I Ran Away After Flirting with the Paranoid Male Protagonist

     Hearing the young master's order, Yu Yuan's eyes were dark and depressed, and his breathing was a little short.

    The palm of the hand hanging on the side clenched tightly, and the back of the hand collapsed and showed blue veins.

    This secret emotion has been imprisoned in his heart forever, and now, a crack suddenly appeared in the imprisoned cage.

    Yu Yuan pleaded hoarsely: "Master."

    The young man's amber eyes are like a sly cat, knowing that he has bad intentions, he still can't bear to reject him.

    Jiang Chuyan seemed impatient to wait, and immediately stood up, "Forget it, I'll find someone else."

    Yu Yuan grabbed the boy's wrist, the slightly wet dark pupils suppressed the gloomy emotions, looking frightening.

    Jiang Chuyan was taken aback, took a closer look, and found that Yu Yuan's eyebrows were warm and kind, and the gloomy depression just now seemed to be his illusion.

    A pious gesture, as if a loyal believer is worshipping the **** he believes in.

    Clean up the light red peach juice on the fingertips of the juvenile white jade.

    Seeing the peach juice on the fingertips disappear, Jiang Chuyan felt a lot more comfortable, patted Yu Yuan's cheek, and his tone was as if a reward.

    "My husband is so good."

    Sweetness spreads in the mouth, it is the taste of the young master.

    This taste is like poppy. It makes him want to commit crimes.

    The dark gray blazer dangles slightly, blocking the reaction under the suit pants.

    Seeing the male protagonist's cold and white cheeks flushed with thin redness, Jiang Chuyan reacted with hindsight, the male protagonist must be so humiliated now that he wants to kill him.

    Jiang Chuyan rubbed his eyebrows, his head not sober.

    I was drunk today, and the fever has not yet completely subsided, and my whole body is confused, too lazy to think about the consequences.

    Tomorrow's affairs will be handled by him tomorrow, and he must sleep well tonight.

    "I'm going to bed." Jiang Chuyan yawned, tears dripping from his eyelashes.

    Jiang Chuyan reached out and grabbed Yu Yuan's jaw, leaned over, and kissed Yu Yuan's profile lightly, "Husband, good night."

    Feeling the warm touch on his cheeks, Yu Yuan's body suddenly stiffened into a sculpture, and his dark eyes stared at the boy in a daze.

    After the kiss, Jiang Chuyan only slowly realized that he had kissed the male protagonist.

    It's because the male protagonist's blushing just now was so funny that he couldn't help but want to kiss.

    Besides, he will give his family a good night kiss when he is at home.

    Jiang Chuyan's amber eyes were sparkling with anticipation, "Won't my husband give me a good night kiss?"

    Seeing the young man taking the initiative to invite, Yu Yuan's reason was shaky, and finally collapsed into powder.

    The distance was so close that he could smell the fragrance of the shower gel on the young master.

    Yu Yuan's cold white cheeks were flushed. The heart was beating extremely fast, and the blood all over the body became throbbing. Noisy, and there was a numbness like an electric shock.

    The dark and turbulent sea is under the calm sea, and I don’t know when it will break out.

    Yu Yuan leaned over and kissed the boy's cheek almost reverently, "Master, good night."

    Dense tiredness struck, Jiang Chuyan lay in the quilt and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

    No matter what the young master looks like, Yu Yuan likes it very much.

    The young master is gentle and well-behaved, he thinks it is cute, and the young master is coquettish and arbitrary, he thinks it is flirtatious. Even if the young master was making trouble unreasonably, Yu Yuan couldn't help but like it, as if he was possessed.

    Yu Yuan's fingertips hovered above the boy's cheeks in mid-air, passing over the boy's eyebrows.

    What happened just now gently tugged at him like a feather, making him feel numb.

    A midsummer night breeze blows through the curtains.

    Favorite emotions take root in the heart and blossom into warm flowers.

    Yu Yuan stared at the youth's moist lips and suddenly recalled the past.

    As a child, he saved money to buy a birthday present for his mother.

    At that time, he was only six or seven years old. He picked up plastic bottles every day to make money, and saved more than three months of money. On mom's birthday, give mom a cashmere scarf as a birthday present.

    After receiving the birthday present, my mother patted his head with relief, and praised him tenderly that he had grown up.

     Coincidentally, his and mother's birthdays are on the same day.

