Bewitched as cannon fodder

Sang Yi'an saw that the time was getting faster and faster, but he was still very shy in his heart, especially when he stood in front of the mirror and saw the heavy makeup painted on him by the system.

Although he looks different from usual, he is still very strange.

But when the system reminds that the time is coming, the villain doesn't like people who are not punctual.

Frightened by this reminder, he thought of the villain's methods, so he took a deep breath, and then hurriedly opened the door.

It may be that he was walking too fast, and he accidentally bumped into someone as soon as he got to the road.

it hurts.

His eyes were stained red by the pain, because he was too sensitive to pain, so he didn't go out much before.

"Are you ok?"

An honest and nervous male voice rang in his ears. He couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, and his head was still a little dazed, but when he thought of the location sent by the other party in the morning, he still hurried over.

"It's okay." The voice was timid.

And the hand that was holding him tightened his strength immediately, he exclaimed in fright, he wanted to tear away the other's hand.

But he didn't want the other party to step forward and ask, "You are so white, little sister, do you have an appointment?"

Sang Yi'an's pupils stood up, looking at the gentle elite man in front of him, he actually said such obscene words.

He stomped on the other party heavily, and then took advantage of the other party's exclamation and said angrily, "Spicy chicken, shameless."

Then turned around and ran away.

And the man behind him showed an obsessed look, "It's so pretty, blushing."

Especially when she was angry, her pretty face flushed red.

Faced with this little episode, Sang Yi'an didn't take it seriously, and finally came to the door of the restaurant that the other party had reserved.

When the doorman waiting at the door saw Sang Yi'an, his eyes lit up, and he approached attentively and asked, "Hello, miss, do you have a reservation?"

Faced with the other party's movements of wanting to get closer, Sang Yi'an took a step back anxiously, and then said the reserved box.

After the doorman heard it, he kept the service etiquette and took him there, but if he could ignore the fiery eyes that peeked at him along the way.

Sang Yi'an didn't like this kind of look, so he rarely went out in his previous life. If he hadn't traveled through time to do heavy work, he thought he probably wouldn't go out in the future.

He finally came to the door of the box, and the system prompted that the villain was inside.

He trembled all over, thinking that he saw the scene of being dismembered by the villain.

It happened that his mobile phone also lit up a message prompt, obviously the other party asked him where he was.

He tightened his grip, thinking that he wouldn't be ripped apart by the villain anyway, so he pushed open the door forcefully.

As soon as he opened the door and entered, he saw a gentle, elegant and handsome man sitting at the edge of the table, and when he saw him, he smiled in surprise.

"Yiyi."

He stepped forward cautiously, with love for him in his eyes, and then smiled obsessively and said, "Yiyi, you look better than the one in the live broadcast."

"Sure enough, those people are all spreading rumors. You are so popular."

Sang Yi'an was uncomfortable after hearing this, but Yan Qinghe continued to say unrelentingly: "Then Yiyi, are you hungry, or serve the food now."

He nodded nervously, and when Yan Qinghe heard the response from his sweetheart, his whole brows and eyes were filled with smiles, and then he was notified to serve the food, and by the way, he said to a dark place in the corner: "Brother, I said, why is Yiyi those people on the Internet?" It looks like she is talking nonsense, she is so cute."

When he mentions cuteness, the corners of his lips are raised.

When Sang Yi'an heard his words, his heart suddenly tightened, and then he glanced at the anti-social villain sitting on the sofa.

Then he heard a deep smile from the sofa: "It's really 'beautiful'."

For some reason, he seemed to hear him emphasize the last two words.

And the villain who had been hiding in the corner also came out in a well-dressed manner.

Suits and leather shoes, gentle and handsome, especially wearing a pair of harmless gold-rimmed glasses, with an amiable smile on his lips.

He stretched out his hand: "My name is Yan Qingshen, hello."

Sang Yi'an raised his heart and looked at his bony palms. When he thought that such hands carelessly cut him into pieces like chopping vegetables, he broke into a cold sweat.

"Hello." His voice made the system change, and he was afraid of being seen through.

But because of his fearful emotion, the soft tone was stained with an indeterminate vibrato.

But Yan Qingshen didn't seem to notice it. While talking with Yan Qinghe at the dinner table, he didn't forget to ask about things on the Internet.

But before he could speak, Yan Qinghe rushed to defend and said: "Those people are all jealous of Yiyi."

While saying this angrily, he still didn't forget to bring some food for Sang Yi'an, but Yan Qingshen just smiled lightly and said, "Indeed."

"After all, Yiyi is beautiful and very white." When he said this, his voice was as slow and moving as a cello, and the sincere tone of praise made people blush and heartbeat.

But Sang Yi'an knew that the other party was not complimenting him at all, because when he met his eyes, the coldness that could not be ignored through the gold-rimmed glasses.

But Yan Qinghe couldn't tell, she just felt that Yiyi was so good-looking that even her always picky elder brother could praise her.

He couldn't help being happy for Yiyi.

In this way, the eldest brother will definitely not object to him being with Yiyi.

