The Rich and Vicious Male Supporting Character is Tearing up the Script

He Yi, who had fallen to the last step, lay in the wooden barrel, recalling his life in a daze.

It should have been a generation of Tianjiao, but from a certain point, everything has changed to a certain point. He recalled that the sweetest time in his life was the time with Su Qingyuan.

From the first time I saw him, I fell in love with him inexplicably, and after crazy pursuit and company, I started a business together. Both people are not poor at home, but the feeling of growing up together is different when thinking about projects together.

Occasionally when two people get busy, Su Qingyuan will make noodles. At that time, a bowl of lard and green onion noodles, if you add an egg, you can feel that you have reached the peak of life.

Two people crowded in a small room, under the dim light, he could see his pupils up close.

The movement is like a peach blossom, and tranquility is like a bright moon.

It's the little fairy who will meet in a dream in the middle of the night.

But what was wrong after all? Why are you not satisfied after being with him? What is that person pursuing all his life?

He Yi was puzzled.

Because he offended the drug lord, the other party did not intend to let him go. After making him into a human being, he would feed him dog food every day. He Yi felt that his body was gradually decayed. Shit and urine were all in the barrel. He gradually lost his soul, but all the cells in his body were clamoring to live and not let him die.

This kind of bitter life lasted for a month or two, and the police who came there completely took the drug lord den and rescued the dying He Yi.

After a month, He Yi and Bai Yunshu finally met again.

Bai Yunshu kept yelling: "I am the proud son of heaven, and I am a god! I know the future. If you treat me this way, you will definitely be punished by the gods!"

The prison guard has long been accustomed to his crazy talk.

"When did this person's psychiatric appraisal come out? Every day he says that he is reborn, that he is the darling of the heavens. I am tired of hearing it. If he is really reborn, why not buy a lottery ticket?"

He Yi was almost unable to recognize the boy in front of him, and Bai Yunshu had become a complete lunatic, even he could not recognize him.

Bai Yunshu started to go crazy again: "I'm here to save you, why are you doing this to me? I provided them with jobs, and I made people who want to lose weight lose weight! I didn't do anything wrong, so why did you take me? Lock it up?"

The prison guard smiled: "It's completely crazy."

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The spring is cold. Just after the beginning of the spring, a cold air blew silently, making Luo Zhixing like an enemy.

As early as the deep winter, President Xiao Su finally survived the end and fell ill. Luo Zhixing ordered him to keep him warm, but President Xiao Su couldn't resist it, he still caught a cold. Luo Zhixing was so angry that he went to the school to talk to the dean, with the effect that "General Su is not in good health and can't handle the school's high-intensity courses."

Of course, the dean knew the details of Luo Zhixing and Su Qingyuan, and said that he could not provoke these two great gods, so he adjusted Su Qingyuan's most relaxed and free timetable at the moment. By the way, this uncle was sent away. I heard that Luo Zhixing recently took over his own company and surpassed Su Taiqiang. It's hard for him to come here to complain for Xiao Su.

After returning home, Luo Zhixing was busy making soup with one hand and thinking about how to wear long trousers for Xiao Su on the other. Xiao Su would rather die, and Luo Zhixing almost turned his head overnight. Fortunately, Mr. Su finally recovered for a week, and Luo Zhixing was relieved.

He was just getting ill, so he was busy pruning Queen Fara and various roses in the yard to prepare for the winter.

Luo Zhixing almost puffed over with anger.

"Su Qingyuan! You just just got sick!"

President Xiao Su seemed to have just realized that there was still such a person in the room.

"Didn't you take over the company? Why are you still at home?"

He was puzzled in his heart.

Luo Zhixing led the man back, and as soon as he entered the house, he quickly put on him a furry coat. To be fair, Su Qingyuan doesn't like this kind of furry stuff at all, but Luo Zhixing especially likes it, and even uses high-sounding reasons: "Who can reject furry?"

After watching it for a long time, Su Qingyuan also thinks it's okay. Su Qingyuan, wearing a plush jacket, looks younger.

Su Qingyuan put on his coat obediently, and was kissed by Luo Zhixing.

