I'm a good man [quick wear]

He was so beautiful that even if he put on women's clothes, he couldn't tell whether he was a boy or a girl. Han Yi even joked that he was a beauty, but he didn't have a girly look about him. He looked at her lightly and looked very cold.

Such a person is not the male protagonist. In this silly and sweet script, he is an affectionate male supporting character. Only the female protagonist can win over such a cold-blooded and emotionless person.

He is the male protagonist who watches the male and female protagonists break up and get back together, and you hurt me, and I forgive you. The heroine likes to call him in times of crisis, but the hero will not come over. He always The male supporting character who can rush to the heroine's side unconditionally as soon as possible.

But he's also a miserable supporting actor.

When the heroine fell down and almost had a miscarriage, her phone call to the hero failed, but someone else called him. Without saying a word, she rushed over without saying anything, leaving the majority shareholder behind, and rushed her to the hospital, so the child could be saved.

But he left his cell phone in the car, and his wife also fell down and didn't hear her call. When she found out, no one was there when she was sent to the hospital, leaving him with a son.

It's great now, I lost my wife and found that I fell in love with my wife.

Fine.

Treat your son well, give him all your love, and watch the little guy want to love his wife.

Later, when her son went to kindergarten and she promised to spend his birthday with him, the heroine's daughter got sick and had a fever that wouldn't go away. She was so scared to be alone. She was quarreling with the hero and called him again.

If you have a fever of 40 degrees, of course you have to go.

Need help.

This time, the nanny went to pick up her son and was hit and killed by a drunk driver while crossing the road.

When the heroine saw it, she felt so pitiful. She cried and said she was sorry for him, and she wanted her daughter to recognize him as her godfather and regard him as her biological father.

All male supporting actors should love the female protagonist deeply. What does it mean to give up their wives and sons? Even if he sacrifices his life, he will not hesitate. If he cannot marry the heroine in this life, there will be no hope. All women will not be able to catch his eye.

But the original owner's wish after his death was to treat his wife well and protect his children.

People always care about what is clearly unavailable, but ignore what is easily available around them.

evening.

In front of a villa in the northern suburbs, a flashy red sports car parked in front of the gate and honked its horn.

After a while, the door opened.

The person who walked out was wearing a long brown windbreaker with his hands casually in his pockets. Inside was a gray sweater and a white shirt under the sweater. He had a tall figure and walked slowly.

Han Yi quickly got out of the car and opened the door for him. Every time he saw his face, he would sigh in his heart. This man is really more beautiful than a girl.

The outline is three-dimensional, the eyes are deep and clear, and the eyebrows are very long.

If it weren't for this identity, those young men in the upper class would do some horrible things to this guy, and they wouldn't dare to reveal their thoughts.

Doesn’t that mean you want to die?

"It's a bit cold tonight, so you should wear more clothes." Han Yi smiled and talked to him, closed the door when Ji Yang sat in, and walked around to the driver's seat.

When he got up, the young man in the back seat had already leaned against the back seat and squinted his eyes. When he was stunned, he opened his thin lips and said, "Next time, don't drive this car."

"Why? The new one I just arrived is very exciting to drive." Han Yi said and started the engine to give him a show.

"Mother." Ji Yang still didn't open his eyes and lazily threw out two words.

Han Yi was petrified.

mother?

"I'm a pure man, I just got off a woman's bed." Han Yi drove forward, still angrily as he spoke.

When it comes to women, Ji Yang is the one in the circle who is not close to women. Everyone says that he is a loser. Throwing him on the bed like this is definitely more exciting than driving a top-notch sports car.

They could only feel obscene in their hearts. The person who said this last time was already half dead.

"No wonder."

"Huh?" Han Yi looked through the rearview mirror and saw that the young master had opened his eyelids. There was no emotion in his eyes. He glanced over and said lightly, "Open the window, the smell is strong."

Han Yi lowered his head and sniffed, "Does it really smell good?"

"Smells."

"..."

When they arrived at the bar parking lot, Ji Yang opened the door and got out of the car as soon as he parked the car. Han Yi could still see the naked disgust on his face.

The noble young man walked leisurely towards the elevator with his long and slender legs.

Just opening the window to let in some wind, he coughed several times, his Adam's apple was twitching up and down, and the sickly smell on his body became stronger. Han Yi couldn't help but feel pity for him, and was ready to reach out to help him. Good luck.

Unfortunately, before he could reach out his hand, someone glanced at him with a sharp look, and his hand froze in mid-air.

"Take care of your health and drink more hot water." He looked stern and a bit mean.

"You go back and take more showers." Ji Yang glanced at him with his eyelids drawn, then walked out.

The private room has been reserved.

Many young men from rich families were invited, as well as many young ladies, and the figures on the dance floor were constantly swaying.

Han Yi opened the door and shouted loudly, "Turn down the music, don't smoke, do you hear me?"

Hearing this, everyone immediately felt bored. When Ji Yang's figure appeared in front of them, no one dared to speak. They could only agree and those who were about to smoke quickly hid their cigarettes.

Ji Yang's guy is very squeamish.

I am allergic to everything, including women. I don’t know if I am allergic to men.

Looking at Qingjun's face, this thin figure, fair skin, and gentle and slow movements, even men are fascinated by it.

The wealthy young men in the circle were also good at this, but when Ji Yang glanced over, each one hid faster than the other.

You can't even have such thoughts.

Although this "beautiful woman" seems harmless, in fact, her methods are cold and cold. You can't tell when she loses her temper, and you don't even know how she died.

Han Yi called the waiter and ordered, "Go and squeeze a glass of fresh juice. Pure natural juice! No ice at all."

"yes."