I Can’t Be This Protagonist

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

With such a dedicated and cooperative character goal as Qin Yubai, what else could he not be satisfied with?

Well, well, brush more plot points, and brush early.

This efficiency.

I hope the scumbags in the back can learn from him.

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

The kisses that landed densely on the neck gradually slowed down, and finally stopped on his Adam's apple, and the breath was sprayed, and the breath was heavy.

Yan Shuangjing lay down and thought to himself: What's the matter, he must have beaten him badly, but he was careful to avoid the key points when he beat him.

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

Those eyes were so peaceful.

No love, no hate.

"Why don't you resist?" Qin Yubai said in a hoarse voice.

Yan Shuang looked up at him quietly, his lips moved slightly, "Is it useful to resist...?"

The eyes are glued together, but it is more like a one-man show.

Yan Shuang's eyes no longer have him.

The pain in the chest did not decrease in the slightest, but became more and more intense, and a long-lost feeling of powerlessness swept across Qin Yubai's body.

There is nothing he can do about this man.

He only had him briefly.

when he still liked him.

Qin Yubai got up slowly, he stood, looked down at Yan Shuang on the ground, and said, "You are confused now, talking nonsense, calm down here, when you figure it out, when will I let you out."

Yan Shuang remained indifferent, he turned his gaze to the gray cement top above his head, and said softly, "I want to go home."

Another stinging pain in the heart, from that point spread to the whole chest.

He wanted to hug him, he wanted to pick him up by the waist, and take him back to the bedroom, on the same bed and in the same bed, to listen to him obediently, and say a few words when he was unhappy.

Qin Yubai's chest was heaving, he said decisively: "This is your home."

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

Negotiations failed.

Qin Yubai stepped forward, he opened the door of the basement, turned his back to Yan Shuang, and finally said, "When you think about it, wave your hand at the monitor."

no respond.

Tough bones!

Qin Yubai exerted force violently, and the door of the basement closed behind him, making a huge echo.

The servants not far away stepped back timidly, not daring to approach the angry master.

Qin Yubai walked all the way to the monitoring room.

Wei Yichen at the entrance of the monitoring room was smoking that inferior cigarette. When he saw Qin Yubai approaching, he was stunned for a moment, then he took the cigarette and bowed, "Sir."

He did not expect Qin Yubai to be so fast.

Qin Yubai stood to one side, his voice slightly hoarse, "Where did the smoke come from?"

The two bodyguards on the side were silent, trembling with fear, and neither dared to speak.

"It's my secret."

The housekeeper took the mistake on himself indifferently.

Qin Yubai stretched out his hand.

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

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

In front of the spliced ​​screen, Qin Yubai was already seated, smoking the inferior cigarette, his coat was wrinkled, his shirt collar was crumpled up, and there were several distinct shoe prints on his raised left trousers. .

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

And his spirit seemed to be very excited, with bright and sharp rays of light in his eyes, he pointed to the screen, and said coldly: "I'll see when he can be tough."

Wei Yichen was silent and stood quietly by the side.

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

Qin Yubai was smoking a cigarette, staring at Yan Shuang who was lying on the screen with his eyes closed and motionless, he suddenly said: "Last time you said that you had a desire for him, so you made a presumptive proposition and bought him a set. computer."

Wei Yichen took all the computer matters into his own hands. In his confession, Yan Shuang was innocent, but he couldn't resist the temptation of loneliness, so he had a trace of evil thoughts, and the biggest manifestation of those evil thoughts was Just a computer.

"Yes."

"Now," Qin Yubai said with a faint tone with smoke drifting from his fingertips, "Do you still have desires 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'm restraining."

He did not deny it outright, and blindly expressed his loyalty, which only made his suspicious master more suspicious of him.

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

He was restraining, as he said.

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 because the person he wanted was too far away from him, which was similar to him to some extent, but why did he feel that he was becoming more and more unable to control himself?

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

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

The air froze, Qin Yubai opened his lips slightly, and looked at Wei Yichen like a torch. It was only when the burning pain came from his fingertips that he regained his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"What do you mean..." Qin Yu paused for a while, with a smile on his face, as if he thought it was ridiculous, "I have feelings for him?"

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

"absurd--"

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

Wei Yichen raised his face.

The dead-end screen 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 and chose a comfortable position. After lying down for a while, he checked the progress in the background.

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

Yes, the overall has exceeded his expectations.

It is not mandatory for all the original plots to be played in the background. Except for the indescribable plots, which cannot be discounted, the rest can be counted as long as they meet the mainline operation and the effective plots generated by key characters.

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

Yan Shuang's studio was already lit up. Since he didn't break his hand or reveal his identity as a stand-in, he only got 1 point in the studio.

Now the basement is also lit up.

The original plot also contains 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 took 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, Wei Yichen avoided his gaze in time.

Qin Yu stared blankly at the surveillance screen. When Yan was unbuttoning his trousers with both hands, he pinched the cigarette in his hand, and his voice trembled, "Okay- okay-"

The temperature in the basement is only over ten degrees now, and Yan Shuang's thin clothes should feel cold inside. If he takes off his clothes... The temperature in the basement will drop further at night, and he will be naked within three minutes. shivering from the cold, if the freezing time is too long, then...

Yan Shuang in the monitoring did not stop.

Soon he took off his trousers.

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

He wanted to force Yan Shuang into submission.

And Yan Shuang is forcing him in turn.

Who will admit defeat?

Yan Shuang removed all the fabrics from his body. He sat on his old clothes, his legs were slanted on the ground, like a mermaid who had just landed on the shore. The expression on his face only felt that the 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 between his fingertips, and he fixedly looked at the monitoring 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 smoke at his fingertips trembled slightly, Qin Yu rolled his Adam's apple and lowered his head to light the cigarette, but he shook his hands several times without success.

He glanced at the watch in his hand.

It was only 6:57.

The temperature will be lower at night.

It's no big deal, at most it's just a cold and a fever, even if you get sick, you won't have the energy to make a fuss when you're sick.

Qin Yubai persuaded himself and turned his eyes to the surveillance again.

Yan Shuang, who was under surveillance, stood up at some point. Like someone who came out of an oil painting, he walked around the empty basement twice, suddenly stopped, and leaned over to pick up something.

The monitoring is blurry.

What Yan is holding in both hands seems to be a long piece of wood, which is vaguely gestured at his arm, raised high... as if it is about to fall.

Just when Yan Shuang was hesitating in the basement whether to interrupt one of his hands, not knowing if interrupting his hand could count as a plot point, the basement door was slammed open.

"Bang" sound.

Yan's hands trembled, and the wooden stick fell to the ground.

He turned around and saw Qin Yu go back and forth in vain.

It's good to come, Qin Yubai, cooperate, come, and personally interrupt his hand.

There are surveillance cameras in the basement, and he did this, which is equivalent to directly provoking Qin Yubai. According to Qin Yubai, who is so temperamental and unwilling to bow his head, it is impossible to submit to softness, isn't it a threat to him? He came in person.

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

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

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

The imaginary feeling of the 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. He looked at him with an inexplicable smile, which seemed mild and sarcastic.

"……you win."