Bewitched as cannon fodder

Sang Yi'an's scalp was numb, and his clear and beautiful eyes flashed in disbelief, just when he wanted to turn around.

Yan Qinghe hugged him tightly and refused to let him move, his tone was still so gentle, but Sang Yi'an always felt that something was wrong with him, so he tentatively said, "Why are you three together?"

Yan Qinghe chuckled, "Then don't you like it?"

Sang Yi'an frowned and shook his head, "Can't I be with you?"

This sentence seemed to trigger some switch, Yan Qinghe suddenly laughed a few times happily, it was so weird that people couldn't help but wonder what happened to him.

"Of course, you can only be with me."

After Yan Qinghe said this, he let go of him, as if he had received a paper with a satisfactory answer, with soft brows and eyes, and a smile on the corner of his lips.

But Sang Yi'an felt that the other party seemed to have returned to normal, and the weirdness just now seemed to be his illusion.

"Then I'll go back first, so I won't disturb your rest."

Yan Qinghe noticed his sleepy eyes, and thoughtfully told him to go to bed and lie down, and then he went back the same way and climbed down the window.

But when he went down, he didn't take a few steps when a familiar figure turned around slowly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Yan Qinghe's smile also subsided.

And Sang Yi'an felt drowsy after experiencing what happened that night, and when he lay down to sleep, he had a peaceful night.

The next day, when he woke up, he found a bouquet of fresh roses placed beside his bed, placed in a delicate vase, with morning dew on it, it looked like it had just been plucked, and it was so beautiful .

He thought it was the servant who came to the room in the morning to put it, and it should be the roses picked in the manor, and he didn't take it seriously when he thought so.

It's just that he is going to prepare for the live broadcast today. The equipment he agreed with the housekeeper yesterday, the housekeeper has already installed it yesterday.

After he finished his lunch, he turned on his computer and started the live broadcast, and the netizens who heard the news all poured in.

[Woooooooooooo my wife is live streaming again! ! ]

[Unlucky, as soon as I came here, I saw a fan confession that your family above is a shemale anchor who died after seeing the light. ]

[I want to hear my wife's voice! ! ]

[One thing to say, have you found out which company the voice changer belongs to? ]

[To be honest, I asked many companies on Taobao and they didn’t have this kind. ]

……

Sang Yi'an didn't watch the barrage, but just routinely completed the necessary plots of the live broadcast.

Then he clicked on the game he played last time. The name of this game is "Copy of Life."

Because of horror and suspense, he has always been ranked first in the computer game rankings, and the game he recently broadcast live, because he thought it was very good last time, he basically started the live broadcast to explain this game.

It's just that he didn't expect that the great god would also go online as soon as he went online.

Then he immediately invited him to form a team together, Sang Yi'an didn't expect that the other party was there this time, thinking of the same thing last time, he wondered if the other party often played this game.

When he thought so, he clicked to agree.

The copy they played this time was an ancient script, and the background music sounded eerie in the house.

As for Yan Qingshen, who had settled some matters from the outside, the housekeeper graciously took his suit jacket when he came back.

He glanced upstairs indifferently, and asked inadvertently, "Where are the others?"

The housekeeper understood and knew that Yan Qingshen was Tisang Yi'an, so he said it was in the upstairs room.

Still staying in the room during the day.

Yan Qing frowned deeply, his sword eyebrows turned cold, and wanted to go upstairs to see what he was doing.

It's just that as soon as he opened the door, the room was extremely dark, with only a hint of green light and some strange background music.

When he walked in, he saw the boy playing a game, glanced at the bloody and violent screen, and a bunch of barrage.

[My wife is so powerful, she is not afraid at all. ]

[Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!The Great God is very fond of our wife, and his tone is indifferent and careless. ]

[Who doesn't like a wife with a sweet voice!] ! ]

He felt a little displeased, following the bullet screens, he noticed that the young man was steady, he didn't show any fear at all, on the contrary he was calm and composed.

The boy's expression was quiet, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

Seeing Sang Yi'an like this made his heart skip a beat.

I thought he was a timid little liar, but in a certain way, he was unimaginably daring.

But Sang Yi'an, who was caught in the game, noticed someone looking at him at a certain moment. He looked up in fright and saw Yan Qingshen's tightly retracted jaw. He didn't know how long he had been here, so he quickly turned the microphone turn off.

He opened his eyes wide and asked, "You're back."

Yan Qing nodded deeply, then walked to the window and opened the curtains, and the room was brightened instantly.

"Aren't you afraid of playing horror games so darkly?"

Sang Yi'an shook his head nervously, he didn't say much when he saw this, he just noticed that there was an extra rose beside his bed.

"I remember that you don't have this bouquet of flowers in your room."

Sang Yi'an didn't expect his insight to be so good, so he replied: "The servant should have added it for me, it looks pretty."

Yan Qingshen didn't speak, just glanced at him, and said with a light smile: "Then you continue to play, but you have to open the curtains, be careful of bad eyesight."

