The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man - v2 Chapter 129

Shen Qingshu listened to his words and comforted him, "Don't worry, I will be fine."

What can Shen Qingyu have? He is not afraid.

Listening to his tone, Han Cheng knew that he didn’t take Shen Qingyu seriously, but he didn’t want to put too much pressure on Shen Qingshu. He just hoped that Shen Qingshu had a sense of precaution, and he would naturally take responsibility for the rest. .

"Then no matter where you go in the future, remember to wear this watch and bracelet." Han Cheng warned.

Shen Qing nodded repeatedly, "Do you have any other gadgets like this?"

He asked curiously, "Either take it out and open my eyes."

Han Cheng looked at him with curiosity about new things and rubbed his head, "This kind of physical attack is gone, but if you want, I can teach you some punches."

Shen Qingshu immediately became interested, "Okay, okay."

Han Cheng looked at his eager appearance, and felt that he was really a child's temperament.

But as long as he is interested, no matter what the mentality is, it is always good.

He pulled Shen Qingshu up and said to him, "Then I will simply teach you a few tricks. You should study hard."

"Uh-huh."

Han Cheng took a few steps back, "You come attack me now, I will show you a demonstration."

Shen Qing Shulimara took a posture, looked at him carefully for a long time, and rushed towards him.

Han Cheng grabbed his hand when his fist was about to hit him, twisted his backhand and pressed his shoulder.

Shen Qing turned his head back and said in surprise, "You are so good, this is good, I want to learn this."

Han Cheng smiled, let go of his hand, and began to teach him.

All night spent in fighting teaching.

Han Cheng teaches very seriously. When he demonstrates himself, he can't bear to work hard, but he doesn't forget to remind him when Shen Qing is practicing, "You should work hard, don't give up your energy."

Shen Qingshu felt sorry for him, "I'm afraid I am too strong and hurt you."

"Just you? You hurt me?" Han Cheng glanced at him, "Innocent."

"What do you mean?" Shen Qing was dissatisfied, "You don't believe in my strength."

Han Cheng had an expression of "Then I really don't believe it", "Try it."

Shen Qingshu:...

Try it!

However, he did try and died. He had just grabbed Han Cheng's hand and was about to twist his backhand, but was locked by Han Cheng.

Shen Qingshu:? ? ?

He didn't learn this, he didn't know this!

"Why are you still hiding yourself? You didn't teach me this!"

"Teach you everything, how can I be your teacher?" Han Cheng smiled.

"Who said you are a teacher, don't give yourself a cup of coffee." Shen Qingshu retorted him.

Han Cheng smiled and approached him, "I taught you all night, isn't it a teacher?"

Shen Qing snorted, "Of course not."

He earned and earned again, but he couldn't get away anyhow.

"You let me go." Shen Qing said angrily from annoyance.

Han Cheng is very leisurely, "I don't think so."

Shen Qingshu:...

Shen Qing was so angry that he raised his foot and stomped on him, only to be picked up by Han Cheng as soon as his foot fell.

"Okay, you." Han Cheng looked at him and threw people onto the bed.

"You still dare to step on your teacher, so you don't respect the teacher and respect your teachings. It seems that you need a good lesson."

Shen Qingshu sat up, raised his chin and said to him, "Just you, teach me?"

"Of course." Han Cheng bent down and approached him, "I will not only teach you well, but also teach you slowly, so that you know what it means to respect the teacher and respect the Tao."

Shen Qingshu turned around and was about to get out of bed, Han Cheng stretched out his hand, and directly hugged him by the waist, embracing him in his arms.

"Dare to run? Where do you want to run?"

"Run where there is no you."

"That night, the garage is locked, and you can't get out. Accept your fate."

After Han Cheng finished speaking, he bowed his head and kissed him.

Shen Qing smiled and kissed him. When the kiss was over, he found out in a daze that he was already lying on the bed with two buttons on his pajamas unbuttoned.

Han Cheng kissed his collarbone, followed the trend, kissed his chin and lips, Shen Qing hooked his neck, and kissed him, allowing him to ask for anything.

At the Twelve Wushan Cloud and Rain Meeting, King Xiang will go to the balcony tonight.

