The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man Chapter 11

CHAPTER 11 GIVE HIM A KISS ON HIS FOREHEAD

Shen Qingshu finished writing and uploaded the second chapter. Just after, he noticed in the background he had received a friend request on his profile. Shen Qingshu opened it. It was from editor goldfish stating they wanted to sign his book.

Shen Qingshu excitedly registered □□*, and added the editor.

TN: this was in the raws

Goldfish: [My dear, I'm the editor goldfish. I saw your new book 'that night'. It has great potential. Would you like to sign a contract? [sell Meng]]

4S store owner: [yes, I'll have a look at the contract and sign it if there's no problem.]

The 4S* store owner is Shen Qingshu's pseudonym, which is concise and comprehensive. The car store owner not only owns cars, but also sells cars.

(TN: A large car enterprise)

Goldfish: [yes, have a look. If you have no problem, sign your name. You can come ask me any time if you have any questions.]

Shen Qingshu received the document, replied to his editor, and was busy looking at the contract.

When he finished reading the contract and signed it, he saw that there were more than a dozen replies in his comments area.

[Qingqing is so handsome, I love Qingqing!]

[Brother Roc: Mr. Cheng doesn't keep his virtue. I'll help him keep it!]

[Good looking, author, come on, update!]

[We'll meet again soon, mom!]

[ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha I like it, cast a landmine to refuel the author and quickly update~]1

[Cheng is such a scum! Abuse him! Abuse him!!! I want to see him chasing his wife in the crematorium!]

Shen Qingshu looked at it with a sense of achievement. He picked a few and praised them. He thanked the readers for their mines and continued to update.

Han Cheng came back a little late in the evening. He had to meet a client today and had dinner with him. Therefore, he came back later than expected.

He turned on the light and wanted to go back to his bedroom to have a rest. Instead he turned around and walked towards Shen Qingshu's room.

Shen Qingshu's door was still open and he was clacking on the keyboard. When he heard the footsteps of Han Cheng, he looked up and saw the other party leaning on the door frame.

“Have you eaten?” Han Cheng asked him.

Shen Qing nodded. “Heated up the porridge.”

“All right.”

Han Cheng said and walked towards him, “What are you doing?”

Shen Qingshu hurriedly minimized the word doc and said perfunctorily, “Playing on the computer.”

He smelled the wine on Han Cheng and asked him, “Did you drink?”

“I met with a client and had a drink.”

Shen Qingshu was a little disgusted. “Then go take a bath.”

Han Cheng listened to the dislike in his words and deliberately bowed his head close to him, “Why, don't you like it?”

Shen Qingshu reached out to push him. Before he could speak, Han Cheng took his hand and kissed him without much effort.

Shen Qingshu struggled twice but didn't break free. Han Cheng smiled, gently bit his lower lip, then continued to kiss him gently. After a while, Shen Qingshu gave up and kissed him with his head tilted up.

He really likes the little act of kissing and hugging. In addition to Han Cheng's good kissing skills, Shen Qingshu felt comfortable being kissed, so he is too lazy to argue with Han Cheng.

After they finished kissing, Shen Qingshu uncontrollably panted twice, his face a little red, and pushed Han Cheng again, “You go take a bath.”

Han Cheng picked him up and said, “Come with me.”

Shen Qingshu quickly hugged his neck, “I'm still busy.”

“What are you doing?” Han Cheng asked him.

Shen Qingshu was embarrassed to say that he was busy writing novels, so he only laughed awkwardly.

Han Cheng chuckled, “You're lying to me.”

I didn't lie to you, but I don't intend to tell you.

“Let's take a bath.” Shen Qingshu quickly changed the topic, “It's so late, I should go to bed after washing.”

“Sleep with me tonight.”

Shen Qingshu looked up and down at him, “Drunk driving? That's not a very good idea.”

Han Cheng laughed. “What are you thinking? We won't go on the road tonight,  just sleep together.”

Shen Qing nodded. That's good. Otherwise, their frequency is too high. Almost twice a day.

“You look very happy?” Han Cheng noticed that he was relieved. “Is it so unpleasant to drive with me?”

“It's not that, I just need to rest.” Shen Qing patted him on the shoulder. “The car also needs maintenance. How can I be driven all the time?”

Especially if since they already drove up the mountain and down to sea, any more and you'll want to go straight to heaven!

Han Cheng thought for a moment. It seems that this is the case.

He didn't talk anymore, took Shen Qingshu and slipped into the bathroom.

The two took a bath together. Shen Qingshu didn't bring slippers, so Han Cheng had to hug the man back again.

He held Shen Qingshu and went to his room. Shen Qingshu hurriedly reminded him, “My computer hasn't been turned off yet.”

Han Cheng had no choice but to send him back to his room, “Come over later.”

Shen Qingshu nodded, sat on the bed and watched him go. Only then did he finally open the word doc and save what he had just written. Then he turned off the computer.

He changed his pajamas, went out of the door and entered Hancheng's bedroom.

Han Cheng is sitting on the bed playing with his mobile phone while leaning against his pillow. Shen Qingshu lifts the quilt from the other side and lies down, ready to sleep.

“You make a list.” Han Cheng took his cell phone and looked down at him. “See what you want. I'll buy it for you when I get off work tomorrow. I'm busy today and forgot to give you a key. I can't give it to you until I come back tomorrow.”

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“OK,” Shen Qing replied.

He wants a small table so that it will be much more convenient to sit in bed and type.

