I Can’t Be This Protagonist Chapter 83


The moonlight shines on Qin yubai’s face through the French window.

Yan Shuang: look at this little green face.

Yan Shuang said with an innocent expression: “don’t you like my skirt best?”

The slightest smile on Qin Yu’s white face was gone.

His hands were propped on the marble platform behind Yan Shuang, and the hard edges and corners deeply pierced into his palm, so that he could barely keep calm and not make any special dangerous actions against this ignorant Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang seemed to feel the low pressure on him. He grabbed his hand and put it down hesitantly. He whispered, “don’t you like it now?”

The palm of his hand pressed hard on the table. The feeling of pain and congestion clearly occupied his brain, leaving him no time to think about anything else for the time being.

“Don’t wear it later.”

The tone was stiff to the extreme.

It sounds like it’s squeezed out of your teeth.

Yan Shuang lowered his face and gently pushed his waist. Wei was wronged. “I went to bed.”

Qin yubai did not move.

Yan Shuang: do you want to abuse your body? No, regret it? No, tiezi, is hypnosis and brainwashing fun?

“Get out of the way -”

Yan Shuang raised the volume slightly, and his tone was unhappy.

When he reached out again, Qin yubai let go of his arms on both sides and hung his arms on his side.

Yan Shuang looked at him “inexplicably”, shook his hand and jumped upstairs, occupied the big bed in Qin yubai’s bedroom and lay down beautifully.

According to his judgment of Wei Yichen, the housekeeper who likes to pursue stimulation has a probability of more than 90% to hint or express the relationship between them in front of Qin Yu’s face. The notebook is irrefutable evidence.

Maybe I’ll give Qin Yu a nickname in front of him?

A small skirt is good.

Yan Shuang closed his eyes.

I hope there will be a fight downstairs later. Don’t disturb him.

While taking off his coat, Wei Yichen received a text message from his immediate boss on his work cell phone.

“Garden.”

He took away his cell phone, went to the window in the room, opened the curtain and saw the tall figure in the garden downstairs.

A slight sense of danger came to mind.

Different from these noble sons, his sense of crisis is that he has developed almost instinctive skills in his wandering life.

Shua closed the curtains.

He put on his coat again, arranged it meticulously and walked downstairs.

In the garden, Qin yubai was also wearing a formal dress at work. He had been spinning since he got off the plane. He didn’t even have time to change his clothes. He looked a little wrinkled.

In the moonlight, Qin yubai turned his back to the building. When he heard the crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the fallen leaves behind him, he said faintly, “just stand there.”

Wei Yichen stopped one step behind him, “Sir, what can I do for you?”

In the moonlight, Qin yubai’s back was tall and towering, and the shadow spread to Wei Yichen’s toes.

A strange silence spread in the garden.

“Wei Yichen, how long have I hired you?”

Qin yubai’s voice couldn’t hear any emotion, but Wei Yichen’s heartstrings tightened suddenly. He said calmly, “two years.”

“Long enough.”

The voice is serious with the meaning of sentencing.

“From now on, you’re fired.”

Almost expected.

The subsequent fist on the cheek can not be prevented in advance.

The burning pain immediately spread from the frustrated muscle, and the rusty smell of blood was immediately felt in his mouth.

With full strength.

Wei Yichen’s face was on one side, and he felt a trace of laughter in his heart.

Some time ago, he was still laughing at Qin yubai and Ji Yao fighting for Yan Shuang. Will such an irrational hero become him right away?

“Fight back,” Qin yubai twisted his neck and looked cold. “I’m not your employer now.”

For his employer, Wei Yichen has always believed in “limited loyalty”. During the duration of the employment relationship, he will safeguard the employer’s Pro money interests. After the end of employment… Naturally, it has nothing to do with it.

After he became independent as an adult, he could only vent his emotions because of inefficiency, which had long been completely eliminated.

He should turn away and send the medical bill of the blow to the former employer.

This is a rational choice.

Wei Yichen turned his face and gave it back without hesitation!

Flowers and leaves rustled in the garden, and two adult men beat each other in restraint and silence.

Money and power wrap people into gentlemen in suits, but they are still primitive beasts under their skins.

Small skirt.

Wei Yichen gave him the name of the object he pursued.

“Not a girl, but he likes to wear skirts.”

“I’m probably a spare tire.”

“Yes, Mr. Yan just has physical desire and likes… You should know.”

Qin yubai never dreamed of the object Wei Yichen said he liked. The “little skirt” was Yan Shuang himself!

The memory is too long. He doesn’t remember many conversations so clearly.

He has only vague impressions and judgments about the object he likes.

A low-level transvestite who pretends to be coquettish with men and hangs people.

I also feel infinite contempt for Wei Yichen’s taste.

Yan Shuang he knew was stubborn, cold and arrogant, kind and easy to be soft hearted.

There is nothing in common between the two!

The fist waved hard.

Nothing – anything – in common!

After a silent fight, two men of similar size can only lose both.

I don’t know what kind of tacit understanding, after the first punch, they didn’t attack each other’s face again.

So it seems that they are still two decent gentlemen after removing the wrinkled clothes.

The abdomen is the area of serious injury. Even breathing will involve pain. The slightly heavy breathing disturbed the night in the garden.

The two stood face to face.

Wei Yichen’s glasses had no idea which grass he flew into. There was a slight red mark on his cheek. He stretched out his thumb and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. It turned out that Yan Shuang had this ghost idea.

Has he become his new pleasure?

Yes, he’s honored.

