I Can’t Be This Protagonist

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

Cui Zheng retracted his gaze that looked at Yan Shuang, looked at the dark night ahead, and said in a sudden tone, "So you look like this."

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

"Hey, did you kiss that senior housekeeper Qin Yubai just now? Did you get married by Qin Yu, or did you have an affair with his housekeeper?"

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

Yan Shuang yawned lazily, "You're right."

Cui Zheng: "..." He opened the pattern directly!

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

Since he called someone, he had to satisfy his curiosity, Yan Shuang replied, "Just a friend."

Cui Zheng didn't believe it, "Don't be funny."

Then Ji Yao is like that. He has already acted in idol dramas for several episodes. How could he be just friends?

"real."

"How true?"

"Never kissed, never had sex, what's not a friend?"

Cui Zheng almost choked to death on his own saliva.

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

Yan Shuang didn't answer.

He could see that Cui Zheng was a guy who didn't think it was a big deal. He simply told him what he had done. Not only was there no harm, but he might not be able to get an assist at some critical moment in the future.

The vehicle gradually drove towards the city. Yan Shuang guessed that Cui Zheng couldn't take him back to school peacefully. Seeing that the road was not right, he didn't show any strange colors, but yawned lazily again.

It's too late today, and doing sadomasochism is exhausting and makes people sleepy.

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

Cui Zheng said while unbuckling his seat belt.

Yan Shuang also unbuckled his seat belt, and said lazily, "You're not worried if you live alone."

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

Yanshuang got out of the car and took the luggage, covered his lips with one hand and yawned, "It doesn't look like it, mainly because I'm too attractive, I'm afraid you will fall."

"Beautiful people are tough when they talk."

Cui Zheng ate the melon and was full, and expected Yan Shuang to continue to bring him joy in the future, so he took Yan Shuang's luggage and canvas bag in an easy-going manner, and 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."

"Ok."

"Who bit?"

Yan Shuang squinted his eyes and glanced at him with a half-smile, "Guess."

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

Yan Shuang retracted his gaze and said lightly, "It was bitten by a dog."

Cui Zheng smiled and bent over, reached out and patted Yan Shuang on the shoulder, almost slapped 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 face, "There are too many people who like me, I can't be too busy."

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

Yan Shuang followed and said directly: "I'm sleepy, go to 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 hugs."

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

A night without dreams.

When Yan Shuang woke up, it was already three poles in the sun, and he first touched the mobile phone beside his pillow and looked at it. It was very good, and it was another unpopular day.

I got up from the bed and rubbed my head. After my hair was cut, my head was a lot lighter, and it was very refreshing.

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

"Morning-"

Cui Zhengzheng was sitting on the sofa. After the golden hair dyed back, he looked a lot more serious. He was still holding a glass of milk. When he saw Yan Shuang, he leaned out, "Wow, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Yan Shuang: "What's wrong?"

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

Having said that, Yan Shuang still avoided his extended hand.

Cui Zheng smiled a little, he smiled without haze and extremely sunny, and his body was much less playful, "Look at you, let me look at your eyes, your eyes are red like a rabbit, 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 still possible for Qin Yu to cry all night.

Eyes red... Yan Shuang suddenly realized something, reached out and touched his eyeballs lightly, twisting his hand, and sure enough, he calmly said, "I forgot to take off my invisibility."

Cui Zheng shook his head speechlessly.

"...Thanks to Mr. Ji Wensong for giving this city's museum to this Mid-Autumn Festival..."

When Yan Shuang heard the familiar name, he turned to the huge TV in the living room.

He removed one of his invisibility, his eyes had a visual difference, and the TV screen looked dizzy and blurry.

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

"Brother Wensong is really generous this time."

"Silently brought things back home from Tokyo."

"I said why there are so many Japanese people coming and going in and out of his small courtyard recently in the circle. I don't know what he is doing, and they think he is going to transfer his industry to Japan."

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

"Showing strength and good public opinion, this stock price must not go crazy."

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

Yan Shuang picked up another invisible one and looked closer.

It was indeed Ji Yao.

The row standing in front of the ribbon cutting the ribbon looked all elderly, the back row was the junior, Ji Yao also wore a black suit, he was tall and good-looking, he stood out in the back row. handsome.

