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

They worked together to help a few drunk classmates into the taxi back to school. After Ji Lanchuan, Yu Yang and others bid farewell, they called the driver Li Qing and asked him to come and pick him up.

Knowing that young people are treasured by Qin Sanye, Li Qingfangwen and others have their mobile phones open to Ji Lanchuan 24 hours a day, standing in the most conspicuous position on the side of the road with a cold face, even if the young man is very handsome, there is no drunkard Dare to strike up a conversation.

However, Li Feng, who had been waiting for a long time, did not have this self-awareness. He managed to sneak back without hiding the truth, and spent a long time outside the door with the cold wind blowing before seeing the person he wanted to see.

"Ji Lan." He closed his coat and stepped forward. Li Feng's drunkenness had been blown away by the autumn wind a long time ago. He knew that Shi Nian didn't like friends around him to be in contact with each other, so he turned back halfway.

Ghosts linger.

Taking a casual glance at Li Feng, Ji Lanchuan didn't want to start a conversation with the other party, even though he knew there was a reason for Li Feng's hatred of the third party, but the other party's bad attitude and insulting words in the past really bored him.

Seeing the young man's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't want to pay attention to his question at all, Li Feng just wanted to get angry habitually, and then remembered that he still had to ask for help from others, and silently said in his heart, "A man can bend and stretch", and he leaned closer to the other party: " How much reward do you want?"

Not liking the smell of alcohol around this man, Ji Lanchuan turned sideways to avoid it, and inexplicably missed the smell of cologne on the president's father, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the black-haired young man said in a bad mood: "If you want the Li family, will you give it?"

"Don't be kidding..."

Li Feng is not stupid, he heard that the other party was rejecting him, he retorted subconsciously, but was interrupted seriously by the young man: "I'm serious."

"You know the Song family. After Song Yi came to beg me, the Song family's business has not improved." Recalling the commission he officially took over, Ji Lanchuan deliberately concealed Qin Zheng and Huo Duoduo, "And Fu Hong Da, I heard that his wife is so determined to divorce that even the flesh and blood in her belly will be destroyed..."

"Wife and child are separated, family is ruined," deliberately exaggerated the words, the young man shrugged his shoulders and smiled innocently, "Is Young Master Li ready for bad luck?"

"That's their own fault."

Not being frightened by the other party, Li Feng replied without thinking. Ji Lanchuan was not angry when he saw this, but lowered his voice meaningfully: "So, you and your father have never done anything wrong?"

Looking into the clear eyes of the young man, Li Feng immediately felt guilty for no reason, no one can tell what happened in Vanity Fair, let alone his father, who had betrayed his mother in the first place.

And my previous attitude towards Ji Lan was indeed a little too much.

Unwilling to give up like this, Li Feng suspected that the other party was trying to scare him: "But the Qin family is not clean either."

Whether it is Qin Zheng or Qin Ziheng, these two people are not good at business, especially Qin Sanye relied on iron and blood methods to gain power in the early years, and touched an unknown number of gray areas.

"So Qin Ziheng will be unlucky," Ji Lanchuan said happily, "I promise."

Arabian Nights.

Knowing the status of the Qin family in country Z and even the world, Li Feng never thought that Qin Ziheng, who was adopted by the third master, would have bad luck. Go and provoke the Qin family, you will regret it."

late.

Thinking of Qin Zheng who was still telling him to go home early this morning, Ji Lanchuan's entangled depression suddenly disappeared. Knowing that the young man has an appointment tonight, Li Qing has been walking around nearby waiting for orders, watching from afar. That familiar and low-key business car, Ji Lanchuan casually gave Li Feng a simple business card to send the other party——

"Young Master Li, come to me after being prepared to accept the defeat of your family."

Where there is a cause, there must be an effect, and the peach blossom evil is the culprit caused by Li Shikun's romantic nature. Even if he takes action to resolve it, the retribution will definitely fall elsewhere.

However, this "evil consequence" may not be as serious as what Ji Lanchuan said, he didn't want to get too involved with Li Feng, so he deliberately said this to intimidate him.

Just kidding.

Looking at the back of the young man Shi Shiran getting into the car, Li Feng froze on the spot with his business card in his hand. The other party's tone was so sure that he couldn't feel any doubt for a while.

Moreover, why does the license plate of that commercial vehicle look so familiar?

A series of numbers that are not special but impressive...Trying to recall the experience of drinking with friends in the past, Li Feng's eyes widened, and he shuddered in the cold wind——

The tail number is 7588, isn't that the license plate of Mr. Qin? !

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I don't know how broken Li Feng was when he vaguely guessed the truth. Ji Lanchuan jumped at the door for a long time after getting off the car, and only dared to enter the house after he completely dissipated the smell of alcohol.

At exactly eleven o'clock at night, the young man just stepped on the door of the Qin residence to go home. Zhang Ma and others had already left work, but there was still a warm orange light in the kitchen.

Closing the door secretly to change his shoes, Ji Lanchuan suddenly felt guilty. He kicked off the slippers quietly, and then tiptoed towards the kitchen.

He probably heard the news from Li Qing that he was going home. The man was making soup according to a note that was obviously handwritten. It looked like a chemical experiment that could explode at any time.

