CFJTM Chapter 13 Han Cheng: Look what I found~

When Han Cheng got home, he saw him typing with a computer in his arms.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

Shen Qingshu quickly put down the computer with a clever face, “Nothing, just surfing the Internet.”

Han Cheng:…

Originally he just asked casually, but now it seems that really there is something to hide.

However, Han Cheng was too lazy to dig deeper. He approached Shen Qingshu and handed over the bag and key in his hand. “I brought you a small table and other things you wanted. This is the house key. You don’t have to stay at home all the time in the future.”

Shen Qingshu quickly took it and said with a smile, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Han Cheng said, turning and walking outside.

After a while, he changed into light pajamas and went into the kitchen.

Shen Qingshu followed him in and saw Han Cheng pulling up his sleeves to wash vegetables.

He probably spotted him from the corner of his eyes and beckoned him over to help.

Shen Qingshu had to go to him and wash vegetables with him.

He looked at the newly bought chicken wings on the chopping board and flattered, “Gege, can you make Coke chicken wings today?”

With that, he deliberately blinked twice and deliberately sold Meng.

“Is that what you want to eat?”

Shen Qingshu nodded celeverly.

Han Cheng smiled, “Make it yourself.”

“I can’t.” Shen Qingshu flattered him. “You’re so great, your cooking must be very delicious. Please.”

“What do I get in return?” Han Cheng asked him with a deep smile.

Shen Qingshu looked at him. “What do you want?”

Han Cheng still had a smiling face. “It’s very simple. I’ll feed you now and you’ll feed me later.”

Shen Qingshu:… This guy is really worthy of being an old driver. He takes advantage of every opportunity!

“Deal!” Shen Qing said, went out of the kitchen and brought a bottle of coke back to Han Cheng. “Make more! If I’m not full, you won’t be full later, okay?”

“Don’t worry, even if you don’t have enough to eat now, you will have enough tonight.” Han Cheng took the coke, leaned close to his ear and whispered, “From my love gasoline.”

Shen Qing’s ears turned red in an instant. He pushed Han Cheng away and rubbed his ears. “You’re a cook now, not a driver. Concentrate on being a cook!”

Han Cheng nodded slightly, “I know, ready a bird for you to eat.”

Shen Qingshu:…

“It’s chicken wings!” he stressed.

“What else could it be?” Han Cheng looked innocent. “Is there another type of bird?”

Shen Qingshu:…

Shen Qingshu turned away from the kitchen and decided not to stay with the old driver!

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Han Cheng laughed and thought he was quite innocent.

It couldn’t be denied that Hancheng’s cooking skills are really good. After a while, he made four dishes and one soup.

Shen Qingshu hurriedly sat at the table and prepared to eat.

Han Cheng put the Coke chicken wings made for him in front of him and sat down.

Shen Qing clipped a chicken wing and took a bite. He felt the chicken wing’s sweetness in an instant. He couldn’t help giving Han Cheng a thumbs up, “Awesome, master driver, your cooking is delicious!”

“That’s right. A driver who isn’t  a skilled cook is not a good driver.”

Shen Qing heard his words and clicked his tongue again and again. He deserved to be the protagonist’s attack, although he is romantic and  amorous. He still has many advantages, such as cooking, driving, and being a big boss.

A single word can show three identities. It’s worthy of you, the protagonist gong!

Shen Qingshu was eating when he heard Han Cheng say, “Let me tell you something. I’m having a party with my friends tomorrow afternoon, so I’ll come back later. You don’t have to wait for me and eat by yourself.”

“OK.” Shen Qingshu didn’t ask much.

The two talked and happily finished dinner, Shen Qingshu went to wash the dishes, and Han Cheng went to take a bath.

It was another night full of speed and passion. Shen Qingshu lay in Han Cheng’s arms and felt that he had more writing materials for tomorrow.

The next afternoon, Hancheng got off work early and went to the bar.

He left the previous party early due to picking up Shen Qingshu. This time he came earlier than he usually does as compensation.

Although he came early. There are others who came earlier than him. As soon as Yin Mingyao saw him coming, he couldn’t wait to pour him a glass of wine, “Here.”

Han Cheng sat down, took a drink and chatted with him.

One after  another, everyone arrived, drinking and playing games.

“By the way, is Jiayu coming back soon?” someone suddenly asked.

“That seems to be the case from his circle of friends. Looks like he’s coming back in a few days.”

Yin Mingyao said, touching Han Cheng, “When is he returning?”

Han Cheng looked at him doubtfully, “How should I know?”

“Didn’t Jiayu tell you?”

