I Can’t Be This Protagonist

In the banquet hall, the dining table was too long to see, the chatter and laughter came and went, the servants stood behind the guests, paying attention to the needs of each guest, Wei Yichen swept aside.

When Yan Shuang and Qin Yubai appeared, everyone who was seated stood up.

"Yu Bai, I haven't seen you for a long time, my uncle misses you."

"You've been looking good lately, Yubai..."

"Yu Bai, who is this?"

"Don't say hello all the time, sit down, Yu Bai, sit first."

The atmosphere is happy and harmonious.

Qin Yubai sat in the main seat and said very little, but mostly listened.

A table full of relatives said nice things, and they turned to business after a few words.

This is to attract investment, and that is to open up new markets.

Yan Shuang heard that he was basically asking for money.

And they cooperate with each other.

Whoever said it more directly, someone immediately answered, "It's a big holiday, the family is having dinner together, talking about business, it's really disappointing, and besides, can Yubai disagree with such a trivial matter?"

Yan Shuang: Wow, I learned a new way to ask for money.

Qin Yubai smiled lightly, "The idea of ​​the third uncle is really good. Electronic technology is really hot now. I will send someone to follow up on this project in the future."

Hearing his promise, someone jumped out immediately.

"Yubai, electronic technology is too hot right now, and it's time to cool down soon. If you want me to say, it's still in the energy sector..."

During a family banquet, Yan Shuang heard that Qin Yu and Bai Shao said that he might invest several hundred million at least.

Yan Shuang: Fuck, hate him for not being Qin Yubai's grandfather!

After three rounds of drinking, everyone at the dinner table was drunk and started talking nonsense with red faces.

"Yubai, the more money I make now, the more empty I feel in my heart, and I gather with your family members every year for several big festivals and small festivals. In my heart, I feel at ease."

"Really, there are only a few days of the year that are the most interesting."

"After all, it's better for our family."

"That's right! Home is the best!"

The voices of approval came one after another, and everyone was swaying for a while. More than a dozen people toasted Qin Yubai alone. Qin Yubai drank for a few rounds without changing his face, and in the end, his hands were shaking.

Yan Shuang watched coldly, waiting for an opportunity.

Great opportunity, brush, brush hard!

"Stop drinking."

The wine glass in his hand was suddenly taken away, and Qin Yubai's eyes followed.

Yan Shuang, who had been sitting quietly beside him all the time, silently put the wine glass aside, "You drink too much."

"Yo, this is my little brother, isn't my little brother drinking?"

"Little brother, I know my brother..." Someone stood up staggeringly, and the servant hurried over to help him, but he was thrown away. He held a wine glass and said to Yan Shuang, "When Dingbang adopted you, he said that you were a lucky star, and he would definitely be able to help. He turned over, you see, sure enough, we Yubai—have more! Come on, drink one!"

Yan Shuang thought that he finally knew why Qin Yubai had a sadomasochistic relationship with "Yan Shuang".

People always fall in love with people who are similar to themselves.

What Qin Yubai hated most was Yan Shuang's indulgence towards his adoptive father.

And he himself is doing something similar.

Let these "family" **** blood on him.

They are all too lonely.

So the "family" bought with money also needs it.

"Uncle, grandpa, you're drinking too much."

Qin Yubai stretched out his hand to block Yan Shuang, and the person holding the wine glass was so drunk that with a shake of his hand, half of the wine was poured down, and it all splashed on Qin Yubai's thigh.

"Ouch, Yubai..."

"what happened?"

A group of people and servants all crowded up, surrounded by people, almost breathless.

Yan Shuang shrank, grabbed Qin Yubai's arm, and suddenly said loudly, "Let's go!"

The crisp voice is clear and clear among the drunkards.

Snow-white's face burned with fire, Yan Shuang recklessly pushed the nearest cousin to Qin Yubai, "Do you want to suffocate him?"

"Yo, you—" The unpleasant words came to his mouth, but he still held back, "Little brother, I'm concerned about Yu Bai, what are you anxious about."

"Caring, what do you care about? Caring is to surround him with alcohol and ask for money during the festival? I think you are all very old, why are you so shameless?"

"you you-"

Yan Shuang glared fiercely, "What do you mean?" He looked at Qin Yubai again, Qin Yubai was looking at him with a half-smile, and his face was drunk, and then Yan Shuang also glared at him, "Get up, don't drink. Go, go!"

Yan Shuang pulled Qin Yubai's arm, frowned and dragged him away impatiently.

Qin Yu was as motionless as a mountain. He couldn't help him, and said to the old man whose face was flushed and his eyes were tearing out of his eyes: "Uncle Fifth, he is young and ignorant, that's not what he meant."

"Well, I know," the old man snorted twice, and the wine seemed to wake up a little, "I don't care about children."

"Thank you."

Qin Yubai finally got up, wrapped Yan Shuang's hand in his palm and shook it, "Let's be here today, and we'll get together another day." He winked at Wei Yichen.

Wei Yichen nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand to instruct the servants to help the drunken relatives.

Yan Shuang dragged Qin Yubai's hand out of the banquet hall.

Qin Yubai followed him staggeringly. After walking for a while, he smiled and said, "Where are you going?"

The banquet hall was far away from the main house, and the road was winding again. Yan Shuang dragged people to a secluded corner without realizing it. The vines were entwined, and it was pitch black.

Still an old place.

Yan Shuang let go and was about to leave when someone hugged him from behind, putting all the weight on him.

"Why, you want to leave me alone in this wilderness?"

"This is your home."

"Is it?"

Qin Yubai took a deep breath in Yan's double neck.