Seeing the small apron on the other party that obviously belonged to Zhang Ma, Ji Lanchuan quickly covered his mouth with both hands, so as not to let himself laugh out loud on the spot.

Very sensitive to the gaze of others, Qin Zheng put down his spoon and turned his head, and immediately caught a certain stupid rabbit hiding by the door, snickering with its eyes. The other party bent its beautiful eyes into a pair of crescent moons and laughed silently. Overjoyed.

Seeing the young man's little feet wearing only white socks, the man closed the lid of the small pot, and then stepped forward to "lift" the young man by his waist: "I don't wear shoes."

Obediently carried to the door by Qin Zheng, Ji Lanchuan stepped lightly on the other's instep, put on the slippers obediently, lowered his head and sniffed behind the young man's ear, Qin Zheng kissed the other with satisfaction: "Did you drink?"

"Just a cup."

The back of his neck became hot from being kissed by a man, and Ji Lanchuan didn't dare to lie to the CEO's father, but after the last "drunken kiss" incident, he deliberately avoided getting drunk again.

"It seems that my hangover soup was not cooked in vain," Qin Zheng ordered in a low voice, taking off his ill-fitting apron, "Sit down on the sofa, and I'll serve you the soup."

#秦三叶为爱washwashingmakesoup#, such a headline full of public account shock suddenly popped up in my mind, Ji Lanchuan was amused by himself, and followed behind the other party like a small tail.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man following him with bright eyes, and Qin Zheng had no choice but to put his hand on the other's forehead: "Drunk?"

If it were normal, the youth would certainly not stick to himself so closely.

Drunk is not drunk, but Ji Lanchuan just felt that his whole body became light and light. This feeling had nothing to do with alcohol, it was purely a wonderful reaction after seeing Qin Zheng.

"No," Ji Lanchuan shook his head honestly, his eyes were sincere, "I just think you look very handsome now."

He was so handsome that he couldn't help but want to pounce on him and kiss her.

It's rare to hear such straightforward praise from a young man. Occasionally, Mr. Qin, who is troubled by the age difference, raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt that his heroic appearance was not lost. He raised the corner of his mouth reservedly, and the man scraped the tip of the other's nose: "You're the one with the sweetest mouth."

Knowing that it was Ji Lanchuan who wanted to drink, Zhang Ma specially gave Qin Zheng a sweeter prescription, hawthorn, green plum, red dates, lotus seeds, osmanthus, and the air was filled with sour and sweet floral and fruity aromas. Bottles and cans on the stage, I never expected a man to be so patient when cooking.

There were no chairs in the kitchen. Qin Zheng cleared a clean space on the large countertop, and then hugged him up with his arms: "Sit."

The young man's figure is considered tall among his peers, but he is still half a head shorter than a man. In addition, the original owner's skeleton is thin and light. Every time Qin Zheng hugs him, Ji Lanchuan feels that the other party is as light as holding a baby.

Taking a bowl of soup, Qin Zheng didn't think there was anything out of line for the young man to sit on the kitchen counter. He was right about the rules, but every time he was with his little rabbit, he would always break the so-called rules again and again. bottom line.

"How are you doing tonight?" Putting the porcelain bowl containing the soup aside to let it cool, Qin Zheng methodically cleaned up the mess beside the small pot. The warm light reflected on the man, making him look much softer than usual.

"It's a bit boring." Thinking of Li Feng and the protagonist Gong Shou, the young man stopped swaying his little feet, "I also regret not coming back to eat with you."

Knowing that the other party was at a playful and active age, Qin Zhengben didn't intend to keep him locked up. When he suddenly heard the young man's answer, he raised his head in surprise: "You don't like it?"

"Fortunately," Ji Lanchuan could only answer ambiguously with the past photos of the original owner. After thinking about it, he added seriously, "Compared to those, I still like you more."

Unlike the hard-talking Qin Sanye, except for the love of the bed, the young man is very frank when dealing with emotional issues. When he is hit by a straight ball from the opponent, the man who knows that the young man "runs away after flirting" is unmoved: "Drink your soup."

The mouth is not the heart.

Seeing the slight smile in the other party's eyes, Ji Lanchuan made a grimace under the cover of the soup bowl, and then he had a flash of inspiration and made up his mind.

"It's so bitter." The small face wrinkled into a bitter gourd, and the young man stuck out his tongue aggrievedly.

bitter?

Convinced that he had added enough rock sugar according to the recipe, Qin Zheng turned his head and looked suspiciously at the other party, who was full of innocence, and even handed the soup bowl to the man: "If you don't believe me, try it."

Knowing that there was a deceit in it, Qin Zheng still lowered his head to drink it cooperatively, but the moment he was about to touch the porcelain bowl, the young man suddenly withdrew his hand and poured the soup into his mouth.

Leaning his upper body forward slightly to kiss the man's thin lips, the young man passed the soup to the man through intertwined lips and teeth, and then blinked playfully——

"The soup is bitter, but I am sweet."

"You said so."

The author has something to say:

Qin Zheng: It's just your sweet mouth.

Ji Lanchuan: Yes, my mouth is sweet.