Bewitched as cannon fodder

Chapter 8

There was a smile on the man's lips, but the deep meaning in his eyes was like a lake in the dark night, so he couldn't see it deeply.

He swallowed, and said timidly, "Mr. Yan, are you joking?"

"Qinghe is still in the ward, I'll go there first."

He finished this sentence in a hurry and was about to leave, but he didn't expect the other party to pull him away, and the beautiful and helpless face was clearly seen by the other party.

Then, with Sang Yi'an frowning and not daring to look at him, he stretched out his hand to press down on his hickey, Yan Qing closed his eyes halfway, and the danger flashed by immediately.

But Sang Yi'an's heartbeat couldn't help speeding up and amplifying, because it was on his neck, close to his chest.

He was afraid of being seen by the villain, so he could only stammer: "Is there anything else? I'll go and see if the surgery is done?"

He kept covering up his guilty conscience, but his beating heart revealed his master's uneasiness.

Yan Qing showed a deep playful smile, and then his fingers slowly tried to penetrate the delicate and smooth skin intentionally or unconsciously, hoping to find something from it.

He widened his eyes, which were as bright as jewels, and dodged his movements in a panic. For some reason, he felt that the pressure from the person in front of him was getting heavier and heavier.

"Your heart is beating very fast, what is hiding from me?"

Sang Yi'an quickly shook his head, and saw the other party smiling, warning in a dangerous and cool tone: "I hate people who lie to me."

For a moment, he felt as if his heart had stopped beating, and then he denied it one after another, with tears in his eyes glistening, afraid that he would ask anything again.

But he didn't expect the other party to let him go soon, and the oppressive feeling was instantly withdrawn, "Okay, I was teasing you just now, go back."

Yan Qingshen turned and left without hesitation, and Sang Yi'an didn't know what they were planning, so he could only follow behind each other carefully.

When they went back, the operation had already been done, Sang Yi'an glanced at Yan Qinghe, who was still lying on the hospital bed, unconscious, so guilty that he didn't dare to face each other.

And Yan Qingshen proposed at this time: "I will take you back."

He shook his head when he heard this sentence, what if the pervert is still there if he goes back?

He took the initiative to ask to stay and guard. When Yan Qingshen looked at him, the deep eyes were depressing, but he didn't seem to understand it. In the end, Yan Qingshen agreed.

Only he will stay.

The relaxed mood just now was lifted up again.

On the second day, the morning light fell on the ward, and the whole body of the "girl" seemed to be covered with a golden veil. A gentle smile was showing on her gentle and beautiful face, and she was scraping apples little by little with her slender, white and tender fingers.

Then carefully cut off a piece and handed it to Yan Qinghe who was being fed by him.

The beautiful and gentle "girl" looks very well matched with the gentle youth.

And this scene was bumped into by Yan Qingshen who just came in, but he didn't say anything, just came over and took the apple and knife in his hand into his hand very familiarly.

"Be careful of getting hurt, I'll come."

Sang Yi'an, who was having a good chat with Yan Qinghe, was stunned for a moment, but Yan Qinghe's hands tightened under the quilt.

His eyes were dim, but when he looked at Sang Yi'an, he raised his head and turned into a clear and bright young man again.

"Yiyi, I don't want to eat apples."

Yan Qingshen acted as if he didn't hear it, after peeling the apple in his hand, he turned around and handed it to Sang Yi'an.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

But Sang Yi'an didn't notice anything, obediently took Yan Qingshen's apple, and then took small bites.

But he didn't notice the hook of Yan Qingshen's lips, and Yan Qinghe's complexion darkened.

"Since Mr. Yan is here, I will go back too. See you next time."

Sang Yi'an bid farewell to Yan Qinghe obediently, seeing him so weak but still managed to smile at him, the bright eyes in his eyes made him feel guilty.

But when Sang Yi'an left, he didn't know that the young man who was still gentle just now asked Yan Qingshen who was beside him expressionlessly.

"What's wrong with you and Yiyi, 'she' is mine."

His tone was full of strong possessiveness, but Yan Qingshen was not surprised, after all...

He raised his gold-rimmed glasses, squinted at Sang An'an's back who was walking away outside the window.

All of them are sick.

But the young man on the hospital bed was relentless, his paranoid expression was completely different from the gentle young man in front of Sang Yi'an.

"Why don't you speak, she's mine." His eyes were brown, but there was a frightening stubbornness inside.

But Yan Qingshen just pulled away the stool next to him, and looked down at Yan Qinghe who was in a state of embarrassment because of a "woman".

"'She' is funny, a lot like the bunny we raised together when we were kids."

"I know you want to raise, but I want to raise too."

Yang in his word did not have a common meaning, Yan Qinghe understood what he meant, his brown pupils contracted tightly, but Yan Qingshen didn't want to say anything, just got up to let the doctor who had been waiting outside early in the morning come in.

He said lightly, "You should take your medicine."

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Yan Qingshen came out of the hospital quickly, sat in the car, but accidentally bumped into Sang Yi'an who was walking slowly on the road.

The "girl" may be too beautiful, the eyes of the people around are all obsessed, and their eyes all fall on "her", but "she" knows nothing about it, the whole person seems out of tune with the whole world, and sometimes there is something wrong in her eyes. Showing a cuteness that he couldn't understand.

It seems that... whatever you ask "her" to do, "she" may be at your mercy, kneeling on the ground, showing a pretty and well-behaved face, and then...

His breath was uncontrollable for a moment, and some uncontrollable desire and desire spread. When he came back to his senses, he found that the other party had disappeared. He looked up at the busy street outside, and told the driver to call his assistant , Give him a person to investigate.

Sang Yi'an chatted with the system along the way, and was afraid that the pervert was still in the room, but when he entered, there was no one there, and his heart relaxed.

Then he turned on the computer. Originally, he was short of money and had to broadcast live every day, but the villain was always by his side, and he also had to guard the peace of the banquet. Last night he did not broadcast live for the first time.

And when he went online, he found that he seemed to have a lot more fans, and when he learned that he was online, the bullet screens began to swipe.

Isn't he hated by everyone now?How do you feel like you have more fans?

But he didn't think too much, thinking of the game he played last time, although it was scary but fun, he continued to play.

But as soon as he went online, there was an extra message in his friend column.

He opened it curiously, [Where? ]

This person seemed to be the great god he passed last time, he asked hesitantly: "I'm here, do you want to play together?"

[OK. ]

Originally, it was just a casual question, but I didn't expect the other party to agree so easily, and then the other party immediately pulled him into a team formation interface.

He looked at it, and it seemed to be the same batch of people last time.

But Sang Yi'an didn't know that when the barrage saw this person, he swiped the screen immediately.

And the forum about him also started to have one more post.

[How to catch the master with the new method of the [-] transvestite anchor. 】

But Sang Yian didn't know all of this, because the first time there were too many barrages, the system advised him not to watch the barrages, and he seldom watched them.

But he was a little fascinated by playing this time, and when he finished playing, he immediately downloaded it.

Then he took the changed clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. As soon as he took off his clothes, the young man's slender snow-white skin was exposed.

But a red light flashed strangely in the dark.

The author says:

Everyone is not a good person. ?