    He had an expectation in his heart that his mother should never forget his birthday.

    No one gave him a birthday since he was a child. He envied other children who could wear birthday hats, light birthday candles and eat delicious birthday cakes.

    He asked his mother expectantly, "Mom, may I have a birthday present?"

    Mother's brows and eyes were gentle, and she said with a smile: "Of course, mother has prepared a gift for you. Open the box and see. The gift is in the box."

    Xiao Yuyuan opened the dusty plastic box, he wiped the dust off the plastic box with a cherished gaze, and carefully untied the ribbon outside the gift box.

    Action is precious.

    Because this is the first birthday present he received, it should be well preserved.

    Xiao Yuyuan looked inside the gift box expectantly, and was caught off guard that there was a dead rabbit inside.

    The rabbit with the disembodied belly lay in the gift box, the gift box was stained red with blood, like a grotesque painting.

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    There was a needle-like pain all over the skin, Xiao Yuyuan screamed and threw the gift box away.

    The anticipation in his heart was poured into a basin of cold water, and Xiao Yuyuan was like falling into an ice cave, unable to control the convulsions and trembling.

    Afterwards, Xiao Yuyuan went to a place to bury the dead rabbit.

    Since then, he has never dared to expect any emotion. Every time there is anticipation, I will reflexively think back to the **** rabbit with the disembodied belly.

    Yu Yuan regained his senses and looked at the boy on the bed.

    The **** rabbit appeared in front of her eyes in a conditioned reflex, Yu Yuan's face turned pale, and there was a tingling sensation from needle sticks on his skin.

    A strong sense of unease struck, Yu Yuan seemed to be stepping on the tightrope of a cliff, if he took one wrong step, he would fall off the cliff and fall to pieces again.

    Will the young master hate him or abandon him in the future?

    The bottom of Yu Yuan's eyes was scarlet, and his eyes almost greedily traced the boy's eyebrows, wishing to carve people into the blood.

    The boy's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and each stroke is just right on his heart.

    Yu Yuan is not a kind person.

    When you fall in love with someone, you will hold them tightly in the palm of your hand and never let go.

    Even if the young master hates him, he will not let go.

    When I walked into the shower, I saw a white shirt on the hanger, which was the clothes the young master wore during the day.

    After a long time, Yu Yuan walked towards the hanger.

    He took the shirt carefully into his hand.

    The cold moonlight shines on the room.

    The stars and moonlight pour softly, illuminating all the misery in the room.

    Yu Yuan lowered his head, buried his face in his clothes, and sniffed deeply.

    The light scent of shower gel on the boy lingered in his nose, making him addicted.

    Yu Yuan looked obsessed, and the cold white cheeks showed a strange thin red.

    The rich and fiery emotions poured out.

    The heart is jubilant and screaming with some kind of warm impulse.

    After a long time, Yu Yuan put the white shirt in a place that was not easy to find, turned and walked into the shower.

    The sound of water splashing from the shower.

    The shower was sprayed with warm water.

    The water drops along Yu Yuan's mermaid line, dripping down, and finally sprinkled on the tile floor.

    The white shirt was soaking wet.

    After taking the cold shower, Yu Yuan returned to the bed in the bedroom and continued to sleep with the boy in his arms.

    After falling asleep, the dream is like a beautiful and misty Midsummer night fantasy.

    The deepest impression of the dream is-

    The young master's waist is very soft.

    If you pinch it lightly, it will turn into an extravagant powder.

    When Jiang Chuyan woke up, he found that it was already dawn.

    Yu Yuan was lying beside him, his eyes were bluish black, he looked like he hadn't slept all night.

    Jiang Chuyan had a splitting headache, and vaguely remembered that he was burning badly, and the male protagonist took care of him all night.

    What else?

    He always felt like he forgot something important!

    Wait, he seems to have kissed the male lead!

    Recalling what happened last night, Jiang Chuyan suddenly fell into a sluggishness.

    Help! ! !

    Ahhhh! !

    ! ! ! !

    He not only kissed the male protagonist on the side of the face, but also molested the male protagonist, and even shook out the fact that he was a book-wearer.

    Drinking is a mistake, and I will never drink again.

    This is what life is suffering.

    The male protagonist is so ruthless, knowing that this body has been replaced with a soul, he will not be sent to the laboratory for autopsy.

