Who is lying for me to win [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 51

He fell heavily on the bed, and his dizzy mind became more and more chaotic.

Before he could open his eyes, another heavy pressure hit him in front of him.

A slightly tingling touch on his lips might have dispelled his drunkenness for a moment, but it didn't quite succeed.

"Don't make a fuss." Chen put his arms around Yan Jingchuan's back, his slightly open eyes swept across Yan Jingchuan's face, but there was only a blur in front of him, and he said softly, "Let me sleep for a while."

Alcoholic.

The breath is burning.

The lips that were grinded when she opened her mouth were soft and hot, and the thick blood color quickly rubbed off.

Yan Jingchuan's back was stiff, and he got up subconsciously, but was stopped by the arm behind him.

He said in a deep voice: "Statement—"

Just saying two words, the lips rubbed again and again, it was burning hot.

He pursed his lips and turned his face away, and a low-pitched response came from his ear just in time.

"what's up?"

The drunken breath is wrapped in hot and humid breath, passing by the ear, as if all of it poured into the eardrum, leaving a numb itching along the way, which penetrates into every crevice.

Yan Jingchuan turned back abruptly.

Feeling restless in his arms, Chen Chen frowned and opened his eyes.

Seeing Yan Jingchuan, he raised his hand to hold the other person's face that seemed to be shaking, and made a little identification: "Mr. Yan?"

Yan Jingchuan pulled his hand down with a dark face.

The statement didn't pay attention, and pressed him on the shoulder casually: "Go to sleep."

"statement!"

Stated that the eyelids moved slightly and did not open them again.

Yan Jingchuan got up from the bed again, only to see Zhang Shi standing at the door.

Zhang Shi was dumbfounded after watching the whole process.

Seeing Yan Jingchuan turn around, it was too late for him to react, so he just lowered his head deeply and pretended he didn't see anything.

"Go find a bowl of hangover soup."

"Okay, Mr. Yan." Hearing Yan Jingchuan's voice, Zhang Shi didn't look up, and turned directly to the living room.

Yan Jingchuan looked away.

"Wang!"

Wangcai was still running back and forth by the side of the bed, raising his front paws to grab the statement's legs that were still hanging on the side of the bed.

Yan Jingchuan glanced at it, helped Chen lie down, then lifted the quilt, and was about to cover him, when he saw Chen frowning and tugging on his tie.

"..." Yan Jingchuan was silent for a moment, frowned, stepped forward, and leaned over to press his collar.

Statement suddenly raised his hand and clasped his wrist.

Yan Jingchuan raised his eyes, and met those eyes that were sober for a moment, indifferent, dark and sharp like a cold pool.

Seeing clearly that it was him, the coldness in the statement's eyes receded in an instant: "Have you arrived yet?"

Without waiting for a response, the strength in his hand was released, and his eyes were closed again.

Yan Jingchuan looked at his undefended face for a long time before continuing to undo his tie.

Zhang Shi went downstairs to drink the hangover soup himself, and when he came back, he saw that the door of Yan Jingchuan's bedroom was open, so he walked over.

However, before reaching the door, he saw Yan Jingchuan taking off his statement jacket strangely.

Zhang Shi: "..."

Beast!

All the statements are unconscious, and they still think about doing this!

President Yan!

You weren't like Mr. Yan before!

Zhang Shi is nailed to the same place, neither advancing nor retreating.

Going in disturbed the boss's good business, he couldn't eat and had to pull his pants and leave.

But this hangover soup was given by Mr. Yan, so it's definitely not good if you don't give it away...

Zhang Shi was still hesitating, but when he raised his head, he met Yan Jingchuan's eyes, his hands trembled in fright, and he almost knocked over the soup in his hand.

Yan Jingchuan only took one look and then looked away.

"Come in."

Zhang Shicai walked in tremblingly, and stood still beside the bed: "Mr. Yan, the hangover soup you want."

"Yeah." Yan Jingchuan helped Chen Chen up first, sat behind him, continued to help him take off his coat, and then embraced him in front of him, took the bowl from Zhang Shi, and said to Chen Chen, "Shi Chen, finish the soup sleep again."

I was woken up several times, and stated that the marks between the eyebrows became deeper.

