Bewitched as cannon fodder

The breeze blowing the curtains in the house at the beginning of the month, Sang Yi'an was admiring the scenery of the manor outside on the balcony, when he received a call from Lai Yan Qinghe.

It has been several days since he climbed the window last time, and Yan Qinghe hasn't contacted him during this time.

He answered the phone hesitantly, only to hear Yan Qinghe's voice hoarse, but his tone was still so gentle.

"Yiyi, I miss you so much, my elder brother locked me up."

"But I just want to see you."

He seemed to be hiding in a corner, his voice was extremely suppressed, and his tone was also pitiful.

Sang Yi'an asked him distressedly: "Where are you now? Qinghe."

Yan Qinghe felt Sang Yi'an's caring response, and his agitated expression caused the wound on his body from the previous few days to burst open, and the blood stained the gauze, but he didn't notice it, and only had the person he liked in his heart.

"Yiyi, I don't know where I am, but it's good if you can care about me. Be careful with my brother, he's a bad guy."

Before Sang Yi'an could react to Yan Qinghe's words, his mobile phone was suddenly taken away.

He looked up in astonishment, and saw Yan Qingshen came back at some point, and he didn't know how much he had heard, and the voice on the other end of the phone was still telling him to be careful.

Yan Qing sneered deeply, and then immediately hung up the phone regardless of the other party's reaction, and then threw the phone to Sang Yi'an.

"My younger brother is undergoing treatment recently, and he has some psychological problems. You don't have to worry."

His words made Sang Yi'an's heart tighten, and Yan Qingshen knew him very well, glanced at his frightened expression, sat on the sofa beside him and said, "Why do you believe what he said, thinking that I will hurt you?" you."

Sang Yi'an quickly shook his head, and said timidly, "No."

But Yan Qingshen just smiled, "Actually, I really wanted to do something to you at first, after all, I hate being cheated the most."

As he spoke, he picked up the fruit knife on the case table, his tone was as cold and sharp as this one, which made Sang Yi'an uneasy.

His back straightened involuntarily, his palms were clenched tightly, and he didn't dare to look at the man as he lowered his head.

But Yan Qingshen showed a playful smile and leaned back, "But I think you are very interesting now, so I can keep you."

After all, his idiot brother had always admired him.

He was thinking casually, while Sang Yi'an lowered his head very low, because he felt the other party's aura was strong, as if it was suffocating.

"So, being a good boy is all good."

He finished these words in a leisurely manner, then stood up and said: "I have a banquet tonight, you are with me, the clothes have been delivered, and the makeup artist will come later."

Sang Yi'an's beautiful pupils were full of anxiety, he wanted to refuse, but when he stepped into the opponent's trap, he couldn't break free.

Yan Qingshen asked the housekeeper to bring the clothes over. He took a look at a long green dress with scales shining on the hem, which was very valuable at first glance.

But he pursed his lips firmly, "Why is it women's clothing?"

Yan Qing heard the words deeply, but said with a light smile: "I think it suits you very well."

The boy was wearing an inappropriate skirt, it was inconvenient to walk around, he was too timid to talk to others, his pupils were as beautiful as jewels, and he could only rely on the man beside him.

Seeing that Sang Yi'an was still motionless, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

Before Sang Yi'an could refuse, he picked up the dress by himself and brought it in front of him.

Sang Yi'an panicked and didn't care about anything else, he could only grab the skirt, glared at him, and ran to the bathroom to change it.

But his stare didn't have any power at all, instead he looked like a kitten, making people's hearts tickle.

"The villain of the system is good or bad!!"

Sang Yi'an complained to the system in the bathroom angrily, but the system comforted him.

[Villains have bad tastes, as long as they don't want to kill you in advance, that's fine. ]

"But I'm a man!! I've worn women's clothing several times in this world." His tone was pitiful and aggrieved, making it difficult to coax him.

[It's okay, you can rest assured that you won't be allowed to wear women's clothing in the next world. ]

Under the system's reassurance, Sang Yi'an reluctantly put on the green skirt. He didn't know how Yan Qingshen chose it, and it fit very well.

It's just that there's something wrong with the chest.

While Sang Yi'an was thinking, Yan Qingshen from outside handed him something outside, and he took it over to take a look, and found that it was a breast pad.

His face and neck were flushed, he bit his lower lip, he didn't expect the villain to be so perverted.

And when he spent more than half an hour inside, Yan Qingshen began to call him impatiently, and he came out reluctantly.

When he came in front of him, Yan Qingshen looked normal, but his throat rolled slightly.

Then he asked to wait below until the makeup artist came to give him makeup.

The makeup artist is a petite girl. When she saw him, she couldn't help admiring his beauty, and then noticed that his skin was very delicate, and only needed a few casual touches.

So makeup is quick, less than an hour.

Yan Qing was surprised so quickly, but when he saw the slim, delicate and beautiful "girl" standing in front of him, she was like a princess in the deep palace, pampered and ignorant of the world, with a kind of innocent beauty.

He suddenly felt regretful.

The person in front of him should be suitable for hiding in a golden cage, and should not be placed outside to be coveted by others.

