When I Ditched the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Another year has passed since Yu Yinglan reached the top of the superstar list.

During this period of time, her courses were more and busier than when she was an eighteenth-tier student. She originally thought that by sitting on the throne, she would be one step closer to her wish.

But whether she is so busy making movies abroad, participating in various business activities, or being arranged by Su Mingxiu to learn various financial and management knowledge, it is enough to fill all her time.

—— Surrounded by great fame, the time she can spend by Su Mingxiu's side is getting less and less every year.

Moreover, the frequency of Su Mingxiu coming to her is gradually decreasing.

At first Yu Yinglan was a little anxious, thinking that she didn't need her anymore.But one time when she participated in a high-end jewelry fair in the city, declined the sponsor's business banquet, and went back to the villa without saying a word, she found that Su Mingxiu had fallen asleep in the study.

The sandalwood ruler is pressed on a freehand ink painting, laid out beside her elbow, it seems that the woman fell asleep after being too tired while waiting for the painting to dry, and her eyes are still obviously black and blue.

But the person who was asleep was clearly still frowning, not knowing whether it was disturbed by the light falling in from the window behind him, or because he lacked the habitual breath around him, he couldn't sleep well.

Yu Yinglan raised her palm in a strange way, to cover her eyes.

This stop is two hours.

When Su Mingxiu woke up slowly, his eyelashes moved a little, and he saw the familiar palm lines first, his eyes focused, and wandered around to see the owner of the palm. He didn't know how long he maintained this posture, and even his arms were trembling slightly. There is a thin layer of sweat.

She sat up from the table, tapped Yu Yinglan's wrist with her fingertips, and signaled her to take it back, with a nasal voice that had just woken up in her voice: "You're back?"

It seemed that she didn't care about Yu Yinglan's appearance today, she just stopped by to say hello, and it was a specially vacated itinerary.

But she is very good to Yu Yinglan, for example, at this moment, she took the arm that had blocked the light for her, pinched Yu Yinglan's sore muscles with just enough strength, and called the servants of the Su family to order some of Yu Yinglan's favorites Afternoon tea is served, let the kitchen make two more dishes she likes in the evening.

Yu Yinglan stood obediently by the side, and she held it, but when the numbness in her hand dissipated, she pulled out her arm in time.

She looked at Su Mingxiu's beautiful profile, and asked softly, "Did you sleep well recently?"

Su Mingxiu was about to nod, but in the middle of the movement, as if she guessed what she was going to say, she replied indifferently: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Yu Yinglan was in a hurry.

She squatted nervously by the armchair, looking at Su Mingxiu's face, so that the other party's eyes could better see the worry and anxiety on her face: "If you need, I, I can push some journey……"

"Yu Yinglan." The person sitting on the chair had a smile on his lips, and his tone was always gentle.But when her name was called out, the girl still shivered uncontrollably, instinctively obeying her words: "I didn't keep you by my side for you to do these things."

As if to remind the little girl of the deal with the original owner, Su Mingxiu raised his hand to caress her cheek, and said softly and word by word:

"I've only been on the throne for a year."

"Show me more of your potential and don't disappoint me, huh?"

Yu Yinglan's cheeks tightened.

She was reminded of the scenes of those film kings and queens whose potential was exhausted and abandoned by Su Mingxiu.

Now she is like getting on a moving train. She wants to stop the train and take away the beautiful scenery along the way, but she is also afraid that if the train stops, she will be driven off immediately. There is no chance to buy a ticket again.

Seeing her nodded stiffly, Su Mingxiu smiled again, took her hand and got up and walked out together, and said to her with a smile: "The kitchen has recently hired a good Cantonese chef, who is very experienced in pastry, let's try it together taste."

For Su Mingxiu——

After pondering over the system's final task requirements, she felt that she could completely avoid playing with Yu Yinglan's emotions. She didn't want a girl who looked like this to suffer unforgettable emotional injuries.

A young man's first love is a sapling that grows in a greenhouse.Even the gentle spring rain and sunshine can hardly make it grow vigorously, but once withered, the vines become long thorns, buried in the heart room forever, in every midnight of tossing and turning, there is pain in every detail.

At this stage, before the final judging criteria of the system are figured out, Su Mingxiu dare not easily refuse Yu Yinglan's request. The only way is to let the other party grow up as soon as possible and reduce the contact between the two at the same time.

When she had to get along with each other, Su Mingxiu did her best to impress Yu Yinglan so that she would not dare to make those intimate requests easily.

It is better to have a secret love that ends without a cause than to be betrayed by a promised loyalty.

But Yu Yinglan doesn't always have a long memory in this regard.

The time to see each other decreases, and the thoughts accumulated in daily life become more intense when we get along, like the old wine buried in the cellar, the longer it is buried, the more mellow the fragrance after the mud seal is opened.

Not long after dinner, Yu Yinglan seemed to have forgotten the warning from the study in the afternoon, and went to Su Ming's embroidery room on her own, and burrowed into her bed with the scent of mint after bathing.

