The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man

ou write it.
And kissing against the wall? Why don’t you kiss on the bed?”

“How do you know I didn’t kiss in bed? Flip back.
The two people in the passionate love stage kissed several times in bed.”

Han Yu: …

“Are you proud?”

“Can’t I be?”

“When did you get so thick skinned?” Han Yu was puzzled, “shouldn’t you become angry and fly into a rage out of humiliation?”

“When did I fly into a rage out of humiliation? Besides, why would I be humiliated? I didn’t write this.”

Han Yu: ? ? ? ! ! !

“You didn’t write it?” Han Yu was shocked.
“But it wrote dear author daddy Drunken, the sample book was later than expected?”

“Why must it be addressed to me?”

“Han Cheng was written on the delivery details, isn’t it for you?”

“Alas.” Han Cheng sighed, “Do you think your didi is such a person engaged in literary creation?”

“Don’t you enjoy it? When you were young, you loved writing essays.
1000 words are not enough for you to write.
You have to write about 1500 words.”

“As you said, that was my childhood.
Now I am the director of a company.
What kind of composition should I write? The annual financial plan.”

“Then” Han Yu had an ominous feeling.

“Look at the name of the main character in this book, isn’t it obvious?”

Han Yu: …

“QingQing?” He whispered.

Han Cheng laughed.
“Otherwise, could it be me?”

Han Yu: …

Han Yu covered his forehead forlornly.
“Why didn’t you say it earlier?!”

“Say it earlier? Did you give me time to say it? Didn’t you start to recite the full text emotionally as soon as I came out? I want to mention it, but did I have room to interrupt?”

He looked at his remorseful brother and patted him on the shoulder.
“You too.
Use your smart little brain to think about it.
If I really wrote it, could the main character be Su Qing? Not Cheng Han? If I wrote it, could this article be without you? Cheng Han must have a younger brother who he criticised and educated every day.
Just now, you were not smart at all.”

“Shut up.” Han Yu said angrily.

He never thought that this would happen, it’s all the fault of the delivery details that made him misunderstand.
If it wasn’t for the big words of Han Cheng at the top, he would have considered that Shen Qingshu was the real author.

“Alas.” Han Cheng picked up the remnants of the express delivery and threw it into the trash basket.
“This book was meant to be sent in December.
At that time, QingQing was filming and was not at home, so he asked me to write my name and sign for it.
So my name is on the delivery details.
Understand?”

“Shut up.” Seeing his smug look picked Han Yu’s eyes as he said, “Why are you still sitting here? Why don’t you go to coax your little boyfriend?”

“I’m going now.
But it’s rare to see you like this ge, it’s so beautiful to see you become the victim of your own ingenuity.”

“How can you say that?” Han Yu glanced at Shen Qingshu beside him.
“Didn’t you see that QingQing can’t  stand anymore?”

Shen Qingshu: …

Shen Qingshu thinks he shouldn’t be here, he should be beneath the table, so that he won’t have to bear such a violent attack!

Why?

Why did Han Yu see his novel ! ! !

He covered his face and tried to slip away, but he heard Han Yu open his mouth.
“Su Qing raised his hand to push him.
Cheng Han grabbed his hand and kissed his lips.
Su Qing kept struggling angrily and Cheng Han hugged him tightly.
He felt that Su Qing bit his lips, but he was still unwilling to let go.”

Shen Qingshu: Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ! ! ! !

Shen Qingshu said nothing and turned and ran into the room.

He is dead.
He will never have the face to meet Han Yu again.

Why dig a hole to the Louvre? He should dig one in a cemetery, so that he could lie in it and bury himself! 

Ying!

Han Yu looked at him and said, “What’s wrong with him?”

“It’s too shameful to listen to.”

“Do you also know shame?” Han Yu took his hand away from the book.
“QingQing can’t bear to listen, yet how dare you write it.
And kissing against the wall? Why don’t you kiss on the bed?”

“How do you know I didn’t kiss in bed? Flip back.
The two people in the passionate love stage kissed several times in bed.”

Han Yu: …

“Are you proud?”

“Can’t I be?”

“When did you get so thick skinned?” Han Yu was puzzled, “shouldn’t you become angry and fly into a rage out of humiliation?”

“When did I fly into a rage out of humiliation? Besides, why would I be humiliated? I didn’t write this.”

Han Yu: ? ? ? ! ! !

“You didn’t write it?” Han Yu was shocked.
“But it wrote dear author daddy Drunken, the sample book was later than expected?”

“Why must it be addressed to me?”

“Han Cheng was written on the delivery details, isn’t it for you?”

“Alas.” Han Cheng sighed, “Do you think your didi is such a person engaged in literary creation?”

“Don’t you enjoy it? When you were young, you loved writing essays.
1000 words are not enough for you to write.
You have to write about 1500 words.”

“As you said, that was my childhood.
Now I am the director of a company.
What kind of composition should I write? The annual financial plan.”

“Then” Han Yu had an ominous feeling.

“Look at the name of the main character in this book, isn’t it obvious?”

Han Yu: …

“QingQing?” He whispered.

Han Cheng laughed.
“Otherwise, could it be me?”

Han Yu: …

Han Yu covered his forehead forlornly.
“Why didn’t you say it earlier?!”

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“Say it earlier? Did you give me time to say it? Didn’t you start to recite the full text emotionally as soon as I came out? I want to mention it, but did I have room to interrupt?”

He looked at his remorseful brother and patted him on the shoulder.
“You too.
Use your smart little brain to think about it.
If I really wrote it, could the main character be Su Qing? Not Cheng Han? If I wrote it, could this article be without you? Cheng Han must have a younger brother who he criticised and educated every day.
Just now, you were not smart at all.”

“Shut up.” Han Yu said angrily.

He never thought that this would happen, it’s all the fault of the delivery details that made him misunderstand.
If it wasn’t for the big words of Han Cheng at the top, he would have considered that Shen Qingshu was the real author.

“Alas.” Han Cheng picked up the remnants of the express delivery and threw it into the trash basket.
“This book was meant to be sent in December.
At that time, QingQing was filming and was not at home, so he asked me to write my name and sign for it.
So my name is on the delivery details.
Understand?”

“Shut up.” Seeing his smug look picked Han Yu’s eyes as he said, “Why are you still sitting here? Why don’t you go to coax your little boyfriend?”

“I’m going now.
But it’s rare to see you like this ge, it’s so beautiful to see you become the victim of your own ingenuity.”