Sang Yi'an nodded to show that he knew.

Only then did Yan Qingshen leave satisfied, but "accidentally" broke the rose on his table when he left.

Water and roses fell to the ground in an instant, and the vase shattered.

Yan Qingshen immediately asked the servant outside to come in to clean up, then he lifted his legs and left slowly.

When he came to the housekeeper, Yan Qingshen, who had not changed his face just now, asked him to find out which servant was blind, who went in to put things without the master's consent.

His breath was so deep that the housekeeper didn't dare to say anything.

And Sang Yi'an had a great time these few days, playing games all day long, but sometimes Yan Qingshen would come over when he wasn't paying attention.

But the more times he did it, the less he cared.

It's just that after he finished playing the game today, a message came from his vx chat box, so he clicked to open it.

. : [Why don't you play a dungeon of creatures recently. ]

This is the great god who has been teaming up with him before, and he was contacted by a friend who joined after a fight

Sang Yi'an was embarrassed to reply: [I have something to do these days. ]

In fact, he was the one who played the game. Yan Qingshen once disliked it, and said that it was not good to play too many horror games, so he suggested that he change it.

Sang Yi'an was about to refuse, but Yan Qingshen recommended him to play a little game of smashing carrots and potatoes.

Sang Yi'an: "..."

Later, he was defeated by Yan Qingshen's eye attack, and he devoted himself to playing this stand-alone little game of smashing carrots and potatoes these days.

. :[Yeah? "]

Sang Yi'an didn't know what he meant by typing this sentence, so he felt guilty and dared not reply.

But the other party asked him: [Do you live in city S? ]

Sang Yi'an thought that he had accidentally leaked the address while playing games with them, [Yes. ]

. : [Then there is time to meet up some other day? ]

Faced with the other party's sudden request to meet Ji, although Sang Yi'an was grateful that the other party had been taking him to play games, he still refused.

But the other person also knew that he was a bit sudden, so he asked: [Then when will you go online and play together? ]

Sang Yi'an thought about it, picked a time slot when Yan Qingshen would not come back, and sent it to him.

It's just that as soon as he sent the message, he heard movement from downstairs. He switched off the chat device and walked out of the room.

And in a dark room, someone sneered: "Brother Jiang, I think my sister-in-law just doesn't want to meet you."

The man hiding in the darkness said coldly after a while, "Really?"

And Sang Yi'an, who had just walked to the railing on the second floor, saw Yan Qingshen sitting on the sofa with a serious face, and then several people nodded and bowed.

He didn't understand either, and wanted to go back, but unexpectedly, Yan Qingshen noticed him, and raised his hand to signal for him to come down.

He was stunned for a while, Yan Qingshen had never taken him out to introduce anyone.

But the other party told him to go down, and it was impossible for him not to go down, so he stepped on the steps and walked down step by step.

And the eyes of those nodding and flattering people lit up when they saw him coming down.

Then a middle-aged man said with ambiguous eyes: "No wonder Young Master Yan came to S City and refused to be accompanied by beauties. It turned out to be Jinwu Zangjiao."

Yan Qing smiled deeply and said nothing, then stretched out her hand for Sang Yi'an to sit beside him.

The middle-aged man saw that Yan Qingshen did not speak, and he was not sure what Young Master Yan was thinking, so he asked tentatively: "Since Young Master Yan has an appointment with a beautiful woman, let's make an appointment next time. I wonder if Young Master Yan will agree to it next time?" I am willing to show my face."

Yan Qing raised his eyelids when he heard the words deeply, the middle-aged man immediately understood his relaxed posture, so he obediently took his people away.

As soon as they left, there were only the two of them left in the hall. Sang Yi'an smelled alcohol on him.

I thought he must have come down from that wine table.

And Yan Qingshen rubbed his eyebrows and said, "You haven't slept yet."

Seeing his tired look, Sang Yi'an shook his head.

Then Yan Qingshen said: "Come back with me in two days."

They also know where to go back.

But Sang Yi'an asked cautiously: "Then when can I come back here?"

Yan Qing sneered deeply, the man who was still tired just now took a deep look at Sang Yi'an who was about to leave.

"I think I treat you very well. If you go to be a mannequin, you will be paid tens of thousands of dollars every month. It's better than being a mob-ridden anchor in a corner of the city."

But no matter how good he said, it was not worth mentioning to Sang Yi'an.

But Yan Qingshen saw his posture, and didn't know if he drank too much at the wine table before or what, the irritability in his heart made his eyes dark.

In the end, Yan Qingshen just said lightly: "We'll talk about it when the time comes."

Sang Yi'an thought that there was still room for things, and then stood up with frowning eyebrows, and because of the master's action, the sleeves were rolled up, revealing the fine white skin around the waist, like good butter, making people want to bite.

But Sang Yi'an didn't notice anything, and just returned to the room under Yan Qing's deep sight.

And the man behind him had dark eyes that seemed to be able to devour everything. ?