After conquering the male supporting role, the male protagonist became jealous

When they arrived at the villa, He Qishen sat in the back seat and refused to come out.

The driver looked at the people in the car, then looked at Zhou Lingshu. He Qishen didn't like others touching him, so he didn't dare to go up and pull the person out.

He was a little at a loss: "Madam, Mr. He..."

Zhou Lingshu felt a little annoyed.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn’t have let He Qi Shen help him drink the wine. It’s such a hassle.

"You should get off work first. He will go in when he sobers up."

Upon hearing this, the driver left without hesitation.

It’s the middle of the night and it’s cold. I want to go home and sleep early.

Next to the black Maybach, the girl tilted her head and looked at the back seat again and again, but the people in the car never moved.

Her patience was worn out.

"He Qishen, if you don't move, you'll have to sleep in the car tonight!"

Zhou Lingshu turned around after she finished speaking. He Qishen was a capricious ice cube and was really hard to deal with. He had just held on to her tightly all the way.

It took her some effort to get out of the car.

As a result, she pried He Qishen's hands apart, and he seemed angry.

She hasn't said a word since she got off the car.

Suddenly, her palms felt warm and her fingers were grasped by the man's slender hands, forcing her to give up the idea of ​​leaving.

"Wife, why don't you coax me?"

The man's fair hands seemed to be covered with a faint cold light under the street light, but the temperature was completely opposite.

Her hand was shaken.

The man's voice was tinged with grievance: "Yan Chao said that when he gets angry, his wife will coax him."

Zhou Lingshu: “…”

He really doesn't learn any good things, but only learns all the bad things.

After drinking, he even acted crazy and needed others to comfort him. Yan Chao was really spoiled by Xue Qinyin.

"Can't get down?" Zhou Lingshu asked again.

Coaxing?

It’s better to coax He Qishen.

Go to hell.

After a while, the man in the car got out unsteadily, half leaning on her.

Zhou Lingshu had just closed the car door.

The next second, she was pressed against the car door. He Qishen leaned over and gave her a strong and passionate kiss. The hot breath mixed with the smell of alcohol lingered in Zhou Lingshu's nostrils.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Zhou Lingshu stretched out her hand and pushed He Qishen's waist, but instead of pushing him away, he wrapped her up completely with his coat.

The scorching heat surrounded her.

Zhou Lingshu suspected that He Qishen was pretending to be drunk.

Otherwise, why would he still remember to act like a hooligan?

He had a stomachache a couple of days ago, and He Qishen just kissed her on the face at most. But today, as soon as the pain stopped, He Qishen took advantage of her. Was it because Cen Huan didn't satisfy him?

Or does he just like to eat outside?

Zhou Lingshu found an opportunity and bit He Qishen's tongue hard, and the latter let go of her in pain.

"Ah Shu, the bite hurts."

He Qishen hugged her and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

The soft short hair pricked her skin, making her feel itchy. She wanted to push it away, but He Qishen was like a plaster.

"Ah Shu, don't push me away."

In the darkness of night, a man with broad shoulders and long legs was lying on the tall girl. He was like a unreasonable child, his voice was sticky and there was no trace of the indifference he had during the day.

Zhou Lingshu took some effort to finally drag the person up to the second floor.

At three o'clock in the morning, the servants in the villa were all asleep.

She was exhausted and out of breath.

After He Qishen fell on the bed, she also fell on the bed due to exhaustion, and lay head to head with He Qishen on the bed.

The only sounds in the silent room were two gasps.

Suddenly, the system voice sounded in my head.

"Host, Shen Wu's grandmother passed away."

Zhou Lingshu suddenly sat up from the bed, and most of the sleepiness in his head disappeared.

She knew that even if Grandma Shen had surgery, it would only prolong her life.

I still feel sad to hear this news.

"Ah Shu..."

The man next to her grunted and turned around to press on her.

Warm lips fell on the neck.

Zhou Lingshu hid while checking his flight tickets on his phone.

She bought a ticket to return to Beijing North as quickly as possible.

But He Qishen on her was pressing her down and kissing her endlessly, which made Zhou Lingshu feel a little annoyed.

He Qishen is too clingy when he's drunk.

"He Qishen, you're putting me under pressure."

His lips stopped at her collarbone, then he turned over and got off her, hugging her tightly in his arms.

Zhou Lingshu lay in this position for more than half an hour, until He Qishen's breathing gradually became steady. She then carefully pried open He Qishen's arms.

-

Zhou Lingshu arrived in Beijing North at seven in the morning.

She bought some buns and soy milk and went straight to where Shen Wu and Grandma Shen lived.

She sent messages to Shen Wu before and after boarding the plane.

But Shen Wu didn't reply at all.

Even without asking the system, she could guess that Shen Wu must be here.

After all, in Shen Wu’s 19 years of life.

Grandma Shen is his only warmth.

When she arrived at the door of her house, Zhou Lingshu found that it was not closed. She carefully pushed the door open and called Shen Wu's name inside.

I called out several times but got no response.

"Sanqi, are you sure Shen Wu is here?"

Sanqi said helplessly: "Host, could you please be more patient? How come you lose your temper just after reaching the entrance?"

Zhou Lingshu continued to walk inside, and she found Shen Wu's room based on her memory of the last time she came here.

With a creaky sound, the door was pushed open by her.

The bedroom was dark.

Shen Wu and Grandma Shen live on the first floor. The lighting in the house is not good, and it feels a bit depressing when you come in during the day.

Only the living room has some light during the day.

The curtains in the bedroom, which already had poor lighting, were tightly drawn, making the room even darker.

A figure could be vaguely seen sitting on the floor beside the bed.

"Shen Wu, would you like to have breakfast?"

"Your favorite pickled cabbage buns and hot soy milk."

This was what Grandma Shen told her when she went to visit her in the hospital.

Maybe Grandma Shen herself felt that her time was running out and she was worried about this quiet and extremely unsociable grandson, so she went to see Grandma Shen every time.

Grandma Shen always tells her, Shen Wu's "only friend", a lot of things about Shen Wu.

The bedroom was quiet for a while.

Zhou Lingshu walked up to Shen Wu, squatted down, and patted Shen Wu's shoulder: "My condolences."

"Zhou Lingshu."

The young boy's shallow and hoarse voice rang out in the room.

next second.

She fell into a slightly cool embrace.

"Grandma is gone."

“I won’t have any family anymore.”

The boy's muffled voice came from the crook of her neck, hitting her heart neither lightly nor heavily.

Sour and numb.

She knew that to Shen Wu, the Shen family were just his blood relatives, and he was not close to the Shen family.

Naturally, the Shen family was not classified as family members.

The Shen family owes Shen Wu.

After returning to the Shen family, the Shen family tried their best to compensate Shen Wu materially, but they were unable to make Shen Wu open her heart to accept them.

After all, the Shen family was not that attentive.

Just like her dad.

He said that he loved her more, but he never cared about her affairs.

The Shen family must be no different.

She could empathize with Shen Wu in this regard.

She put the breakfast in her hand on the floor and hugged Shen Wu back.

Pat him on the back gently.

"If you want, you can treat me as your family from now on."