Male supporting character in a book: Aren’t we brothers?

"I, I, cousin, I'm Song Mingyao. You have to stand up for me. This guy hit me for no reason. I just asked my classmates to hang out."

He was crying and trying to bypass Jiang Qian'an and crawl in front of Song Mingting.

Unfortunately, Song Mingting kicked him away out of disgust.

"Go away!"

Song Mingting frowned in disgust. Song Mingyao's grandfather was adopted by the Song family. He was originally a good person, but he was exposed after the death of his uncle. He relied on the surname Song to bully others. He didn't expect that he would do such a thing in front of him this time.

Jiang Qian'an calmly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and played a recording in front of everyone. He had started recording it after he returned.

The more they listened, the darker their faces became, Qin Siheng was the worst.

His dark eyes were sinister, and the air pressure around him was extremely low, as if a dangerous storm was brewing.

"Damn, that stinky loach got a little bit of sea water and really thinks it's seafood, doesn't it?"

Tang Fei walked straight forward, grabbed Song Mingyao's hair, and pushed him onto the urinal.

Song Mingyao wanted to struggle again, but another hand came up from the back of his neck and pulled him up.

Qin Siheng dragged the man out and stepped on his chest.

"Who do you dare to think of?"

The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out in the quiet bathroom, causing a pain in the chest.

Song Mingyao's face was already flushed at this time, and he had no strength to struggle. He could only open his mouth as hard as he could to breathe fresh air.

"That's enough. I'll be overly defensive later."

Jiang Qian'an tried to stop him, but afraid that he couldn't hear him, he tugged at the hem of his clothes.

Qin Siheng really stopped and looked up at Song Mingting. After all, this man also had the surname Song, so he decided to get his opinion.

"Don't worry about me. We are not related by blood. You can do whatever you want with me."

There is no need to consider it at all. This kind of person would be a disaster if he stayed in the Song family.

At this time, the person in charge of the villa also came over and kept nodding and bowing to apologize.

"Call a doctor first to see this person. He was just drugged."

"Call the police for these people." Jiang Qian'an said.

"Let this gentleman handle it." Song Mingting said to the person in charge.

"All hotel staff working today are fired, the hotel management is fired, and the villa manager is demoted one level, and all performance bonuses for this year are deducted."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone to notify the company's human resources department to issue a notice.

The person in charge did not dare to refute. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded repeatedly.

"The Song family will also take action against this branch of his family."

This was said to Qin Siheng and Jiang Qian'an.

They had no objection to Song Mingting's handling of the matter, and the matter was resolved that way.

Mingxi, who was standing next to him, didn't say a word. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He wondered why there was such a big difference between people.

They are all young masters from wealthy families, and some of them are so kind...

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After this incident happened, no one was interested in playing anymore.

Jiang Qian'an simply suggested going back to the room to rest and continue playing later.

While Jiang Qian'an was still lying on the big bed meditating, there was a knock on the door.

I got up and opened the door, it was Qin Siheng.

"An'an."

Qin Siheng came in carrying a medicine box and sat on the sofa.

"I'm not hurt."

Jiang Qian'an spread his hands.

Qin Siheng took his hand in front of him.

The young master's fingers are long and white, and his nails are trimmed neatly and roundly. The fingertips are a healthy pink, and the healthy crescents are neat and very beautiful.

But now there is a noticeable redness on the finger bone.

It was caused by Jiang Qian'an hitting the person too hard, not even the skin was broken.

"An An, can you... try to lean on me for a moment?"

Even if the young master could handle something like today, he didn't want him to face it alone.

Jiang Qian'an didn't answer. He withdrew his hand, bent down and picked up the cigarettes and lighter that the hotel staff had just brought to him.

He skillfully pulled out a cigarette, the crisp sound of the lighter was heard, and he bent his knees and crossed his legs.

There was only a flickering scarlet light, and he was blowing smoke rings.

He really looks like a dandy young master.

This was the first time he smoked since he came to this world, and it was also the first time he showed his true side in front of Qin Siheng.

"Qin Siheng, can you tell me when you fell in love with me and what do you like about me?"

This was the first time he had a direct conversation with Qin Siheng about this topic.

It was indeed sudden last time at the bar. He wanted to escape at that time and the two of them didn't talk much.

Ever since that first kiss, I can't control my emotions anymore and I always think of that scene unconsciously.

What's more, Qin Siheng is so good to him, taking care of him in every detail, big or small, which makes it hard not to be moved.

But he still felt it was unreal that the male protagonist of a romance novel suddenly became gay and fell in love with him.

Qin Siheng looked at the unruly young master in front of him.

His black eyes became deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to see through the person right there, deep into the bone marrow, and imprint it on the soul.

He now wished he could hide the young master and not let anyone see him!

Hearing this, he pulled the young master's free hand and gently kissed the back of his hand.

The soft feeling came from the back of his hand, and Jiang Qian felt like he was being electrocuted, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body.

"I don't know how to start. It might have been from that first glance in the airport lounge. I was interested in you then. I was wondering which family you came from, and whether we would meet again in the future..."

I like everything about you. I like it when you give me flowers. I am happy when you come to see me. I am especially happy when I know that you are not afraid of me..."

"I'm happy when I see you, and I feel bad when you ignore me... An An, please want me."

Qin Siheng spoke slowly, word by word.

As he spoke, his dark and deep eyes met Jiang Qian'an's.

The eyes are full of affection.

Jiang Qian'an looked stunned and surprised.

Until I felt the heat at my fingertips, it meant the cigarette was burnt out.

He came back to his senses.

What surprised him was not Qin Siheng's feelings, but his attitude.

A superior who is high above others should lower his posture in front of him.

Like this...

His blood was boiling with excitement, and his fingers were trembling with excitement...

"Do you like me like this?"

He was referring to his current rebellious appearance, not his usual well-behaved appearance.

Qin Siheng naturally understood what he meant. The young master now was arrogant from head to toe.

Unbridled and sexy...

He just looked at the young master in front of him.

The love in his eyes was practically burning, and his breathing became heavier and faster.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, and his voice became hoarse.

"I like it, An An. In front of me, you can be yourself and do whatever you want. You don't have to be bound by your own nature... I like you no matter what you are like. I like you very much."

Jiang Qian'an looked up at Qin Siheng, the doting and seriousness in his eyes almost drowned him.

"Ahem, you can see that I'm not a gentle and kind person. Are you sure you don't regret it?"

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