I Can’t Be This Protagonist

The cold white moonlight shone into the painting room through the window, and at that moment, the whole painting room also turned into an absurd painting.

The body wrapped around the canvas is in the center of the whole painting, and Yan Shuang's face shows an expression of indescribable astonishment at the right time. When the butler lifts his steps, he finally reacts as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

"go out-"

One hand wrapped tightly around the canvas, and the other hand hurriedly grabbed what was at hand and threw it.

It is the paint that has been opened.

The housekeeper tilted his head to dodge, the red paint almost brushed his temples, splashing on the ground like a murder scene, he stopped, lowered his head and stood still.

Qin Yu looked back with a faint smile on his face, "Why are you angry again?"

He acted as if nothing had happened, as if he really didn't know what was wrong with the current situation.

Yan Shuang thought that Qin Yubai's love for the plot was a relief, but sometimes he was too aggressive and always wanted to take advantage of other people's roles.

The role of the green hat is too deep, can he grasp it?

"Go out, let him go out!" Yan Shuang pretended to be extremely hurt. The old practice was to bite his lips, and the blood on his face faded.

Qin Yubai looked at him quietly for a while, his deep eyes showing puzzlement, "Why?"

The tie was hung around his neck by him, and his whole person exuded a light laziness, a gentleman and gentle smile.

Yan Shuang believed that this person must be the same face when talking about business in the mall.

Hiding a knife in a smile is insidious.

Yan Shuang clenched his teeth, showing pain on his face, "Qin Yubai, do you have to humiliate me like this again and again?"

"What nonsense," Qin Yubai laughed, still with a calm look, "You are too much, I don't mean that, he is just a servant, you don't need to care about him."

His pupils shrank slightly, and Yan Shuang was completely stunned as if he had known him for the first time.

Shock, anger, sadness… all the negative emotions on that face, the shins that were exposed outside the canvas were shaking.

Qin Yubai didn't seem to see Yan Shuang's expression, and said casually: "What are you doing, don't hurry up and clean up."

The housekeeper's footsteps moved, and he floated over like a ghost. Ever since he and Yan Shuang met again, he has always been like this, more completely silent, more meager sense of existence.

He didn't even make eye contact with Yan Shuang.

They were like two disconnected ships at sea, lost their signal and lost their communication.

He squatted down, calmly picked up Yan Shuang's clothes scattered on the ground, sorted them out, and bowed his head and handed them to Yan Shuang respectfully.

Yan Shuang didn't pick it up, he never looked at Wei Yichen, he only looked at Qin Yubai from beginning to end.

He watched Qin Yubai neatly tidy up his shirt, put on his coat, and gradually became well-dressed.

"Qin Yubai..." Yan Shuang paused, "Are you crazy?"

Buttoning the gem cufflinks with his slender fingers, Qin Yubai raised his eyes with gentle eyes, "What's wrong? What did I do wrong? It wasn't alright just now, so why is it turning around now?"

He stepped forward slowly, reaching out as if he wanted to touch Yan Shuang's face, Yan Shuang turned his face sharply, the back of his hand slid lightly across his cheek, the other person's temperature melted at the touch, short and warm.

"You don't want him to clean up, then I'll call someone else, okay?" The tone was dotingly compromised, as if Yan Shuang was making trouble unreasonably at the moment.

Yan's lips trembled slightly, his face pale, "You let him go out first, I want to get dressed."

"Shy?" Qin Yubai smiled lowly, his handsome face came closer, and his warm breath sprayed on Yan Shuang's neck, as close as a lover, "As I said, he is just a servant."

"You let him out."

Yan Shuang's eyes were empty, and he just repeated it again.

There was silence in the painting room.

The three of them stood like a strange painting, and no one moved further.

After a long time, Qin Yubai let out another low laugh. He leaned against Yan's ears and whispered softly, "Who are you doing this now?"

Yan Shuang's heart trembled, but his face was still disheartened.

He turned his face and faced Qin Yubai sideways.

They just kissed like this.

"I don't understand either. Who are you doing it for now?"