Once the knife was cut, the crowd dispersed, the bright red curtain and ribbons fell on the top, and the beautiful bronze ware immediately appeared on the screen.

"This thing is so dazzling. It's an item from thousands of years ago... Brother Wen Song is too good to hide it. It's a pity that we didn't open our eyes first when it was shipped back to China."

Cui Zheng sighed with emotion, and said again: "Xiao Qingyang said that the two fathers and sons are arguing that they want to split up? I don't think this is very good."

In the live broadcast, Ji Wensong and Ji Yao stood one after the other. They look alike, but their temperament is completely different. They are quite different from mountains, rocks and green pine trees, and they complement each other very well. They are also a pair of excellent appearances in the crowd. Father and son.

Ji Wensong tilted her head and smiled, not knowing what to say to Ji Yao, Ji Yao's face was cold and did not respond.

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

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

Yan Shuang looked back with lack of interest.

"The innermost," Cui Zheng pointed and said, "Will we go out to play together later?"

"Row."

After washing, he ran and went out to play a fart, he didn't have the time to play games with these playboys who didn't work in production.

It is estimated that Cui Zheng's apartment does not live often, and almost all the things in it are new.

Last night, I was in a hurry to wash. After Yan Shuang put the water in, he slowly enjoyed the sense of relaxation brought by the hot water washing his body, while thinking about the next plot.

Wei Yichen is getting better and better.

Since he is so good, let alone him, Yan Shuang thought with a smile.

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

while hot.

The appearance of Xiao Ji in a suit is really abstinence.

Paired with his poker face of the High Ridge Flower.

Absolutely.

In fact, he is not an old-fashioned critic, work is work.

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

"Hey, have you washed it yet?"

"Not yet."

"You come out first."

Yan Shuang thought to himself that although you are not bad looking, you are not the target of work. He hates working overtime the most, "Is there something wrong?"

Cui Zheng outside the door was embarrassed, "The one downstairs came up and said that the bathroom was leaking, and it was all dripping on him."

Yan Shuang: "…"

"Okay, you wait."

Yan Shuang wiped his wet hair hastily, put a towel over his head, and found an unopened bathrobe to wrap himself in. He pushed the door open and heard Cui Zheng apologize, "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 abruptly, he lowered his head, and the tip of his hair was dripping with water drop by drop, hitting the back of his foot, and water stains came out along the back of his foot.

He thought to himself: would it not be so coincidental?

There are too many doctors with the surname Qi in the world, and this is not a novel... No, this is a novel!

"It's ok."

The low and magnetic voice came, unconsciously **** and sultry, and the water droplets that rolled into the neck seemed to become hot.

Yan Shuang swallowed.

Hold.

Qi Feiyun actually lives downstairs from Cui Zheng? !

Wait, isn't that Sheng Guangming also downstairs? !

Yan Shuang's mind was confused, his head was getting lower and lower, he wrapped his bathrobe tightly and moved to the side quietly, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Qi Feiyun should not recognize him.

Before he met Qi Feiyun, he always wore glasses.

From Qi Feiyun's perspective, he should be just a poor college student with ordinary appearance, innocent and ignorant.

If his eyes stayed on him for a while, he immediately moved away.

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 like this in the apartment of the rich children, obviously taking a shower overnight. Although he can still be round, Qi Feiyun is not a fool, I am afraid that his character in front of Qi Feiyun will collapse by at least 10%.

What's more, it would be 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 when he saw his face?

He has to rush to sleep Xiaoji first.

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

Yan Shuang shook without saying a word, and turned around silently. He lowered his head, only to see a pair of dark leather shoes and a straight line between the gray trousers and the pair of dark leather shoes in his field of vision.

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

I don't know if it was because there was too much water on my feet and it was too slippery, 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-"

"Be careful!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Yan Shuang's two arms were pulled from left to right, and the towel on top of 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: "..." If he doesn't speak, he won't reveal his secrets. He tries his best to hold back the urge to talk back and rush into the room first.

The right arm was also released.

Yanshuang raised his feet to leave, and a pair of articulated hands appeared in his lowered eyes. He picked up the towel on the ground and handed it to him.

"be careful."

"Classmate Yan."