Bewitched as cannon fodder

"How do I pay it back?"

He clenched his sleeves tightly, lowered his restless eyelids, and his eyelashes fluttered like butterflies.

But Yan Qingshen will not soften his heart. He looks at the beautiful and well-behaved skin in front of him, but he is actually just a rotten little liar on the inside.

And who knew that the person who didn't take it seriously at first was actually a liar after being investigated.

Logically speaking, he would never let this kind of person go, but when he came to see the scene in front of him, when the beautiful and helpless little liar bent down obediently to reveal his white skin, the darkness that had grown and spread before him My mind began to stir again.

Something was out of control, he half-closed his eyes, and the darkness inside was floating, all hidden in the gold-rimmed glasses, no one knew.

"I know you can't afford that much money right now."

"So, remember that mannequin I mentioned to you earlier?"

Because the original owner spent a lot of money and had no money left, when he learned that the pervert was monitoring in the rental house, he originally thought about moving, but he had no money.

But when Sang Yi'an heard this sentence, he thought of the jokes he said when the two met the first time, and then he nodded.

Yan Qing stood up in deep satisfaction: "Then let's go."

Sang Yi'an looked up at him in confusion, and saw a smile on his lips: "I'll take you to break up with my brother first."

He took a tight breath, if he really wants to talk about breaking up, what will happen to the next plot.

But when the villain stood in front of him, with a half smile but not a smile, he obediently followed the opponent under pressure.

It's just that before leaving, he looked up and down his pajamas, lifted the frame of his glasses, and reminded him kindly to change into a woman's outfit, after all, he was still a girl in front of Yan Qinghe.

Being reminded by the other party, he went to his room to look for clothes in embarrassment, but he didn't expect Yan Qingshen to follow. When he pushed open the closet hiding a pile of women's clothing, he found the white long suit he was wearing before. When he was wearing a skirt, he accidentally bumped into the other party staring thoughtfully at the suspenders in his closet, in maid outfits...

His little face was flushed, his earlobes and even his neck were red, and then he didn't dare to look at the other person's eyes, so he rushed to the bathroom to change his clothes.

It's just that when he just came out, he found that Yan Qingshen seemed to be holding something in his hand. He went to the front and saw that it was a pair of lace and white stockings.

The man in a suit and leather shoes was actually holding white stockings that did not match his identity, and then he noticed the look in his eyes, and threw the stockings in his hand to him.

"It's pretty, I want to see you put it on."

Sang Yi'an backed away and wanted to refuse, but facing Shang Yan Qingshen's oppressive eyes, he still lowered his head obediently and prepared to go into the bathroom to change.

But when he went over, he was stopped by Yan Qingshen, who said indifferently: "They are all men, it's okay to change here."

But Sang Yi'an always felt that something was wrong. He secretly glanced at the stern side face of the other party, and then thought of putting up with it. In the next world, he would never want such an identity again.

The rough and tight lace stockings were just put on his slender calf. It may be of poor quality, and his calf was red from being strangled.

The handsome and bewildered young man was putting on long white stockings on himself. His whole body was exquisite and well-behaved. Perhaps he was not skilled in movements, and it took him a long time to put them on.

When the young man finally put it on, he found that Yan Qingchen had been standing there motionless, his deep eyes seemed to be mixed with many things that he couldn't see clearly.

He asked cautiously in fear, "Is it okay?"

Yan Qing's deep voice became a little deeper, "It's ok."

Then he walked out first, but when he passed by Sang Yi'an, he clearly felt that the other party's breathing was stagnant.

Then the two of them didn't speak during the whole journey, Sang Yiping looked out at the neon lights, and began to think about what to do with the plot.

But fortunately, when he came to the hospital, Yan Qinghe pulled him by his side with an excited expression: "Yiyi, you came to see me."

With clear and gentle brown eyes, he was the only one in his eyes. Sang Yi'an was nervous and did not dare to look directly at the other party, but Yan Qingshen was always by his side, and that strong sense of presence had to be ignored.

After chatting with Yan Qinghe for a while, finally seeing that the time was getting faster and faster, he still apologized to him with determination: "I'm sorry, Qing and us are not suitable, we break up."

Yan Qinghe, who was still trapped by her lover and in a sweet mood, suddenly couldn't believe it, "Is there something wrong with Yiyi, I will change it, Yiyi, don't leave me."

Yan Qinghe hoarsely begged his lover to stay for him, a piece of broken pupil was broken in the injured pupil, which made Sang'an afraid to look at it for a while.

But Yan Qingshen felt that the matter was almost over, so he came over to take Sang Yi'an away, but Yan Qinghe stared at the things that Yan Qingshen was protecting him.

The gentle tone showed a hint of hatred at this moment: "Did you mess it up?"

But Yan Qingshen just smiled, then lowered her head and said to Sang Yi'an: "You think it's inappropriate and want to break up, right?"

Sang Yi'an noticed that the other party's eyes were fixed on him, he felt that he was not a person, but his handle was in the other party's hands.

Then he nodded under Yan Qinghe's unbelievable gaze, and the other party's injured eyes flashed wet tears, and asked pitifully: "Do you want me? Yiyi."

There was something wrong with his current state, Yan Qingshen was keenly aware of something, and took him away under Sang Yi'an's gaze before he answered.

But Yan Qinghe, who stayed on the hospital bed, smiled strangely for no reason, crazy stubbornness flashed in his brown eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Why don't you want me anymore."

"The little rabbit doesn't want me anymore, and neither does Yiyi."

"They are all bad guys, no, no, no! Yiyi is not a bad guy, Yiyi is so obedient, she is my lover, someone must have lied to him." The young man who was looking crazy just now showed a sweet smile.

"Yiyi is mine, it must be mine."

When the doctor came to make rounds, he pushed open the door and yelled in shock. The young man inside seemed to be talking to someone, holding a scalpel in his hand, blood dripping on the quilt, but the whole person was just happy hugging the pillow and saying something.

But Yan Qingshen who received the news brought Sang Yi'an to the villa where he lived.

The villa is beautifully decorated, and there is a large manor outside. As soon as Sang An came in, he was taken to the bedroom, and then Yan Qing asked him to open the cloakroom inside calmly, saying that it was a gift for him.

Sang Yi'an pushed away from the cloakroom with sleepy eyes because he was still feeling guilty for Yan Qinghe.

Then I was blinded by the suspender skirts, black and white stockings, maids and all kinds of women's clothing in the room.

And the instigator said casually behind his back: "Do you like it very much?"

Sang Yi'an was stunned, her pretty face took a few steps back anxiously.

But the man behind him stood behind him with great interest, leaning forward until the breath of the two of them intertwined instantly, whispering in each other's ears: "I'm curious, what would you look like wearing these? "

The author says:

In the next chapter, Kekeke Jiang Yubai is about to appear. ?