    Or send him to a mental hospital for electric shock, and the housekeeper said that in his case, he was going to have his brain dug out for craniotomy.

    The more Jiang Chuyan thought about it, the more he felt cold.

    His heart is full of holes, and the cold wind of Siberia is pouring into his heart.

    Don't ask, ask is life without love :)

    Jiang Chuyan took a deep breath and felt that he could still be rescued.

    He can be regarded as amnesia, remembering nothing.

    As long as the male protagonist doesn't take the initiative to mention it, he will pretend that nothing happened. The enemy doesn't move and I don't move.

    Jiang Chuyan was a little thirsty and wanted to get out of bed for a glass of water.

    He is not wearing any clothes now. I don't know where the white shirt that was on the hanger last night went, and I couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

    Maybe it was his sound that woke up the male protagonist, Yu Yuan opened his eyes.

    When he opened his eyes and saw the young master, Yu Yuan couldn't help but feel happy, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Master, good morning."

    Jiang Chuyan hid under the quilt, revealing a pair of peach blossom eyes, and asked quietly, "Husband, did you see my white shirt?"

     Hearing the white shirt, Yu Yuan stiffened for a moment, and his ears were slightly red: "Did the young master put it somewhere else."

    "No, I remember putting it on the hanger, how did I wake up and disappeared." Jiang Chuyan scratched his head blankly, puzzled, "It's so strange, Clothes disappear inexplicably. Could it be that a thief has entered the house?"

    Yu Yuan went to the closet to get a new shirt, his voice was hoarse: "Master, wear this new one."

    Jiang Chuyan reached out and took the shirt.

    He is not picky about clothes, as long as they are comfortable.

    After getting dressed, Jiang Chuyan went to drink a cup of warm water, his amber eyes glowed, "Husband, thank you for taking care of me last night."

    Jiang Chuyan bit her lower lip and said apologetically, "Husband, I drank too much last night and got a fever later. Did I cause you trouble last night?"

    Yu Yuan's eyes were gentle, "No trouble."

    "I'm completely drunk, and now I don't remember anything, I don't have any impression. If I say something nonsense, my husband must not take it to heart."

    Jiang Chuyan is not good at lying. Every time he lies, his eyes dodge constantly, as if he is actively telling others that he is lying.

    "Young master doesn't remember anything?" Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

    Jiang Chuyan nodded heavily.

    The corners of Yu Yuan's lips curled into a smile, "Do you need me to help the young master to recall."

    Jiang Chuyan just wanted to say that he didn't need to help him recall, so he listened to Yu Yuan continue.

    "Master kissed me last night."

    Jiang Chuyan's face immediately flushed red, "???"

    Why did the male protagonist say it so ambiguous, as if they were kissing, but they just kissed on the cheek.

    The difference between a cheek kiss and a kiss is like the difference between a midnight alarm and a midnight bell. They are two completely different things.

    He couldn't help but want to refute, but once he refuted, he would be revealed.

    It's so hard.

    Jiang Chuyan's peach blossom eyes glowed with moist water, she bit her lip, and asked blankly, "Husband, what should I do?"

    Yu Yuan stared straight at him with dark eyes, and said slowly, "I have never kissed or been kissed by anyone."

    "Me too!"

    Jiang Chuyan's eyebrows and eyes were dyed light red, her moist lips were slightly parted, and she said in a low voice, "It's the first time for me."

    What a weird thing to say.

    It feels like he is dating the male lead qwq

    Yu Yuan teased: "Young master, should you be responsible?"

    Jiang Chuyan widened his amber eyes and asked nervously, "Why, how to be responsible?"

    The male lead will not ask him to pay.

    He is so poor now that he eats dirt.

    Jiang Chuyan tried his best to pose as a scumbag, and whispered: "If you want money or not, you will die."

    Jiang Chuyan blushed and said, "Husband, if you feel that you have suffered a loss, then you can kiss back again. Then we will be even."

    The male protagonist has a very serious psychological cleanliness, and it is absolutely impossible to kiss him.

    Yu Yuan's eyes fell on the light red and moist lips of the young man, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Young master, are you sure?"

    Jiang Chuyan's heart beat faster for two seconds, and he didn't understand what the male protagonist meant. Shouldn't the male lead really want to kiss him?

    Yu Yuan walked towards him, gradually approaching.

