I Can’t Be This Protagonist

The black sports car that escaped from the racecourse early in the morning drove halfway, and the speed gradually slowed down, which means that his owner has slowly calmed down.

The car was parked on the side of the road, the windows were rolled down, and the morning wind was mixed with the fragrance of early morning grass, which was fresh and clean, diluting the citrus smell that seemed to be pervasive.

Just dreaming.

And nothing happened in the dream.

Ji Yao's brows furrowed again.

Will something else happen?

The intense sunlight shone into the car with the high temperature reflected on the road, Ji Yao rolled up the car window and called Xiao Qingyang.

"Little cousin, did you miss me as soon as you left?"

Xiao Qingyang's laughing voice came.

Ji Yao's brows furrowed even tighter, and he said in an elaborate tone, "You didn't send him."

Xiao Qingyang was choked, and immediately threw the blame on Yan Shuang, "He won't let me send it."

It's a fact, he even offered to send the little nerd later, he didn't want to, and ran faster than the foal in his stable, as if he was afraid he would eat him.

"There is no public transport around here."

Ji Yao's tone was a little cold.

Xiao Qingyang knew that his little cousin was a bit stubborn, and he stopped arguing now, "It's okay, I'll go out and see him now."

Not long after Yan Shuang went out, he should be able to catch up with his car immediately.

Xiao Qingyang thought so, took the phone and got into the car all the way, "Listen, I started the car."

There was a cold snort from his cousin on the other end of the phone.

I really don't trust him at all.

Xiao Qingyang resignedly drove out, and at the same time synchronized his whereabouts with Ji Yao on the other end of the phone.

"The reporter from the front reported that Xiao Qingyang had already driven the car off the track and arrived at the gate of the racecourse. Oh, the target was found within ten meters ahead..."

Xiao Qingyang just wanted to honk the horn to remind Yan Shuang.

A black car stopped in front of Yan Shuang.

Xiao Qingyang's hand honking the horn stopped.

The next moment, the car door opened, Yan Shuang bent slightly, and a slender arm suddenly stretched out from the car, hugging Yan Shuang's waist, pulling the person into the car like a tentacle in a horror movie catching prey.

Xiao Qingyang narrowed his eyes and immediately took a picture of the license plate with his mobile phone.

Take a closer look.

The owner of the license plate is the most inescapable person in their circle.

Xiao Qingyang put the phone back to his ear, and said with a half-smile, "Little cousin, your desire classmate doesn't seem to be ordinary."

When Ji Yao heard Xiao Qingyang's address to Yan Shuang, he frowned unhappily, "He's gone?"

"Let's go, someone will pick him up."

Xiao Qingyang's tone was mocking.

"Who is this man, guess what?"

Ji Yao directly hung up the phone.

Xiao Qingyang was speechless in the face of the sudden arrival of the busy voice, fuck, why is he so unwelcoming now?

The action of hanging up the phone is like the safety button set in the body being pressed urgently, and it is done subconsciously without thinking at all.

Don't want to know the answer.

Otherwise he might lose control of himself.

Ji Yao raised his face and saw his eyes in the rearview mirror.

Calm on the outside, crazy on the inside.

Much like his crazy mother.

Must calm down immediately.

Think of Qin Qing.

Think of that cold and quiet Qin Qing who doesn't care about world affairs.

The air pressure in his chest continued to rise, and Ji Yao felt that his brain was being torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, driving him to dial the number.

That number that he has only called once and has not been stored, presses the key very quickly, almost without thinking.

The call is connected.

There was no sound there.

Ji Yao understood immediately.

The person who answered the phone was not Yan Shuang.

The long silence was like a tug of war.

No one wants to speak first and fall into the disadvantage.

While both of them were holding their breaths, a low voice that was suppressed in the throat came and gently scratched Ji Yao's eardrums.

The silent dream suddenly had dubbing.

Ji Yao suddenly threw the phone out.

