I Can’t Be This Protagonist

According to the order, Qi Feiyun was the first to speak on the stage. As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice spread through the auditorium like water waves through the sound in the auditorium.

Everyone was stunned, and then consciously stopped themselves from making noises, so as not to affect this wonderful auditory feast.

Yan Shuang's heart: There is a hanging ratio here, grab it quickly!

Qi Feiyun's voice is really often heard by Chang Xin and never gets tired of hearing it. After adding the microphone, it has another texture. It is mellow and low, and the coldness is so cold that it is repelling thousands of miles away, but it seems to be whispering in your ear.

hateful.

Yan Shuang gasped.

Qi Feiyun was dumb in bed last time and didn't make a sound.

Cheapskate!

Almost everyone in the audience was immersed in Qi Feiyun's speech.

Content doesn't matter anymore.

Even reading Buddhist scriptures can make people want to listen to this voice.

The only ones who were not addicted to it were probably Yan Shuang and Ji Yao.

Yan Shuang has listened a lot and is basically immune, unless Qi Feiyun calls the bed, maybe he can politely lose his head.

Ji Yao was busy looking at Qin Yu's eyes.

Yan Shuang: Wow, both of them have good eyesight, they can still stare at each other endlessly after such a distance.

There were sparks flying all over the front, Yan Shuang was bored, he lowered his head and played with his fingers, and no one looked at him.

Qi Feiyun's speech was very brief and ended in less than ten minutes.

With one of his bows, the auditorium was still silent, and when he returned to his seat, applause erupted like dispelling magic.

It is estimated that these students have never applauded the speaker with such enthusiasm and sincerity in their life.

The shock made Yan's ears hurt, so he avoided it in Ji Yao's arms.

The two were sitting so close that Ji Yao could detect his slightest movements.

Ji Yao glanced at him distractedly, and saw that his face was wrinkled. The applause in the auditorium was still bursting for a long time. Ji Yao also frowned, and stretched out his hand to cover Yan Shuang's ears.

With warm hands covering his ears, Yan Shuang raised his eyelashes and smiled gratefully to Ji Yao.

Ji Yao was cold and indifferent, opened his mouth and said something.

Yan's ears were covered, and the applause was so loud that he couldn't hear it clearly. Judging by the shape of his mouth, he probably said, "Let's go."

Yan Shuang deliberately pretended not to understand, opened his eyes wide, and said loudly, "What?"

Ji Yao gave him a deep look, his eyes were cold, he let go of the right hand covering Yan's ears, and half of him leaned over.

The warm breath sprayed on his ears, and the young boy's clear voice was like a spring in the morning, clean and cold, "Let's go."

"Boom-"

A loud bang quelled the lingering applause in the auditorium, Yan Shuang was "stunned", and the whole person bounced in position.

The ear touched the soft lips inadvertently.

The touch is clear and the temperature is slightly hot.

Ji Yao's pupils shrank, and before he had time to react, Yan Shuang leaned back as if he was even more frightened. He only sat in half a chair, and if he stepped back, he would fall down.

At the critical moment, the arm that hooked his shoulder grabbed him.

Yan Shuang was pulled by the reaction force and slammed into Ji Yao's arms.

It's also a "boom" sound.

He knocked **** Ji Yao's chest.

"Are you alright..." Yan Shuang quickly separated from him, his entire face and ears were red, his expression panicked and shy, and he looked helpless.

"It's okay," Ji Yao said calmly, "Would you like to go?"

Yan Shuang lowered his head, bit his lower lip lightly, and finally looked over to the stage as if he mustered up his courage.

Qin Yubai was standing in the center of the stage, dressed in a perfectly tailored casual suit, with his left hand on the microphone, the sound of "boom" just now should be the one who knocked on the microphone.

A beam of spotlights was cast from the top, and he stood in the center. The sense of oppression that the superiors gave up on me immediately achieved the same effect as Qi Feiyun's charming voice earlier.

The arena fell silent again.

"I'm not going," Yan Shuang looked at the stage, his voice was soft, but his attitude was firm, "I haven't finished listening yet."

Soon, the students off the field were addicted to the new speech content again.

The entrepreneur who gave the speech on the stage was imposing and unhurried, and the content of the speech was not detached from reality. His words were fast-paced, and his eyes were always firm, as if he was watching thousands of spectators off the field. one of them.

Since Qin Yubai appeared, this was the first time Yan Shuang and Qin Yubai looked at each other.

After more than ten days of separation, Yan Shuang thought that whether or not Qin Yubai found the gift he left behind, it was time to meet again.

Therefore, the invitation letter of the alumni of the university was timely placed on the desk of his desk by the housekeeper.

Yan Shuang felt that he was so considerate, and he knew that Qin Beast couldn't help but take the initiative to come to him, and even handed him a step down.

After not seeing him for many days, Qin Yubai looked a little thinner, the outline of his face was sharp and distinct, his eyes were slightly sunken in the deep sockets, and there was a little bit of fragility in his coldness.

At this moment, he was staring at Yan Shuang.

The eyes are mixed with anger and emotion, which is complicated and difficult to handle.

Yan Shuang's eyes were empty, and he thought to himself: Slag Gong is a bull, he felt a little embarrassed that he could stare at him for such a long time.

