I Can't Be This Protagonist

Before the plane landed, Ji Yao put Yan Shuang on a down jacket that was almost ankle-length. He knelt down and zipped Yan Shuang. Yan Shuang stood there, still pouring cold water on him, "Where did you take me? ?I want to go back."

The zipper was pulled all the way up to the very top, completely covering the lower half of Yan Shuang's face.

Ji Yao buttoned his collar and said coldly, "Where will I be in the future, where will you be?"

"Why?"

Ji Yao didn't say a word, and put a hat on him again, took a scarf and covered him tightly, leaving almost only a pair of big sparkling eyes.

"You can run away and try."

Yan Shuang: "..." The young man does have a sense of humor.

After the plane officially landed, Ji Yao also added a jacket and put on gloves on his hands. When he reached out to hold Yan Shuang's hand, Yan Shuang avoided him. Ji Yao looked at him coldly, "Hand."

Yan Shuang was wrapped too tightly and couldn't speak. She sneered forcefully, put both hands into the pockets of the down jacket, and rolled her eyes mockingly.

"Don't play your temper." Ji Yao said flatly.

Yan Shuang: "..."

Right taste, too right taste, logic king Ji Xiaoyao.

Yan Shuang rolled his eyes at him.

Ji Yao came over, pulled his hand out of his pocket and held it in his palm, then held his hand and stuffed it into his pocket.

Yan Shuang: "..."

The disease is already at an advanced stage and there is no cure. It is recommended to be cremated directly.

When the plane door opened, Ji Yao reached out and pulled Yan Shuang's hat down, directly covering Yan Shuang's only exposed eye.

Yan Shuang twisted a bit, then heard Ji Yao say coldly: "Don't move around, open your eyes slowly."

Yan Shuang wondered why he was still moving around even though he was wrapped into a ball.

The hat was pulled up, Yan Shuangyi slowly opened his eyes, and in front of his eyes was a silvery white world that was almost pure.

The snow-capped mountains towered in the distance, and the clouds pressed low on the top of the mountain. The snow on the top of the mountain shone with pure white light in the sun. Yan Shuang was stabbed so hard that he closed his eyes. Ji Yao, who was holding his hand, stepped forward first, blocking his sight for him .

Several off-road vehicles were parked around the circular landing point, and the bodyguards in jackets seemed to have been waiting for a while.

Ji Yao led Yan Shuang into the car in the middle.

The temperature in the car was comfortable, and Yan Shuang felt like sweating as soon as he sat in. Ji Yao sat down firmly and reached out to untie his scarf.

After taking off the scarf, hat, gloves and down jacket, Ji Yao glanced at Yan Shuang's suit jacket, snorted coldly, and reached out to unbutton it.

After Yan Shuang took off the overly heavy equipment, he regained his flexibility and stretched out his hand to grab Ji Yao's unbuttoned hand, "What are you doing?"

"Ugly."

Yan Shuang: "..."

His arms couldn't twist his thighs, and Yan Shuang, a mere weakling, was no match for Ji Yao, a scumbag at all. Ji Yao easily stripped off his coat, and Ji Yao glanced at the white shirt he was wearing underneath.

Yan Shuang swore that he could see clearly that Ji Yao's eyes were hesitating—whether he should take off his shirt or not.

In the end, Ji Yao gave up. He pulled the zipper of the jacket, took off the jacket neatly, then untied his coat, and threw it directly on Yan Shuang's lap, "Put it on."

Yan Shuang: "...I don't wear them."

So Ji Yao put it on for him.

Yan Shuang put on his large overcoat, and the unique cold fragrance of Ji Yao's body lingered around him as if absent. He frowned and said bluntly: "It smells bad."

Ji Yao glanced at him, "What did you say?"

"It smells like you," Yan Shuang said indifferently, "It smells so bad."

Then Yan Shuang was kissed again.

The off-road vehicle was walking on the snow-covered mountain road, and it bumped violently. Yan Shuang swayed from Ji Yao's kiss, knocked his teeth, and let out a muffled snort.

Ji Yao ended the kiss, got up and pressed the intercom, "Drive steadily."

"I'm sorry, young master, the road conditions here are too bad."

Ji Yao let go, and after sitting upright, he pulled up the person who was still covering his mouth, and hugged him directly into his arms. Yan Shuang was about to struggle when he was patted on the back, "You want to play your temper again?"

Yan Shuang's eyes widened angrily, "Who is playing temper?"

Ji Yao's eyes were cold, "You."

"You make me laugh so hard," Yan Shuang stretched out his hand to scratch his face, but Ji Yao grabbed his backhand, and Ji Yao slightly raised his face, "Did you learn to use violence with that boxer?"

Yan Shuang sneered, "Yes, I also learned to lose my temper from you."

"You admit it," Ji Yao said lightly, "You are playing your temper."

Yan Shuang: "..."

"I want to tell you one more thing, I am a dog!"

The inside of the car suddenly became quiet. Yan Shuang sat on Ji Yao's lap with a stern face and said nothing. Another bump happened. Cushioned the shock for him.

Yan Shuang looked at Ji Yao, Ji Yao had a calm expression on his face, with one arm around Yan Shuang's waist, and the other on the roof of the car to prevent Yan Shuang from being hit.

Yan Shuang pursed her lips, and after snorting forcefully, she turned her face and looked at the white snow outside the window.

Ji Yao is quite capable, and he was able to plan such an elopement under Ji Wensong's nose. Looking at the plane and the preparations here, Ji Yao obviously started planning this operation very early.

After the temperature in the car came up, Yan Shuang gradually felt a little stuffy, his face turned red, he loosened his arms around his waist, and reached out to take a bottle of water from the side box, "Drink water."

Yan Shuang glared at him from the corner of his eye.

"Drink water," Ji Yao repeated, "Or do you want me to feed you?"

Yan Shuang glared at him again, took a sip of the water, and felt much more comfortable after drinking the cool water. He held the water bottle, and after a while, handed the water back to Ji Yao awkwardly.

Ji Yao didn't answer, his eyes fixed on Yan Shuang's hand holding the bottle, he took Yan Shuang's hand, and kissed the back of his hand.

Another cold kiss, Yan Shuang withdrew his hand and continued to insult Xiao Ji with his eyes.

Ji Yao met his gaze and said, "I'm not as imaginary as you."

Yan Shuang just wanted to unscrew the water bottle to pour a chill on this handsome guy who can't speak.

Ji Yao looked at his blushing face with anger, and smiled slightly, the smile was fleeting at the corner of his mouth, more like Yan Shuang's illusion.

After the vehicle drove for more than an hour, the scenery outside the window finally changed, and dense forest broke into Yan Shuang's field of vision.

After continuing to drive for more than half an hour, the vision suddenly became clearer.

Surrounded by woods, white smoke curls up from the hot springs, and the elegant and small white villas fall in the forest like a light snowflake.

The car stopped at the door, Ji Yao got out of the car, put his arm around Yan Shuang's shoulders and quickly led him into the house.

Although he entered the door immediately after getting out of the car, Yan Shuang could see clearly that there were at least dozens of sentry posts around the villa, and the patrolling bodyguards were holding the beautiful black backs in their hands.

It was as quiet as if there was no one in the villa.

Ji Yao let go, untied his coat, and said to Yan Shuang who was looking around curiously in his coat, "I'll take you back to your room."

Yan Shuang turned his face away, and held back when he was about to speak. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, but it was lonely.

The cell phone he put in his trouser pocket disappeared at some point.

Yan Shuang looked at Ji Yao in shock.

"On the plane, when you fell asleep," Ji Yao said calmly, "I put it away for you."

Yan Shuang stretched out his hand and raised his fist, but Ji Yao held it directly, "Let's go, go up and take a shower."

The villa has three floors. Yan Shuang was half-dragged by Ji Yao to the third floor. Ji Yao pushed open the outermost room and pushed people in. As soon as Yan Shuang entered the room, he felt that the room was inexplicably familiar .

"Do you remember it?"

Yan Shuang turned her head with a look of vigilance.

Ji Yao took his hand and led him to the window, he opened the curtain, Yan Shuang saw the hot spring pool outside the window, and there was a swing beside the pool.

It was exactly the same as the room they lived in in the hotel in Switzerland.

Yan Shuang was looking outside, when Ji Yao hugged him from behind, and pointed to the swing outside the window, "You kissed me while sitting on the swing, remember?"

Yan Shuang: "..." That's right, that's right, I remembered it, I remembered it, and I will blow your dog's head off.

"Silence is the default."

Yan Shuang gritted his teeth, "...grass."

Ji Yao stared at his two lips that were unwillingly pressed together, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, lowered his head and kissed his lips, "Puppy."

"You're the fucking dog."

"Who did you learn so many dirty words from?"

"Wild man."

"Isn't it your husband?"

Yan Shuang: "...idiot."

"Don't swear," Ji Yao directly covered Yan Shuang's mouth, lowered his head and pressed his forehead against his, and met his bright eyes, "Learn from me."

Yan Shuang: "..." Humorous, too humorous.

Yan Shuang's clothes were prepared early in the bathroom. They were complete from the inside to the outside, and the size was quite suitable. You could tell that they were handmade when you touched them. This once again proved Yan Shuang's guess——Ji Yao started planning very early.

Xiao Ji did not disappoint him.

He was too wise to take half a semester off in advance.

