After being slag, I became a heartthrob

Eleven o'clock in the evening is the time when most people in the first district are preparing to rest, and it is also the time when a group of playboys start their nighttime entertainment.

In Canalo's underground garage, rows of high-end shuttles are parked in the air, and several of them are detected to be insufficient in energy, and they are automatically replenishing energy with a bright yellow halo.

In the corner, a black shuttle suddenly protruded with a head covered in yellow hair.

"Young Master Du~ What are you looking at?" Behind him, the girl sitting in the passenger seat poked his ass/ass, and said coquettishly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time~"

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble..." Huang Mao pushed the girl's hand away without looking back, clicked on the camera function of the terminal, and recorded a video.

He sat back in the car and smiled.

"What's so happy about it?" The girl approached him intimately, leaning on his shoulder and asking.

"Hey, I saw a little rabbit raised by Song Xiao, who got on the shuttle with his arms around another man..." Huang Mao posted the video to the group, and said with a sneer: "Last time I asked Song Xiao to lend me a man to play for two days, He said he would wait until he got tired of playing, hey, just because of such a spoiled bastard, Song Xiao didn't give me face, today I will let him see the color of his head."

……

He Jian didn't know Huang Mao's news. Song Xiao almost blew up the group. He helped him into the shuttle, set up the automatic navigation, turned up the temperature, turned around and put the co-pilot's seat flat so that people could lie down. Down.

The system sneered, if it is said that He Jian's level of care depends on the other person's appearance, then the person lying in the co-pilot might turn He Jian into an old father in an instant, absolutely meticulous.

The man's side was injured, his face was pale due to blood loss, his eyes were half closed, his blue pupils were clearer than the eyes of the mermaid just now, his light lips were pursed, and under the dim light, his eyes were wet with cold sweat. The forehead hair was wet, and the eyes under the broken hair looked at He Jian lazily.

His appearance reminded He Jian of the big dog he adopted in the third book, his heart softened, and his movements became lighter.

"Be patient."

He leaned over to take a closer look at the wound. The wound was not deep, but it was long. It looked like it was caused by a sharp weapon. He stretched out his hand to pinch the torn clothes, and He Jian directly tore the wound open.

He touched the medical device and turned on the ray to stop the bleeding from the wound.

"Thank you..." The man said in a hoarse voice, "Are you... from the Snake Vulture?"

"Let's count as half." He Jian didn't want to say more, so he changed the subject, "Are there any other injuries on your body?"

"there is none left……"

He Jian: ...

"It's just such a small injury, you..." Looking into his wet blue eyes, He Jian swallowed back the word "trash", "I almost hugged you just now, is this a little injury?"

"But it hurts..." The man blinked while lying down, and said softly, "My name is Qi Mingfeng."

"Oh."

Qi Mingfeng waited for a long time, then had no choice but to ask: "What's your brother's name?"

The elder brother made He Jian laugh. This man is quite tall, but he is not blushing or out of breath when acting like a baby. He glanced at the driving information that popped up after he touched it by mistake just now. The word "He Jian" is particularly conspicuous. .

"You just took a few glances and saw your brother's age?"

When the wound stopped bleeding, Qi Mingfeng adjusted his seat and tilted his head to look at He Jian, "But... I want to hear from you."

This big boy looked very appetizing, and the corners of He Jian's mouth were always curved in a happy arc, and he didn't mind Qi Mingfeng's straightforward teasing, so he casually tossed him a pack of tissues.

"Wipe off the blood on your body. I saw it. There should be no need to go to the hospital."

The simplicity of the task was simply unexpected.

What He Jian thought was the response: Several unknown people chased and killed Qi Mingfeng, and he led Qi Mingfeng to get rid of the pursuit. On Chenfeng Star, those people probably would not dare to use hot weapons, and then he sent them to the port... …

However, the current task status: Qi Mingfeng is not chasing soldiers behind him, and the bleeding from the wound is a bit heavy, but it can be solved with home medical equipment. A message was sent just now, and the person was sent to another hotel...

So, why don't you take a taxi?

He Jian looked at the bank account reminder on the terminal, counted the graceful string of zeros behind it, and turned his head to look at Qi Mingfeng speechlessly.

"Whose young master are you, right? So precious?"

But there is no family surnamed Qi in Chenfengxing District.

"Yeah." Qi Mingfeng nodded calmly, "I'm an illegitimate child, so I can't show my face in public. I guess my dad's wife is going to kill me, but my dad paid a lot of money to ask my brother to save me..."

He Jian was taken aback when he heard this, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong, "Making up a story? It's a bit bloody."

Qi Mingfeng turned sideways, involving the wound, he took a small breath, "Hiss... are you going to leave after sending me to the hotel? Logically speaking, you shouldn't be kept, your lover will be worried, right? But the wound still hurts ..."

His pitiful appearance made He Jian dumbfounded, "How do you know I'm not single?"

Qi Mingfeng tapped He Jian's middle finger that was casually hanging by his side, his cold fingertips ran across the back of He Jian's hand, He Jian raised his eyebrows, and saw the ring on the middle finger.

"It seems like I fell in love with my brother at first sight..." Qi Mingfeng sighed, "But you have a lover."

His eyes showed a deep blue under the dim light, and when he looked at people intently, it really gave people the illusion of unshakable affection.

He Jian: ...

