This cannon fodder, he took the heartthrob script

Zhou Porridge has not seen him for a long time, and there is a sense of strangeness and distance.

Moreover, this kid was originally the kind of character who didn't want to cause trouble for others. When he was with Lan Xinyuan, he was really good. Because he knew that his status was not equal to him, he never expected anything extravagantly.

Zhou Porridge seldom asks Lan Xinyuan for his needs, he doesn't want the benefactor to bore him, he wants to stay by Lan Xinyuan's side for a longer period of time.

If Meng Wanqing hadn't appeared, he might still be cared for and nourished by Lan Xinyuan.

Lan Xinyuan couldn't bear to let such a beautiful little canary he raised shed tears, so she coaxed Zhou Conge patiently for a while before she stopped crying, "Can you go home with me first? Don't interfere with the Zhou family's accident this time."

"Their family has made a lot of enemies now, and neither the Li family nor the Jiang family are easy to mess with."

"You stay at home with peace of mind. If you have any problems, tell me and I will solve them. Don't go out and take risks again."

Zhou Congee showed a troubled expression on his face, as if he was quite conflicted.

Lan Xinyuan touched his face, "Are you worried about your mother?"

Zhou Congee looked surprised, "Brother Lan, how do you know?"

"How do I know? Don't you tell me about this kind of thing earlier, and expect your bastard brother to help you solve it?"

"If Jiang Shuo and the others hadn't told me, I would still be kept in the dark."

"Do you know that I give you money every month, and you transfer it to Zhou Hao to take half of it. I'm really stupid. I trust you and never check you. I always thought that you gave all the money to you abroad. boyfriend paid tuition."

"If I had known this, the two of us should not sign any nurturing agreement at the beginning, and I would simply fall in love with you."

Zhou Congee was stunned for a long time.

The eyes that Lan Xinyuan said a few words started to turn red again, "Don't you despise me?"

"Why should I despise you? Didn't I just fall in love with you when I hired you? Do you think that I just drag someone to bed? Do you think I'm the kind of person who knows how to play? "

"If I'm really like the wind reviewer, shouldn't I have changed many people in the past three years?"

"You have lived in my apartment for three years. Don't you know the places I have visited the most during these three years?"

"Zhou Congee, have you never trusted me?"

Asking this question, Lan Xinyuan was actually a little sad. The feeling of powerlessness was that neither of them did anything wrong, but there were some force majeure factors that pushed them further and further apart.

Lan Xinyuan never had anything to do with Meng Wanqing, nor did anything happen.

He couldn't even remember the earliest contact, and he didn't have the slightest impression.

But in Zhou Congee's memory, Lan Xinyuan had indeed fallen in love with someone else, he liked Meng Wanqing very much, and his respect and pity for Meng Wanqing far surpassed his doting on himself.

He's not the kind of person who makes a fool of himself.

If Lan Xinyuan really meets someone he really likes, he won't let him go.

Not to fight or to grab, but it just gave Meng Wanqing an opportunity to take advantage of.

If Mi Li hadn't been involved in this group of overlords, perhaps the current situation would have been Gu Xinyu, Song Qiran, Jiang Shuo, Lan Xinyuan and the others crazily competing against Meng Wanqing.

Lan Xinyuan didn't know how to explain it. For the first time, he was deeply frustrated. It felt like he and Zhou Porridge hadn't walked into each other for such a long time.

"You don't like me, you should have told me earlier."

Zhou Conge pursed his lips, held back and held back, but still didn't speak.

A person like him, who has the right to say whether he likes it or not? A person like him is cowardly and inferior, and even he doesn't look down on him. A rich man like Lan Xinyuan deserves to be matched with a better princess and prince.

Lan Xinyuan sent Zhou Congee to the previous apartment again, "You stay at home first, don't worry, I will take care of your mother's affairs, and you don't have to go to work anymore."

"But--"

Zhou Conge tugged at the corner of Lan Xinyuan's clothes, then lowered his head again, clutching the hem of his white washed shirt, and said in a difficult tone, "I don't have any money to give you back."

Lan Xinyuan glanced at the top of his hair, "You don't need to pay it back."

He didn't wait too long after he finished speaking, he took his coat and was ready to leave, he didn't want to stay overnight without explaining anything to Zhou Congee.

This relationship exhausted him physically and mentally.

But Zhou Porridge put his arms around his waist from behind at this moment, and then stood in front of him, with red eyes, tremblingly began to take off his clothes.

"what are you doing!"

Zhou Congee seemed to squeeze out a few words from his teeth, "I, I don't owe you."

Lan Xinyuan took two steps back, as if she was really angry or hurt, she laughed at herself twice, turned her head and left without saying anything.

The door slammed loudly, like a loud slap on the face of Zhou Congee.

The boy stood there for a while, but he couldn't hold back any more, and slowly squatted down, hugging his knees and crying loudly.

Compared to Zhou Congee's tortured heart, Mi Li is so happy, her dreams are sweet and sweet, and she doesn't have any troubles at all.

This sleep was really heavy, and Jiang Shuo woke him up after a day and a night.

After waking up, he ate something, went home and slept for another day, and finally got up from Jiang Shuo's big bed refreshed on the third day.

He seemed a little dazed after waking up. He was wearing a big loose T-shirt with the collar slipping off to reveal half of his smooth and delicate shoulders, which looked very attractive in the sun.

There were a few upturned hairs on his head, and after standing up from the big bed, he tripped over the quilt clumsily.

Almost lying directly in front of Jiang Shuo.

However, he still didn't escape the "plop" and knelt down on the bed to give a big gift to Boss Jiang.

"Hey~ Brother Jiang, good morning!"

Jiang Shuo had been worried to death for the past two days, but seeing that the little baby was safe and sound, and his vigor and vigor returned, he finally let go of his heart completely.

He naturally stretched out his hand to help Mi Li pull his clothes, and then hugged him, "Are you still dizzy today, do you want to sleep?"

Mi Li shook her head, rubbed her eyes and didn't feel anything wrong in Jiang Shuo's arms. Her boyfriend often hugs him, and she's used to it now.

"Brother Jiang, how long have I slept? Why do I feel that this sleep is very long."

Jiang Shuo kissed his forehead, "It didn't take long, you were too tired, the doctor told you to rest well, did you sleep well Li Li?"

"Of course!"

"Brother Jiang, I dreamed that you cooked flower maw chicken and hairy crabs for me, do you understand what I mean?"

Jiang Shuo smiled softly, "Of course I understand, snack."

Mi Li giggled and hugged Jiang Shuo's neck vigorously, "Brother Jiang is the best! You love me so much, I will promise you with my body in the future~"

"Don't you now?"

Mi Li was suddenly enlightened by Jiang Shuo's tricks, "Oh yes, I have already promised myself..."

"Then I haven't married you yet? I'll make an appointment to turn the fake boyfriend into a real boyfriend."

Jiang Shuo sighed helplessly, the whole world can see that we are a real couple, but this silly baby is still thinking about how to seduce her husband all day long.

Boss Jiang watched Mi Li empty the shopping cart, and he got a headache after buying all those weird cat costumes and rabbit costumes.

He saw that Mi Li didn't want to empty the shopping cart, he wanted to empty Boss Jiang's blood tank.

"Then you—do you want to deal with those furry things in your cabinet first?"

Mi Li was startled, her face turned pale, "Brother Jiang, you peeped at my privacy!"

The author has something to say:

Jiang Shuo: Do ​​I still need to peek?Haven't I always looked at it openly?

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