Bewitched as cannon fodder

Sang Yi'an looked at him nervously and confused, and Fu Qing also realized that what he said was a bit outrageous, but for Sang Yi'an.

His fists were clenched so tightly that he couldn't let go.

Sang Yi'an looked at Fu Qing with his beautiful eyes, and saw that his face was lowered, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he explained in a low voice: "I am not in a relationship with Xun You, I will not be with him, nor will I be with him. would be with anyone."

He thought what he said was decisive enough, but Fu Qing was holding back something, and when he looked up, he saw his eyes looking at Sang Yi'an with hurt eyes. Sang Yi'an couldn't bear his eyes, he felt like a little furry The dog looked at him and stammered, "Anyway, take care of yourself first, and I won't be with anyone."

After Sang Yi'an said this, he didn't dare to look at Fu Qing's expression, and turned to leave the ward.

And after he left, his mother also came back from the outside, and found her son looked decadent, she stepped forward to him distressedly and asked, "Son, what's wrong with you?"

On the other side, when Sang Yi'an came out of the hospital, Xun You called him and asked where he was?

Sang Yi'an said, "I'm in the hospital, what's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, Xun You turned the pen in his hand and asked in a deep voice, "Are you going to see Fu Qing?"

"Yeah! He needs a roommate anyway, so we must see if he is in good health?"

Originally just wanted to watch it.

But she didn't expect Fu Qing to confess her love to him.

Sang Yi'an thought of Fu Qing's original lazy attitude, and there would be a day when he would solemnly confess to him.

When he thought of this, he just stopped the taxi and was about to go back to school, but when he opened the door, he smelled an unspeakable smell the moment he entered, like alcohol mixed with the scent of gardenias. He couldn't describe the feeling.

In the next second, the beautiful eyes saw the person sitting in the co-pilot in disbelief.

The man who was as gentle as the warm winter sun slowly turned around and greeted him, "Little lamb."

In an instant, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the unanswered mobile phone was gently hung up.

The originally sunny weather did not know when it would rain, and finally turned into a downpour.

When Sang Yi'an woke up, he was awakened by the sound of rain. He felt like there was a lump of pulp in his mind, which made him have a splitting headache. When he regained consciousness, he supported the bed with his hands and straightened up a little. The sound of raindrops is outside.

The transparent floor-to-ceiling windows came into his eyes just like that, and he saw heavy rain hitting the window, and when he got up in a daze and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see clearly that the surrounding mountains were surrounded by green plants all over the hillside , but because of the rain, the green plants and some flowers were dying and falling down.

Sang Yi'an stared blankly at the environment in front of him, and tightened his hand covering the French window uneasily, but at this moment, the system reminded him, [The room is under surveillance, be careful. ]

Originally hesitant, he began to get nervous, and he asked the system cautiously in his mind, "Where is this place, did Wen Zehan bring me here to lock me up?"

The young man was nervous, and his beautiful blond hair was as beautiful and eye-catching as usual in this bedroom.

[He may want to take revenge on you, be good, he may not do anything to you, and when you fainted, Xun You already knew that something happened to you, and the protagonist will come to rescue you. ]

[Be good, he won't hurt you. ]

After the system finished speaking this sentence firmly, it went offline again.

He was left alone in this room uneasy, perhaps because he was too scared, he began to look at the furnishings in the room to divert his fear.

The interior decoration is in British style, with a few retro old photos hanging on the wall, and a brown antler inlaid in the corner.

Just as he was focusing on the antler, the lights in the entrance suddenly turned on. He was so frightened that he looked over and saw Wen Zehan coming over at some point.

Today, he was wearing a blue vest with a white shirt inside, which was pulled up by him, exposing the wrist at the bone, and he strolled in front of him, his face still gentle and handsome.

"Wake up, how does the little lamb feel?"

Sang Yi'an's eyes showed anxiety, and he took a few steps back, but Wen Zehan didn't take it seriously, "Looking at you like this, you should feel fine, after all, the medicine I took is not too heavy."

"Why did you tie me up here, and where is it?"

His tone was submissive, because he knew the danger factor of the other party, and the last time he tricked him into wearing a sailor suit.

His originally angry gaze met those gentle and tiresome eyes, and all his arrogance dissipated.

But Wen Zehan came to him slowly, the smile on his lips seemed to have never disappeared since he entered the door, and he glanced at the scenery by the French windows.

He chuckled softly: "This is a small island, very remote, so remote that no one can find you."

As soon as Wen Zehan said these words, Sang Yi'an's face became terrified, and he had expected it a long time ago, admiring the little lamb's fear, and he still didn't forget to say in his ear: "Since you are awake, I will take you with you." Look at my masterpiece."

