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

The weather turns cooler after autumn, especially in the high latitudes of northern Europe, where snowflakes have already fallen.

In the overseas villas of the Chu family, Chu Heng, who is as rich as a daughter, takes care of Su Qing in every detail, as humble as a servant.

Lian Sheng and the others looked at him eagerly, but there was nothing they could do. After taking Su Qing away from the country, Chu Heng already did not allow others to get closer, and he was the only one to guard.

"In order to fight with your sister, you left me for so long to trust a Li Haitian, now everything is over, Qingqing, you have to stay by my side obediently."

Chu Heng wiped Su Qing's body carefully with a hot towel. Su Qing lying on the bed was indifferent, just staring at the ceiling with wide-eyed eyes.

Until Chu Heng touched his private place, Su Qing, who had been unresponsive, trembled slightly.

Chu Heng smiled lightly, as if recalling the time when we first met: "You used to take care of me like this with your own hands."

Su Qing turned her head indifferently: "I asked you for something before."

At that time, I was anxious to get rid of the fate of cannon fodder, and I couldn't care about anything.

Chu Heng's eyes sank, but he still chuckled lightly and said: "I know, I also know that you are afraid of Li Haitian and try your best to hide by my side... But isn't it good to continue like this, Qingqing is also starting to be afraid of me? "

Su Qing said silently: "You are only for my face, if I don't have this skin, would you still like me like this?"

"What nonsense is Qingqing talking about?" Chu Heng gently touched the scar on Su Qing's face, feeling extremely sympathetic.

But Su Qing didn't doubt it, he seemed to want to verify what he said just now, and he didn't know the pain to pick the wound on his face that was about to heal.

He fell from the rooftop, but fortunately he only scratched some skin, instead of leaving nothing like Su Xi.

But he didn't have a trace of luck for the rest of his life.

Rarely, he fell into confusion and didn't know the meaning of living.

Obviously, he tried so hard to get rid of the cannon fodder.

Chu Heng immediately grabbed his wrist to stop him, with a hint of anger on his brows.

His right hand was pressed on the soft pillow, but Chu Heng threw his left hand to the head of the bed without paying attention.

Su Qing snorted softly, and Chu Heng's anger dissipated immediately, and he grabbed the back of his hand to check: "It's my fault, it's my fault, Qingqing."

He kissed randomly on the back of his hand and face, coaxing him to forgive.

"Don't be afraid of me, Qingqing." Su Qing couldn't help snorting as foreign matter invaded his body.

"Why is Qingqing afraid of me?" Chu Heng leaned over Su Qing and touched Su Qing's face with his free hand.

"Qingqing, don't be afraid of me, avoid me." He said, penetrating his lower body.

Su Qing clenched her lower lip, grabbed the bed sheet, her veins popped out on the back of her hand.

Chu Heng caressed his lips with his fingertips, forcefully freed his injured lower lip, and kissed him deeply.

"I'm still recovering from my injuries..." Su Qing groaned, originally he didn't want to stop him, but he had already sold himself, and he deserved this kind of coercion.

But his whole body was stiff, and Chu Heng was not ready for it, so it was uncomfortable for anyone to behave like this.

But Chu Heng became ruthless and ignored the collision.

Su Qing silently endured and endured until he couldn't bear it anymore, and his voice had a hint of crying: "How can I not be afraid of you, we are born different people."

Any ounce of his power can make Su Qing unable to break free, just like now.

Chu Heng's expression froze, and he vented in his body.

Su Qing was liberated, and took a deep breath.

Chu Heng wiped the sweat and tears from his face pityingly: "I shouldn't mess around when you are sick, forgive me Qingqing." Forgive him for losing control.

Su Qing turned away his face, he could only move his head, his whole body was so sore that he couldn't move.

Chu Heng got out of bed in his pajamas, got someone to bring hot water over again, and continued the scrubbing work just now.

He washed Su Qing's whole body cleanly, and even changed the soiled quilt cover leaflets together, just to let Su Qing lie down comfortably.

Su Qing couldn't feel comfortable, and soon because of Chu Heng's loss of control just now, she developed a fever in the middle of the night.

Chu Heng was heartbroken and blamed himself. Although there was no big expression on his face, he was making up for it with practical actions.

Taking medicine, feeding, giving injections, scrubbing, he would do it all by himself by the bedside without borrowing the hands of others.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are also shared with Su Qing, with the same specifications.

