[BL] [Book 1]Professional Stepping on the Face for One Hundred Years [Quick Wea

5.6

Seeing that Su Wei was still watching, Xiao Heng held a sigh of relief in his chest. However, he really felt unbearable. He threw the thing in his hand, told others to put it on top, and strode towards Su Wei's direction. Anyway, his task today has been completed. As for the excess amount, they have a lot of surplus, and the people next to them will also complete it.

    Su Wei only felt a force of brute force falling from the sky, and his whole body turned in a dizzy direction. When he looked closely, the picture in front of him turned into a pile of broken stones at the bottom of the mountain. He held the fire and looked up. Xiao Heng's iceberg face was brightly enlarged in front of his eyes, staring at himself unhappily, and he was almost trapped in his shadow.

    Su Wei was very speechless in her heart, and she didn't know why the other party was always uncertain recently. .The first time was when he came back late. The other party questioned him side-by-side for a long time. He also warned him several times that he was not allowed to act alone, especially when dealing with other unfamiliar teams. He must bring people from the team with him. Another time, he was too hot and shortened the sleeves of his clothes. As a result, the next day, his clothes were changed to a complete one. The most serious thing was that he didn't bring him food when he came back. That night, the man was sulking with his back to him all night, and he left early the next day. So at this moment there are all indications that he is, at this moment, attacked again.

    He suppressed his temper, gritted his teeth and whispered, "What do you want to do?" In fact, what he wanted to say was, why are you trying to go crazy.

    "Did you fall in love with someone?" Xiao Heng endured and asked in a rough voice. His tone was very bad, "Don't forget your identity, in this prison, anything can happen!"

.Su Wei frowned, couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him, and said with a sneer, "Xiao Heng, what are you thinking about? Or do you think I'm so stupid that I can't even think of it?" Even the former Ji Xuanyao, It won't reveal that he is a brother.

    Before Xiao Heng could breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, he heard the other party continue, "Besides, I know exactly what kind of person I need."

    Xiao Heng's face froze, and his voice suddenly became lower, "What kind of?"

    At the mention of this, Su Wei's lips couldn't help showing a gentle arc. His lover has a lot of faults. He likes to pretend to be cool, has a strong possessiveness, will report flaws, and even learns to talk nonsense in a serious manner. But he can accompany him to face any difficulties, he is reluctant to endure hardships himself, he will always come to himself, and he will only fall in love with himself.

    Yes, every one he brings to himself is the ultimate love. .Domineering or gentle and restrained. He reciprocates it with the same love.

    Su Wei thought about it and shook his head, "I can't tell, but I know he is him." He frowned, glanced at the man in front of him, and said with a slight choking, "Besides, you shouldn't be more concerned about Lin Zifu. Don't worry, I won't stop you. If you have a chance to go out, I'll give you the deed right away."

    In this way, the protagonist Gong will never trouble himself again.

    It's just that he found that the man's face was even more ugly. That look, almost wished to eat him from start to finish. Su Wei's back was slightly cold, and she couldn't help but scold. It's over, this guy is too vengeful.

    "My relationship with Lin Zifu is not what you think."

    Xiao Heng has never had a charming idea for Lin Zifu in his two lifetimes. He protects the other party, and is completely repaying the other party for helping him when he is at his worst. .In the past, he didn't need to care about other people's eyes, especially Ji Xuanyao's. But now he had to care. Even the words that came out of the other's thin lips reminded him of the fact that he didn't have himself in his heart at all.