As a substitute, the male protagonist is sweet and soft

Su Nanqing's face turned red suddenly, and he was incoherent for a while, but he couldn't find a better way to say it. Instead, he got angry and went to get a broom to clean the floor for them, and then he said confidently: "What? Are you Any questions?"

Confucius Heng chuckled and waved his hands one after another, "How dare I!"

He glanced at Li Cheng, Li Cheng was still sitting on the stool blankly reminiscing about Su Nanqing's words, nodding from time to time as if he was stupid, Confucius Heng held Su Nanqing's shoulders, and listened to him, "Little Susu, I said , you are quite big at this game, the gold master insisted that brother, you can support orthopedics, you can! Why don't you say that he is your father?"

Su Nanqing got goosebumps all over from this address.

Confucius Heng smiled and narrowed his eyes, which made Su Nanqing feel a little mocking. He was not very happy, wiped his hands with a piece of paper, and said in a low voice, "Is he forty or fifty? Be my father? "

Confucius raised his brows lightly, and jokingly said, "The gold master's father is also a father." Even the look in his eyes when he looked at Su Nanqing changed. He thought he was a pure college student, but he didn't expect to be quite receptive. can play.

If Confucius Heng said this sentence now, Su Nanqing would definitely refute it desperately, but if it took a while, he would never have imagined that he would really be "good at playing" as Confucius Heng said.

Su Nanqing was terrified by his eyes. His original intention was to find a better one for himself, and the reason he said in the past would not destroy his impression in Li Cheng's mind.

After all this is the only friend he has here and he wants to take it seriously.

However, time was tight and the task was heavy. When he saw Confucius Heng, his mind changed, and he was so confused that he made up such a stupid reason.

"However, Mr. Yu will be thirty this year. It's not a big deal for a man in his fourth year to raise a godson. He is so mature that he is estimated to be in his early forties or fifties."

Confucius Heng's hand on his shoulder became tighter and tighter. Although Su Nanqing was not unfriendly to him now, he had misunderstood him before, and this misunderstanding didn't make it to the surface. He still felt a little guilty in his heart.

But they wouldn't be as close as they are now, he twisted uncomfortably, "It's quite old-fashioned." Su Nanqing remembered something, sneered, and curled his lips: "He said I look like his lover, lover? That title sounds pretty old-fashioned."

Confucius paused for a moment, and in the next second, tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, and his stomach ached from laughing, "He's a 30-year-old man, take care of him, don't let him hear you."

I have to say that Kong Ziheng's laughter was quite contagious, and even Li Cheng, who didn't know what they were talking about, also giggled.

"Boss! Why don't you go now! These years, I know that it's not easy for you. It's hard work to go out alone. Now that you have relatives, you have a safe haven. Don't worry, this stall will not be easy for you. Keep it safe for you, I'll be there anytime you come back!" Li Cheng's eyes turned red as he spoke.

"Ah, hello! Don't cry, what a big deal!" Su Nanqing panicked and hurried to comfort him.

"However," Li Cheng sniffed, with a strong nasal voice, "Boss, do you know that relatives like this who are killed halfway are either cheats or cannon fodder villains, you have to carefully screen them out!"

Li Cheng said plausibly with a serious face. It took Sun Nanqing a long time to realize that he was talking about those routines in the novel. : "Ah Cheng, then I'm leaving. Also, you should read less novels, right... your eyes are not good."

Although Li Cheng always seemed stupid and thoughtless, the two of them had been together for a long time, and Su Nanqing was quite sad when they suddenly had to part.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Su Nanqing couldn't see Li Cheng's burly figure who was obsessed with waving until he entered the corner.

The black business car does not make him more excited than a sports car, and the smell of the leather seats mixed with the air-conditioning in the car seems too dull.Before seeing Yu Chuan, he felt the old man's dull breath from the car.

This kind of car is in line with the temperament of an old man. Thinking of what he saw a few times ago, Su Nanqing wondered if those cars belonged to Confucius Heng.

Thinking that he would see more cars like that in the future, Su Nanqing felt a little disappointed, but in an instant he slapped himself on the face angrily.

What are you thinking, why are you so spineless, even if you are adopted, you can't get into the state so quickly, you have to wait for a few days no matter what.

He shook his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

The scenery outside the window flashed by. During the evening rush hour, the car moved slowly. He thought he would have more time to breathe, but what he didn't expect was that after passing the school, the car drove to the outskirts of the city. Unblocked.

However, after half an hour's drive, the speed of the car slowed down before Su Nanqing could calm down.Confucius Heng poked his head over and pinched his face very frivolously, "What are you thinking about, little Susu, here we are."

Su Nanqing flicked his hand away reflexively, and said with a frown, "Don't touch me!"