Passers-By Are Entangled by the Protagonist Again

As a minor character in the book world, Jian Yan has always had a very correct understanding of his identity and mission: Become a part of the protagonist's attack and shou play. When they are secretly sticky, create a little movement to enhance the excitement of the young couple. When the school bully pushed the poor kid into an abandoned cubicle to secretly bully him, he heard the footsteps casually walking by outside the door. The school bully covered the poor boy's mouth and said in a low voice: "Keep your voice down, you don't want others to see you like this." When the romantic young man and his friend's wife secretly hooked up and held hands under the table, he was the one who bent down to pick up the dropped chopsticks under the table. I saw the two legs under the table separated in a panic, and within half a minute they were entangled again. One of them was blushing, and the other smiled provocatively at him. When his stepson and his little mother were having an ambiguous affair next door, he was a seriously ill and resentful old father lying on the hospital bed making coughing noises. The stepson put his arm around his mother's shoulders and smiled wildly: "Does listening to the old man's cough make you feel better?" Jian Xi: I'll go, it's so exciting! He followed the school bully to a remote corridor and was pulled into the utility room by a black hand. The school bully chuckled behind him: "Keep your voice down, I don't want anyone to see you like this." But the poor little guy who was supposed to be the protagonist of the play was now knocking on the door frantically looking for someone with a cold face. He regained his strength and went to the party with the romantic young man. Unexpectedly, the chopsticks fell, but not by him. And how could someone secretly touch the cannon fodder's feet while picking up chopsticks? Jian Xi's expression almost stopped tightening. When she looked up, she saw Young Master Fengliu touching his forehead with a worried look on his face and asking: "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why don't I take you back first?" Over and over again, impossible again and again. He lay on the bed, playing the role of a seriously ill old father, and coughed several times according to his character. His wife and eldest son heard the noise and ran over in a hurry. They met in a narrow way at the door. After looking at each other, one pinched the other's neck and the other bit the other's thigh. They refused to give way and tried to glare at the other. At this time, Jian Xi was almost coughing up blood on the bed:... Why haven't they started yet? I'm almost coughing to death. Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance