I Can't Be This Protagonist

"Don't look, pay attention to driving safety." Yan Shuang said lazily.

Cui Zheng withdrew his eyes from looking at Yan Shuang, looked at the dark night ahead, and said suddenly, "So you look like this."

Yan Shuang: "Just send me back to school, thank you."

"Hey, did you kiss the senior butler Qin Yubai just now? Are you being hired by Qin Yubai, or are you having an affair with his butler?"

Cui Zheng was in high spirits, and he couldn't see the exhaustion from coming late at night.

Yan Shuang lazily yawned, "You are right."

Cui Zheng: "..." He opened the f*cking pattern directly!

Cui Zheng asked excitedly, "What about Ji Yao?"

Since he was called, his curiosity must be satisfied, Yan Shuang replied: "It's just a friend."

Cui Zheng didn't believe it, "Stop teasing me."

Then Ji Yao is like that, he has acted in several episodes of idol dramas, how could he be just friends?

"real."

"How true?"

"No kissing, no sex, what is it if you're not a friend?"

Cui Zheng almost choked on his own saliva.

He shook his head, pondered for a moment, and came to a conclusion, "Ji Yao will be played to death by you."

Yan Shuang didn't reply.

He can see that Cui Zheng is a guy who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, so if he simply tells him what he has done, not only will there be no harm, and it may not be certain that he will get an assist at some critical moments in the future.

The vehicle gradually drove towards the urban area. Yan Shuang guessed that it was impossible for Cui Zheng to send him back to school safely. When he saw that the road was wrong, he didn't show any signs of change, but yawned lazily again.

It's too late today, and engaging in sadomasochism is exhausting and makes people feel sleepy.

"Your school is too far away, so just make do with me tonight. Don't worry, I'll live alone."

Cui Zheng said while unfastening his seat belt.

Yan Shuang also took off his seat belt, and lazily said, "I don't worry if you live alone."

Cui Zheng grinned, "Do I look so old?"

Yan Shuang got out of the car and took the luggage, covered his lips with one hand and yawned again, "It doesn't look like it, the main reason is that I'm too attractive, and I'm afraid you will fall."

"A good-looking person speaks hard."

Cui Zheng was full after eating melons, and expected that Yan Shuang would continue to bring him joy in the future, so he took the luggage and canvas bag for Yan Shuang with an easy-going attitude. The two entered the apartment lobby, Cui Zheng swiped his card and waited for the elevator , while continuing to talk to Yan Shuang, "You have a mark on your neck."

"Ah."

"Who bit?"

Yan Shuang squinted his eyes and gave him a half-smile, "Guess."

Cui Zheng smiled and said, "Don't seduce me, my determination is average."

Yan Shuang withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "A dog bit you."

Cui Zheng bent over laughing, reached out and patted Yan Shuang on the shoulder, almost slapping the sleepy Yan Shuang on the ground, "Dude, you are really interesting, I like it."

"Don't like me too much," the elevator opened, and Yan Shuang entered the elevator with a tired expression, "There are too many people who like me, I can't keep up."

Cui Zheng laughed all the way to the door, his hands were shaking when he opened the door.

Yan Shuang followed in, and said directly: "I'm sleepy, let's sleep first, don't disturb me."

"The one on the left," Cui Zheng casually put his luggage and canvas bag on the side of the entrance, "Don't go wrong, I don't accept throwing myself into my arms."

Yan Shuang opened the door on the left, entered the room bluntly, washed it hastily, and fell asleep immediately.

A night without dreams.

When Yan Shuang woke up, it was already high in the sun, first he touched the phone next to the pillow to check, it was fine, it was another unwelcome day.

He got up from the bed and rubbed his head. After the hair was cut, his head became much lighter and refreshed.

Yan Shuang pushed open the bedroom door, and immediately heard the loud sound of the TV in the living room.

"Morning—"

Cui Zhengzheng was sitting on the sofa, his golden hair looked more serious after dyeing it back, and he was still holding a glass of milk in his hand. When he saw Yan Shuang, he leaned out, "Wow, what happened to your eyes?"

Yan Shuang: "What's wrong?"

Cui Zheng put down his glass and walked over, "Don't move."

Having said that, Yan Shuang still avoided the hand he extended.

Cui Zheng smiled, he was a very sunny type without any haze, and the dandyism on his body was much less, "Look at you, let me look at your eyes, your eyes are as red as rabbits, why? , Qin Yubai doesn't want you anymore, you cried sadly all night last night?"

Yan Shuang:?

What nonsense are you talking about, it is possible for Qin Yu to cry all night in vain.

His eyes were red... Yan Shuang suddenly realized something, stretched out his hand to touch his eyeballs, twisted his hand, and sure enough, he calmly said: "I forgot to take off my invisibility."

Cui Zheng shook his head speechlessly.

"...Thank you Mr. Ji Wensong for donating to the city museum on this Mid-Autumn Festival..."

Yan Shuang heard the familiar name, and turned his gaze to the huge TV in the living room.

He took off an invisible one, and the two eyes had a visual difference, and the TV screen looked dizzy and blurred.

Ji Wensong was wearing a black suit, cutting the ribbon with scissors in his hands, and was smiling faintly in the camera.

"Brother Wen Song is really generous this time."

"Bring things back to China from Tokyo quietly."

"I said why people in the circle have been talking about how many Japanese people come and go in and out of his small courtyard. I don't know what he's doing. I thought he was going to transfer the industry to Japan."

"I didn't expect to play such a hand."

"Demonstrating strength and benefiting public opinion, the stock price must go crazy."

Cui Zheng clicked his tongue twice, and pointed with his hand: "Hey, come and see, is that Ji Yao in the corner?"

