The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man

Chapter 129

Listening to his words, Shen Qingshu comforted him, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

What can Shen Qingyu do?He is not afraid.

Hearing 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 would have a sense of prevention, and he would naturally be responsible for the rest .

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

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

He asked curiously, "Why don't you take them out together and open my eyes."

Han Cheng looked at his 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."

Looking at his eagerness to try, Han Cheng felt that he was really a child at heart.

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

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

"Uh-huh."

Han Cheng took a few steps back, "Come and attack me now, and I'll show you a demonstration."

Shen Qingshu Lima opened his posture, looked at him carefully for a long time, and rushed towards him.

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

Shen Qingshu turned around and said pleasantly, "You are amazing, this is good, I want to learn this."

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

The whole night was spent in fighting teaching.

Han Cheng taught very seriously. He was reluctant to use his strength when he was demonstrating, but he did not forget to remind Shen Qingshu when he was practicing, "Put in your strength, don't be reluctant to lose your strength."

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

"Just you? Still hurting me?" Han Cheng glanced at him, "Naive."

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

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

Shen Qingshu: ...

Just try it!

However, in the end he did try and died. He just grabbed Han Cheng's hand and was about to twist it backhand, but Han Cheng locked it.

Shen Qingshu:? ? ?

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

"Why are you still keeping secrets? You didn't teach me this!"

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

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

Han Cheng approached him with a smile, "I taught you all night, isn't he a teacher?"

Shen Qingshu snorted, "Of course not."

He struggled and struggled again, but he couldn't struggle no matter what.

"Let me go." Shen Qingshu said angrily.

Han Cheng said leisurely, "I don't."

Shen Qingshu: ...

Shen Qing was so angry that he lifted his foot and stepped on him, but Han Cheng hugged him as soon as his foot fell.

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

"Dare to step on your teacher, so disrespectful to the teacher, it seems that you need to teach yourself a lesson."

Shen Qingshu sat up, raised his chin and said to him, "It's just you, you still teach me?"

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

Shen Qingshu turned around and was about to get out of bed, Han Cheng stretched out his arms, put his arms around his waist, and pulled him into his arms.

"Do you still dare to run? Where do you want to run?"

"Run to a place without you."

"It's late, the garage is locked, 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, and when the kiss was over, he realized in a daze that he was already lying on the bed, with two buttons of his pajamas unbuttoned.

Han Cheng kissed his collarbone, then went up to kiss his chin and lips, Shen Qingshu hooked his neck, cooperated with him and kissed, letting him get whatever he wanted.

The Twelve Wushan Cloud and Rain Meeting, King Xiang went to the balcony tonight.

When the moonlight gradually became thicker, Shen Qingshu almost lost his strength, and was carried to the bathroom by Han Cheng.

"Starting tomorrow, I will send you two bodyguards. No matter where you go from now on, let them follow you, understand?" Han Cheng told him while pouring shower gel on him.

Shen Qingshu was already sleepy, and nodded vaguely, "Got it."

Leaning in Han Cheng's arms, he felt that Han Cheng was really careful, he had already given him those gadgets, and he needed to arrange bodyguards for him, he really thought of everything he could think of, and he did everything he could do.

"Don't worry." He comforted him, "I'll be fine, I promise you."

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

After he finished speaking, he squeezed twice more, and then kissed him on the mouth.

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

Even for the sake of Han Cheng, he can't be in trouble. If something happens to him, if the world line of this novel is closed again, and then let Han Cheng and Bai Jian be together again, then even if he goes to hell, he has to climb up and find a way Let yourself be reborn.

He hugged Han Cheng tightly, and kissed him reluctantly.

He doesn't want his driver to be with other people anymore, he is so unlucky, one is a spare tire, and the other is a substitute, so stay by his side and be his white moonlight!

Han Cheng also hugged him, barely reassuring.

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

Han Cheng took the hair dryer and asked him to come over.

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

Han Cheng: ...

Han Cheng felt that he didn't want to blow the egg rolls anymore, he wanted to have a cream sandwich every bite.

Shen Qingshu looked at his meaningful eyes, and immediately put on his pajamas, "Don't look at it."

Han Cheng laughed, "I see my wife as a matter of course."

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

"Whoever sleeps with me under the quilt is my wife." Han Cheng approached him, "What do you think, wife?"

Shen Qingshu: ...

Shen Qingshu blushed a little, and glared at him reproachfully, "Blow your hair."

"Yes." Han Cheng deliberately blew into his ear, "Serve my wife."

Shen Qingshu turned his head and stared at him, but couldn't help feeling sweet in his heart after looking away.

Han Cheng helped him dry his hair, and the two finally turned off the lights and went to bed.

Shen Qingshu still had activities the next day, so he got up early and met the two bodyguards Han Cheng sent him early.

