchuan quickly recognized the very popular brand in same-sex forums. For some reason, he pinched the thing in his hand, and suddenly a bright blush appeared on his cheeks.

"Knock knock."

Before the other party went to bed, Qin Zheng put on his slippers and knocked on the door of the cloakroom. Unexpectedly, the young man hadn't closed the door tightly before. The man only used a little force, and the half-hidden door automatically opened to him.

It was too late to hide the things, Ji Lanchuan: "...."

"Well," Qin Zheng meaningfully glanced at the things in the young man's hands, and laughed in a low tone, "So you like this style."

He stretched out his long arm and pulled the box away. He stared at the text on it expressionlessly and suggested earnestly: "But...does this model look too big for you?"

"No, no!"

Throwing away the bottle as if scalding his hand, the young man who was suddenly caught was so nervous that he almost bit his tongue, feeling that the man's ability to beat him back was too strong, he complained in shame and annoyance: "Obviously it's you..."

Quieting in time to interrupt some impure associations in his mind, the young man glared fiercely at the other party, the reproach in his eyes was self-evident.

"Me?" Qin Zheng raised his eyebrows lightly, spreading his hands innocently, "I've never done such a thing."

But judging from the location of the hidden thing, he can probably guess whose handwriting it came from.

Knowing that the other party was a hooligan who lied without blinking an eye, Ji Lanchuan walked around Qin Zheng on fluffy slippers, and began to search the bedroom carpet-like.

If you don’t look for it, you don’t know, and when you look for it, you are startled. About 10 minutes later, there are a bunch of pocket-sized "fun props" in front of the young man.

Bathroom, bedside, carpet, floor-to-ceiling windows...

Shocked by the concealment and patience of the other party when hiding things, Ji Lanchuan said without hesitation: "You... you want to try them all?"

There are all kinds of things, everything you need, thinking of the man's "old age" of 35 years old, he glanced at the other's waist reflexively, and felt that the president's father seemed to have some wrong perceptions of his abilities.

"Although these things really have nothing to do with me..." Sensing the bright doubts in the young man's eyes, Qin Zheng narrowed his eyes dangerously, "But if you are curious, we can use them up one by one right now."

For some reason, although the man's voice was extremely gentle, Ji Lanchuan could still hear a gnashing of teeth, his eyes flickered, he turned his head, pursed his lips and wondered what he was thinking.

Already accustomed to the young man's evasion in the face of sexual intercourse, Qin Zheng quietly stepped forward to put away his things, and did not put pressure on the other party. Uncle Zheng had good intentions when he did things, but he should hide it deeper next time.

"That kind of thing..."

Just when Qin Zheng thought he was going to take another cold bath to reduce the fire tonight, a young kitten-like voice suddenly sounded next to his ear: "...does it really not hurt?"

After stumbling through the second half of the sentence, Ji Lanchuan hardly dared to look up into the man's eyes. Of course he knew how hard the other party had endured. After helping each other, Qin Zheng's expression was always forbearing and helpless.

Reality is not fiction, maybe he should be more relaxed.

Hearing the hidden meaning in the young man's words, Qin Zheng's Adam's apple moved up and down: "It will hurt, but..." I have studied the relevant techniques well.

"Let's try."

Before the man could finish speaking, Ji Lanchuan hurriedly interrupted him, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, he firmly grasped Qin Zheng's cuff and repeated: "Let's try."

"Don't be impulsive first." Thinking of the "evil deeds" of young people who always use crying and cheating, the man pretended to be serious and retreated slowly, "I know you are afraid that I will feel uncomfortable, but I really don't care .”

It's fine if Qin Zheng didn't mention it, but when he mentioned Ji Lanchuan, he felt that the other party was getting more and more wronged. He raised his hand to unbutton the man's pajamas, and the black-haired young man had a firm attitude: "I have no impulse."

Stopping the other party's fingers, Qin Zheng's eyes dimmed: "Are you sure?"

"Ah."

"Once you start, you can't stop halfway," Qin Zheng lowered his voice impulsively as he brushed his fingertips across the young man's small and fiery earlobe, "You can't cry no matter what."

"……Um."

As if wanting to cheer himself up, the young man raised his head and vowed, "I won't stop."

But with such an effort to raise his head, Ji Lanchuan, who is rarely impulsive, suddenly became a little scared. Because of the problem of his position, Qin Zheng was carrying the light behind his back at this time. He couldn't see the expression on the other party's face clearly, but he just vaguely felt that he used four words to say something. There was a beast.

Instinctively wanting to run away, the young man pressed his shoulders irresistibly: "It's already started, baby."

"Whoa-"

The bottles and condoms piled up beside the bed were scattered on the ground, and Ji Lanchuan, whose breath was taken away by the other party, felt like a small fish lying on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.

Braised rabbit meat is probably Qin Sanye's favorite delicacy in this life. Because of the high-quality raw materials, the meat is tender and delicious, and you can taste some sweet juice with a light bite. The man who hadn't tasted meat for a long time whetted his appetite, and he still refused to announce that he was full.

Just like the previous "treasure hunt" route, bedside, carpet, floor-to-ceiling windows, bathroom... Qin Sanye, who tried hard to prove himself, tried one by one, even though the young man clinging to him cried hoarsely, he did not let go.

The fire was simmering fiercely, Ji Lanchuan still had the strength to fight back at the beginning, but later he could only beg for mercy and admit his mistake, feeling happy, tired and wronged, before his body was cleaned up, the young man fell asleep in the man's arms past.

Hugging each other carefully and properly, Qin Zheng put the hot water down, his eyes and brows filled with contentment.

Different from the sweetness in the old house, the atmosphere in Qin Bai's apartment is very condensed. I don't understand why the other party refuses to share the bed with him and refuse to go home with him. Qin Ziheng suppressed his irritability and stood up, looking at The lover huddled at the foot of the bed: "At that time, did you have someone else outside?"

——Ever since Ji Lan hooked up with his father and became a well-known little third aunt in the circle, Qin Ziheng, who was quite confident in his own charm, gradually became uncontrollably suspicious.

Unexpectedly, the other party would say such hurtful words, Bai Shinian raised his head in disbelief, revealing a much thinner face: "Qin Ziheng."

Calling the other person's name word by word, he tightly squeezed the pillow in his arms: "How can you miss me so much?!"

"Then why don't you go home with me?" Qin Ziheng couldn't help lowering his volume a little bit because of the guilty look, "I don't care about the bed separation. Since you are so worried about uncle, you should know that I want to help you now." .”

"As long as you and I make a marriage agreement, the relationship between the Qin and Bai families will definitely improve."

getting better?

The corners of his lips curled up mockingly. Bai Shinian knew that he had no chance of turning back. Although he didn't know why the other party didn't kill him, he must pay enough for hurting Third Master Qin's treasure. .

Not wanting to quarrel with his lover anymore, Bai Shinian lowered his eyes and nodded before the other party opened his mouth again: "Okay, I'll go back with you."

——Whether he can marry Ah Heng is no longer important, what is important is that he must guard the Bai family for his father and elder brother.

The author has something to say:

Ji Lanchuan: Deceiving people, it still hurts QAQ.

Qin Zheng: Good boy, the first time is raw and the second time is cooked... (By the way, remember to add chicken legs to Uncle Zheng)

Assisted by all the staff, the third master finally ate rabbit meat, but he ate too much in one breath, and tomorrow he will probably be bitten by an angry little rabbit 2333333