Yan Shuang picked up another invisible one, and moved closer to look at it.

It was indeed Ji Yao.

The row standing in the front cutting the ribbon seems to be elderly, and the back row is the juniors. Ji Yao is also wearing a black suit. He is tall and good-looking, and he stands out from the crowd in the back row. handsome.

With a single cut, the crowd dispersed, the bright red curtain and ribbon fell from the top, and the beautiful bronze vessel immediately appeared on the screen.

"This thing is really dazzling. It's an object from thousands of years ago... Brother Wensong is too good at hiding it. Why didn't you let us open our eyes when it was shipped back to China, and just sent it to the museum. What a pity."

Cui Zheng sighed, and said again: "Didn't Xiao Qingyang say that the two father and son are arguing to separate? I don't think this is very good."

In the live broadcast, Ji Wensong and Ji Yao are standing one after the other. They look similar, but their temperaments are completely different. They are quite different from mountains, rocks and green pines, and they complement each other very well. They are also a pair of extremely good-looking in the crowd. Father and son.

Ji Wensong turned his head and smiled and said something to Ji Yao, but Ji Yao's expression was cold and he didn't respond.

It seems that the relationship between father and son is still very tense.

"Where's the bathroom? Can I take a shower?"

Yan Shuang looked away with little interest.

"Innermost," Cui Zheng pointed and said, "Will we hang out together later?"

"Row."

After washing, he ran away and went out to play a fart. He didn't have the time to play games with these idle dudes.

Cui Zheng's apartment is probably not often lived in, and almost everything in it is new.

After washing in a hurry last night, Yan Shuang drained the water, and slowly enjoyed the relaxation brought by the hot water rinsing her body, while thinking about the next plot.

Wei Yichen became more and more obedient.

Since he is so obedient, let alone worry about him, Yan Shuang thought with a smile.

Let's go to Ji Yao to brush up on the plot line first.

while it's hot.

Xiao Ji's appearance in a suit is really ascetic.

Pair it with his Kaolin Flower poker face.

Absolutely.

In fact, he is not an old pervert, work is work.

Just as Yan Shuang was thinking about how to put Ji Yao on bed, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Hey, have you washed yet?"

"not yet."

"Come out first."

Yan Shuang thought that although you are not bad looking, but you are not a job target, he hates working overtime the most, "What's the matter?"

Cui Zheng, who was outside the door, said in an embarrassed tone, "The one downstairs came up and said that the bathroom was leaking, and it all fell to him."

Yan Shuang: "..."

"Okay, you wait."

Yan Shuang hastily wiped his wet hair, put a towel on his head, and found an unopened bathrobe to wrap himself in. He opened the door and came out, only to hear Cui Zheng apologizing, "I'm sorry, Doctor Qi , I haven’t been back here for a long time, I really don’t know the situation, I’ll go in and have a look.”

Yan Shuang's footsteps stopped suddenly, he lowered his head, the tip of his hair was dripping water drop by drop, hit his instep, and water stains flowed out along the instep.

He thought to himself: It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

There are so many doctors surnamed Qi in the world, this is not a novel... No, this is a novel!

"It's ok."

A deep and magnetic voice came, unconsciously sexy and seductive, and the drops of water rolled into the neck seemed to become hot all at once.

Yan Shuang swallowed.

Hold.

Qi Feiyun actually lives downstairs from Cui Zheng? !

Wait, isn't Sheng Guangming also downstairs? !

Yan Shuang's mind was confused, her head lowered even more, she wrapped her bathrobe tightly and quietly moved to the side, trying to reduce her sense of existence as much as possible.

Qi Feiyun probably wouldn't recognize him.

Before he met Qi Feiyun, he always wore glasses.

From Qi Feiyun's point of view, he should be just an ordinary-looking, innocent and ignorant poor college student.

His eyes lingered on him for a moment, then moved away immediately.

Until Cui Zheng came out, Yan Shuang didn't feel that Qi Feiyun took another look at him.

Fortunately, Qi Feiyun is also an old and cold person, and is not interested in strangers.

Yan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief.

He appeared in the apartment of a rich kid like this, and obviously stayed overnight to take a bath. Although he could be round, Qi Feiyun was really not a fool. I'm afraid his personality in front of Qi Feiyun would have collapsed by at least 10%.

What's more, it's better for him not to show his face in front of Qi Feiyun now.

What if Qi Feiyun wanted to play extreme sports with him just by looking at his face?

He still has to rush to sleep with Xiao Ji first.

"There seems to be a problem with the sewer inside," Cui Zheng said to Qi Feiyun, and then patted Yan Shuang's butt casually, "You go to my room to wash, my room should be fine."

Yan Shuang trembled, didn't say a word, turned around silently, he lowered his head, and only saw a pair of dark leather shoes and a straight line between the gray trousers in his vision.

He cautiously walked around and pushed open the door of Cui Zheng's bedroom next to him.

I don't know if the feet were too slippery with too much water, or the slippers in the bathroom were too big. When he took the last step, half of Yan Shuang's feet rushed out, and his body immediately lost his balance.

"Be careful--"

"careful!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Yan Shuang's two arms were pulled from left to right, and the towel on his head fell directly to the ground.

"Be careful," Cui Zheng was amused, and let go of his arms first, "Are you so excited to enter my room?"

Yan Shuang: "..." He wouldn't reveal his secrets if he didn't speak. He tried his best to hold back the urge to talk back, and rushed into the room before speaking.

The right arm is also released.

Yan Shuang raised his foot to leave, when a pair of knuckle hands appeared in his lowered eyes, he picked up the towel on the ground, and handed it to him.

"be careful."

"Student Yan."