MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 189v2 Save Shang Zhanwen's disabled female supporting role (17)

On New Year's Eve, Su Jianxi was woken up by firecrackers early in the morning. She put on her clothes, sat in a wheelchair, opened the bedroom door, and shouted: "Who told you to set off firecrackers at home? You will clean up later." ?!"

"Oh, I won't clean it up." Song Lingshu turned off the phone and said with a smile, "I set off electronic firecrackers, are they high-end or not?"

Su Jianxi: "..."

"It's rare for you to wake up so early. You've even got your clothes on. It's really good." Song Lingshu got up and went back to her room. After this period of recuperation, her back injury has recovered more than half, and she can walk normally without any problem. , that is, you can't exercise vigorously, and you can't do frequent bending movements.

"It's Chinese New Year, let's celebrate it." Song Lingshu took a big red scarf from the room and tied it around her neck.

"...Take a look for yourself, does it look good?" Su Jianxi asked.

"It's pretty, it's pretty **** good." Song Lingshu cheered.

Su Jianxi snorted and saw that she was wearing the same scarf afterwards, so she reluctantly accepted it. Anyway, it was the two of them who made a fool of themselves.

"Come on, Boss Su, come and write couplets." Song Lingshu prepared the couplets and ink and put them on the new table. The new table is a recently bought lift table, which can be easily adjusted to Su Jianxi's height. But Song Lingshu couldn't bend down, so she had to kneel on one knee on the carpet first, and then moved to the other knee, but Su Jianxi held her leg with one hand.

"Get up, I'll do it."

"Okay, just press the button under the table." After Song Lingshu finished speaking, she saw her reaching under the table and adjusting the height, so she felt relieved and said with a smile, "Boss Su is getting more and more powerful!"

"Rare and strange, is this amazing?" Su Jianxi picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink, and wrote couplets on the red paper. As soon as she wrote the pen, Song Lingshu applauded beside her, making her subconsciously hold the pen tightly, and the pen sharpened even more It's getting better.

"It's so beautiful!" Song Lingshu began to applaud.

Su Jianxi finished writing a pair of couplets in one go, then turned to look at her: "Do you know them and say they look good?"

"I don't know them, but it doesn't prevent me from admiring them. Your handwriting must be very beautiful!"

Song Lingshu sat on the side making paste, waited until the couplets were completely dry, then took them to the gate, put up a stool to stick the couplets: "Boss, please show me if they are aligned."

"It's crooked, a little to the left."

"how about this?"

"It's over, come back a little bit, about two centimeters will do."

"..." Song Lingshu found a seat about two centimeters away, "Is this here?"

"Go up a little bit, that's it."

Song Lingshu clapped his hands, and after confirming the alignment, he happily went to prepare lunch again, and festive Chinese New Year music rang out in the living room.

Su Jianxi was still standing at the gate. She raised her head and looked at the long couplets. It didn't match the cool-toned decoration style. She looked silly, just like the people who were busy in the kitchen. .

In her memory, Chinese New Year is one of the things she hates the most. Other people's homes are full of joy and excitement, but she is the only one sitting in the huge living room, watching the Spring Festival Gala that exaggerates the atmosphere of reunion, as if she is the only one in the whole world A person is living such a deserted year.

"Congratulations on getting rich, I congratulate you on being wonderful, the best please come here, the bad ones please go away..."

Cheerful music came from the living room, and the people in the kitchen sang along with it. Although the tune was about to go to the Himalayas, it still didn't stop.

She turned her head to look at today's sun, stretched slowly, and exhaled a long breath—it seems that Chinese New Year is not bad.

The lunch was very sumptuous. Although there were only two people eating, Song Lingshu still made five hard dishes, as well as soup and snacks. She poured two glasses of wine and swung the glasses: "Boss Su, cheers, I wish you a new year Be safe and happy, and make a fortune!"

Su Jianxi raised his wine glass and touched her.

"Won't you say something to congratulate me?"

"What do you want to hear?"

Song Lingshu thought for a while, and said with a smile: "I wish you more and more beautiful, and you can find a girlfriend in the new year."

"Girlfriend?" Su Jianxi paused and looked at her slowly, "You want to find a girlfriend?"

"That's right, anyway, our relationship is just an employment relationship, and I don't want to be single forever. And I've already thought about it, even if I find a girlfriend, others won't think you're wearing a cuckold." Song Lingshu said .

Su Jianxi sneered: "It's your spring and autumn dream, you've only been in the city for a few days, and you want to find a girlfriend?"

"It's been half a year now." Song Lingshu said longingly, "Ah, I really want to find a girlfriend. It's so cold that I can warm my bed. How nice it is."

"Why don't you just buy an electric blanket?" Su Jianxi frowned.

"I won't tell you this, it's not interesting." Song Lingshu picked up a piece of mutton for her, "Eat meat, eat meat, I hope you can gain weight this year."

"I don't want to be fat!" Su Jianxi said angrily.

"You are too thin, eat more."