Originally, the character Ji Yao also had a growth line in the book. Specifically, after the kidney-digging plot, Ji Wensong couldn't stand him being so crazy, so he shot and trapped Ji Yao. It wasn't until the line between Yan Shuang and Sheng Guangming that Ji Yao got rid of his father The shackles of Qin Yu and Qin Yu's white dregs attracted each other, and the two came together to mess up Yan Shuang's and Sheng Guangming's marriage.

The plot is still the same plot, but Yan Shuang helped these characters change the order, and also sped up the speed by the way.

The effect is really good.

Yan Shuang took a bubble bath beautifully.

Now there is only Ji Yao's line and the ending.

In the original setting, Ji Yao is the true love in Yan Shuang’s heart. The relationship between the two is also quite complicated, full of love-hate intertwining and back-and-forth pulling. They walk very slowly at the back, but the indescribable plot line will inevitably promote the relationship. According to the golden rule of thread, Yan Shuang believes that he will be able to sleep and serve Ji Yao here!

At that time, there will be no need to cooperate with Xiao Ji to act in the love drama of youth pain. Amen.

After taking a shower, Yan Shuang put on soft and comfortable home clothes, went out and pushed aside the other rooms on the third floor to have a look.

None of the audio-visual rooms, cloakrooms, and game rooms are for people to live in.

Yan Shuang rubbed his chin, understood, Xiao Ji planned to sleep in another room!he agrees!

Yan Shuang went down the stairs, and when he reached the steps on the first floor, he saw Ji Yao.

Ji Yao was sitting in front of the fireplace, the sleeves of his shirt were half rolled up, exposing his fair and strong forearms, the shadows of the flames were jumping to reflect his mature face, his fingers turned over a page of the document in his hand, his movements After a pause, he raised his face slightly.

In the crevices of the twisting and criss-crossing stairs, the slightly cold gaze flickered slightly when it met Yan Shuang's eyes.

Yan Shuang stood still on the stairs, and he sat in the chair silently without speaking.

After the two looked at each other silently for a long time, Ji Yao lowered his face first, and casually threw the documents in his hands on the small table behind him. He got up and walked to the stairs, and walked up the stairs step by step until he reached Yan Shuang the next level below.

Yan Shuang held the stairs with one hand, raised his chin slightly, and pulled a little distance away from him.

Ji Yao glanced at him, bent down, stretched out his arms and hugged him directly by the waist.

Yan Shuang fell into his arms, reached out and grabbed his shirt, staring lightly, "What are you doing?"

"Go down to eat."

"I have long legs, I can walk by myself!"

"Really," Ji Yao carried him downstairs steadily, "I thought you were standing there waiting for me to carry you down."

Yan Shuang: "..." That's right, that's right.

The villa seemed to be empty, but when the two of them sat down at the dining table, a servant came out of nowhere and brought freshly prepared dishes to the table.

"Where is this?" Yan Shuang couldn't help but ask, "What are you bringing me here for?"

Ji Yao slowly wiped his hands with a hot towel without raising his eyelids, "Eat first."

"If you don't tell me, I'll go on a hunger strike."

Ji Yao raised his eyes, his eyes were sharp and cold, "What did you say?"

Yan Shuang sneered, "I said I would go on a hunger strike."

The surrounding air seemed to drop a few degrees.

The steaming steak is already on the table.

The eyes of the two were intense, and Ji Yao avoided it first, he lowered his face and continued to wipe his hands, "Yes."

Yan Shuang was startled, and then heard him say coldly: "The rescue facilities here are very complete. In addition to hunger strike, you can also consider cutting your wrists or jumping off a building. It's worth a try."

Yan Shuang: "..."

This is too well prepared!

Ji Yao wiped his hands, beckoned and took another hot towel, leaned to Yan Shuang's side, stretched out his hand to pull his hand, and wiped his hand carefully, Yan Shuang retracted his hand, did not pull it, and still Ji Yao firmly clasped his palm, and slowly wiped the warm towel along his palm.

"Don't threaten me with yourself," Ji Yao said coldly, "You are not as important as you think."

After wiping one hand for Yan Shuang, he went to grab Yan Shuang's other hand. Yan Shuang got up and left, but Ji Yao hugged him again and pressed him on his leg.

Yan Shuang lowered his head and bit his wrist again.

But Ji Yao grabbed his other hand and wiped it carefully as if he didn't realize it. After wiping, he picked him up and pushed him back on the seat.

Yan Shuang bit his wrist tightly.

Blood streaked down his white wrist from between his teeth.

Ji Yao glanced at it, stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Shuang's collar, "Eat first, and then I'll bite you after eating." Yan Shuang didn't listen, Ji Yao pinched his earlobe again, with a gentle tone With a smile, "...a puppy."