But it was useless for him to regret, he could only smile lightly, let him hold his arm, and accompany him to the banquet.

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At the banquet, cups of wine were mixed, and all the glamorous people were chatting and chatting on the facade.

As soon as Sang An and the others entered, there was quite a commotion. Sang An noticed that the middle-aged man he had seen a few days ago was also at the banquet.

As soon as the other party saw them, they immediately held a glass of wine to offer courtesy, "I didn't expect Young Master Yan to bring beauties to the banquet this time."

Yan Qing smiled lightly, and asked Sang Yi'an to sit on the opposite sofa and not to wander around.

After ordering all this, he began to talk with people.

Sang Yi was at ease, so he came to sit on the sofa in the corner, but as soon as he sat on it, someone started to strike up a conversation with him.

The visitor noticed Sang Yi'an from the very beginning, and then, under someone's ambiguous eyes, he came to the beauty with a goblet.

"This lady is so beautiful, I don't know her last name."

Seeing that he didn't mean anything malicious, Sang Yi'an obediently said, "My name is Yiyi."

A smile appeared on the handsome face of the man, "Yiyi, what a name."

And a good friend who followed him happened to say: "Hey! The anchor I followed a few days ago is also called Yiyi."

Another person sneered, "It's that transvestite anchor."

That person was anxious, "My Yiyi family has a sweet voice, those people are all spreading rumors."

Sang Yi'an didn't expect to meet his fans when he came here, and the man felt a little embarrassed. When he turned around to persuade the fight, Sang Yi'an had already quietly moved to another place to stay.

He came to a balcony, there were only a few lights on the balcony, but the place was in a corner, and few people noticed it.

There happened to be a sofa on the balcony, so he sat on it, and when he sat on it, he found that there seemed to be a familiar person at the banquet.

That person didn't wear a white coat today, and he was dressed in a black suit. He looked unattainable, and his cold and distant posture seemed unattractive from a distance.

Xu Shi paid attention to his gaze, the other party glanced over coldly, and found that it was Sang Yi'an, his gaze froze slightly.

And Sang Yi'an thought about the appearance of women's clothing today, and the last time he saw him in men's clothing, he lowered his head guilty, afraid of being exposed by him.

As a result, he came to whatever he was afraid of. The opponent's pace was very light, but also very fast.

"Excuse me, is there anyone here?"

There was a faint clear voice from above, and he could only hope that the other party didn't know him, and then he pretended nothing happened and nodded.

Unexpectedly, the other party sat down directly, but the moment his heart arose, the other party asked him again: "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Sang Yi'an smiled and said, "I don't know you."

He quietly looked up and down the other person's eyes, but he didn't want the other person's eyes to fall on him.

His face suddenly turned red, thinking he couldn't stay here any longer, so he pretended that he had something to do and wanted to take a step ahead.

But he got up too fast, as if he stepped on something, and when he was about to slip, he was pulled up.

There was a hint of clear sandalwood fragrance on the man's body, which made him stunned for a while, but when he found himself lying in the other's arms, he quickly pulled away the other's hand, "I'm sorry, thank you, sir."

But when he was thanking him, he felt that the other party's eyes were strange. He was stunned, and suddenly a cold wind hit him, and he felt as if a cold wind was blowing through his chest.

Cold wind, normal...! !

He opened his eyes wide, and quickly realized that something was wrong. As soon as he lowered his head, he found that the other side of him was flat! ! !

Just when he was stunned, he found that the other party seemed to be holding something in his hand. When he took a closer look, he died on the spot.

And the other party also realized something, the alienated and indifferent eyes also moved away from his sight, and then, under Sang Yi'an's embarrassing appearance not daring to see others, he unbuttoned his suit jacket and put it on him.

Returning the things in his hand to Sang Yi'an, he explained to him in a cold voice: "I'll take you to the toilet to change it."

In this way, Sang Yi'an, led by the other party, came to the toilet cubicle.

He also quickly regained his sanity along the way, trying to figure out the other party's expression along the way, and found that the other party didn't care at all, and was still so alienated and cold.

Even when helping him change the chest pad in the toilet cubicle, it looked so unattainable.

It's just that when his cold fingertips touched the delicate and smooth skin, his brows and eyes could not help but flinch.

And the man lowered his eyes, looking at the sensitive and shy young man in his palm.

In this small space, he was obviously too shy, and his face and neck were pink and cute, but he still trusted this "doctor" who had only met once, endured his own sensitivity, and his eyes were clear and beautiful like those in an auction house. most expensive gemstone.

After he adjusted everything with the help of the man, the man brought him out. Sang Yi'an wanted to thank him, and asked his name by the way.

But he didn't expect that when he just walked out, someone called him, and when he turned around, he saw Yan Qingshen striding over with an unclear expression.

His eyes were cold, but the moment he approached, he asked him in a low voice, "Where have you been, and whose coat is it?"

Sang Yi'an opened his mouth, but found that the man beside him had left at some point.

The author says:

Jiang Yubai: It's another day to see my wife!He just didn't know that his wife loved women's clothing, so he must be very happy if he could give his wife more women's clothing next time.

The system said without a word: If you really send it away, my host will definitely not want to see you again. ?