Yan Shuang didn't drink alcohol, and the smell on his body was very clean.

"Why didn't I know... this is my house?"

His voice was full of tired drunkenness.

Coquettish again.

Ok.

Before finishing the emotional line, he would play with him first.

Yan Shuang was silent for a long time, and then said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "Aren't you very ruthless? Why are you so forgiving to them?"

Qin Yubai smiled lowly, his nose sprayed all over the back of Yan Shuang's neck, raised his head and kissed the back of Yan Shuang's head, "What did you say about me? Ruthless? Why am I ruthless?"

Yan Shuang paused, sneered, and said, "I love your body, and you love my money."

The tone is cold and vivid.

Qin Yubai laughed loudly, then turned Yan Shuang around, pecked Yan Shuang's mouth face to face, holding Yan Shuang's face and said, "Remember so clearly, what else is there to hear?"

Yan Shuang glanced at him side by side, and said word by word: "cheap-goods-"

"anything else?"

Qin Yubai's deep eyes were full of smiles like moonlight.

Yan Shuang pursed his lips and spit out another word, "Dirty."

"continue."

"I won't kiss—"

Lips are blocked.

The strong taste of wine passed along the tip of his tongue, Yan Shuang responded softly for a while, and then suddenly started struggling again, he pushed Qin Yubai away, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Qin Yubai, what do you mean?!"

Without answering, the waist was forcibly hugged back again, and the hotter kiss melted the night.

Yan Shuang's back was leaning against the iron gate entwined with vines, his hands were tightly clasped, he raised his head above his head and buckled it among the green leaves.

"You let go-"

"No," Qin Yu's eyes flickered slightly, "Our contract is not over yet."

The blush on Yan Shuang's face faded a little, turned his face away, and said coldly, "It will end."

Qin Yubai stared at him deeply, was silent for a while, and said lightly, "It's better to end it now."

Yan Shuang looked stunned.

Qin Yu Bai smiled, "Why, not happy?"

"Of course not," Yan Shuang denied, his eyes flickering hesitantly and his voice softer, "Are you serious?"

"Ok."

Yan Shuang thought that Qin Yubai had been too obedient recently.

I will no longer be called Qin Beast.

It is his good baby who walks the plot to catch up with the progress.

Although he could see at a glance that Qin Yubai was hiding a belly of bad water.

But luckily, so did he!

"The contract..."

"I've torn it up."

Yan Shuang's pupils trembled again, and his throat trembled, "Really, really?"

"Of course," Qin Yubai smiled softly, "how could I lie to you."

Yan Shuang: Smile, whoever believes it is foolish to criticize.

Yan Shuang made an expression of "Ah, I believe I'm so surprised, I'm so moved, I'm overwhelmed", and then entered the field he was familiar with - tears.

"What are you crying for?"

Qin Yubai's tone was helpless, then he let go of the hands that controlled Yan Shuang and kissed him again.

This time, Yan Shuang not only did not resist, but even kissed back directly.

Rusty and enthusiastic.

The two were kissing and entangled in the dark corner. When the hem of the shirt was pulled out, Yan Shuang finally grabbed Qin Yubai's hand again, turned his head to avoid his kiss, "No way."

Qin Yubai looked at him, his eyes were full of burning flames.

"Not here..." Yan Shuang lowered his head deeply.

It's not that it doesn't work, it's just that it doesn't work here.

This is a different kind of invitation.

No man can resist.

The servants were all still in the banquet hall, and the building of the main house was also dark. Yan Shuang was pulled by Qin Yubai and flew to the third floor.

This was the first time he set foot on the third floor.

Qin Qing lived on the third floor.

The outermost door was pushed open by Qin Yubai.

Yan Shuang was pulled into a world full of colors.

On the walls hang a series of dazzling oil paintings.

Those reds almost dripped onto him from the canvas.

Qin Qing's paintings turned out to be such a weird and gorgeous style.

Inexplicably a little familiar.

But this place... is really good for some crazy things.

Yan Shuang lay on his back on the brand new canvas, his body melted like paint, his fingers clasped tightly into the bulging muscles on Qin Yubai's back.

He was never silent.

Tonight, it is rare to not be stingy with his own voice.

The empty studio is like a huge opera stage.

The shaking sound echoed, ups and downs, and the sound was beautiful.

Qin Yubai thought that he should tell Yan Shuang to shut up.

Because the sound was so different.

The palm falls to the lips to cover.

However, Yan Shuang held his palm, raised his long eyelashes and looked at him meekly, and then... carefully kissed his palm.

Qin Yubai was shocked, and his palms were slightly hot.

From innocence to temptation.

He has witnessed his transformation.

This is his work.

signed his name.

His personal name.

Or maybe... not just his name.

As soon as the body was separated, the heat gradually decreased, and the cool air climbed up the skin and stirred up fine particles. Yan Shuang sat on the canvas and rolled the canvas on his body. It seemed that he just remembered to ask, "What is this place? "

Qin Yubai was wearing a shirt with his back facing him, the fabric covering the scratches on his back, and said in a lazy tone, "Studio."

"Whose studio?"

"Qin Qing."

Qin Yubai turned his face away, "My brother."

Yan Shuang: Huh? This is the first time the studio play is about to go through the broken hand plot of piercing the stand-in?

Qin Yubai was too active.

Just when Yan Shuang wanted to continue speaking, Qin Yubai had already put on his shirt, "Come in."

Yan Shuang was startled, and before he could react, the door of the studio had already been pushed open.

"Sir." The butler stood respectfully.

"Yeah," Qin Yubai said lightly through his fingers through the tie, "Clean up."