The cannon fodder keeps the villain alive! ! [Transmigration Book]

Su Qing had to take half a day off the next day, and he was a little bit feverish last night.

Guan Tingshan didn't know the situation through the mobile phone, but his tone was already very bad.

There used to be an actor filming a movie with him, and the injury was so serious that he called an ambulance before he let him go to the hospital.

Chu Heng took Su Qing's mobile phone, and Guan Tingshan finally agreed after hearing his voice.

By the way, I also asked Su Qing for more leave.

The change from half a day to three days should have been a happy event, but Su Qing felt sour.

Why, when he asks for leave from Guan Tingshan, he pushes left and right to block, Chu Heng is so generous when he opens his mouth.

Originally, he wasn't lazy for half a day, and he had to prepare a TV show and practice a song.

It is true that the bottom-level workers have no human rights.

Su Qing was very sour, turned over on the bed, and faced Chu Heng who was sleeping beside him, the most hateful thing was the instigator in front of him.

Obviously, a person who was originally so pure and ascetic, became more and more indulgent and mischievous in bed.

Unfortunately, he was unable to film, and in the end it was his rescue gesture that asked him to take leave.

But being busy really helped a lot. Chu Heng would help him make music when he was practicing, and the piano he gave him before came in handy.

Chu Heng has always taught him to play the piano, and even boldly suggested that he sing while playing on stage this time.

In view of Chu Heng's filter for him, Su Qing resolutely vetoed this proposal.

He knows his own level. It is enough to be able to act and earn a living, and he can't count on the development of singing and dancing.

The big bed in the ecological garden villa is soft and comfortable. The room is not the one he slept in before, but Chu Heng's master bedroom.

Chu Heng took him back here under the pretext that the music room in his home was too small for singing practice.

But I didn't do serious things, but I did a lot of other things.

Thinking of the vocal teacher invited by Chu Heng today, Su Qing decided not to waste any more time, and lifted the quilt to get up.

Chu Heng beside him heard his movement, and took him back to the bed with his long arms, and rubbed against him.

As if feeling full in his arms, he stretched his brows and continued to sleep peacefully.

Su Qing squeezed his hand, his fingers had distinct knuckles, it was not very comfortable to hold, and holding him felt like hugging a pillow, and it was easy to feel a suffocating sense of urgency.

"Chu Heng? Let go, I'll get up first." Su Qing called out helplessly, feeling as if the days when they slept separately were like yesterday.

Chu Heng is a well-bred person, and the etiquette of every move seems to be engraved in his bones.

Su Qing still remembered how dignified and elegant he used to be when he slept, and if he didn't do it when he went to bed, he would sleep at a distance from him.

When did Chu Heng change?

Su Qing thought for a while, it seemed that he himself approached Chu Heng first.

That night when Xu Weizhi injured him, Chu Heng flew back to see him in a hurry.

She had a fair face shrouded in the faint morning light, with a light complexion that lacked a bit of blood.

Su Qing leaned in and kissed this face, in exchange for the freedom to get up.

How could he think that Chu Heng was just an ordinary-looking, ordinary-looking man before, but now he looks more and more beautiful.

It is obviously peerless.

In the kitchen downstairs, the chef of the villa came to inquire about the needs.

Su Qing declined their arrangement with a smile, and prepared to make a bowl of home-cooked noodles by herself.

He is not only good at making small wontons, but he is better at making small wontons.

The servants guarded nervously, fearing that they would not take good care of themselves, Chu Heng's figure appeared at the door, signaling them to leave.

Su Qing looked back and saw him standing in the silhouette against the backlight, his eyes drooping slightly, as if his whole body would glow, dazzling.

During the day, Chu Heng is still dignified and elegant, always maintaining a tall and straight figure, like the strings of a cello being stretched.

"Qingqing wants to make soup for my hands?"

Su Qing felt that he was being sentimental, so he snorted lightly and agreed: "I don't know how to behave like a girl."

Chu Heng smiled lightly: "It's all right."

It's okay to ask him to say something sweet and obedient to Su Qing, as long as I like anything you make, I will eat it.

It's just that a thousand words are worthless than an action.

Chu Heng washed his hands, carefully rolled up his sleeves, and wanted to help Su Qing.