Yan Jingchuan said: "If you don't hangover, you will have a headache tomorrow."

Stated helplessly, he took the soup bowl and drank it down.

Yan Jingchuan handed back the empty bowl to Zhang Shi, and helped him lie down again.

Zhang Shi stood aside, watched Yan Jingchuan help Chen Chen take off his shoes, took a step back; untied his belt, and quickly slipped out the door.

When he walked out of the bedroom, he closed the door intimately, walked to the living room and sat down, looking at the time to estimate how long he would wait.

As a result, Yan Jingchuan had already come out of the bedroom before his butt was hot.

Zhang Shi: "..."

So fast?

Shouldn't it?When he turned around and saw Mr. Yan's clothes neatly dressed, he was ashamed.

It turns out that Mr. Yan is still the former Mr. Yan, but he was thinking wrong...

Yan Jingchuan didn't close the door, he took a last look at the statement on the bed, turned around and walked to the living room: "Continue."

Zhang Shi nodded: "Okay."

Before going to the dinner party, there was still work to be done, so he didn't waste any time, and continued to report after speaking.

It wasn't until late at night that I packed my things and left.

After Zhang Shi left, Yan Jingchuan returned to the bedroom, went to the bathroom to wash up, and walked to the bed.

The statement is still asleep.

The dim yellow light from the side lamp hit the profile of his face, making the originally stern lines appear soft.

Yan Jingchuan looked at him, quickly turned off the light and lay down.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Chen was still not fully awake, and felt his brain swell, so he raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

"woke up."

Statement turned around, saw Yan Jingchuan, and remembered last night: "Am I drunk?"

"En." After Yan Jingchuan finished speaking, his eyes suddenly fixed on the corner of his mouth, and he paused before continuing to walk to the bathroom.

Statement also sat up from the bed.

The drowsy dizziness still had an aftertaste, he frowned and closed his eyes to relieve it.

Seeing this, Yan Jingchuan turned around and walked in front of him: "Not feeling well?"

"It will be ready soon," the statement said.

Yan Jingchuan said: "Don't be brave, you can sleep a little longer."

"No." The statement said, "I have to hurry today, so sleep on the way."

Yan Jingchuan frowned: "Your body is important."

Statement looked up at him and smiled: "I know."

After saying that, he lifted the quilt and frowned slightly when he saw the pajama pants on his body.

He didn't have many memories of last night in his mind, only sporadic memories of coming back from the banquet hall with Yan Jingchuan.

"Did you change my clothes?"

Yan Jingchuan turned around again: "Yes."

He didn't say much, his voice fell, and he went straight to the bathroom.

Looking at his back, looking back carefully, he could only remember one or two scenes, so he didn't pay attention to it. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom with him to wash up.

Walking to the sink, he felt a sharp pain in his mouth as soon as he rinsed his mouth.

He took a breath of cool air and looked at the mirror in front of him, only to notice that there was a wound at the corner of his mouth, which was slightly red and swollen, in an ambiguous position, and very conspicuous.

The statement looked at Yan Jingchuan beside him: "What's going on?"

Yan Jingchuan's expression remained unchanged: "You hit it yourself."

"Bumped?" said the statement, "How did it hit this location?"

Yan Jingchuan said calmly, "Then you have to ask yourself."

The statement laughed and didn't ask any more questions.

This matter is indeed his fault.

He had never been drunk before, but this time he miscalculated the original body's drinking capacity and caused him to get drunk. When he came back last night, he didn't even have the slightest impression of Yan Jingchuan helping him change his clothes.

Thinking of this, the statement glanced at Yan Jingchuan in the mirror.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing.

Sensing his gaze, Yan Jingchuan turned his face slightly.

"Don't move." Statement held him down, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

"It's nothing." Yan Jingchuan turned around and put down the towel.

The statement pulled back his arm: "Let me take a look at it anyway."

"Let go." Yan Jingchuan said, "I still have things to do."

Chen Chen smiled and said, "So busy that you don't have a second to spare?"

Yan Jingchuan said in a deep voice, "No."

"Ok."

The strength on his arm was finally released, but Yan Jingchuan's heart tightened slightly. He restrained his turning back and went straight to the living room.