Su Jianxi was depressed. After a meal, she felt that the New Year was not fun anymore. I wish there would be no more Spring Festival in this world, and there would be no rules about **** New Year's wishes.

In the afternoon, Lai Qingzhu came over and was amazed at the couplets at the door, and walked in with a New Year gift: "Why did you think of buying couplets? What kind of couplets do you put on such a good house? What's your aesthetic? Could it be Li Cuihua?" That girl went to buy it? Rustic."

Su Jianxi looked at her coldly: "I wrote that."

Lai Qingzhu paused and said in surprise: "You wrote it yourself? You can also write couplets?"

"Surprised? I'll still eat in person."

Song Lingshu snickered in the kitchen. She was making tiramisu, and after greeting Lai Qingzhu, she was busy with her own dessert.

"Aren't you going to open the gift and have a look?" Lai Qingzhu said, "I specially bought the limited edition suit from D's house. It's very handsome."

"Oh." Su Jianxi threw the gift box on the sofa casually, "What else can you do with me?"

"Do you want to go to Su's house at night?"

"No."

"Then I won't go either. It's rare that we won't go this year, so I'll celebrate the New Year with you."

Just as Lai Qingzhu was about to sit down, she heard Su Jianxi say: "No need, you'd better go and accompany your old baby."

Lai Qingzhu's face turned red, and he took a quick look at Song Lingshu, then pinched her arm secretly, and said in a low voice, "You son of a bitch, what are you talking about in front of outsiders."

"She's not an outsider. Are you afraid that others will find out about your crap?" Su Jianxi sneered.

"Then what else? That old **** Su Pengcheng didn't give me a title, and I still have to be a widow for him? Is it easy for me in this life? One day I'm not afraid of your identity being discovered, and we have nothing." Already!"

Seeing that she was about to pretend to cry again, Su Jianxi hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I know you have worked hard, you go back, I don't need you here anymore, let me live a clean life Is my year okay?"

"You drove me away, you have no conscience." Lai Qingzhu muttered a few words, and left with her bag.

Su Jianxi watched her leave, and went back to her room to take a nap without much interest. After waking up, Song Lingshu put tiramisu in front of her.

"Try it?"

"I don't eat these things."

"Try it."

The spoon was already in front of her, so she took it reluctantly, dug a spoonful, fed it into her mouth, and turned her head to look at Song Lingshu who was nervously expecting.

"How is it? Is the taste okay?"

Su Jianxi nodded slightly.

"That's good, I'm afraid I'm too tired." Song Lingshu went to the kitchen and put the remaining few pieces into the refrigerator, "Here are some more pieces, I put them here, if you want to eat them, just tell me, I'll get it for you."

"Yeah." Su Jianxi ate for a while, and found that she was still wrapping a separate piece of cake in the kitchen, and asked curiously, "It's all for eating anyway, so why bother?"

"This is for giving away." Song Lingshu said with a ribbon wrapped around it. "Tomorrow is just Xiaoli's birthday. I don't know what to give her. It just so happens that I have made so many cakes. I should give her a cake I made myself. Have you expressed your feelings?"

Su Jianxi paused and looked at her depressedly: "You even know her birthday?"

"Did she tell me? Don't you know her birthday?"

"I don't even know Su Jianbei's, so how could I know her." Su Jianxi looked at her angrily, "I noticed that you were walking very close to the two of them? Did you turn your elbows out? "

"No, I don't think they are..." Song Lingshu almost said the hero and heroine, but quickly changed his words, "It's your brother and sister-in-law."

"Heh, who is with their brother and sister-in-law? We are just a pure cooperative relationship."

"Okay, partner, it shouldn't be too much to give a small gift to your partner, right?" Song Lingshu put the packaged cake into the refrigerator, "I just hope you have a few reliable people by your side."

"You don't have to worry about it." Su Jianxi stared angrily at the refrigerator door, seeing that she was going to the bathroom, she slid the wheelchair to the refrigerator, raised her hand to grab the cake.

"What are you doing?" As soon as Song Lingshu came out, she saw her reaching for the things in the refrigerator.

Hearing the sound, Su Jianxi forcefully brought out the packaged cake, and it fell directly on the ground. She turned her head and said innocently, "You scared me."

Song Lingshu looked at her in shock, then stared at the shattered cake on the ground, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, turned around and went into the bathroom again, covering his mouth and laughing silently.

After sorting out her mood, she returned to the living room. Seeing that Su Jianxi didn't look guilty at all, she couldn't help giving a thumbs up secretly, and then sighed: "Forget it, it's a big deal, I'll pack another copy for Xiao Li .”

Su Jianxi raised her head: "You still want to give her bags? Didn't you say that those are all mine?"

"Yes, but have you eaten so much by yourself?" Song Lingshu asked.

"Why can't I finish eating? Don't give away my things to others, what kind of words!" Su Jianxi scolded.

"Okay, don't give it to her, don't give it to her, these are all yours."

