I Can't Be This Protagonist

The temperature in the basement was lower than outside, the ground was icy and cold, but Yan Shuang was lying on the ground, but his heart was warm.

With such a dedicated and cooperative character goal as Qin Yubai, what is there for him to be dissatisfied with?

Good, good, get more plot points, good morning.

This efficiency.

I hope that the scumbags in the future can also learn from him.

Yan Shuang lay down peacefully, no longer struggling, waiting for Qin Yubai to brush up a few more plot points with him.

The dense kisses on his neck gradually slowed down, and finally stopped on his Adam's apple, breathing heavily.

Yan Shuang was lying quietly, thinking: What's wrong, he probably broke it. When he hit, he was very careful to avoid the important parts.

After a long time, those two lips left his neck, Qin Yubai propped himself up, he looked at Yan Shuang, and Yan Shuang also looked at him calmly.

Those eyes were so peaceful.

There is no love and no hate.

"Why didn't you resist?" Qin Yubai said hoarsely.

Yan Shuang looked up at him quietly, her lips moved slightly, "Resisting...is it useful?"

His eyes were glued together, but it was more like a one-man show.

Yan Shuang no longer saw him.

The pain in the chest didn't decrease in the slightest, but became more and more intense. A long-lost sense of powerlessness swept Qin Yubai's whole body.

There was nothing he could do about this man.

He had him only briefly.

When he still likes him.

Qin Yubai got up slowly. He was standing, looking down at Yan Shuang on the ground, and said: "You are delirious now, talking nonsense, calm down here, when will you figure it out, and when will I let you out again."

Yan Shuang was still indifferent, he turned his gaze to the gray concrete roof above his head, and said softly: "I want to go home."

There was another stabbing pain in my heart, spreading from that point to my entire chest.

He wanted to hug him, to pick him up by the waist, and bring him back to the bedroom, on the same bed, under the same quilt, to listen to him obediently, and to speak back when he was upset.

Qin Yubai's chest rose and fell, and he said firmly: "This is your home."

Yan Shuang finally reacted, he turned his face away, his black hair was swaying on the ground, and a vague and soft smile appeared on his face, "No."

Negotiations failed.

Qin Yubai took a step forward, opened the basement door, turned his back to Yan Shuang and finally said: "If you think clearly, wave to the monitor."

no respond.

Stubborn bones!

Qin Yubai slammed hard, and the basement door closed behind him, making a huge echo.

The servants not far away timidly retreated, not daring to approach the enraged master.

Qin Yubai walked all the way to the monitoring room.

Wei Yichen at the door of the monitoring room was smoking that low-quality cigarette. When he saw Qin Yubai approaching, he was taken aback for a moment, then he pinched the cigarette, bowed and said, "Sir."

He didn't expect Qin Yubai to be so fast.

Qin Yubai stood on one side, his voice hoarse, "Where is the smoke coming from?"

The two bodyguards on the side were silent, trembling with fright, neither of them dared to speak.

"I kept it privately."

The butler calmly took the mistake on himself.

Qin Yubai stretched out his hand.

A few seconds later, he was similarly choked by the low-quality tobacco and coughed twice. He frowned and took another puff, then walked straight into the monitoring room, "Come in."

Wei Yichen followed in and raised his hand to signal the two bodyguards to wait outside.

In front of the mosaic screen, Qin Yubai was already seated, smoking that low-quality cigarette, his coat was wrinkled, his exposed shirt collar was crumpled into a horrible mess, and there were a few distinct shoe prints on his raised left trouser leg .

He was so embarrassed that he didn't even know how embarrassed he was.

And his spirit still seemed to be very excited, with a bright and sharp light shining from his eyes, he pointed to the screen, and said coldly: "I'll see how long he can be so stubborn."

Wei Yichen remained silent and stood quietly aside.

After finishing one cigarette, Qin Yubai was still very excited, and asked Wei Yichen for another one.

Qin Yubai was smoking a cigarette, staring fixedly at Yan Shuang who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and motionless on the screen, he suddenly said: "Last time you said that you had lust for him, so you took the liberty to buy him a set computer."

Wei Yichen took care of everything about the computer. In his confession, Yan Shuang was innocent, but he couldn't resist the temptation of loneliness, and had a trace of evil thoughts, and the biggest embodiment of the evil thoughts was Just a computer.

"Yes."

"Now," Qin Yubai said in a calm tone with smoke floating from his fingertips, "do you still have desire for him?"

The entire monitoring room was filled with the choking smell of tobacco.

Wei Yichen was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly: "I am restraining myself."

Instead of categorically denying it, he blindly professed his allegiance, which only aggravated his suspicious master's suspicions.

Just now, when Qin Yubai came, he saw that Wei Yichen was indeed outside.

As he said, he was restraining.

Qin Yubai was silent for a while, then said: "What can be restrained is not called desire."

Wei Yichen pinned his desire on Yan Shuang for a short time just because the person he wanted was too far away from him. This is very similar to him to a certain extent, but why does he feel that he is getting more and more out of control?

"No, sir." Wei Yichen refuted his employer openly for the first time.

Qin Yubai looked back, Wei Yichen lowered his head slightly, and calmly said under Qin Yubai's oppressive gaze: "What cannot be restrained...is emotion."