“No.”

Han Cheng felt a little annoyed. Why should he tell him? He feels no need to talk to him.

He was thinking this when he saw the mobile phone screen light up.

Han Cheng picked it up and thought, say Cao Cao and Cao Cao appears¹. It was Yan Jiayu’s message.

Yan Jiayu: [I’ll return home the day after tomorrow. Come and pick me up.]

Han Cheng refused: “I’ve been busy recently. I don’t have time.”

Yan Jiayu: [Can’t you spare an hour?]

Han Cheng: [There are many matters in the company. Let others pick you up.]

Yan Jiayu was silent.

Han Cheng didn’t care. He locked his cell phone and put it on the table.

Yin Mingyao still said, “When Jiayu comes back, let’s play together in an escape room. He used to like playing this before.”

Han Chengxin said he wouldn’t go. He didn’t bother to waste his brain cells.

He bowed his head and took a sip from his glass.

When he looked up again, he saw that Wu Yang had finished dancing and came back, hugging a boy with a thin waist and white skin.

The boy was caught off guard when Han Cheng met his eyes. He quickly lowered his head but couldn’t help raising his eyelids to peek at him.

Wu Yang noticed, patted him on the back and asked him, “Do you like our brother Han?”

“No.” the boy smiled, picked up a glass of wine, looked at Wu Yang and drank it in an ambiguous manner.

Han Cheng pressed the center of his eyebrows and felt annoyed.

He took his phone, stood up and went to the toilet.

However, after going to the toilet, as soon as he came out, Han Cheng saw the boy previously in Wu Yang’s arms.

“Gege is so handsome.” The other party approached, moving his body to get closer to him. Han Cheng silently stepped back and looked at him coldly.

The boy was not embarrassed. He was still smiling. He drew his eyeliner to make his eyes seem larger, when he smiled they arched into curves. “I’m alone tonight.”

“Is that so? I’m dating someone.”

The boy was a little surprised and said magnanimously, “It doesn’t matter, give me your number gege. You can find me later.”

Han Cheng sneered, his voice was a little cold, “Sorry, you don’t deserve it.”

He finished, too lazy to waste time with him, bypassed him and walked back.

“Did the boy come on to you?” Wu Yang asked as soon as he took his seat.

Han Cheng confirmed.

Wu Yang sighed, “I knew it, the boy’s eyes were stuck to you ever since he sat down. Lao Han, you are too charming.”

“So did you agree?” asked Zhou Jinming.

“Of course not.” Han Cheng said, “I don’t accept everyone that asks.”

“That’s right.” Yin Mingyao said with a smile, “Although our Han Shao is amorous, he is not so far gone to be unbridled.”

Everyone couldn’t help laughing when they heard the speech.

Han Cheng didn’t laugh. In fact, he doesn’t understand why everyone thinks he is a romantic and amorous person. So far, he hasn’t fallen in love with anyone or slept with anyone. There has only been Shen Qingshu, where they drive together. It also just started recently. So why does he have a romantic and amorous reputation?

He thought about it and slowly remembered why, it was because Yan Jiayu always said so. He always said, “Xiao Cheng, you must be a very romantic and affectionate person.”

Since he constantly said so, it became a fact. Slowly, everyone felt that he was such a character.

Han Cheng put down his glass and didn’t understand why Yan Jiayu came back. Isn’t it good abroad? Why doesn’t he continue to stay abroad?

Yin Mingyao and them had begun to talk about new topics. Han Cheng listened and toasted a cup with them. It was almost 12 o’clock that he felt tired and ready to go home.

Shen Qingshu was still writing when  he heard the sound of the door opening. He guessed that Han Cheng had come back.

Sure enough, after a while, Han Cheng appeared at his door.

“Haven’t you slept yet?”

Shen Qingshu was smooth and he immediately said, “Waiting for you. If you don’t come back, I can’t bear to sleep.”

It’s actually that he got carried away writing and forgot the time.

Han Cheng looked at him and thought he was very pleasing to the eye.

“Come here,” he murmured.

Shen Qing was confused as he opened the quilt, got out of bed and walked over.

“Why?” he asked, puzzled.

Han Cheng raised his hand and pinched Shen Qingshu’s chin and lowered his head to kiss his lips.

He kissed gently and delicately, with a lingering taste of alcohol. He smiled against his lips, “You know, there were other black cars trying to seduce me today.”

Shen Qingshu was surprised. “You met a wild car? Did you agree?”

“Of course not. I’m not a garbage truck, I don’t go around collecting all the garbage around.”

Shen Qingshu was satisfied, “You have professional ethics.”