The two bodyguards looked not very old, in their 20s, about 1.8 meters tall, with smiles on their faces, not like bodyguards, but ordinary white-collar workers.

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

"You can call me Xiao Zhang, just call him Xiao Huang."

Xiao Huang nodded upon hearing this, and smiled warmly, showing eight teeth.

"Okay." Shen Qingshu said gently, "Then you can call me Brother Shen just like Xiao Li and the others. Thank you for your hard work."

"It should be." Xiao Zhang said with a smile.

Zhou Jianming looked at the two bodyguards, and felt that Han Cheng was not ordinary to Shen Qingshu. He had just added an assistant to him before, and now he has added a bodyguard to him. When will he add another agent to him? People, he probably wouldn't find it strange.

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

"Currently he's a boyfriend." Shen Qingshu replied.

"What about after that?"

"Then we'll talk about it later." Shen Qingshu turned to look out the window.

But even though he said that, there was a clear smile on his face.

Zhou Jianming thought that he probably liked Han Cheng a lot, and he probably wanted to marry Han Cheng, but he didn't know if Han Cheng's family could accept him being with Shen Qingshu as a man?

Alas, I hope it is ok, otherwise, he, the golden silk prince, will probably be depressed by then.

Shen Qingshu came back by plane after participating in the brand event.

He knew that Han Cheng was worried about him, so except for the announcement that Zhou Jianming had made before, at other times, he would stay at home and concentrate on writing his own novel.

I stayed here for a week, nothing happened, and the novel "Mayfly" in Shen Qingshu's hand was unknowingly serialized to the later stage.

The biggest reversal was about to happen. Shen Qingshu looked at the calendar. If nothing unexpected happened, according to the current rhythm, it should be written around his birthday.

Although there are not many words in this novel, Shen Qingshu's writing is quite time-consuming and laborious because of the need to design a lot of details, modus operandi, back and forth echoes and reversals, etc.

He planned to wait until he finished writing this book, and write the next book to change his mind easily, so that he would not have to work so hard.

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

Shen's mother: [I'm outside your community, Xiao Shu, your birthday is coming soon, and mother knows you don't want to spend it with me, so she knits a scarf for you in advance and wants to give you a birthday present, would you like to meet me? 】

Shen Qingshu didn't respond.

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

Shen Qingshu still didn't bother to talk about it.

Shen's mother looked at the unresponsive mobile phone, her heart was full of sadness.

After all, she hurt her son too much, so even now, Shen Qingshu still doesn't want to talk to her.

Shen's mother sent him a message in distress: [Then can I send it to you?Xiaoshu, this is a scarf that your mother knitted for you. It's cold, and you may be able to use it after a while. 】

Shen Qingshu thinks it's unnecessary, can't he buy a scarf if he needs it?

Besides, Han Cheng loves Miracle Qingqing so much, he already bought him a drawer of scarves.

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

Seeing his words, Shen's mother felt sore. She carefully sent a message to Shen Qingshu: [Xiao Shu, just accept it. Mom knows that I neglected you before. I'm sorry. Mom also wants to make up for it. You brought longevity noodles, I cooked them myself, I know you don’t want me to celebrate your birthday with you, and maybe you don’t want to eat my longevity noodles, but you can always accept the scarf, just this time, okay? 】

Shen Qingshu: [No need. 】

Shen's mother watched, tears flowed out unconsciously.

She took photos of the scarf and longevity noodles and sent them to Shen Qingshu, chatting about her feelings.

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

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

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

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

He wanted to tell Shen's mother not to appear in front of him again. The "Shen Qingshu" who longed for his parents' attention and love in the past is no longer there. Now he only hopes that they will stay away from him as far as possible, and never disturb each other. .

He went downstairs and saw Shen's mother standing under the tree carrying a paper bag.

Seeing that she finally appeared, she walked towards him happily.

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

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

"Do you want longevity noodles? Mom brought them for you too. The driver asked for leave today, so I took a special taxi here. Your birthday is coming soon. Mom wishes you a happy birthday."

"No need." Shen Qing said indifferently.

"I don't lack these, and I'm not rare, Ms. Xu Hui, I am very grateful to you for being pregnant for ten months and giving birth to me, but that's all. You didn't raise me when I was young, and neither did you when I grew up. I may have hoped that you could love me, but that me is no longer the me I am now, I don’t know where he went, I only know that when he loved you, you didn’t love him.”

"The me now has already lost these expectations, so no matter how much you make up for it, you can't make up for the me who longs for your love, so there is no need. I won't be moved by it, I will only feel bored."

After he finished speaking, he saw Shen's mother's eyes widen in disbelief, "No!"

Shen Qingshu just wanted to complain, isn't it so exaggerated?

However, before he finished vomiting this sentence, he felt a pain in his neck, and the next second, he lost consciousness.