He has also made green tea, and he is still a vicious green tea cannon fodder. He thinks he still has some tea skills, but sitting next to such a big bowl of tea, he really has to bow down.

The key is Qi Mingfeng's face, the amorous peach blossom has a mole of tears in his eyes, it looks really evil.

He Jian sighed, young man, you came early, if the plot is over, he will accept Qi Mingfeng, even if you don't talk about feelings, just dating is a kind of enjoyment.

With this figure and appearance, he was actually quite "love at first sight".

pity.

He Jian raised his left hand to block someone's face rubbing against him, "I have a boyfriend."

Rubbing the wet softness with his palm, He Jian's eyes widened, and he laughed angrily at the little green tea, "What the hell..."

"Hush..." Qi Mingfeng put his finger on his lips, and the melancholy in his blue eyes was about to overflow, "Boyfriend, so Ah Jian still likes men, that's enough to know."

He turned around and opened the door, and after getting off the shuttle, he still winked at He Jian, "Goodbye, brother, I have a hunch that we will see each other soon."

He Jian came back to his senses, only to realize that the shuttle had stopped by the side of the road for a while.

As soon as Qi Mingfeng got off the shuttle, a man who looked like a bodyguard put a long windbreaker on him. The lights of the hotel in the distance gilded his back with a layer of gold, and the ratio of leg length to shoulder width was excellent.

System: "Take it away, take it away, the eyeballs will fly away with him!"

"Tsk tsk..." He Jian propped his chin and sighed, "Trash Song Xiao, ruined my youth and delayed my love."

The system smiled: "Do you want to fall in love? You are greedy for others' bodies, you are so low!"

He Jian withdrew his gaze, turned on the navigation again, and the shuttle drew an arc and turned around to the way it came from.

"I think Qi Mingfeng is very suspicious." He leaned back in the seat, frowned and thought, "Today's mission is very strange."

The system didn't reply for a long time, and it took a while to speak out: "I searched the original text for you, and the name Qi Mingfeng is not there. Either he used a fake name, or he has never had any intersection with the protagonist Gong Shou in the book."

"I lean toward the latter."

He Jian touched the viewing glass of the shuttle with his fingertips, and the frosted glass instantly changed its shape and became a transparent material. Through the car window, He Jian saw the bustling streets in a district and the bustling crowds on the streets .

Their joys and sorrows are so real, because they don't live on the stage built for the protagonist, they are just symbols used to fill the background of the world, so they can laugh freely and cry happily.

When He Jian awakened his self-awareness, he was the cannon fodder in the first book.

The drama of the true and false young master, he is the real one, the original protagonist Shou is the wrong child.

According to the original text, he should have designed to drive the protagonist Shou out of the house after recognizing his ancestors, and then found a group of hooligans to kill the protagonist Shou.Of course, the protagonist was attacked and rescued, and the story of the troubled young master and the wealthy boss began.

It rained heavily that night, and He Jian only felt that he was crazy. His family had a rich family property, and even raising two sons to share the property would be enough for him to spend his whole life. After all, the suffering in the first half of his life was not caused by the protagonist. Why is there resentment? All for that brat?

He ran to the garage, the car broke down, and none of the five cars in his family could start.So He Jian ran into the torrential rain alone, but was stopped by an invisible barrier at the door of He's house, and he couldn't get out of the yard.

later……

He Jian couldn't remember what happened afterwards. He was in a trance afterwards, and what he was obsessed with was no longer whether he could go out to save his cheap brother. He was enveloped in great panic, as if someone was manipulating his every move with an invisible rope. .

The inexplicable love for the protagonist Gong and the inexplicable hatred for the protagonist both gave him a splitting headache.

He was lying in the muddy water, digging the ground with his hands clasped, thinking like crazy to dig a hole and crawl out of the yard. When his fingertips were dripping with blood, he stuck out one hand from the small hole and beyond the barrier.

Then he heard someone sigh, and the voice exploded in his mind: "The awakening of the character's autonomous consciousness is detected, and the system is automatically bound."

He Jian passed out, and when he woke up again, he locked himself in the room for three whole days, and he went downstairs with a pale face until the protagonist returned to He's house under the protection of the protagonist Gong.

Facing the delicate and pitiful protagonist Shou, he numbly said the lines he had arranged: "You are lucky if you don't die. Did you have a good time the other night?"

No one could hear it, and the mechanical voice only rang in his ears: "Advance the plot, earn points, and the current progress is [-] percent."

……

Because he thought of some past events, He Jian was in a bad mood. After parking the shuttle in the underground garage, he sat in the car and lit a cigarette.

This problem was raised in a certain fairy world, and the persona is a magic cannon fodder who likes to hold a long pipe in his mouth.

He has no addiction, after all he will become a white lotus in the next book, at that time he didn't have these rights, no one before or after can ooc, white lotus is pure and flawless, he just gave up his addiction to smoking.

All kinds of rare plants emerged in endlessly in the Milky Way Era, and the tobacco was no longer the kind in the ancient Earth Era. The faint smell of pine wood lingered in the small space, and before half of it was smoked, the system suddenly screamed alarm: "Song Xiao is here!! !"

He Jian was startled, but before he could react, the garage door had already slid open. Under the bright lighting of the shuttle, Song Xiao pushed the door violently and walked over aggressively.

He Jian with a cigarette: ...

fuck! !