When the moonlight gradually deepened, Shen Qingshu almost lost his energy, and was taken to the bathroom by Han Cheng.

"From tomorrow, I will send you two bodyguards, and you will let them follow you wherever you go from now on, you know?" Han Cheng said to him while giving him shower gel.

Shen Qingshu was already sleepy, and nodded vaguely, "I see."

He leaned in Han Cheng's arms and felt that Han Cheng was really attentive. He had already given himself those gadgets and had to arrange bodyguards for him. He really thought of everything he could think of, and did everything he could.

"Don't worry." He comforted him, "I will be fine, I assure you."

Han Cheng squeezed his face, "That is necessary."

After he finished speaking, he squeezed twice, and then kissed his mouth.

Shen Qing smiled and kissed him back, rubbing his forehead affectionately.

It’s just for Han Cheng, he can’t have anything wrong. If something happens to him, if the world line of this novel is closed again, and then Han Cheng and Bai Jian will be together again, then he will have to climb up to think of a way after he gets down to the underworld. Let yourself be reborn.

He hugged Han Cheng tightly and kissed him reluctantly.

He didn't want his master driver to be with other people again. He was so unlucky that he encountered a spare tire and another substitute, so he should stay by his side and be his white moonlight!

Han Cheng hugged him too, barely relieved.

After taking a shower, Han Cheng took Shen Qingshu out of the bathroom and put it on the bed. Shen Qingshu rolled along the bed and wrapped the quilt around his body like an egg roll.

Han Cheng took him over with a hairdryer.

Shen Qingshu unfolded the quilt again, revealing the white and tender filling in the egg roll.

Hancheng:...

Han Cheng felt that he didn't want to blow the omelet, he wanted to take a bite of the cream filling.

Shen Qingshu looked at him with a deliberate gaze, and immediately put on his pajamas, "You are not allowed to look."

Han Cheng laughed, "I think my wife is justified."

"Who is your wife? I'm still just your boyfriend now."

"Whoever sleeps in a bed with me is my wife." Han Cheng leaned close to him, "what do you think, wife?"

Shen Qingshu:...

Shen Qingshu's face was a little red, and he glared at him angrily, "Blowing his hair."

"Yes." Han Cheng deliberately breathed into his ears, "Serving his wife."

Shen Qingshu turned his head and stared at him, and couldn't help but feel sweetness in his heart after taking back his gaze.

Han Cheng helped him blow his hair, and the two people finally turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Shen Qingshu still had activities the next day. He got up early and saw the two bodyguards that Han Cheng had sent to him.

The two bodyguards seem to be young, in their twenties, about 1.8 meters tall, with a smile on their faces, not like bodyguards, but like ordinary white-collar workers.

"Shao Han said, let us follow you in the future, so that if you have more fans at the airport or other times, we can also help maintain order and protect you." One of the humanitarians.

"You call me Xiao Zhang, and you just call him Xiao Huang."

Xiao Huang nodded when he heard the words, and smiled enthusiastically, showing eight teeth.

"Okay." Shen Qing said gently, "Then you and Xiao Li and others just call me Brother Shen, it's hard work."

"It should be." Xiao Zhang smiled.

Zhou Jianming looked at the two bodyguards, and only felt that Han Cheng was really not very concerned about Shen Qingshu. He had just added an assistant to him before, and now he has added a bodyguard. When will he add an agent to him? People, he probably wouldn't be surprised.

"You and Shao Han are now..." Zhou Jianming asked tentatively, "What is the relationship?"

"Right now it's a boyfriend." Shen Qing replied.

"What about afterwards?"

"Then I'll talk about it later." Shen Qingshu turned his head and looked out the window.

But despite what he said, there was a clear smile on his face.

Zhou Jianming wondered if he liked Han Cheng very much, and he probably wanted to marry Han Cheng, but he didn’t know if Han Cheng’s family would accept him and Shen Qingshu as a man?

Alas, I hope so, otherwise, he, the little prince with golden threads, will be depressed.

After attending the brand event, Shen Qingshu returned by plane.

He knew that Han Cheng was worried about him, so except for the announcement that Zhou Jianming had discussed before, at other times, he stayed at home and wrote his own novels.

