After getting the wrong heartthrob script

"Of course." Jiang Zhaotian's eyebrows were full of kindness, and before Qi Su could say thank you, he added, "But in exchange, after I recover, you have to stay by my side for a year."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhaotian spent all his time waiting for Qi Su's reply, and saw that he finally had an expression of shock on his always cold face.

He doesn't like wooden beauties, he likes fresh ones.

"Qi Su, you can't promise, you can't promise him..." Li Gou, who was lying on the ground in embarrassment, roared anxiously.

And Qi Su nodded without thinking, "No problem, one year, right?"

"One year." Jiang Zhaotian confirmed.

"Thank you Young Master Jiang." It has been negotiated, Jiang Zhaotian is willing to let Li Gou live, this thank you must be said.

Jiang Zhaotian turned his joyful face behind Qi Su, and his voice was a bit cold: "Take him away, clean up the blood on the ground."

The two people standing quietly at the door moved immediately, with quick hands and feet, cleaned up the blood stains in two or three strokes, and dragged Li Gou out. The huge room fell into silence, only the faint smell of blood remaining in the air, indicating that not long ago , what happened here.

Jiang Zhaotian's spleen was injured, and he was sitting in a wheelchair because he couldn't stand and walk for a long time, but he could still move his body by himself.

Having stayed in the hospital for long enough, so long that he felt his bones were clamoring to vent, Jiang Zhaotian asked Qi Su if he could drive.

"Yes, but without a driver's license." The attached body does not have a driver's license, Qi Su said truthfully.

Jiang Zhaotian never asked Qi Su why he could drive but didn't have a driver's license. In his opinion, driving is the easiest thing to answer. If you have a flexible mind, you can learn it after a while.

"There is a key in the drawer. Go to the garage and drive out the car with the red tail number 999." Jiang Zhaotian could clearly see the eager light in his eyes.

When Qi Su changed his mind a little, he roughly guessed what Jiang Zhaotian was going to do. It seemed that it was about the time, he fell in love with a certain woman at first sight, and then his next cannon fodder mission was passively started.

Qi Su walked to a low cabinet that Jiang Zhaotian pointed at, opened the drawer, and found a silver car key with two overlapping R logos on the key, the corners of Qi Su's mouth subconsciously curled up. Luxury cars are like cigarettes and alcohol. Inborn, there is a special allure, which can make people feel happy the moment they see it, reach out to pick up the car key, hold the keychain in the palm, and a faint tingling electric current penetrates into the body surface, all the way fast Mercedes-Benz to the internal organs.

After closing the drawer, Qi Su stood up, turned around and looked at Jiang Zhaotian who was sitting in the wheelchair, smiling brightly, with two well-defined dimples gathered at the corners of his lips.

"Open to the door?"

Jiang Zhaotian's gaze was still focused on the bewildering dimple on Qi Su's face, and after two or three seconds, he seemed to shake and hummed.

"Then I'm going to pick up the car." Qi Su was immersed in the joy of seeing the top luxury car, and didn't notice the strange expression on Jiang Zhaotian's expression for the first time, he turned and left the house quickly, and went to the underground garage.

The door of the room was ajar, and the tall and tall figure had disappeared for a while, and the surrounding was peaceful, so quiet that Jiang Zhaotian could hear the chirping of birds perched on the branches outside the window.

He rested his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc full of fun. He was glad that he had Jiang He send him here at the beginning. He could get such a beautiful and interesting person, and he could foresee that what happened next Life will not be too boring.

The fiery red sports car stopped in front of the door with the roar of the engine, the driver's door opened, Qi Su stepped out with long legs, turned back into the room, walked behind Jiang Zhaotian's wheelchair, and pushed the wheelchair out the door.

Without any words, Qi Su could know what Jiang Zhaotian was thinking. He pushed the wheelchair towards the driver's seat directly, but it seemed that he guessed half of it right, and half of it was wrong.

"You drive." Jiang Zhaotian tilted his head to the side and looked at Qi Su behind him. From that angle, he couldn't see Qi Su's whole face, only the outline of his chin. His skin was whiter than snow, smooth and delicate without any flaws. The distance was too close. , You can see the soft little fluff on the face.