But in fact, Sang Yi'an was sitting on pins and needles, eating the dishes that Yan Qinghe had brought, feeling uneasy.

But the other party finished that sentence without saying a word the whole time, which made him feel great pressure.

So he pretended to go to the toilet halfway, and then went to the toilet to see the men's and women's toilets, and decisively chose the men's toilet.

Although he is dressed as a woman, he is a man.

So he resolutely entered the men's room, and when he carefully opened the door of the toilet and was about to go in, he heard someone behind him ask suspiciously, "Why did you come to the men's room?"

After he turned around in fright, he saw Yan Qingshen who was eating in the private room in front of him, with a smile still on his lips, but he always felt that he had malicious intentions.

But he could only stumble and say, "I...I made a mistake."

His pretty face was flushed and he was about to turn around and go to another toilet, but as soon as he walked out, the other party smiled behind him and said, "I forgot to say that your eyes are beautiful."

Facing the sudden compliment, he was a little stunned, but he still remained polite and tentatively said, "Thank you."

But he didn't know where this sentence hit the other party. He only saw his handsome face close to him, and said a harmless sentence with a happy expression: "Pretty ones are very suitable for making specimens."

"Especially the way you're panicking right now."

This sentence woke him up, he pretended not to know his danger, and said bravely, "Thank you."

Sang Yi'an followed a little rabbit in a panic, wearing an ill-fitting white dress and heavy makeup, his pitiful eyeballs looked at Yan Qingshen in fear

Then I found another excuse and ran away.

When Yan Qingshen saw Sang Yi'an who was fleeing in front of him, the smile on his lips deepened a lot, but his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were still cold.

And when Sang Yi'an returned to the box, he found that the other party had already returned, sitting on the host's seat, and even smiled at him.

His hairs started to stand up immediately, and when the group of them were about to finish eating, Yan Qingshen suddenly said something.

"Yiyi, do you want to follow me?"

The people at the dining table immediately fell silent. Before Sang Yi'an could speak, Yan Qinghe frowned and said, "Brother!"

Yan Qingshen continued noncommittally, "I just want Yiyi to do me a favor. I have a friend who is a painter and is very picky. I haven't been able to find a suitable model, so I want to ask Yiyi if she would like to."

When he said this slowly, the knife and fork in his hand was skillfully cutting the steak, as if his hand was a work of art, and his whole person was like a feast of a wealthy family, elegant and luxurious.

"But I don't think Yiyi is a suitable model for you." Yan Qinghe selfishly doesn't want Yiyi to be a mannequin, because Yiyi belongs to him and cannot be shown to others.

And Sang Yi'an also nodded his head, saying no.

Facing his refusal, Yan Qingshen didn't get angry, just calmly as if discussing a business.

"Originally, if Yiyi was willing, I also wanted my friend's original monthly salary to be transferred to 20 once a month, and it was only serious art. The painter is also my friend. Qinghe can also visit at any time, of course. Yiyi, you can think about it, I won't force you."

He said a good idea for him.

Moreover, he also proposed, "You go to our side, and Qinghe can see you at any time, Qinghe will be very happy."

Yan Qinghe heard that his elder brother was really thinking about Yiyi, and he was still complaining in his heart, but when he heard what he said, he felt that he was sorry for his elder brother.

Then he also wanted to know what Yiyi thought.

If Yiyi is willing, wouldn't it be possible for Yiyi to go home with him and return to S City.

Excitement suddenly surged in his heart.

It's a pity that Sang Yi'an still shook his head firmly and refused.

Just kidding, he doesn't want to get close to the villain, he just needs to complete his task step by step.

Yanqing and discouraged, but also understand him, and the person who raised this topic in the first place did not say a word, like a bystander.

Until he accompanied Yan Qinghe to send Sang Yi'an to his place of residence, he looked at Yan Qinghe who came back and said inadvertently: "I think he looks okay, not like those rumors on the Internet, but he seems to treat you very well. Afraid."

Yan Qinghe thought of what he said to him before, and then explained: "He is afraid of strangers."

He looked at the dark scenery around him, the curvature of his lips remained unchanged, his fingers with sharp knuckles tapped on the car window, and his whole body was in the black shadows, and he said meaningfully, "I'm afraid of strangers."

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Sang Yi'an was going home when he saw the progress bar go up, and then patted his chest with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I didn't notice it."

The system responded immediately: [Well, it's okay. ]

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

"Sang Yi'an, what are you going to do? You won't be broadcasting live these days. I tell you that black is black and red. The company has told the outside world that you will be live broadcasting at [-] o'clock today. Hurry up and work for me."

The other side didn't care about him, and hung up the phone on their own, leaving Sang Yi'an scratching his head and looking at the computer.

"Forget it, if you are scolded, you will be scolded."

Anyway, it was just a mission, he kept thinking like this, and then turned on his live broadcast, but his live video was not on, it was pitch black, and at this moment, the barrage of curses flooded into his eyes.

He was so scared that he turned off the live broadcast, and then said timidly after being frightened: "I suddenly felt that I could be a mannequin."

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