Yu Guang noticed that Qi Feiyun, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly stood up, nodded lightly with the surrounding leaders as if to say hello, then bent down and stepped back from the side, Yan Shuang lowered his eyelashes to avoid Qin Yubai's words. Watching, he whispered to Ji Yao, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Ji Yao also got up after hearing this, but Yan Shuang lightly pressed his shoulder, "I'll do it alone."

His tone was low, and Ji Yao immediately understood that Yan Shuang was just looking for an excuse to leave for a moment to calm down, so he sat down, just put his eyes on Yan Shuang and watched him leave.

The students off the field clearly looked at the firm-eyed entrepreneur, as if he was being held back by something, and slowly turned to the door of the auditorium.

Everyone unconsciously followed their gazes, only to see half of the backs that left, and when they turned their eyes back to the stage, the handsome entrepreneur's face was ashen, and the tone of his speech seemed to become anxious.

As soon as Yan Shuang left the auditorium, he quickened his pace and walked towards the exit at the backstage of the auditorium, sharply seeing a gray suit entering the bathroom.

Haven't left yet.

Yan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, but was in no hurry to go in and find someone.

Qi Feiyun's time was made of gold, and he was so busy that his schedule was full of schedules, and he had to book an operation at least two months in advance.

How could someone who is so busy come to work for someone temporarily?

Still doing something as boring as a speech.

Yan Shuang leaned against the wall on one side, waiting for someone to come out with great interest.

The restrooms here are exclusively for leaders or visitors, and almost no one comes.

Yan Shuang waited for a long time but did not wait for Qi Feiyun to come out, smiled, and finally walked over.

Qi Feiyun was standing in the bathroom, dressed neatly, obviously waiting for someone on purpose.

Yan Shuang has been busy catching people in this world, but this is the first time he has been caught.

Although the other party's fishing skills are very general.

It is all supported by fresh and attractive bait.

He reluctantly took a bite.

Yan Shuang leaned against the door and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, I thought you were constipated if you haven't come out for so long."

Yan Shuang wore a cultural shirt today, facing the XX training class. It was the "welfare" he received when he was part-time. The pants were ordinary jeans that were washed a little white, and sneakers and glasses. The smile looked a little teasing bad.

It wasn't like this when she shrank in the arms of that beautiful young man offstage.

She was timid and timid like a kitten.

Is that his new goal?

Qi Feiyun remembered that the boy was the one he met in the elevator.

Yan Shuang and his demeanor are close, and it seems that they should be the prey that has already succeeded.

Yan Shuang saw that his face was deep and silent, he put away his smile, walked in lazily, looked at Qi Feiyun's gray eyes, and pushed open the doors of the toilet compartments one by one.

no one.

All empty.

He pushed open the door of the last room, walked in, took the door and opened the door a moment later, smiled at Qi Feiyun who was looking at him, "Aren't you coming in?"

The small compartment accommodated two adult men.

They are kissing.

It doesn't matter who took the initiative.

When Qi Feiyun walked into the compartment and Yan Shuang was locked, the two naturally kissed together.

Qi Feiyun's saliva swallowing voice was very sexy, which made Yan Shuangxiao forgive his silence.

The meticulous gray suit was crumpled with both hands. The boy was always like a little beast with a lot of energy. Even a kiss was like a war. He wanted to invade and conquer this man, and passed him with kisses without any concealment. intention of.

The two are getting closer and closer.

Yan Shuang raised his head and covered Qi Feiyun's lips, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, this should be the third time, what do you want to do to me?"

Qi Feiyun put his arms around his waist and looked down at that beautiful face.

This face, in the past few days, has repeatedly appeared in his dreams.

The doctrine is correct.

Humans should abstain from sex, and all sexual behaviors other than reproduction are not worth promoting.

Because once you start to fall...you can't go back.

Qi Feiyun let go of his hand, and Yan Shuang's eyes were slightly disappointed.

The next second, Qi Feiyun unbuttoned his coat.

Yan Shuang smiled again, stretched out his finger to hook Qi Feiyun's belt, but Qi Feiyun firmly pushed his finger away.

Yan's eyes were puzzled.

"Don't move."

That peculiar king-like tone will make your legs go weak in an instant.

Yan Shuang simply sat down on the toilet. He looked up at Qi Feiyun, the tip of his nose was close to the gray cloth in front of him, and he sniffed gently, smiling implicitly and boldly.

"Mr. Qi, I remember that you were very sweet here."

The gray in the pupils is getting deeper and deeper, and Qi Feiyun's expression is still calm.

His slender fingers touched the neat tie knot, and Qi Feiyun unbuttoned his tie slowly.

The gray satin fell on his hands and dangled like a thin snake. With a slight force on the palms on both sides, the soft fabric was taut, and it was wrapped around the two palms whose blue veins appeared white and flawless.

That face was still showing a heartless smile. He thought he was an old man, but he was actually extremely naive. He mistakenly believed that any man he hooked on was a trophy that could be seized by him.

Qi Feiyun looked down at Yan Shuang condescendingly, with a tight tie on his hands, looking like an executioner who was about to be executed.

The doctrine is correct.

And he is the devil.