Qi Su froze for a moment, turned the wheelchair, and pushed Jiang Zhaotian to the passenger seat.

Opening the car door, Qi Su supported Jiang Zhaotian's arm and carefully put him in. With an attitude of service, he got into the car with his upper body and pulled the seat belt to buckle Jiang Zhaotian, but Jiang Zhaotian also stretched out his hand to pull the seat belt. So in the next second, the two held hands together, Jiang Zhaotian's hand held Qi Su's, Qi Su's movements froze, and he raised his eyes to see Jiang Zhaotian, whose distance had been shortened to less than ten centimeters.

The man's pupils were brownish in color, and he was staring straight at Qi Su at this time, his eyes were dark and not shiny, and Qi Su instantly had the illusion of being locked by some kind of predator, his face remained unmoved, he just blinked his eyelids, his slender curls The curled eyelashes had a bewitching temperature.

Pretending not to find anything, said coolly: "Can you let go?"

Jiang Zhaotian's smile quickly escaped, he locked Qi Su's eyes, and asked him: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Qi Su raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

"What about the boyfriend?" Jiang Zhaotian seemed as if Qi Su didn't answer him and continued to ask.

"nothing."

"Still a chick?" Jiang Zhaotian's brows were full of intrusion.

Jiang Zhaotian thought he would answer in the negative this time, but it was obviously beyond his expectations.

Qi Su took his hands away from the seat belt, stepped back, and exited the co-pilot, he stood outside the car, his rosy lips opened and closed.

"No." Regardless of the worlds Qi Su traveled through before, as far as this world alone is concerned, Qi Su has already had in-depth contact with people.

The man was still a man of his gender.

If Jiang Zhaotian continued to ask, Qi Su thought he would not hide it from him, but Jiang Zhaotian seemed to be just talking casually, and stopped talking after knowing that Qi Su was not a chick.

Jiang Zhaotian didn't say anything, and Qi Su wouldn't take the initiative to mention it. After closing the car door, he put the wheelchair back into the house, then sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, held the steering wheel with both hands, rubbed his fingertips lightly, slightly Squinting his eyes with a happy expression, he wanted to caress his lover, put his foot on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and stepped on it suddenly, the red and arrogant Rolls Royce rushed out amidst the roaring sound.

The wind and waves rolled up countless leaves on the ground and flew in the air. When they reached a certain apex, they swirled quickly and fell towards the ground.

The sports car is running, and everyone sitting in the car keeps silent. Qi Su controls the speed of the car on the speed-limited section, but once he leaves the place where there is a monitoring plan, he directly slams on the accelerator, and the sports car draws a dazzling red. Various lane changes and overtaking.

Many car owners in the rear didn't have time to see the logo of the overtaking sports car clearly. The bright red line of sight disappeared in the distance, and only the roar of the engine was heard.

Qi Su leaned back against the car seat, his back pulled out the straight curve of the steel frame, his eyes looked at the front of the car window glass, his expression was full of concentration, the corner of his mouth curled up into a slight smile, and the small dimple seemed to freeze on his face , Jiang Zhaotian in the co-pilot's seat shifted his gaze to the left, and was bewildered by the sweet and alluring pear dimple.

There is a huge difference between the smiling Qi Su and his whole personality when he is not smiling. When he is not smiling, he freezes like hard ice that cannot be hardened, giving people a feeling that maybe the blood is cold and hard to approach. And once he laughed, the two pear dimples instantly melted the coldness and repulsion, making people feel numb, and even wanted to reach out and touch his dimples to see if there was mellow wine in them, otherwise How to make people feel drunk.

Jiang Zhaotian's fingers resting on his lap rolled up slowly, and he rubbed his fingertips secretly once or twice. When he got into the car, he shook Qi Su's hand. A chilly coolness.

It's just that this coolness has a strong penetrating power, penetrating Jiang Zhaotian's skin and penetrating into his flesh.

At a fork in front, Qi Su let go of the accelerator a little, and slowed down the speed a little. Even though it was slowed down, it was still going faster than other vehicles beside it.

"Which way to go?" Qi Su squinted at Jiang Zhaotian who was on his right arm, and asked Jiang Zhaotian's opinion.