The self-salvation of fast-piercing cannon fodder

Han Xing's mood was a little unstable, Qiming didn't understand what was wrong with him, he was always vague about emotions.Because no matter whether it is the real self or the present self, he doesn't know what love is. He only knows who treats him well.Although he usually makes some misleading jokes, in fact, he only knows a little about it, and he only sees it from the TV. After all, he has never loved in his previous life or present life.

Qiming patted Han Xing's back lightly, until Han Xing's tense body softened, he gently rubbed his hair, and said softly: "Although I don't know why you are in a bad mood, I don't know what to do. How can I comfort you, but I will definitely be a good listener!"

"Brother, no matter what happens, don't leave me, okay?"

Your tenderness is like poison, I'm already addicted, I can't quit!

Qiming was silent for a while, then sighed and said: "Little Xing, things are impermanent, I can't guarantee that I will never leave you. It's like maybe one day, Lord Yan will not like me, let..."

Qiming's mouth was covered by Han Xing, and he said palely, "Brother, I don't want to hear this kind of joke, so don't say it again."

Qiming nodded briskly, bit Han Xing's finger lightly, and signaled him to take his hand away.Han Xing didn't feel anything just now, but his fingers were suddenly bitten lightly, the soft covering under his hand, and the warm breath made him feel like an electric shock, numb and numb, and his whole body was a little weak.

Sensing Han Xing's strangeness, Qiming asked with some doubts: "Xiao Xing, what's wrong with you?"

Han Xing's face was blushing, even his neck was red, he didn't know what happened, he just felt shy subconsciously.

Han Xing's body was a little hot. Qiming was worried about his body, so he picked him up and asked worriedly, "Is he sick again? Or a cold and fever? Why is your body so hot!"

Han Xing touched his chest, his heartbeat was a little messy, although he felt a little uncomfortable, but he knew it was not a disease.

"Brother, I'm fine, just, I just feel a little uncomfortable." Han Xing's voice was very soft, and there was a trace of uneasiness that was not easy to detect.

Qiming gently put him on the bed, took the medicine from the drawer of the coffee table familiarly, poured water, handed it to Han Xing, and said softly: "Hey, take the medicine, and it's about time to calculate the time." Take medicine."

After Qiming took the medicine for a few minutes to cool down, Han Xing's face also returned to normal?He took it obediently, took the medicine meekly, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, it's just a little uncomfortable, it's okay."

"Then lie down and rest for a while, and I'll call you when you want to eat later." Qiming rubbed his hair and pulled the blanket for him again.

It feels so good to be cared for like this, Han Xing suddenly didn't want to wake up, and wanted to immerse himself in his gentle care, nodded obediently and said, "Okay, thank you brother!"

Seeing Han Xing close his eyes, Qiming turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, then quietly sat down on the sofa, turned on his phone and planned to play games for a while.The official training will start tomorrow, and I must keep myself in good touch, otherwise if those people with pink eyes see him, they will miss him if they don't specify.

Just after playing a game, there was a knock on the door, Qiming put his hands on the coffee table and got up to open the door.

Seeing Han Shan appearing outside the door with a tray, Qiming leaned against the door with a smile, folded his arms around his chest, and said lazily, "Uncle, you ran too fast just now, I have a lot of things to say."

Han Shan stepped forward and put the tray on Qiming's body, then turned around and left without giving him a chance to talk nonsense.He can bet ten packs of spicy strips, there must be no good things coming out of this girl's mouth!

Looking at Han Shan's back, Qiming said sadly in his heart: "Douding, I seem to be rejected!"

"Brother is such a nice person, how could he be disliked by others, that person must be jealous of his beauty!" A certain Douding flattered her without moral integrity.

Qiming......

Mmp, he, the one who was being flattered, actually felt a little nauseous, ("▔▔) Khan.

Wake up Han Xing, the two of them had dinner together, and have been working on the live broadcast platform, because Qiming really knows nothing about this aspect, almost everything was arranged for him by Han Xing, and in the end Qiming directly took over Let go of the shopkeeper, while cultivating the hand feeling.

"Brother, if you ask a patient to help you work, won't your conscience hurt?" A certain Douding couldn't stand it anymore, and said indignantly.

"People are willing to help me, do you care? If you worry too much, you will become ugly." Qiming rolled his eyes and said.

"Really? Really?" A certain Douding said as he conjured a makeup mirror out of nowhere and took a sharp photo of his chubby face.

"It's okay, it's okay! It's still so delicate and cute, and it still looks like a jade carving!" A certain Douding brushed the dull hair on his head narcissistically.

Qiming: This dead child released by someone else is specially made for disgusting people, mmp, I want to vomit...

When Han Xing finished his busy work, it was past eight o'clock in the evening. He put down the computer in his hand and said with a smile, "Brother, everything is ready, and all the tasks that should be done have been done. After you get familiar with this place, you can start the computer." It's live."

Qiming looked away from the phone, and praised: "Our little star is capable! If there is no you in the future, I think I will be bored to death."

"From now on, I will leave things that my brother doesn't want to do. Although my health is not very good, I am still very reliable in handling things." Han Xing is very happy that he can help Qiming, at least at this time he is dependent on himself, as long as This kind of dependence is slowly accumulating, and one day he will be inseparable from himself.

"Okay, I can't ask for it." Nonsense, although Han Xing is young, his talent in business is genius level, otherwise Mr. Han would not have given half of the decision-making power to Han Xing.What's more, Han Xing is still the head of the club, with Han Xing guarding him, he can't lose anything.

What Qiming didn't know was that Han Xing was taking advantage of his laziness to set up a trap for him, and slowly settled into his heart by boiling frogs in warm water.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Qiming woke up on time, and he couldn't help sighing. This biological clock has to be changed in the future. Most gamers are nocturnal, which is exactly the opposite of his biological clock.

After lying on the bed for another 5 minutes, Qiming got up to wash, changed his clothes and went for a morning run. Along the way, he was thinking about what snacks he was going to make for Han Xing today.

According to the route in memory, Qiming came to the vegetable store, bought some peanuts, celery, and some minced meat. After paying the bill, Qiming started to walk back slowly.

"Dididi" The car's horn sounded suddenly, startling the wandering Qiming. He looked back and found that the car looked familiar. When he looked carefully at the license plate, he remembered that it was Zhou Yang's car.