For a pampered person like him, his hands are naturally as beautiful as handicrafts, his skin is as delicate as white porcelain, sexy and slender

Seeing that he didn't seem to be cheating, Su Qing simply assigned him the job of washing vegetables.

The uncle housekeeper came after being reminded by the servant, and he was surprised: "Sir, this is..."

Holding a bowl of flour, Chu Heng asked innocently, "Would Haibo want to try my handicraft?"

"No, no... No need, you and Mr. Su take it easy." The old man still had this wink in her refusal.

Ms. Lu Xiaoyi put on her best dress to go out today, buttoned it up carefully, her whole body looks completely different from the frivolous and frivolous when Su Qingyue saw her before.

Neighbors who played cards together saw her and smiled and congratulated her for getting her job back.

Yes, work.

She used to have a top job in the National Song and Dance Troupe, but she was framed because she competed with others for the head position, and she has plummeted ever since.

The young lady of the Wang family who was a good friend also abandoned her and found another confidante.

After many years of living as a single mother with children, no matter how noble a woman used to be, she lost her arrogance.

She no longer has the beautiful capital of being the flower of the song and dance troupe, and the wonderful singing voice that she once sang for the country's leaders is completely sealed away like the wailing of a nightingale crying blood.

She lived in a daze, and was pointed at and scolded by her son, but she had no choice but to clean up the house after she got drunk and vomited all over the floor.

Facing the bright sunshine, Lu Xiaoyi strode proudly with his head up and chest out.

Fortunately, she woke up in time with the help of a noble person.

That noble man not only helped her wash away her past grievances, but also helped her get back her previous job.

Although there was no hope of ever becoming the head of the song and dance troupe, she felt extremely happy when she saw that former competitor, now the prominent Mrs. Mrs. Gui, knelt in front of her and confessed.

She is proud, as long as she swallows that bad breath, she can continue to be the rose of the song and dance troupe, the nightingale singing in the rose garden!

"I'm in the car." She smiled and sent a voice report to her son to report the itinerary.

Her dog son impatiently asked her to work hard, don't lose his face.

Lu Xiaoyi thought to herself, she will definitely finish this job well.

It's rare that a nobleman asks her for a favor, how could she not care.

Following the directions on the map, she took a taxi to the place where the nobleman lived. It was in a beautiful ecological garden, a large villa with a fountain swimming pool and a small garden.

When she rang the doorbell, she was still thinking about when she would let Lu Lang live in such a home. If she hadn't missed these years, Lu Lang wouldn't have lived so hard with her.

The doorman at the large carved iron gate led her in, the marble floor she stepped on was smooth and shiny, and the servants who came and went were as elegant and delicate as the vases on both sides, showing confidence from the bottom of their bones.

"Miss Lu, please wait here."

"Yes." Even the doorman was so imposing, Lu Xiaoyi didn't dare to be contemptuous, and cheered up to welcome the nobleman.

"I'm here, open the door right away." A clear voice came, and the door of the living room above the steps opened from inside. The young man's features were handsome and picturesque.

"Ah...Su Qing?" Under the steps, the terrified woman couldn't believe it.

This month, my son has often brought this friend home, and he has already familiarly called her Ah Qing.

"Aunt Lu..." Su Qing is also a close aunt in her house, and she has long since lost the restraint she first met.

Su Qing lost her composure in a daze.

Chu Heng not only taught him how to play the piano, but also invited a vocal teacher to guide him.

Or his best friend's mother.

"Qingqing, why don't you invite the teacher to come in." Chu Heng's deep and warm voice appeared behind him with a calm and gentle voice.

He hugged him affectionately, with a calm expression: "This is your mother who is a good friend with you. I want someone you know to teach. Don't you like it?"

Su Qing's joy just now flowed in like a tide, and then receded like a tide.

he knows!

He did it on purpose!

He didn't hide anything, he generously expressed that he knew the truth!

Lu Xiaoyi was still nervously standing outside the door, at a loss.

If Su Qing says he doesn't like it, but if he shows a slight rejection, he will immediately ask Lu Xiaoyi to leave and change the music teacher without hesitation!

Lu Xiaoyi didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

Embarrassment arose in Su Qing's heart as soon as he appeared, and it was even more difficult after Chu Heng came out. She saw Su Qing's embarrassment.