    The distance between the two is only a few feet away, as long as you lean over slightly, you can touch the warm skin.

    Jiang Chuyan had to raise his head slightly to meet Yu Yuan's eyes.

    Yu Yuan's dark eyes were filled with gloomy emotions that he could not understand, and the depression made him tremble.

    Suddenly, Yu Yuan leaned down.

    The moment Yu Yuan approached, Jiang Chuyan held his breath and even his heart stopped for a second. He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling.

    "Master, good morning kiss."

    Hearing the sound, Jiang Chuyan opened his amber pupils, but he couldn't help but calm down, "Husband, good morning."

    The air was silent.

    "Meow~" The puppet cat walked over and rubbed Jiang Chuyan's ankle with the soft back fluff.

    Jiang Chuyan blushed slowly, and the temperature of his cheeks continued to rise.

    He took the initiative to break the embarrassment and said with a blushing face: "I'm going to feed the cat dried fish, I'll go first."

     Putting those words down, Jiang Chuyan didn't want to stay for a second and left quickly.

    The Ragdoll cat blinked its watery blue eyes, "Meow."

    Jiang Chuyan was in a daze while feeding the cat dried fish.

    "Kissing" is beyond his comprehension.

    The young master has lived for twenty years and has never been in love, let alone kissed. Falling in love will only affect the speed of his career.

    He almost thought the man was kissing him just now.

    Isn't the male protagonist extremely homophobic, isn't the male protagonist extremely disgusted with contact with other people, doesn't the male protagonist have a serious cleanliness addiction. Why so abnormal, so scary.

    After feeding the dried fish, we still have to face the cruel reality.

    Jiang Chuyan returned to the living room with the courage of a strong man to break his wrist, feeling like going to a grave.

    Yu Yuan was sitting on the sofa reading a financial magazine, put down the magazine and asked, "Is the young master from another world?"

    Hearing this, Jiang Chuyan almost slammed his head into the goalpost.

    Jiang Chuyan smiled dryly: "Husband, what are you talking about? I don't understand at all hahaha."

    Yu Yuan stated slowly: "The young master told me last night that the world we live in is a book. I seem to be my son-in-law Long Aotian, and the young master is my marriage partner."

    Jiang Chuyan was about to faint, and he didn't understand how things turned out like this.

    He desperately added: "Husband, are you kidding me hahaha, how is it possible. We must believe in science, not superstition. The world is real, how can it be a book."

    "I had a dream a few days ago. I may have told you some nonsense in the dream, and what happened in the dream must not be taken seriously."

    Seeing the young man trying to hide his appearance, Yu Yuan found it interesting, "In the young master's dream, are we married?"

    Jiang Chuyan's heart was slightly bitter: "Not married."

    He was finally drained of blood by the male protagonist and turned into a mummified corpse. Not even a small life, let alone marriage.

    The male protagonist actually killed his filthy wife for Bai Yueguang.

    Hey, scumbag.

    Thinking of this, Jiang Chuyan was a little angry, and after two seconds, he became a puffer fish.

    In the small book, he made a hard note to Yu Yuan.

    The young master was inexplicably angry not once or twice, Yu Yuan had already adapted well.

    Yu Yuan made breakfast and brought it to the table.

    Jiang Chuyan held revenge, turned his head and said indifferently: "I don't eat it."

    "Young master really doesn't eat?" Yu Yuan lifted the lid.

    The aroma of braised pork wafted into the air immediately. Lingering on the tip of the nose, the West Lake Beef Soup was steaming hot.

    Jiang Chuyan snorted coldly, and raised his jaw in a particularly stubborn manner, "Oh, I can't even eat the food you cook."

    Yu Yuan couldn't help laughing and said, "Master, then I'll start eating."

    Jiang Chuyan stubbornly ignored people, his stomach growled twice.

    He didn't even bother to eat until he got up early in the morning.

     Very hungry.

     Hungry to the point of confusion.

    Hungry to the point of trance.

    Hungry to talk nonsense.

    Yu Yuan said with emotion: "The braised pork is well stewed and it smells delicious."

    Yu Yuan laughed out loud, "Master wants to eat braised pork? Is it my honor to feed this little panda, Master?"

    "Husband, you die!"

    Jiang Chuyan slapped the table angrily, vowing to die: "Even if I starve to death and die outside and jump from here, I won't eat a bite of the rice you made!"