The stay lasted for a week and nothing happened. The novel "Mayfly" in Shen Qingshu's hands was unknowingly serialized to the later stage.

The biggest reversal is about to appear. Shen Qingshu looked at the calendar. If nothing happens, according to the current rhythm, it should be written around his birthday.

Although the number of words in this novel is not much, it is time-consuming and laborious to write because of the design of many details, modus operandi, back-and-forth echoes, and reversals.

He intends to wait for the completion of this book, and then write a relaxed change of mind, so that he will not be so hard.

Shen Qingshu was thinking, when the phone rang suddenly, he picked it up and glanced at it. It was a text message from Shen's mother.

Mother Shen: [I'm outside your community, Xiao Shu, your birthday is coming soon, and mom knows that you don't want to spend it with me, so I knit a scarf for you in advance and want to give you a birthday present. Would you like to see me? 】

Shen Qingshu didn't respond.

After a while, Mother Shen’s text message came again: [Or if you don’t see me, just come down and take the scarf, and then you go back, is this okay? 】

Shen Qingshu was still too lazy to make sense.

Mother Shen looked at the phone that didn't respond, and her heart was full of sadness.

In the end, she hurt her son too deeply, so even now, Shen Qingshu still refuses to care about her.

Mother Shen sent a message to him uncomfortably: [Then I will send it to you, okay? Xiao Shu, this is a scarf knitted by your mother herself. It’s cold, you may be able to use it after a while. 】

Shen Qingshu felt unnecessary. He needs a scarf, can't he buy it?

Besides, Han Cheng loves to play Miracle Qingqing so much that he has bought him a drawer of scarf a long time ago.

Shen Qingshu: [No, you go back, I don't need it. 】

Mother Shen looked at what he said, feeling sad, she carefully sent a message to Shen Qingshu: [Xiaoshu, just accept it, mom knows that she ignored you before, I'm sorry, mom wants to make amends too, mom pays it back You brought longevity noodles, which I cooked by myself. I know you don’t want me to celebrate my birthday with you, and maybe you don’t want to eat my longevity noodles, but you can always take the scarf, just this time, okay? 】

Shen Qingshu: [Not necessary. 】

Mother Shen watched, tears streaming out unconsciously.

She took pictures of the scarf and the longevity noodles and sent them to Shen Qing, babbling about her feelings.

Shen Qingshu looked at the longevity noodles in the photo, and couldn't help but suddenly thought of Han Mu and his mother.

He didn't want to forgive Shen's mother, nor did he feel that he needed to forgive Shen's mother, let alone the belated maternal love of Shen's mother.

He will never be able to compensate for the original owner who has long since disappeared, and he who exists in this body now does not need this meaningless care.

Shen Qingshu saved Word, closed the document, and went out.

He wanted to tell Mother Shen not to show up in front of him anymore. The former "Shen Qingshu" who longed to be noticed and loved by his parents is no longer there. Now he only hopes that they are as far away from him as possible, and never disturb each other. .

He went downstairs and saw Mother Shen standing under the tree with a paper bag.

She seemed to see that she finally appeared, and walked towards him happily.

The sky was gloomy and the light was not very good, but her eyes were full of bright smiles.

He looked at him and said softly, "Xiao Shu, this is your birthday present, and my mother knitted it for you."

"Do you want to eat longevity noodles? Mom brought you too. Today, the driver asked for leave. I still took a taxi. Your birthday is coming soon. Mom wishes you a happy birthday."

"No need." Shen Qing said indifferently.

"I don't lack them, nor are they rare, Ms. Xu Hui, I am very grateful to you for giving birth to me in October, but it's just that. You didn't raise me when I was a child, nor did you grow up. I used to wish you could love me, but that I am no longer who I am now. I don't know where he went. I only know that when he loves you, you don't love him."

"The current me, I have already lost these expectations, so no matter how you compensate, you can't compensate for the me who longs for your love, so there is no need. I will not be moved by this, I will only feel bored."

After he finished speaking, he saw Mother Shen's eyes widened in disbelief in horror, "No!"

Shen Qingshu just wanted to complain, is it such an exaggeration?

However, before the sentence was over, he felt a pain in his neck, and the next second, he lost consciousness.