The gentle and elegant young man has flawless skin like white jade, a pair of elegant Danfeng eyes, and the black eyes like light ink are as quiet as water, giving birth to a dignified majesty for no reason.

Because of his slight sickness, although his appearance is slightly flawed, it does not weaken his charm, but on the contrary, it adds to his sense of intimacy, as if a god has a mortal state.

Like all well-bred hosts, he gently invited her in, but it made her a vulgar little citizen even more.

"Chu...Mr. Chu, I thought it would be an honor for me to repay you with some meager skills," Lu Xiaoyi said, "Now it seems that if I am not enough, please hire someone else."

Chu Heng walked in front with Su Qing in his arms, and looked back at the sound. Before he could say anything, Su Qing had already robbed him: "Aunt Lu, don't belittle yourself. Lu Lang told me about your singing ability a long time ago. No wonder he sings so well. So it was inherited from you."

Mentioning Lu Lang, Lu Xiaoyi unconsciously radiated warmth between his brows, and he became a little more natural: "He is so capable, it's not worth mentioning."

She said a few more words of modesty, Su Qing took the opportunity to take her to the practice room, only the two of them, Chu Heng was not there.

Lu Xiaoyi first demonstrated a Russian song Esistein Schneegefallen. When the snow fell, it proved that she had the ability to teach Su Qing.

No wonder at the beginning Lu Lang sang Katyusha casually in Russian, and Lu Xiaoyi's tongue-playing skills are at the pinnacle.

"The songs I practice are the days we walked together..."

"Sing a cover, okay, then let's open our voices first..."

When Lu Xiaoyi sang, he seemed to be a different person. With the sound of the sound of nature, he had a noble and elegant demeanor, not at all the vulgarity of being in a cheap rental house in a slum.

But Su Qing liked Lu Xiaoyi more at that time, she was casual and straightforward, like any ordinary mother in the world, she would be so angry that Lu Lang twisted his ears together.

When it was time for guidance, Su Qing politely thanked her when he sent her away: "Teacher Lu, go slowly."

Lu Xiaoyi treats him now, after all, there is still a layer of distance.

Chu Heng was also at the door, and Lu Xiaoyi said goodbye to him in fear before leaving.

Su Qing turned around without saying a word, completely ignoring Chu Heng entering the room.

Chu Heng followed, and he had thrown himself onto the bed under the blanket.

"Qingqing." Chu Heng called out several times and he ignored him.

Chu Heng knelt down beside the bed, his soft voice seemed to be begging but also like an order: "Qingqing, don't ignore me, okay."

The bed moved, Su Qing threw off the quilt, her eyes were wet and hot, and her voice was dry, she asked him: "Chu Heng, have you ever made friends, do you have any friends?"

Su Qing was really angry.

He will be angry too.

Chu Heng never thought he did something wrong, but he saw Su Qing's sadness.

He's pissing him off.

But what's wrong with declaring the sovereignty of what he owns and driving away his rival?

"I apologize to you, Qingqing, forgive me." The soft voice was like rippling spring water, and her pale complexion carried just the right sense of weakness.

He looked up at the person on the bed looking down on him, reached out to catch Su Qing's hand, and placed it on his lips to kiss reverently.

When Lu Xiaoyi returned home, he sat in the living room in a low-rent apartment that was even more dirty and cramped compared to the Ecological Park, without saying a word for a long time.

When Lu Lang came back from the filming, she was dejected and told about today's events, carefully peeking at her and asking, "Son, did Mom embarrass you?"

Lu Lang was silent for a while: "Nothing."

He also thought of the three days when Su Qing disappeared. Su Qing was originally the person responsible for the work. If it wasn't for someone, why would he not come.

Lu Lang grabbed his hair irritably, pretending to be angry and said, "You troublesome woman, stop thinking too much! You might as well cook if you have the time to think wildly!"

He smashed into the kitchen and got used to cooking by himself.

Lu Xiaoyi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and scolded like before: "Son of a dog."

The author has something to say: This chapter can be summed up in one sentence, the front is so sweet, but the back is spicy... Well, I was wrong, please pat.

Try to make another update tonight, if the supervisor approves the second draft of my thesis...

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