Statement went back to the sink and continued washing before turning around and going out.

Just after leaving the bedroom, Yan Jingchuan's voice came.

"Drink the hangover soup."

Chen Yiyan took the soup bowl from the cart.

Zhang Shi also followed Yan Jingchuan and got up from the sofa and walked to the dining room.

He asked: "Mr. Yan, are we going to set off with Mr. Chen this time?"

Yan Jingchuan said, "Yes."

Zhang Shi nodded: "Okay."

Hearing footsteps behind him, Yan Jingchuan said again: "You take my car."

The statement said: "Good."

"address--"

Before Yan Jingchuan finished his second sentence, a hand brushed past his Adam's apple, pressed his finger on his jaw, and turned his face away.

The wound on the corner of his mouth was stated in the fundus of his eyes.

Yan Jingchuan was slightly taken aback.

Statement looked at his wound, and asked him with a smile: "Is this also caused by a collision, Mr. Yan?"

"..." Zhang Shi looked at them, first dumbfounded, then mournful.

Enough?

There must be a limit to show, right?

Is there an object that is amazing? ?

Isn't it fun to bully others and dare not speak out! !

Maybe it was his sad and angry eyes that seemed real.

The next moment, Yan Jingchuan raised his cane and removed the statement's hand.

He didn't look sideways: "It has nothing to do with you."

Statement: "Really nothing to do with me?"

Yan Jingchuan didn't seem to hear, walked to the table and sat down.

"Wang!"

The statement patted the dog's head, "You are becoming more and more disobedient."

After seeing the wound at the corner of his mouth, he vaguely remembered several incoherent images.

The cry of prosperity.

Yan Jingchuan accidentally fell down.

Like an incomplete image, but enough for him to think about it.

Seeing the similar wound on the corner of Yan Jingchuan's mouth, he can basically confirm it.

Wangcai didn't respond to his words, he just licked him, wagged his tail happily, screamed again, and rushed to Yan Jingchuan's feet.

Yan Jingchuan ignored it at first, and was thrown on his lap by it before filling up his rice bowl.

Looking up and seeing the statement, his face was calm and his tone was as usual.

"Let's eat."

Statement said with a smile: "Okay."

Zhang Shi looked at Yan Jingchuan, then at the statement.

But he had no intention of getting involved in this weird atmosphere, so he and Wangcai faithfully carried out this order and buried themselves in eating.

After breakfast, the three of them went downstairs together.

The driver was waiting in front of the door early, saw Yan Jingchuan, got out of the car and opened the door.

After getting in the car, he made a phone call to He Qiyu.

Knowing that he won't join them, He Qiyu's heart skipped a beat: "Statement, are you alone?"

The statement said: "No."

"..." He Qiyu's face was full of despair, but knowing that she couldn't persuade her to make a statement, she could only say, "Then be careful, don't be photographed by paparazzi."

After she finished speaking, she added a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Because the scene has been set up, after arriving at the destination, everyone went straight to the shooting location.

Yan Jingchuan sent the statement to the venue, watched the statement get off the car, and then said: "If you feel uncomfortable, ask for leave and come back immediately."

Hearing this, Chen turned around, raised his arms to press on the roof of the car, and leaned over to look at him: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. Go back and have a good rest."

Yan Jingchuan looked at him, "Okay."

"statement!"

It was He Qiyu's voice.

The statement closes the car door.

He Qiyu walked over quickly, and the car started slowly.

She took a look at the car and thought it looked a little familiar, but when she turned around and saw the statement, she opened her eyes wide and forgot about the car.

"State..." she said, "your mouth..."

Isn't it obvious that such an obvious and daydreaming wound makes people wonder? ?

Needless to say, this must be a good thing for being sticky and capable!

She is not around the statement.

Take this despicable method to swear sovereignty!

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-2123:59:43~2021-06-2223:59:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 2 for Zhou Xun who didn’t stay up all night; 1 for the country orange cat;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：strawberry47瓶；何为言少钱、红衣祸世、鸩山20瓶；木四、冬月玖、希10瓶；顾未卿7瓶；一口一只小奶猫6瓶；单眼皮5瓶；小烦4瓶；不看了吧2瓶；奈斯、听雨吹风、暮雪1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!