Wen Zehan's tone was natural, as if the "masterpiece" in his words was just an ordinary work of art, but only Sang Yi'an understood that in the original plot, his so-called "masterpieces" were those who died under his boring design, leaving Some of the so-called "collections."

When Sang Yi'an thought of this, his appetite turned sour, and he wanted to refuse, but Wen Zehan, who made the decision, would not allow anyone to disobey his choice, especially if his little lamb knew something.

When he thought of this, he stretched out his fingertips to touch his lips without any doubt, and his tone was soft like a good teacher, "Be more obedient."

The cold touch made him shiver, and he also thought that the system made him pretend to be good, so he tremblingly agreed to his request just to be safe.

Wen Zehan smiled, and then brought Sang Yi'an out. The air outside was quiet, and the spacious corridor seemed to be empty, which made him feel dull, but Wen Zehan didn't respond at all, took his hand, and led him to the to the basement.

The cold skin intersected, and Sang Yi'an instinctively wanted to push him away, but Wen Zehan held his hand tightly with a strong attitude, feeling the warm temperature in the palm of his hand. Wen Zehan did not forget to tease, "Little The lamb is so gentle."

As he spoke, he did not forget to raise his hand, which made Sang Yi'an dare not look at him, but Wen Zehan asked curiously, as if he was looking at a soft little creature, "The palm is so soft and warm, where else is it?" I don't know if it will be very warm."

Sang An looked at him in embarrassment, but Wen Zehan quickly took him to the basement, and when Sang An saw the assortment of cabinets full of utensils, his pupils couldn't help but widen, like a frightened animal .

Especially when he looked at something soaked in the container, he felt more and more nausea in his stomach.

But Wen Zehan introduced all this to him with great interest, "This is all my masterpiece." ", there are still a few rooms inside, I will take you in and have a look."

Sang Yi'an raised his hand to refuse, and his face turned pale, but Wen Zehan said with a warm smile: "Why does the little lamb feel so scared? Does it know what's inside? Why is it so resistant."

At the end of his speech, there was a hint of weirdness in the rising excitement in his voice.

And Sang Yi'an's face was pale and uncomfortable, and then Wen Zehan half-closed his eyes and woke up, wanting to say something more.

"Wow…"

Sang Yi'an, who couldn't take it anymore, vomited out, but Wen Zehan, who was very close to him, was unfortunately stained with his vomit on the bottom of his trousers.

Sang Yi'an squatted up uncomfortably, because he thought of a section in the plot that described the villain's "masterpiece", "the eyes of a dead man in despair."

And the rows of containers soaked in the dye, some are the eyes of dead people.

So the more he thought about it, the more disgusting Sang Yi'an, and hearing that the villain wanted him to go in and have a look, he couldn't stand it anymore.

As for Wen Zehan, who was unfortunately spit to the bottom of his trousers, his original smile also disappeared a little, but when Sang Yi'an raised his head in fear, those eyes stained with water, the helplessness and uneasiness that could not be rejected, all of a sudden The son made Wen Zehan's heart agitated.

So he endured the smell, took his dear little lamb back upstairs, and then called his men to deal with the vomit.

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When Wen Zehan returned to the bedroom, he asked someone to cook porridge, but Sang Yi'an's face was still pale and sad, and what made him even more sad was Wen Zehan's eyes, which kept staring at him.

And he could feel Wen Zehan's excited breath, he tried hard to recover his emotions, "I want to sleep, can I?"

He didn't know why Wen Zehan looked at him so excitedly all of a sudden, maybe he wanted to kill him with his hands!

The more Sang Yi'an thought about it, the more worried he became.

And Wen Zehan said softly, "Then go to sleep!"

Ke Sang Yi'an looked at him hesitantly, "Then can you go out while I'm sleeping? I can't sleep with someone next to me."

His tone was very light, and he was afraid of offending the other party, but Wen Zehan asked him nonchalantly: "But I want to see you."

Wen Zehan's tone was still soft, but Sang Yi'an felt that his skin was getting goosebumps, he looked at Wen Zehan tremblingly, those beautiful eyes looked at him uneasily, still trying to let him go out.

But he didn't know that the more this happened, the more excited Wen Zehan became.

Wen Zehan has always had a hobby. He likes to watch people cry, especially the kind of desperate crying, which is what excites him the most in his boring life.

But Sang Yi'an was different, he found that when he was simply afraid, his eyes would show a little steam, and he would feel the excitement in his bones, which made him more and more obsessed.

Therefore, when Sang Yi'an begged the other party to leave with this gesture, it could only increase the other party's obsession.

"Little lamb, has anyone told you that you look beautiful when you cry?"

Hearing this, his slender eyelashes trembled, as if something broke free in the air and was pressing towards him step by step.

"I don't know what you said." Facing his sudden words, Sang Yi'an decided not to pay attention, but Wen Zehan became more and more indulgent.