The phone smashed on the window glass, and with a "bang", it bounced back and fell on the co-pilot's seat, and the screen went completely dark.

Ji Yao stared intently at the darkened cell phone.

The sound of his violent heartbeat reverberated in the narrow sports car, and there were countless small awls on the lower part of the scalp, trying to open his brain and expose all his thoughts to the sun, so that the world could judge him. Crazy people are normal people.

He pressed his chest hard, his heartbeat was under his palm, and his ears roared.

Inside the car, Yan Shuang's mobile phone was pulled out and thrown directly onto the soft carpet in the car.

Qin Yubai was in a hurry, and all the calculations and traps were slapped and fanned to the sky, and the doubts that flashed in his mind drove all his reason out of his mind.

He grabbed Yan Shuang's trousers waist with one hand and pulled the man to his body, he grabbed Yan Shuang's cheek, his eyes were full of anger, "Bitch."

Yan Shuang struggled without hesitation.

The not-so-spacious carriage accommodated a fight between two adult men.

Yan bit Qin Yubai with fists and kicks, frantically brushing his kpi.

Qin Yubai didn't want to really fight with him, so he controlled Yanshuang's hands and feet, and roared, "Stop."

The driver heard Qin Yubai's unprecedented furious voice, shivered, hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and looked at Wei Yichen beside him tremblingly.

Wei Yichen said calmly, "Get off."

The two got out of the car.

The roads in the suburbs are seldom passed by, empty and quiet.

The driver and Wei Yichen walked far away to the woods on the side.

Black luxury cars parked in the shade.

The driver couldn't help but glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

The vehicle is shaking.

"Mr. Wei..." The driver said nervously, "Nothing will happen, right?"

Wei Yichen turned his back to the car and said lightly, "No."

"Bang-" came a loud sound.

The driver turned his head in fright, and immediately his head was twisted by Wei Yichen.

"Don't watch what you shouldn't watch, don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to."

The driver shook his legs in response, and took another step into the depths of the woods, "I'm going to pee."

The driver's figure fled into the woods, Wei Yichen slowly turned his face, turned around and looked into the car.

On the black car window, a pair of thin white hands, with slender fingers, pressed the glass hard, as if trying to break the window to escape.

The fingertips twitched violently, then slipped helplessly.

The vehicle is still shaking.

Strong tires bounce on the ground.

The frequency is fast and violent.

Suddenly the window came down slowly.

The pair of thin white hands stretched out, and the fingertips moved forward tightly, but they were clasped by another pair of hands wearing a luxury watch and pressed back forcibly.

The window slowly rolled up again.

Taking a slow breath, Wei Yichen looked away and looked at the trees of different heights in front of him. The scenery was beautiful.

The driver excused himself to pee and smoked a few cigarettes in the woods before he received a call from Wei Yichen and asked him to come back and drive.

The driver hurriedly wiped away the smell of smoke and came back with a jog.

Wei Yichen had already stood by the car, as if nothing had happened, he greeted him and said, "Hurry up, President Qin is going to be late for the meeting."

"Okay, okay." As soon as the driver saw Wei Yichen, it was as if he had seen Dinghai Shenzhen, and his panicked thoughts subsided.

The two got into the car.

The driver started the car non-stop, Wei Yichen sat in the car with no expression on his face.

There was a mess in the back seat of the car.

Qin Yubai never dreamed that he would lose control so far.

on the car.

Still on the way to a company meeting.

A faint smell of blood permeated the car.

Qin Yubai wiped his face with the back of his hand, and said with a sneer, "It's a dog." The burning pain on his face was not only from the slap, but Yan Shuang scratched his face several times just now.

The veil of tenderness is not suitable for him at all.

Yan Shuang deliberately provokes him anger as if changing a trick.