She looks pure and clean, compared to those stars who like floral, fruity and milky fragrances, what Su Mingxiu smells most often on her is the faint mint smell.

The warm body leaned over, wrapped her arms around her waist, and said softly to her: "I just finished filming a foreign scene, and the jet lag has not reversed, so I don't feel sleepy now, Susu, can you tell me a bedtime story?" good?"

Su Mingxiu closed the book of hypnotic poems in hand, and glanced at the coquettish person beside him with a smile, feeling that the little girl was getting more and more courageous, and now she dared to ride on the head of an insomniac like her, and let her tell stories to coax her sleep?

She raised her hand and pinched Yu Yinglan's earlobe lightly, and with a few random strokes, the ear turned from white to red, as if it had been dyed in a dye vat: "I can't sleep and go back to my room."

"Stop teasing me here."

Yu Yinglan looked from bottom to top, the overly loose nightdress had a loose neckline, and under the projection of the dim light, the shadow clearly depicted the dangerous gully, she still smiled innocently, "But I want to accompany you."

The system seemed to see that Yu Yinglan's methods of bewitching people were becoming more and more proficient, and guessed that Su Mingxiu would soon be unable to withstand this offensive, so he urged: "Promise her!"

Ever since Su Mingxiu exposed the face of his stepmother, it has instigated Su Mingxiu to be tempted more bluntly, and the expression of hating marriage is exactly the same as the parents who urge marriage on the Internet.

Su Mingxiu's eyes were dim, and he raised his hand to open the collection of poems again, put it on his lap casually, and read perfunctorily:

"If you come in autumn / I'll blow summer past /

half smile, half renunciation/

……

If I can look forward to you within a year/

I'll wind the months into balls/Separate them and put them in drawers/Lest they merge..."

The person lying beside her was originally listening obediently, but when she heard the words, she clung to her shoulders, and at some point slowly entangled her, kissing the corner of her lips, tossing and turning, slowly taking the song of the lonely waiting. Love poems are sealed.

I don't know when the room quieted down, Su Mingxiu who was kissed lowered his eyes, sat motionless, let the other party trace the shape of his lips with the tip of his tongue, waited until the charming temperature slowly dropped, and then asked: "Don't listen? "

Yu Yinglan has been with her for a long time, and she already knows how to get the sweetest reward.Immediately shaking his head, sitting in her arms, kissed her all the way with a moist kiss, and even dared to bite her throat lightly with his teeth.

"I don't want to listen anymore." Staring at the marks left by her, Yu Yinglan bent her lips, "I want Su Su to kiss me."

When she was getting ahead, she heard the deer in her chest scrambling wildly.

This was the first time she had spoken honestly and unabashedly about what was on her mind.

Su Mingxiu moved the book to the side, so as not to be creased by the actions of the two of them. Hearing this, she only raised her eyelids, and her dark eyes would definitely look into Yu Yinglan's eyes, as sharp as she could see into her soul. Yu Yinglan was full of enthusiasm.

After such a long silence, when Yu Yinglan used all her concentration to encourage herself not to retreat, she suddenly heard Su Mingxiu speak slowly: "Are you sure?"

The person sitting on the lap did not hide or dodge, his throat moved slightly, and he still nodded.

A smile curled up on Su Mingxiu's lips.

Before the other party could discern the meaning of her smile, her jaw was pinched, followed by the one that fell...

It was squalling.

Yu Yinglan once regretted that stingy mint candy, and even the kiss in Su's house was only comforting and coaxing—in other words, she never really felt Su Mingxiu's desire.

until tonight.

The little girl who thought she had polished the script and had a glimpse of the way for the first time realized that she was like a boat in a sea storm at this moment, rickety and unable to stabilize her body. She didn't even know how the storm was going to turn, she was just dizzy and her head was swollen , wanting to turn the bow due to lack of oxygen.

But how could the storm allow her to leave?

The more he wanted to escape, the tighter the force on his jaw and waist became, and even his lips and tongue were coerced.

In this frenzy, her thoughts are just a wisp of drizzle, wherever the wind wants her to go, she can only float there limply and powerlessly.

She was not allowed to breathe until she was so deprived of oxygen that her chest ached.When she was free, she immediately wanted to turn her head to speak, but she couldn't get a word out of her throat, and was pried open by the other party's fingers.

However, Su Mingxiu was dissatisfied with her hospitality, and vowed to give her another make-up class tonight, so that Yu Yinglan would never have time to talk in the two hours after she made the request.

During this period, Yu Yinglan's intentions were weak, her clear eyes were also full of water mist, and the mist condensed into water droplets, leaving a series of deep marks on the quilt, but in the end Su Mingxiu pulled her ankle and dragged her back into her arms.

until--

The claimant lay powerlessly in Su Mingxiu's arms, his lips were like fallen flowers crushed in the mud, even the bright red tip of his tongue could not be controlled, and even the tears flowed silently.

Only then did I hear Su Mingxiu ask her leisurely:

"Do you still dare to ask for it?"