    Yu Yuan took a piece of braised pork and put it on Jiang Chuyan's lips.

    He lowered his voice and coaxed, "Young master, don't you really want to try it? It's delicious."

    The surface of the braised pork is covered with icing sugar, and the color is crystal clear and red, which is very appetizing.

    Jiang Chuyan began to secrete saliva automatically in his mouth, and the self-control he was proud of gradually became broken.

    He stared at the braised pork and swallowed, "Since my husband invited me to taste it so strongly, then I will try it with reluctance. I tell you in advance that I will only eat one at most. Small bite, absolutely impossible to eat more."

    "Okay, the young master only takes a small bite." A smile appeared in Yu Yuan's eyes, and he fed the braised pork into the young master's mouth.

    The braised pork is soft and rotten, fat but not greasy. There was a faint scent of sugar at the beginning. It is estimated that when Yu Yuan was stewing the meat, he put sugar in the pot. The flesh is firm but not firm and melts in your mouth. The flavor of the broth has penetrated into the meat perfectly.

    When you bite down, the crispy skin bursts open, the sauce splashes in the mouth, and the taste is delicious.

    Jiang Chuyan squinted his eyes with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh: "Ah, it's really fragrant."

    "Bring me another bowl!"

    After eating two bowls of rice, Jiang Chuyan quickly forgot the unhappiness just now, and was sticky and greasy with Yu Yuan.

    Sure enough, braised pork is always amazing.

    Eating too much braised pork, Jiang Chuyan felt a little tired, "Husband, I want to eat fruit."

    "I'll go get the fruit for the young master." Yu Yuan brought the peaches in the fruit bowl to the boy.

    Jiang Chuyan took a peach from the fruit bowl and was about to bite down.

    Suddenly, I heard Yu Yuan's inquiring voice, "Master, are peaches delicious?"

    Jiang Chuyan didn't think about it, and replied intuitively: "It's delicious! The skin is thin and the flesh is tender, and the taste is particularly sweet. Remember to buy more next time."

    After finishing this long series of words, Jiang Chuyan stared at the intact peach in his hand and fell into an unspeakable silence.

    Crap, fooled.

    The male protagonist is testing him.

    The peaches were just bought, and he hadn't had time to eat them, except for one last night.

    The scheming male protagonist woo woo woo.

    "...husband, I'm talking about the peaches I ate before. I really don't remember what happened yesterday." The more Jiang Chuyan said, the lower his voice was, and he himself knew the reason Can't stand it at all.

    According to the Mary Sue novels he had read before, the book-wearers generally have no good end after they fall off their horses. Operating table for dissection.

    The male protagonist won't send him for an autopsy, woo woo woo...

    In desperation, Jiang Chuyan refused to obey, "Husband, listen to my sophistry."

    "Bah, husband, listen to my explanation."

    Jiang Chuyan was so anxious that his face was red, his eyes were misty, and he hurriedly walked towards Yu Yuan on the sofa.

    Walking too fast, Jiang Chuyan did not see the road under his feet clearly.

    Caught off guard, Jiang Chuyan's right foot was caught by the railing on the ground, and he fell uncontrollably towards the sharp edges of the sofa.

    Everything happened too fast, Jiang Chuyan closed his eyes in fear.

    He's going cold.

    Is the head knocking on the sharp edges and corners going to die?

    Wuwuwu let him finish the peaches before he dies.

    Yu Yuan wrapped his arms around the boy's waist and held the boy in his arms, preventing the boy from foolishly bumping into the sharp armrest of the sofa.

    Wait until everything calms down.

    There was no pain in his forehead, he was still alive, Jiang Chuyan opened his amber eyes in horror.

    In front of her eyes is an enlarged version of Yu Yuan's face.

    Even from such a death angle, Yu Yuan is still a mess.

    Jiang Chuyan admired the male protagonist's high-definition without code for a few seconds, and his mood couldn't help becoming happy.

    The lips seemed to touch something warm and soft.

    What is this weird thing?

    Jiang Chuyan curiously stuck out his tongue and licked it tentatively, trying to figure out what it was.

    The tip of the tongue feels soft and comfortable.

    Suddenly, he froze all over.

    ! ! !

    This is Yu Yuan's lips!

    He, he, he kissed Yu Yuan! ! !

    Not only that!

    Ahhhh! ! !

    He even licked it! ! !

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