"I really like the little lamb more and more. I also like these eyes. I want to keep it."

Sang Yi'an heard the seriousness in his tone, and he backed away in fear, because he heard that he seemed to be serious about him.

The frightened Sang Yi'an immediately called the system, and the system sensed that the red light indicating that the host was in danger was on, and then went online immediately.

"System, what should I do? He wants my eyes."

The system didn't expect the villain to be so insane, he exclaimed, and then suggested, "Host, you stabilize him first, I'll find props to save you now."

Sang Yi'an watched nervously. Wen Zehan, who had already torn off the gentle surface, spoke in a gentle tone that made the scalp tingle, "I'll give you an anesthetic later, it won't hurt."

Then he took out his mobile phone, as if he was ordering something, but after a while, several men in black came in with a tray in their hands, and when Wen Zehan got up and lifted the red cloth on it, a cold syringe appeared in front of him.

The beautiful jewel-like eyes were filled with water vapor at the moment, Sang Yi'an subconsciously bit his lower lip, obviously terrified, but when the other party got closer and closer, he suddenly stopped Wen Zehan, and said nervously: "Wait Wait! Don't you like me? How about you be my boyfriend. "

Wen Zehan froze while holding the needle, then he bent down and raised his chin with the other hand, but Sang Yi'an still said fearlessly: "Anyway, you didn't say you liked me just now, then we Just fall in love and then..."

The more he talked, the more nervous he became, but Wen Zehan heard what he said, squatted down, and asked him carefully, "Dating, what is that?"

Sang Yi'an's eyes widened, as if he had found the hope of survival, he said in an uncertain tone: "After falling in love, we will be together."

Wen Zehan who heard this said, like a child who got a novelty toy, said amusedly: "Then let's fall in love."

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On the other side, Xun You found out that Sang Yi'an had been kidnapped, so he immediately started looking for Sang Yi'an through his contacts.

And the eyes that were originally calm are now a little scarlet, he absolutely does not allow Sang Yi'an to be in someone else's hands.

His news came quickly, "Sir, we found the other party's license plate through the hospital's surveillance, but when we caught up, he was already dead, but we found out that a sum of money was charged to his account not long ago Go in, and that person's account is abroad, we are still investigating, and the results will be out tonight."

Xun You's face was so gloomy that the subordinates who came in dared not speak out, but Xun You thought of something, tapped the cold table with his fingertips, "Go and investigate the real estate under Wen Zehan's hands, including the people close to him."

The subordinate received the order and said hesitantly: "But we checked it once before, this..."

Before he finished speaking, he shuddered in fright at his death eyes, and then walked out of the office tremblingly.

And when he walked out, several people gathered around a corner, and said with lingering fear: "What is the origin of our boss, this aura is too scary."

"Our boss has always been quite mysterious. I didn't expect the boss to come over in the past few years, but he looks so young and handsome, but it's a pity that his aura is too cold."

"Who says no, hey, let's work quickly."

……

On an unknown island, in a hidden villa.

Ever since he talked about falling in love that day, Wen Zehan seemed to be obsessed, staying by his side every day, and then he didn't know where he learned the skills of falling in love.

It is said that from the beginning of a relationship, it is to send a bouquet of flowers.

So every morning when he woke up, he saw Wen Zehan standing beside his bed, and then gave him flowers.

He didn't quite get used to it at first, but Wen Zehan seemed to be addicted to it. The cabinets in the study room were filled with books on pharmacology and medical techniques, but when he broke in one time, he found a corner of the bookcase. Actually placed the basic love books.

And Wen Zehan noticed his gaze, and said in a natural tone: "I think there are some truths in the book."

Sang Yi'an didn't expect that he would still believe in this kind of thing, but Wen Zehan was so full of truth, even when he read the book that said, "Lovers have a good morning kiss and a good night kiss"

Wen Zehan held the book in his hand, pointed at the content, and asked for a kiss as it should be. Sang Yi'an thought that he was pretending to be in love with him, so he couldn't refuse a kiss on his forehead.

Maybe it was because the kiss was too light, Sang Yi'an noticed that his eyes, which were always gentle, seemed to be showing a little strangeness and stiffness at this moment.

Also because of this kiss, the tall and stern man lowered his haughty head in front of the boy's good night kiss, just to get a boy's kiss, and his palms were unconsciously clenched, a drop of sweat, I don't know when dripped on the floor.

In the dark night that no one knows, some people's hearts are beating.

But Wen Zehan also had fun, taking Sang Yi'an around the villa, and the dark and damp basement became a place they often visited.

It's called a dating venue.

But whose dating venue is the basement.

But Wen Zehan read in the book that if you like someone, you have to reveal your hobbies to your lover.

Therefore, the basement's own "masterpiece" should be accepted by the lover and admired together with him.