“Mr. Qin,” Wei Yichen said faintly, looking at the man opposite who still wants to split his canthus, “you should learn to appreciate more types of men. If you are limited to a certain preference, you will miss a lot of beautiful scenery.”

He stooped slightly and said respectfully as he did when he was a housekeeper: “thank you for taking care of me. Goodbye.”

Qin yubai was the only one left in the garden.

The whole Qin house fell asleep quietly. Only he was covered with scars. His emotions and pain collided in his body. The cold night wind wafted and sent bursts of rose fragrance. Qin yubai turned his face fiercely.

Behind him was an almost abandoned iron gate, surrounded and intertwined by Rose vines, and the spikes at the top glittered in the silver moonlight.

A picture in my mind suddenly attacked him.

He stood upstairs and looked down at the two people across the iron door, holding their hands. After only one look, he withdrew his eyes with lack of interest and turned into the house.

“There’s a thrill of stealing, don’t you think?”

A faint smell of blood came from his throat.

Qin yubai coughed softly.

He has hardly been so dazed as he is now.

He didn’t know what emotion and face he should use to face the situation.

Being cheated, fooled, betrayed… It’s such a taste.

He had no way to recall anything he had gotten along with Yan Shuang in the past.

Fake.

It’s all fake.

He didn’t dare to think further about what kind of mood Yan Shuang held to look at what happened between them. As long as he thought a little, his brain would explode

Yan Shuang.

Every stroke in the name turned into a sharp blade, and every syllable seemed to laugh.

Qin yubai turned and walked slowly into the house.

Just now, I accurately recalled the past in my chaotic mind.

How could it be all fake?

They look so real.

Unconsciously, Qin yubai had reached the door of the bedroom. He stretched out his hand and held the door handle. He stood for a long time. His palm was shaking, but he never opened the door.

This is what he wants – false happiness.

When you think about it, it’s nothing.

He doesn’t really love him.

It’s fair.

A cold tingling sensation came from the palm.

Qin yubai raised his hand and found that his palm was cut and the blood was scattered vaguely.

Love is false.

So the pain is false.

He carefully wiped the blood off his sleeve with his hand.

Well, nothing, nothing happened.

In the corridor, the tall figure dragged the suit falling on the ground back to the study. Qin yubai sat in the wide chair behind the desk. Only for a moment, he remembered that he was here to deliberately test Wei Yichen.

With a sneer, he leaned back in his chair.

Many more pictures poured into my mind.

Most of them are pictures of three people together.

It seems that the more you want to forget, the clearer it is as yesterday.

He recalled Yan Shuang’s humiliation in the studio.

By the way, he got a slap.

Laughter suddenly rang in the silent study.

It’s his fault.

He paid too little for such a great actor.

A mountain of documents on the desktop were swept away.

The palm covers the eyes, and the warm liquid covers the eyelids, which seems to penetrate under the eyelids.

It’s no big deal.

He is used to being alone.

A sleepless night.

At dawn, Qin yubai looked at the silk light in the gap of the curtain. He was stunned and thought: the chair in the study is too hard. It’s time to change it.

“Dong Dong -”

The study door was knocked.

“Big brother?”

A sudden pain in my heart.

He built a false new world for him and gave him a new identity. In fact, at that time, he no longer simply regarded Yan Shuang as a substitute for Qin Qing. He just thought: if he grew up around him, they would not come to this place.

“Come in.”

He opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and painful, with a faint smell of blood.

Yan Shuang pushes the door open. He specially comes to confirm Qin yubai’s physical condition. They are “almost”. Qin yubai must hold on.

Qin yubai doesn’t look very good, but it’s OK. Except that his face is a little white, he’s a little blue now, his clothes are wrinkled, and his face is a little worse, everything else looks ok.

You can’t die anyway.

Yan Shuang pretended to be a worried little white flower, “brother, why do you look so bad?”

Qin yubai doesn’t know what his expression is now. He can only try to control himself, “stay up late and work overtime.”

“There is no end to work.”

Yan Shuang pushed the door in.

He had a good sleep. At this time, his face was ruddy and his steps were light like a butterfly. He turned to Qin yubai, smiled at Qin yubai and naturally sat on his lap.

Yan Shuang felt that Qin yubai was frozen for a moment, smiled secretly in his heart, and turned to Qin yubai.

Those eyes were so reserved that they could hardly see any emotion.

Looks like I’m going to break my teeth and swallow it in my stomach.

Yes, that “Yan Shuang” deceived his feelings and played him like a fool.

But what does this have to do with the “Yan Shuang” who wholeheartedly loves big brother.

Yan Shuang said affectionately, “don’t stay up late in the future. I’ll be distressed.”

The chest fluctuated slightly, and the palm hanging on the edge of the chair curled up and let go. After repeated several times, Qin yubai said faintly, “well.”

Yan Shuang smiled, lowered his forehead against Qin Yu’s white forehead, like chanting a curse, “I hate disobedient dogs, so…”

Qin yubai’s wrinkled eyebrows and eyes collided with a pair of enigmatic eyes. Before he could distinguish the content, Qin yubai’s Adam’s apple was fiercely bitten, and his tongue ran over the tooth marks forcefully and briefly.

The whole body trembled and itched like electricity, and the muscles tightened instantly, like being marked as prey by a small beast.

Qin yubai’s eyes strayed on the side of the person in his arms to hide his shock at the moment.

Yan Shuang raised his face, recovered his little white face, reached out his hand to touch the slightly stiff handsome side face in front of him, and whispered softly in his ear, “… Be good.”

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