Liancheng Liansheng was naturally unhappy, and there was still nothing he could do.

During Su Qing's recuperation period, Chu Heng stayed by his side day and night, and hugged him when he slept.

"Qingqing, it's my fault, it's my fault, I won't force you like that again, forgive me Qingqing."

As long as there is no one around, Chu Heng always hugs him from behind like this, saying such things to himself.

Constantly apologizing, confessing.

If there are outsiders here, they will probably be surprised. Is this still the aloof Chu Ye?

Just like tonight, Chu Heng watched Su Qing fall asleep and hugged him from behind.

Su Qing suddenly let out an impatient raving: "Li Haitian..."

Chu Heng's heart fell to the bottom.

Liancheng Liansheng watched Chu Heng walk out with a frosty face, and they were both uneasy: "Brother?"

Really want to do this?

Chu Heng has never done anything to bully others.

Chu Heng returned to the room after explaining, went to bed and hugged Su Qing to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Su Qing was woken up by the heat.

The temperature of the air conditioner was turned on high, the body was covered with a thick duvet, and the whole body was pressed tightly by a grown man's body, no wonder he was hot.

"hot."

Su Qing muttered in a daze, Chu Heng woke up immediately, Su Qing was in his arms, her cheeks were flushed with heat.

Su Qing squirmed and moved under the quilt, trying to stay away from him.

Chu Heng took him back with his arms: "It's not hot anymore, look."

He reached for the remote control and lowered the temperature of the air conditioner.

Su Qing was still too hot to bear, and wanted to break free from his shackles.

Chu Heng's eyes hurt, and he kissed him helplessly.

"Wait for a while, Qingqing."

The embrace behind him suddenly disappeared, Su Qing closed his eyes, and his heart was suddenly empty.

After a long while, I breathed a sigh of relief, regardless of him going to sleep.

When he was half asleep and half awake, and he didn't know how long it had passed, a familiar voice suddenly called him: "Qingqing?"

The cool body temperature pressed against him, and Su Qing opened her eyes in surprise in the darkness: "Snow?"

The touch of his fingertips told him clearly.

Chu Heng ran out in his nightgown, and came back with snowflakes all over his body.

"This way it won't be hot." Chu Heng let out his cold breath in his ears.

No matter how smart a person is, he never thought that a smart person like Chu Heng would use such a method to deal with his dislike of his body temperature.

Su Qing's throat was choked and he couldn't speak.

The next day he recovered from his cold, but Chu Heng fell ill, and Liancheng Liansheng's murderous eyes were almost concretized.

It wasn't aimed at Su Qing, it was because they couldn't do anything to help themselves, so they could only sulk.

"It's nothing to worry about, just a little cold, just catching a cold at night." Chu Heng was calm and calm, and couldn't see the recklessness of making such a sand sculpture last night.

He still doesn't leave Su Qing's side for a moment, and takes care of Su Qing's daily life with his own hands, but he doesn't dare to intrude on him again.

Su Qing was like a fragile porcelain doll, he carried her to the wheelchair and pushed her outside to get some fresh air.

After seeing the hothouse gardens, Chu Heng apologized and said that he would leave him for a while.

Coming out was Liancheng Liansheng's report: "The Tan family's granddaughter has been brought back."

Tan Qianshan also sent them a thank you gift, if they hadn't put pressure on them, Li Haitian would not have been so determined to send Gu Xiaoxi away.

Of course, this is also a hint, don't do anything to their family benefactor.

Chu Heng signaled them to stop: "Don't worry about it."

Lian Cheng and Lian Sheng looked at each other in blank dismay, Chu Heng and Su Qing were living a happy life these days, and seemed to be satisfied with this.

Chu Heng brought Su Qing a glass of water, and hurried back to the garden. Su Qing, like a porcelain doll, sat quietly among the flowers, feeling fragile.

Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Su Qing is still there.

Even if Su Qing was made of fragile porcelain, he would protect him under his wings, and outsiders would never want to hurt him again.

No one knew that the moment Su Qing fell to the roof with his own eyes, he felt a desire to tear everything apart.

Da da.

Chu Heng deliberately stepped on the sound of footsteps so as not to disturb Su Qing.

"Chu Heng, is that you?" Su Qing called his name for the first time in so long.

But no one was happy, deathly silence.

Those glazed pupils stared straight in front of him, without focal length, they couldn't see Chu Heng.

Chu Heng crushed the glass, and the shards were embedded in the palm of his hand without knowing it.