When he finished, he said, “Why did you drink so much? Go take a bath.”

Han Cheng hugged him and kissed him straightforwardly, blocking his complaint.

He hasn’t kissed enough yet, he wants to kiss enough before taking a bath.

Shen Qingshu was made dizzy by his kiss, so he slowly gave up his struggle and kissed him back.

As Han Cheng kissed him, lifted his arms and picked him up, put him on the table and kissed him more.

When he finished kissing, Shen Qingshu still hadn’t had time to  react. His face was red and looked like a naive youth.

Under the glow of the lights, the more he looks, the more beautiful he is.

Thinking this, Han Cheng simply picked up the man and walked towards the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” Shen Qingshu finally reacted and asked him.

“Taking you to bathe.”

“I don’t want to. Who knows if you will wash then feel the urge to explore the underwater world. I won’t go.”

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“Am I that kind of person?” Han Cheng squinted at him.

“Aren’t you that kind of person?”

Shen Qingshu struggled as he spoke. Finally, at the moment of entering the door, he landed successfully on the ground and ran away and closed the door on his way out.

Han Cheng laughed and didn’t chase him anymore. He slowly entered the bathroom.

Shen Qingshu ran all the way back to his bedroom and breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat back in bed, wrote for a while, saved the word doc and closed the document.

When Han Cheng came out, he saw Shen Qingshu playing with his mobile phone. Seeing that he had finished washing, he waved him in.

“Here,” Shen Qingshu handed him a cup of honey water he had just made. “I think it’s said on the Internet that honey water helps with hangovers. So I made you a cup.”

Han Cheng raised an eyebrow, “So good to me?”

Shen Qingshu immediately thought he was logical, so he took his hand back and drank for himself, “All the better for me.”

Han Cheng:…

Han Cheng grabbed the honey water, “Don’t drink it yourself, what would you need it for?”

“Moisturize and beautify.”

“Oh.” Han Cheng raised his hand and took a sip. It’s not bad. It’s sweet.

“I take care of your food, your living, and your sex drive. Happiness and pleasure, you should be good to me, you know?”

“But I’m afraid I’ll fall in love with you,” Shen Qingshu said deliberately. “You’re so handsome, your conditions are so good, you treat me so well, and you take care of my food and housing. If I treated you better, wouldn’t I be in love with you? That would be too inappropriate.”

Han Cheng:…

“Although I am handsome, cheerful, good natured and sincere, how can a pheasant match a phoenix? How can a pheasant like you catch my fancy!”

Shen Qingshu finished, leaped out of bed, and quickly ran out of the bedroom before Han Cheng could react.

When Han Cheng reacted that the pheasant meant himself rather than Shen Qingshu, the other had already run into the bathroom and closed the door.

Han Cheng helplessly held the cup and felt that he really thought highly about himself.

What to do if the child is not obedient? Most people will reply, Just give them a beating!

If the sports car is not obedient, the solution is. Just drive it a few more times!

A filial son is born under the stick, and a good car is born on the winding mountain highway!

Han Cheng sat on Shen Qingshu’s bed and drank honey water slowly.

While he was drinking, his mobile phone rang. Han Cheng took it out and found that the message was from: Teaching material salesman.

Teaching material salesman: [Ge, there are new goods, do you want them?]

Han Cheng:…

Before meeting Shen Qingshu, in order to prevent a car accident when driving on the road for the first time. He contacted a movie seller and bought a few movies as learning materials. Unexpectedly, this man had new teaching materials so quickly.

Han Cheng was indecisive for a while, before determining it would be all right to have a look. Maybe he could get inspired and upgrade his driving skills.

After all, as a driver, skills are very important.

Han Cheng: [Send it to the previous email]

Textbook salesman: [OK, it’s still the same price.]

Han Cheng sent a red envelope to the other party without hesitation.

After a while, the mobile phone notified him that there was a new email in his mailbox.

Han Cheng didn’t want to use his mobile phone to download. After all, this kind of file accounted for a large amount of memory, so he looked around and saw that his old laptop was still here. He took it and turned it on.

The Internet speed at home is good. Soon, the video finished downloading. Han Cheng opened [my computer] and prepared to go to disk d to watch his new teaching materials. As soon as he opened it, he saw a common folder in the column on the left of [my computer], named [Good scenery on Qiuming mountain]

Han Cheng:???

The author has something to say:

Han Cheng: look what I found~

The next chapter, large-scale social death scene – Hancheng to Qingqing: Please read and recite your full text with emotion!

Qingqing: Oh!

¹Chinese version of speak of the devil

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