"You are like this, it really reminds me of your college days."

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"Once you caught a cold, you dressed especially thickly, with your entire small face wrapped in it, and your skin was white and ruddy, very cute."

"...Lsp." Su Qingyuan then picked up the big scissors, ready to go out for pruning.

Luo Zhixing followed him by, asking from time to time: "Why do you cut it so hard?" Su Qingyuan cut it down with a pair of scissors, and almost two-thirds of it was gone.

Su Qingyuan patiently explained to him: "...so that powerful bamboo shoots can emerge from the roots next year."

"That's it."

Su Qingyuan noticed that no matter where he went, Luo Zhixing was like a piece of cowhide, followed closely, occasionally speaking, like a good baby.

When it started, he was very accustomed to the other side by his side.

Because Su Qingyuan was ill, the two hadn't done it for a long time. Luo Zhixing obviously couldn't help it. That night, he hugged and hugged his relatives, fully showing his masculine physique and charm. Su Qingyuan felt like a pancake tossed over and over again, and finally lost a trace of strength.

I don't know why Luo Zhixing can still be so energetic.

He even took him to take a shower by the way. Su Qingyuan, who was half asleep, had a dream, a dream of a previous life.

Before Luo Zhihang got into the car accident, he seemed to have found a lot of things.

He prepared a bunch of beautiful Queen Farah and planned to give it away. Before leaving, he made a call with Su Qingyuan.

"Are you free today? I have something to talk to."

"Is it a very important thing?" Su Qingyuan's voice on the other end of the phone looked very tired.

Luo Zhixing: "Did you sleep well recently?"

"I slept for three hours. Come here while I'm still asleep."

Su Qingyuan suddenly remembered that at this time, he was involved in the company's embezzlement. He was checking it every day and only slept for a few hours in a week.

Luo Zhixing, who hung up the phone, picked up a sulky tie and drove to Mingxin Group.

Encountered a car accident midway.

Su Qingyuan watched Luo Zhixing crashed into the sea, and the icy, piercing water surged up.

The moment he was about to sink to the bottom, he kept clamoring "It's cold" in his mind, Su Qingyuan woke up, the cold wind was like a cold snake, climbing up his back. No wonder that in the dream just now, it was so cold. It was because the French windows were opened a bit today, and it snowed outside and the cold wind blew in.

"Luo Zhixing, go and close the window." Su Qingyuan shrank under the quilt, unwilling to get up, and even covered his cheeks with the quilt.

"Yeah..." Luo Zhixing resigned and closed the window. When he came back, he deliberately hugged Su Qingyuan. His whole body was cold, and Su Qingyuan kicked him.

Both of them woke up three minutes after being stirred by the sudden chill.

Luo Zhixing said: "I just had a dream. When I dreamed that I was going to confess to you, I died in a car accident."

Su Qingyuan's heart trembled, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "The old people said that they would live longer if they dreamed that they were dead."

Luo Zhixing turned his head to look at him, eyes facing each other, Su Qingyuan met his tender eyes.

"If someone has a previous life, I will definitely fall in love with you."

Su Qingyuan blushed and shouted, "Stupid."

When the body warmed up, Luo Zhixing buried Su Qingyuan in his chest: "Go to sleep."

Maybe this is also good.

Su Qingyuan thought.

In the next few days, Luo Zhixing visited the courtyard on a daily basis, and the bare queen Farah had been thickened several times. Luo Zhixing was worried that Su Qingyuan would be cut to death.

In the warmth of the spring, Luo Zhixing peeled away the pine needles covered by the soil, which Su Qingyuan specially picked up to prevent red spiders. He was surprised to find that several new buds thick with chopsticks emerged from the soft soil.

Luo Zhixingle broke down. He waved at Su Qingyuan upstairs. The other party was reading a book on the balcony wrapped in a small blanket. The fine sunlight fell on him, like a quiet and peaceful picture scroll.

Seeing Luo Zhixing beckoning, he turned his head over.

Luo Zhixing wanted to say that it was budding. But when it came to my lips, it suddenly became: "Do you like me?"

Su Qingyuan paused, her eyes curled up.

"Well, I like it the most."