"Brother!" Lian Cheng Lian Sheng screamed and rushed over.

Chu Heng pulled out the fragments by himself, hugged Su Qing, put his face against Su Qing's head, and kissed his forehead: "My Qingqing, don't be afraid, I will definitely cure your eyes."

Blood flowed from the palms surrounding his head, staining Su Qing's face reddened: "Chu Heng..."

There was a hint of panic in the voice.

Vision is the most important of the five senses. Losing vision is like losing connection with the world.

Su Qing could only hold onto Chu Heng tightly, and Su Qing, who was blind, showed a rare obedience.

Chu Heng treated him more tenderly and considerately, never leaving him.

No one can resist Chu Heng like this.

Su Qing also couldn't bear to be indifferent to him.

His blindness was a result of vascular compression of the optic nerve, usually unilateral and painless, insidious vision loss.

In addition to surgical treatment is psychological factors.

The doctor's words are revealing, not because he is not skilled in medicine, but because the patient does not cooperate and the family members need to guide positive emotions.

The family of Chu Heng knew Su Qing's thoughts very well, better than Su Qing herself.

Su Qing is still holding onto him tightly on the surface, but subconsciously he has given up on this world. He feels that the connection with the world is gone, so there is no need to look at it.

Chu Heng will never let his thoughts go, since there is no contact, then establish a new contact.

"You are not living for yourself anymore, does Qingqing understand?"

This kind of Chu Heng made Su Qing feel scared, obviously the two were still playing the piano intimately.

Chu Heng held his hand with gauze-wrapped hands and led him to play, while recalling the past, especially the oolong that happened in the small courtyard when they met for the second time.

"Chu Heng...don't be like this..." Su Qing panicked, and the sense of vulnerability after blindness became more and more seductive, arousing people's deep-seated desire to abuse.

"Why not?" Chu Heng whispered hoarsely in his ear.

He can't live without him, Su Qing hasn't recognized this reality yet.

Emotional, stormy out of control, accompanied by a strong piano sound, Su Qing suddenly took the initiative to cater to Chu Heng.

The sound of a broken piano echoed across the room.

Downstairs, Lian Sheng and Lian Cheng sat opposite each other.

"Every time he asks for brother, he is so docile." Lian Sheng was sullen.

"But brother is so sweet." Lian Cheng sighed softly.

The consequence of Su Qing taking the initiative is to spend more effort to calm down Chu Heng.

In the early morning, the arms around him were firm and strong, Su Qing stared blankly at Chu Heng's direction, and sketched Chu Heng's appearance with his hands.

Chu Heng Qianmian woke up with a start, overjoyed.

This is the first time Su Qing wakes up by him.

In the past few months, Chu Heng has been guarding Su Qing closely, waiting for him to fall asleep, and waiting for him to wake up.

Su Qing also thought of Chu Heng's meticulous care during this time, and his heart was like a skylight opening to let in the morning light.

"I used to be afraid of Li Haitian because of the shadow of being locked in the basement. This memory is like a moat between us."

"Now you, every time I see you, I can't help but think of those people, those demons who contributed to Su Xi's death, I can't help it, Chu Heng..."

Standing between them is death.

Or, there is something deeper.

"Qingqing, you can't be partial." Chu Heng grabbed his hand and put it on his lips and kissed it.

"You can forgive Li Haitian for treating you like that, but you dare not approach me because of my identity."

Chu Heng smiled: "You can't let me learn the plot of those scripts, leave everything here and go with you."

Abandoning his family and family, and leaving with Su Qing penniless, he is not that kind of hero who is so obsessed with love.

Su Qing also smiled: "Of course not, if you do this, Lian Sheng Lian Cheng will have to kill me first."

Chu Heng kissed his forehead as if rewarding him.

"Since he is someone Qingqing hates, let's crush him."

Su Qing rubbed his forehead in a daze, and was silent for a while.

Chu Heng was still the same Chu Heng, and he didn't lose his fangs because of his special feelings towards him.

Su Qing turned over and sat on Chu Heng's waist.

Isn't this exactly what he wanted.

Chu Heng grabbed his waist and smiled: "Hey, Qingqing, come down. The same-sex tenderness is not as good as the harmony between husband and wife. If you go too far, you will be hurt. We will have a long life, so there is no need to do this."

Su Qing bent down and pressed against Chu Heng's chest meekly.

His whole life was given to him from before.