The sharp edges and corners that had been retracted appeared again.

The tenderness faded, and the young man who was covered in thorns at first sight came back.

His addiction was only a brief moment, and after being hurt, he immediately fought back with a more stubborn, angry gesture.

"It was like this last time."

"This time too."

"Are you suspecting something?"

"Qin Yubai, I said earlier that you have low self-esteem, but I didn't expect you to have such low self-esteem."

"You have to doubt me and Ji Yao, and you also have to doubt me and your housekeeper. I really don't know who you will doubt me with in the future..."

"Qin Yubai," Yan Shuang looked directly at Qin Yubai with blazing eyes, "I've had enough of you."

He lowered the canvas and raised his right hand vigorously.

The palm of his hand was tightly held the second before the handsome face on the fan.

"Snapped-"

A crisp slap resounded through the studio.

Yan Shuang stared coldly at Qin Yubai: I can't believe it, my father has two hands.

Jun's face was thrown to the side, Qin Yubai's face still showed no change in expression, but his eyes were slightly cold, and he clasped Yan Shuang's two hands tightly in the palm of his hand.

"Let go."

"I told you to let go!"

The canvas slipped, and the snow-white body was exposed to the eyes of the two men at the same time.

Flawless is his, bad deeds are given by others.

Yan Shuang seemed to be stimulated to the limit.

He went out of his way, frantically struggling in the man's arms, kicking, and waving his arms to hit the man who hurt his heart, ignoring the embarrassing appearance of being naked at the moment.

Qin Yubai restrained Yan Shuang and glanced at Wei Yichen from the corner of his eye.

The reinstated housekeeper bowed and knelt, and did not give a single glance to the fragrant farce. He always lowered his head and held the clothes picked up on the ground in his hands.

He is the only statue in the studio.

Qin Yubai picked up the twisted Yan Shuang, grabbed Wei Yichen's shirt and wrapped him, "Okay, let's stop making trouble, let people see jokes."

"You're the joke—"

Yan Shuang's firepower is fully on, his eyes are full of anger, and he brushes the abused KPI with great joy in his heart.

The emotional line between him and Qin Yubai belongs to pure sadomasochism.

It is impossible to speak well to speak well.

Only in this way the riddlers misunderstand and suspect each other is the right way.

The more so, the faster the emotional line rises.

However, Qin Yubai was actually quite wronged.

Because what he suspected was right.

Yan Shuang: Smile.jpg.

Qin Yubai walked out of the studio holding the struggling Yan Shuang.

There was only one person left in the studio.

The sound gradually moved away and dropped, and when it was completely inaudible, Wei Yichen finally straightened his waist slowly, his stiff arms dropped, and the jacket in his hand slid to the ground.

With a slight effort on his wrist, he quickly picked up the clothes.

Light gray suit, restrained and elegant.

Yan Shuang looks good in clothes. He really looks like a young master who grew up in a wealthy family, without showing any timidity.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Wei Yichen's eyes moved down.

Too bad it was stained with paint.

The hem was dyed a little harsh red.

Even a little bit is dirty.

If it gets dirty, then no one wants or robs it.

Hanging the coat back in his arms, Wei Yichen patted the folds on it, cherishing his actions - he took it as his birthday present.

The anger that came out of the bed naturally had to go back to the bed to solve it.

Qin Yubai carried Yan Shuang back to the bedroom and threw him on the bed.

Words cannot communicate, so use your body to speak.

The re-dressed shirt was scratched.

Yan Shuang is resisting.

He had never resisted so fiercely.

Even when it was their first time, he just endured the pain.

The chin was scratched by something sharp, Qin Yubai turned his face away, pressed Yan Shuang's collarbone with one hand, and wiped the chin lightly with the other, and as expected, he touched blood.

"roll-"

Crying with hatred.

Qin Yu Bai smiled, he broke Yan Shuang's hand, and the jade cuff inside rolled down to the ground, shining brightly and buried in the long carpet.

The more Yan Shuang was like this, the more satisfied he was.

This shows that Yan Shuang cares.

He kissed deeply, and the blood from the wound slid down his lover's neck, like a throat slit.