“Thank you.” he looked at Han Cheng.

Han Cheng smiled, “So now, you should be willing to tell me why you ran away from home?”

Shen Qingshu remembered that he had not explained the cause and effects to Han Cheng.

He nodded and simply told Han Cheng about his family, his wonderful parents, his younger brother who became a green tea essence, and his calculative dead adoptive mother.

Han Cheng listened and clicked his tongue slightly. It seemed that he didn't expect that he had such a complex background story.

“So the man I saw that day was Xu Qi?”

“Yes.”

“Your parents want you to be with him to improve their class?”

“Yes.”

“But you don't like it?”

“He doesn't like me either,” Shen Qing said. “He only has my green tea brother in his eyes. Why should I like him? I'm so handsome. Do I need to worry about too few people liking me?”

“Indeed.” Han Cheng nodded. “Besides, I haven't heard of this person, it's not an influential rich family. Your family doesn't have any other choices?”

Shen Qing sighed, “Their status can only contact these people. How Can people directly step into the sky? My parents really want to get to know the real rich and powerful families, they simply have no means.”

Han Cheng lowered his eyebrows and glanced at him. He thought that your parents didn't. You did. The person next you is from a really rich family.

He thought of it and couldn't help laughing. “All right, then you'll live with me first.”

“Thank you, master driver.” Shen Qingshu said sincerely.

Han Cheng pinched his face. “I can't tell that you have such a bad family behind you.”

Because I didn't have it. Shen Qing was careless. Before he transmigrated, he grew up riding the wind and the water.2

But this can't be said, so Shen Qingshu said shamelessly: “It can be seen how firm my mind is. I come out of mud without being dirtied, and I wash clean ripples without demons. This is me, a white lotus that is not polluted by the secular world3!”

Han Cheng:…

Han Cheng touched his head. “Sleep, little whit lotus. It's late. You should stay a fresh lotus.”

He finished, turned off the light with his backhand and lay down in the quilt.

Shen Qingshu was used to sleeping with him. As soon as Han Cheng lay in, he felt him turn over and hugged him very easily, like a baby.

“Good night,” Shen Qing said.

“Good night”

As soon as he finished, Shen Qingshu took his hand and put it on his waist, “This makes it a good night.”

Han Cheng laughed, then he held him tight and kissed him on his forehead with a teasing tone, “Does this make it an even better night?”

This was obviously very useful on Shen Qingshu. He nodded silently and hugged him a little more.

Han Cheng felt he was so cute that he deliberately kissed him again on the forehead.

Shen Qingshu obediently let him kiss, and he didn't resist at all.

“Look up.” Han Cheng whispered.

Shen Qing raised her head and felt the soft touch on her lips the next second.

Han Cheng kissed him gently and delicately, which was his favorite feeling, so he kissed him back. He was a little inexperienced but he was studying very seriously.

Han Cheng kissed enough and was satisfied. He smiled and hugged the man back into his arms, “OK, go to sleep.”

“En.”

Shen Qingshu closed his eyes and had a good dream all night.

The Shen parents thought Shen Qingshu should come back after leaving for a day or two. After all, he had no money and no relatives or friends. Moreover, he had a weak heart and acted cowardly all the time. Unexpectedly, their son had not returned after three days.

Shen's mother looked anxiously at Shen Qingshu's wechat avatar, clicked it and sent him a wechat: [Xiao Shu, come back, as long as you are willing to admit your mistakes to your father and be obedient in the future, he will forgive you.]

After she sent it, she waited for a long time without waiting for her son's reply.

Mother Shen sighed sadly, and her heart was full of depression.

She opened her circle of friends and was about to express her feelings when she saw that Shen Qingshu had just sent a circle of friends.

Shen Qingshu: Are you happy? I am so happy!

Shen's mother:… Who said mother and son are connected! She and her son obviously aren't connected at all!

Mother Shen was so angry that she closed her circle of friends that she found that Shen Qingshu replied to her: [Will he really forgive me?]

Mother Shen hurriedly replied, “Yes.”

Shen Qingshu: [really?]

Shen's mother was happy and was preparing to reply to him. Of course, it was true. When she saw that Shen Qingshu sent another message.

Shen Qingshu: [But I don't forgive him ~ ha ha ~]

Mother Shen:…

Mother Shen felt that she was having a heart attack.

The author has something to say:

Mother Shen: The cold leaves are flowing all over my face. My son's rebellion breaks my heart. What you said is like an ice pick stabbing into my heart. My mother is really hurt ~4

Qingqing: Really? That makes me so happy, ha ha

1Casting a landmine is a type of gift for authors. Readers use real money to buy points. One of the ways to use points is to exchange for a range of gifts that go from, Landmines (100 coins), Grenades (500 coins), Rocket Launcher (1,000 coins), Water Mines (5,000 coins), Deep-sea Torpedoes (10,000 coins) from least to most expensive.

2A smooth journey

3A poem by Song Zhou Dunyi's (周敦顾)”Ailian Shuo” (爱莲说). I only love lotus flowers. It grows out of silt, but it is not contaminated with filth. It has been washed in clear water but it does not look seductive. Its stems are straight, without spreading branches its fragrance spreads far. It has a more delicate fragrance, standing there straight and clean, you can watch it from a distance but you can't play with it. Lol so Shen Qingshu is the white lotus that grew from the filth of the Shen family

4From the advertisement song for Shacha Sauce 

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