"You don't eat or drink for a toast," Qin Yubai leaned over and patted Yanshuang's face. Yanshuang was lying on the car seat, and his long legs were scattered on the carpet in the car. , Yingbai is beautiful, with heavy bruises, Qin Yubai's warm breath sprayed in his ear, "What kind of thing are you, you are also worthy of holding Joe in front of me?"

The chin was twisted, Yan Shuang looked at Qin Yubai quietly, his lips were hurt again, and he was bitten by himself.

Qin Yubai looked directly at him, "As long as I make a phone call now, I can send Yan Guofu to the Middle East to be shot. I promise, no one can find out what's wrong."

He speaks in a calm tone, stating a given fact.

"Can't you finally put it on?"

The corners of Yanshuang's mouth twitched, full of disdain, "Qin Yubai... You are a beast."

His expression twisted for a moment, and the fingers holding Yan's double chin became harder and harder, as if to crush his chin.

Yan Shuang sneered all the time, watching from the sidelines, as if watching a clown.

Qin Yubai had never experienced such a strong sense of frustration in his life.

Both soft and hard, soft and hard do not eat.

A worthless second-generation ancestor could impress Yan Shuang, but he couldn't.

"Very good," Qin Yubai's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Since you said that, then we can play more thoroughly."

Yan Shuang roared inwardly, that's right! Let the sadomasochism come more violently! Otherwise, the plot point will not be finished, brother!

What's up with him! Let Yan Guofu work in peace, iron!

The vehicle was slowly slowing down and was approaching the back door of the school.

Yan Shuang turned his face away, grabbing the trousers he was holding on to his ankles and trying to pull them up, but Qin Yubai clasped his calf.

"What?" Yan Shuang looked alert.

Qin Yubai tightly grasped Yan Shuang's calf with one hand, "You can get out of the car, you can only wear a pair of trousers to get out of the car, stay outside or stay inside, you choose."

After a mess in the car, Qin Yubai was still well-dressed, except for the color on his face, he didn't look any different, but Yan Shuang was in a mess, and his body was dirty.

"Let—hand—" Yan Shuang gritted his teeth.

Qin Yubai said softly, "I'm too tolerant of you, which caused you to misunderstand me." With his fingers, he squeezed his fingerprints on Yan Shuang's calf. Looking at Yan Shuang's gradually pale face, he said gently: " Choose quickly while I'm in a good mood, otherwise, you will get out of the car naked for me, and let your classmates see what kind of guy you are—" Grabbing Yan Shuang's raised arm with one hand, Qin Yubai sneered: "Hit someone. Addicted? It's not a good habit."

Yan Shuang's wrist was about to be twisted off.

The cut-off scene was almost staged ahead of schedule.

"I choose..."

Under his persecution, Yan Shuang was forced to close his eyes, "...I stay outside..."

The sound from the front came through push-button communication.

"Mr. Qin, I'm going to be late for the meeting."

Wei Yichen's voice scratched his eardrums, and his business was cold.

Qin Yubai let go of his hand.

"No hurry, for a good show, I can wait."

Qin Yubai communicated with his subordinates with a smile, his eyes slashing at Yanshuang like a knife.

Yan Shuang said nothing, lying on the leather seat, biting his lips, kicking the jeans at the ankle, and placing one hand on his waist.

He closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes vibrated like butterfly wings, and he finally peeled off the thin cloth with force.

"Don't stay in the car," Qin Yubai folded his legs gracefully, his Adam's apple rolled slowly, his thin lips moved slightly, "dirty."

Yan Shuang glanced at Qin Yubai with sharp eyes, full of resentment.

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows in white and returned with a calm smile.

Compared with the previous Xu and Wei Snake, now the two have completely torn their faces.

Yan Shuang casually put on his jeans, folded his underwear into his jeans pocket, pushed the door hard to get out of the car, and slammed the door shut again.

When the door closed, the smile on Qin Yubai's face disappeared immediately, and his ten fingers suddenly exerted force and curled into a grip.

Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang.

Soft name.

Dead bones.

One day...he'll make him cry with his name!