Bewitched as cannon fodder

Sang An didn't sleep well at night, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake in his sleep, he curled up into a ball uneasily.

When he woke up the next day, he told the system about it.

Maybe it's because the plot is about to end, and the time for the system to go online is getting more and more.

[Because of the plot, there is a slight turn. ]

The system checked the plot and found that the original plot was getting more and more biased, and Sang Yi'an was biting his bread, "What's wrong?"

The system sensed something was wrong, [It turns out that you told him the truth last night, according to the original plot, Yan Qinghe would not be able to stand and commit suicide by jumping off a building, but when I submitted this plot point, it actually showed failure. ]

"Then you mean he's not dead?"

When Sang Yi'an said this, he felt relieved. Although it was only a mission, but for inexplicably killing an innocent person, the guilt in his heart could always haunt him.

But the system is in the space, searching the data carefully, [It's strange, the plot is almost finished, and suddenly something goes wrong, I will study it again, and you should also pay attention to safety during this time. ]

Then the system quickly went offline again, and Sang Yi'an had just finished drinking the milk when he saw the doctor come out of the study.

Speaking of which, he hadn't been to the doctor's study for so long, so he didn't know what it was like inside.

Jiang Yubai sat in front of him, saw his eyes looking towards the study, and asked without changing his expression, "What's wrong?"

Sang Yi'an shook his head, but Jiang Yubai remembered something to remind him: "You'd better not go out recently, I saw the information on the Internet, I know it's you, you can't be that kind of person."

At the end of his speech, he put down the glass in his hand and continued in a cold voice: "But there are too many disputes on the Internet."

Sang Yi'an nodded in understanding, and since the plot is almost finished, these things have nothing to do with him.

He didn't take it to heart, and no matter how noisy the Internet was, he continued to live broadcast daily.

He waited until the live broadcast was finished and saw the amount of money in the backstage of the video for these days. He was thinking that these should be enough for his food and lodging expenses during this time.

He wanted to use the money to thank the doctor when he left, because the doctor was so kind after all.

He was grateful, but he didn't think that the good doctor he thought was sitting in the study at the moment, staring at him on the monitor with cold eyes.

A few days later, Sang Yi'an was playing games in his room when he heard movement outside the door. He thought it was the doctor coming back. He didn't even put on his shoes, so he wanted to go outside to meet the doctor.

But as soon as he walked into the living room, he noticed something was wrong, as if someone was constantly picking the lock.

He was so frightened that the next second, the originally solid door was kicked open by several armed bodyguards.

Then, I saw a familiar man walking out from behind the group of bodyguards.

"Long time no see, little rabbit."

The corners of Yan Qing's deep lips curled up into a pleasant smile, while Sang Yi'an's face suddenly turned pale.

But Yan Qingshen looked at him from top to bottom, and when he noticed the boy was not wearing shoes and had flawless white feet, his eyes darkened, his thin lips lifted, and he looked in a good mood.

Then, regardless of Sang Yi'an's wishes, she forcibly picked up the little rabbit, ignored him shivering in her arms, and then brought him back to her territory.

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Sang Yi'an, who was forcibly taken back, was arranged by Yan Qingshen in a dark room.

The room was very dark, and he curled up into a ball without a sense of security. He wondered helplessly in his heart if he was going to be dismembered.

But this idea was dispelled by the people who came in.

At first this person walked slowly, Sang Yi'an didn't hear the other person's words, didn't know who the other person was, so he could only crawl to the other corner little by little.

But as soon as he crawled over, he heard the familiar gentle voice of the other party, and his body froze.

"Yiyi."

He raised his head and looked forward in confusion, but unfortunately, the lights in the room were not turned on.

And the other party has also come to his side, touching his cheek with cold fingertips, "I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

Sang Yi'an still didn't understand what was going on in front of him, so he said blankly: "I...I am a man."

Unexpectedly, the other party laughed out loud, and said softly and with a bit of pity: "I know, you are a man."

"So you still refuse to say, do you miss me during this time?"

Seeing that Sang An didn't speak, he persistently wanted an explanation from him, and he stretched out his arms to hug Sang An, his tone still so gentle.

"I heard from my eldest brother that you have been with that doctor recently, so you have a new person, so you forget me? If that's the case, I will be very sad. "

Sang Yi'an didn't know how much Yan Qinghe knew, so he tried to explain something, but Yan Qinghe didn't give him a chance to explain.

He stretched out his index finger to point between his lips, and said softly, "Don't say anything I don't like."

"I want to know now, do you miss me?"

Sang Yi'an heard a trace of paranoia in his tone for no reason, thinking that he kept asking this, he whispered: "Think...Think about it a little bit."

His honest words made Yan Qing and the haze in his eyes calm down.

"I thought you were going to lie to me."

As long as he lied to him, he would hand him over to Yan Qingshen, who was watching the scene through the glass.

"Then "Yiyi" is wrong, I should call you An'an now, and I will take you out." He said so and wanted to take him out.

Sang An was overjoyed, thinking that he was going to let him out.

But he didn't expect that Yan Qinghe just took him out and locked him in another room.

Facing the young man's helpless and beautiful face, Yan Qinghe smiled slowly: "No way, An An, you will always be punished for lying."

So the door was closed, Yan Qinghe pulled him onto the bed, and said with interest: "I'm actually curious, what kind of body is An An as a boy."

Sang Yi'an blushed in embarrassment, "They're all men, they must be the same."

Unexpectedly, Yan Qinghe frowned and said, "It's different, An An is so white and looks so cute, maybe she's also cute inside."

Unexpectedly, he froze when he heard the gentle and jade-like young man in front of him say such savage words.

But in the next second, he felt his clothes being untied, and Yan Qinghe said obsessively in his voice: "An'an, you are so white, this place is still pink, will it turn red when I pinch it?"

He raised his head in disbelief and looked at Yan Qinghe, who seemed to be a different person, and then he suddenly "groaned".

Unexpectedly, Yan Qinghe, who has always been gentle, would treat him like this, his dull brain began to react, and he struggled violently.

"An'an, you have to be good."

The author says:

感谢在2022-04-2400:20:26~2022-04-2423:24:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Dabao; 1 bottle of Qingshan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?