Su Jianxi didn't do anything all afternoon, just sat in front of the cake and worked hard. On average, she only took a bite every ten minutes. It was late in the evening when she finally wiped out one piece of cake, but when she looked at the refrigerator, there were still four pieces left!

It's terrible.

Song Lingshu snickered, and couldn't stand it any longer, so she reminded: "Don't eat too much, we will have a New Year's Eve dinner later."

"Yes." Su Jianxi felt relieved.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Song Lingshu dragged her to watch the Spring Festival Gala together, watching it made her sleepy.

Su Jianxi didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala at all, she put the computer on her lap, and was dealing with the company. Suddenly, her shoulders were heavy, and Song Lingshu's head came over.

She turned her head to look at the other person's sleeping face, she didn't make a sound, she lowered her head and continued to type, but she hardly dared to make big movements on this shoulder, and it became numb after a while.

Song Lingshu's head began to slide down, Su Jianxi didn't raise her head, but caught her forehead with one hand and pushed her back.

"Huh?" Song Lingshu opened her eyes sleepily and yawned. It was already eleven fifty-two minutes. She rubbed her eyes and waited for a few minutes in bewilderment. When the countdown began on the TV, Suddenly picked up the whistle on the coffee table: "Three, two, one, happy new year!"

A whistle sounded.

Su Jianxi covered her ears and shouted: "It's so noisy!"

"Hey, Boss Su, happy new year. Gong Xi Fa Cai, here's the red envelope!" Song Lingshu spread his hands to her and looked at her expectantly.

"There is no such thing." Su Jianxi said ruthlessly.

"Huh? But I have prepared red envelopes for you."

"real?"

"En!" Song Lingshu took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to her.

Su Jianxi opened it curiously, and there was a thick wad of...paper inside?

After she opened it, she found that it was a large-sized piece of paper, which had been folded many times before it was stuffed into the red envelope. And on the paper, densely filled with a sentence——

"Su Jianxi, happy new year."

Su Jianxi's pupils trembled slightly, and she looked at her in surprise: "Who taught you to write my name?"

"You taught it yourself last time."

"I'm not saying..."

"You really think I don't know a single word? When you taught me Exam 1, the first word I learned was direction. How could I admit that I was wrong?" Song Lingshu raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Su Jianxi smiled helplessly, and found that she was really confused at the time, she really thought that the other party couldn't see through the trick that she could see through at a glance.

"How is it? Do you like this red envelope?"

"It's okay." Su Jianxi folded the paper again, put it in her pocket, and then went back to her room. She used the red envelope just now, put a card in it, and threw it to her, "I don't know you either." Whatever you want, you can buy whatever you want, the password is my birthday."

"Thank you boss!" Song Lingshu turned the bank card and asked curiously, "So when is your birthday?"

"Li, Cui, Hua! You remember Xiao Li's birthday clearly, but you don't remember mine at all, do you?!" Su Jianxi said angrily.

"Oh, I lied to you. I even know your bust and shoe size. How could I not know your birthday!"

"roll!"

In the middle of the night, after Song Lingshu took a shower, he heard the sound of rain outside, and couldn't help feeling a little depressed: "It's raining after all."

Passing through Su Jianxi's room, it was already turned off. She walked to the door and saw slight movements in the bed. She walked to the bed and asked, "Boss Su, does your leg still hurt?"

Su Jianxi was startled, and turned on the desk lamp next to her: "Who are you trying to scare to death by appearing like a ghost!?"

"I'm just worried about your leg. Does it still hurt?" Song Lingshu reached out and touched her leg. Although she took the medicine given by the system, she didn't know if it worked or not.

Su Jianxi asked, "Is it raining?"

"Um."

"It doesn't seem to be hurting now. It doesn't hurt that fast. Go back to sleep." Su Jianxi said slowly.

Song Lingshu rolled his eyes, and suddenly lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed: "I was afraid that you would have pain in the middle of the night, so I decided to stay and take care of you."

Su Jianxi stared dumbfounded at her lying down beside him, and pushed her: "What are you doing? Go back to your room!"

"What are you afraid of? I won't do anything to you. I'm just worried about your legs." Song Lingshu blinked and poked her face with her index finger. ?”

"What nonsense are you talking about! I'm afraid of you? It's so funny, we can't see each other at all." Su Jianxi said sternly, "Then you just lie down and don't move around, I hate people moving around move."

"Okay~" Song Lingshu closed his eyes.

Su Jianxi stared at her for a long time, and then quietly moved aside when she saw that she was not moving.

"If you move it again, it will stick to the wall. Be careful of catching cold." Song Lingshu said suddenly, and reached out to fish her back.

"Li Cuihua, don't push yourself too hard!" Su Jianxi roared.

"I'm just afraid that you'll catch a cold. Don't worry. You're not interested in me anyway, and I don't like your type. It's fine if we both take off our clothes and hug each other. It's safe."

"...Really?" Su Jianxi gritted her teeth and looked at her, "Get your legs off me!"

"oh oh."

"There are still hands!!"

"Oh, don't worry too much about being a human being."

"roll!"

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