Don't lie to him, don't betray him, don't let him catch anything, just stay by his side like this.

He kissed the bloodstain between Yanshuang's neck all the way along his lips, took a hard bite, and gently licked back and forth when Yanshuang trembled and screamed, "Okay, it's over."

His suspicions ended there.

It wasn't because he believed in Wei Yichen or Yan Shuang.

Just just—enough.

Yan Shuang's resistance did not last long.

Their bodies are all too familiar.

Qin Yubai kissed Yan Shuang's lips, looked at Yan Shuang's eyes that were filled with tears due to the weakness of his body, and moved slightly in his heart, "Don't cry, I won't make you angry in the future."

Yan Shuang turned his face, tears still falling.

Qin Yubai sighed softly and kissed the tears off his face, "I was wrong."

Yan Shuang was silent, when the peak came, he bit Qin Yubai's shoulder hard, and then collapsed like a vent.

The two hugged their breathing from rapid to slow, both of them were silent, they both had wounds on each other, and each was in pain.

"Qin Yubai..."

Yan Shuang's voice was hoarse, and he said slowly, "The contract... did you really tear it up?"

"real."

Another long silence.

Yan Shuang turned around and turned his back to Qin Yubai.

Qin Yubai didn't force him, his fingers traced Yan Shuang's beautiful butterfly bones, he breathed a little harder, kissed the hair on the back of his head, and said again: "Today's thing is my past, I didn't think about it too much, and it's not Doubt something like you said, you have to get used to it slowly in the future, you don't have to care so much about the eyes of others, they..."

"Qin Yubai."

Yan Shuang interrupted him, and his voice had recovered a little bit of clarity.

He completely got rid of the affection.

"I admit that I really hated you at first."

"It's self-righteous to have two stinky money."

"It's just a strong buy and a strong sell."

"I agree to your conditions, just want to repay my adoptive mother's kindness to me in the end."

"It's not because of how cheap I am."

"You took the initiative to find me, why is it me?"

With a trembling voice, Qin Yubai felt undisguised vulnerability from Yan Shuang for the first time.

He has always been so stubborn, as if he is not willing to bow his head and admit defeat.

Qin Yubai's expression was slightly restrained, and he gently kissed his butterfly bone, "Yes..."

"Listen to me."

Yan Shuang interrupted him again.

Qin Yubai closed his mouth, hugged Yan Shuang with both hands from behind his back, and put his cheeks on the back of his head, indicating that he would listen to him seriously.

"You know what? You're really bad."

"Bad mouth, bad for me, always humiliating me, no good face to me, I really don't know what I did wrong, you want to treat me like this."

"If it's because you hate me, why are you hugging me again?"

His arms tightened slightly, Qin Yubai wanted to say something, but finally held back.

He promised to listen to Yan Shuang finish.

"Afterwards, you were a little nicer to me."

"I don't know if I'm really cheap. If you treat me a little bit better, I think you may not be so bad."

The self-deprecating laughter came into his ears, and it was especially harsh when they embraced each other. Qin Yubai couldn't help but lightly tap Yan Shuang's lips with his fingers.

Yan Shuang ignored it, opened and closed his lips and brushed Qin Yubai's fingertips, he said indifferently: "I admit that when you said in the garden that you would tear up the contract, I thought for a moment that I might have fallen in love with you."

His pupils shrank suddenly in the darkness, and an indescribable numbness and tingling sensation spread all over Qin Yubai's body.

in this second.

Qin Yubai did not choose the slightest doubt.

He wanted to believe it was true.

He moved his fingers to his chin and turned the face over. Qin Yubai looked at Yan Shuang's eyes, those eyes that were so clean that there was no trace of impurities, they were brimming with tears.

Qin Yubai once swore to himself that he wanted Yan Shuang to cry and beg him.

In an instant, complex emotions poured into his chest, and Qin Yubai couldn't tell what it was, so he instinctively lowered his head to kiss it.

- Yan Shuang dodged.

He only kissed a drop of salty tears.

"Qin Yubai."

"let's break up."