The air froze, Qin Yubai's lips parted slightly, and he looked at Wei Yichen with fiery eyes. It wasn't until burning pain came from his fingertips that he regained consciousness as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"You mean..." Qin Yu paused, with a smile on his face, as if he thought the matter was ridiculous, "I developed feelings for him?"

Wei Yichen lowered his head and said, "Yes."

"absurd--"

Qin Yubai denied it bluntly, looked back at the monitoring screen, stood up suddenly, and shouted angrily: "What is he doing?!"

Wei Yichen raised his face.

The screen without blind spots clearly recorded what was happening in the basement—Yan Shuang was undressing.

After Qin Yubai slammed the door and left, Yan Shuang stayed alone in the basement. He turned over, chose a comfortable position, lay down for a while, and checked the progress in the background.

Qin Yubai: The progress of the love line is 87%, the progress of the plot line is 76%; Wei Yichen: the progress of the love line is 89%; the progress of the plot line is 54%.

Yes, the whole has exceeded his expectations.

It is not mandatory for the backstage to pass all the original plots. Except for the undescribable plots, which cannot be discounted, the rest can be counted as long as they conform to the main line operation and the effective plots produced by key characters.

Of course, there will be a lot more plot points in the original plot.

Yan Shuang's studio has already been lit up. Since he didn't break his hand, and didn't reveal the double's identity, he only got 1 dot in the studio.

Now the basement is also lit.

The plot of the original novel also contained an important element - he was thrown into the basement by Qin Yubai naked.

Then he can do it himself!

Yan Shuang immediately sat up and got off!Take it off and you're done!

In the surveillance screen, Yan Shuang had already taken off his shirt, revealing his fair upper body, and Wei Yichen averted his gaze in due course.

Qin Yubai stared at the monitoring screen, and when Yan went to unbutton his trousers with both hands, he pinched the cigarette in his hand, his voice trembling slightly, "Okay——"

The temperature in the basement is only above 3 degrees, and Yan Shuang's thin clothes should feel cold inside. If she takes off her clothes... the temperature in the basement will drop again at night, and within [-] minutes in the naked body, it will be cold. Shivering with the cold, and if it stays too long, then...

Yan Shuang in the surveillance did not pause at all.

Soon he took off his trousers.

A jade-like body with well-proportioned flesh and bones is undoubtedly beautiful, and this beauty carries a decisive meaning in the cold basement.

He wanted to force Yan Shuang to submit.

And Yan Shuang was forcing him in turn.

Who will throw in the towel?

Yan Shuang removed all the fabrics from his body. He sat on the old clothes with his legs slanted on the ground, like a mermaid who had just landed. The surveillance camera couldn't capture the person clearly, and Qin Yubai couldn't see him clearly. With the expression on his face, he felt that the dull pain in his heart exploded like a burst.

"Give me another cigarette..."

Wei Yichen lowered his head and handed it over.

Qin Yubai didn't light it, the cigarette was caught between his fingertips, and he fixedly looked at the monitor screen.

Yan Shuang didn't move, he didn't even curl up to keep himself warm.

He did it on purpose, declaring war on him in his own way.

The cigarette at the fingertips trembled slightly, Qin Yubai rolled his Adam's apple, lowered his head to light the cigarette, but his hand shook several times without success.

He glanced at his watch.

It's only 6:57.

The temperature will be getting lower and lower at night.

It's not a big deal, at most it's a cold and a fever, and it's fine if you get sick, and you won't have the energy to make a fuss when you're sick.

Qin Yubai convinced himself, and looked at the monitor again.

Yan Shuang in the monitoring stood up at some point, like a person walking out of an oil painting, he walked around the empty basement twice, stopped suddenly, and bent over to pick up something.

The monitoring is blurry.

What Yan held in both hands seemed to be long strips of wood, and he vaguely gestured at his arms, raising it high... as if about to fall.

Just as Yan Shuang was hesitating in the basement whether to break his hand, wondering if breaking his hand could count as a plot point, the basement door was suddenly pushed open.

"Bang" sound.

Yan shook his hands, and the wooden stick fell to the ground.

He turned his head and saw Qin Yu leaving and returning in vain.

Well done, Qin Yubai, cooperate, come, and break one of his hands personally.

There is monitoring in the basement. By doing so, he is tantamount to directly provoking Qin Yubai. According to Qin Yubai, who has such a temper and refuses to bow his head, it is impossible to be subdued. Isn't he threatening him?He comes in person.

Yan Shuang's role for Qin Yubai's next scene was clearly arranged in his heart. When the tall figure approached, he raised his head and looked at him calmly.

He was sitting, unable to see the expression on Qin Yubai's face very clearly, only clearly saw his lips pursed into a straight line.

The shadow leaned down, and Yan Shuang immediately closed his eyes.

The imaginary feeling of wood hitting the body did not come, but the feeling of weightlessness made Yan Shuang open his eyes.

Qin Yubai picked him up.

When the two were at a parallel angle of view, Yan Shuang realized that Qin Yubai's deep eyes had turned red, and he looked at him with a smile that could not be described as meaningful, which seemed gentle and ironic.

"……you win."