At first, Sang Yi'an was still not used to it, but Wen Zehan wanted to share everything with Sang Yi'an, and said softly: "This is all mine, but it will be you and mine in the future."

Then he thought of something, and suddenly pulled Sang Yi'an to a row of cabinets, pointing to a hand that was soaked in a container, but it was well maintained and the original palm could still be seen.

He said softly: "Do you still remember Zhang Wu who harassed you? His hand is here."

Sang Yi'an couldn't believe it. He covered his mouth with his hands and said, "You...you...."

There was a hint of disdain in Wen Zehan's gentle words, which was malice towards the deceased, "He was originally a masterpiece I picked, but who knows one day he will do something to you, I am a little angry, but I didn't expect to make you that The good roommate ran into him, and Fu Qing had an argument with him, and then accidentally pushed him, Zhang Wu fainted, and you will know the rest."

The more he listened, he felt a cold sweat behind his back, but Wen Zehan felt that he deserved it, "Your roommate probably thought he did this, but no one would know the truth."

He looked rather proud, but Sang An'an's face turned pale when he said it, and Sang An'an, who was about to vomit again, was sent back upstairs by Wen Zehan.

Wen Zehan, who stayed behind, was dissatisfied, and his gentle face was now covered with a ferocious smile, "Since you can't please my lover, then you are useless."

The next day, Sang Yi'an learned that the basement was on fire, but when he knew all this, Wen Zehan hugged him, fantasizing about the future of the two of them, "An'an, you said we'd get married in a few days, okay? "

"At that time, you will have another daughter. We are a family of three, and we are the favorite family."

Regarding Wen Zehan's imaginings, Sang Yi'an could only keep saying, "I'm a man, so I can't have children."

But Wen Zehan seemed to be trapped in his own imagination, and said in a low voice: "No, no, An An, you can give birth, we will have a daughter."

Sang Yi'an thought he was talking nonsense, but what he said next made him feel uncomfortable saying to him, "You can live after giving birth to a daughter, my mother died after giving birth to me, but my mother died It's a happy time."

Wen Zehan's original gentle appearance seemed to be covered with a fake smile. Sang Yi'an didn't know why, but wanted to reach out to comfort him, "I won't die, as long as you don't have such weird thoughts, it will be fine. By the way, I'm so hungry, aren't you learning how to cook recently? Can you teach me."

Sang Yi'an really wanted him to change his mood, but he didn't know that the corners of Wen Zehan's lips evoked a satisfied smile where no one could see.

His little lamb is so stupid, how can he have sympathy for a madman.

But such a little lamb is too cute.

When he was thinking this way, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, and a crazy and distorted woman shouted in his ear.

"You were born by me. If I'm a psychopath or a lunatic, then you are also a lunatic. We have the same blood."

I'm crazy, but I have a little lamb all to myself.

Wen Zehan thought with satisfaction, but something happened unexpectedly. When he wanted to set up a flower garden outside the villa for Sang Yi'an, the rose seeds inside had already been planted.

This is Sang Yi'an accidentally saying that he wants to see roses.

Knowing his favorite Wen Zehan, she immediately planted rose seeds, waiting for the next year to bloom and surprise him.

The more Wen Zehan thought about it, the smile on his lips became softer, but he was in such a good mood until he saw the intruder, and he no longer had such a good mood.

He had promised him in his heart that the lover who would stay with him for the rest of his life was now in the arms of another man, asking him for help in a low voice, "Take me away."

Wen Zehan felt as if something was exploding in his mind, he endured the pain in his head, and the gentle Wen Zehan smiled softly, coaxing Sang Yi'an to come to him, "An'an, come here."

But Xun You hugged Sang Yi'an tightly, not letting him move, Wen Zehan's smiling face disappeared immediately, and then he asked Xun You unkindly, "What are you doing to my boyfriend."

Xun You sneered: "How could An An be your boyfriend."

He even refused to confess himself.

Sang Yi'an was so guilty that he didn't dare to look up at the two of them.

He was only delaying time in order to survive, waiting for the system's props, but the system did not appear as if it had disappeared.

But Wen Zehan still stubbornly said to Sang Yi'an in Xun You's arms: "An'an, can you explain to him that we are lovers now."

Sang Yi'an opened his mouth, but Xun You tightened his movements, making him feel like he was about to suffocate.

Xun You looked down at him with calm eyes, as if swearing to dominate, "He is my lover now."

Then Sang Yi'an, who was strangled in a daze, echoed Xun You's words: "Yes, you are an ex."

The author says:

Wen Zehan who was broken up inexplicably smiled: You were the one who said they were in love, and you were the one who broke up, heh.

Sang Yi'an: I suddenly feel that I am a scumbag, good or bad.

Congratulations, Wen Zehan, who has never been in love before, is happy to end the chapter of love and breakup.

Next is Xun You's home game. ?