The Actor Wants to Divorce

Ji An was thrown back to his apartment.

The hands and feet of the two men were not serious, and they just threw Ji An on the ground like a trash.

Ji An's teeth knocked on the floor, and there was a **** smell immediately.

He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and as soon as he raised his head, he looked at Ying Qi sitting lazily with his legs wide spread.

He had just finished taking a shower, his hair was still wet, his upper body was simply a piece of clothing, and his lower body was surrounded by a white bath towel. He bowed his head and stared at Ji An as if Ji An was a humble ant.

Ji An smiled hard: "Brother Ying Qi, you... please let me go."

He staggered to his feet from the ground.

"Kneel well."

Ying Qi swishly touched the floor with his toes.

Ji An was stunned twice, then knelt down silently.

His lips hurt too much, and his brain screamed "buzzing", and his eyes subconsciously cast a glance at the open window behind Ying Qi.

He had thought about it, and he had to fight or scold him.

But if Ying Qi really touched himself, he would just jump downstairs and would never let Ying Qi succeed.

There is no other reason.

He just... doesn't want to be looked down upon by that person anymore.

Ji An's eyes turned to Ying Qi's face, and her voice was low: "Ying Qi, your brother's death...I'm sorry, you really hate me too, so you come up to me and I promise you won't fight back..."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Qi suddenly stood up. He walked in front of Ji An in a few steps, reached out his hand to lift Ji An from the ground, and threw it on the sofa.

"Ying Qi!"

Ying Qi pressed Ji An's stomach with one knee, and took off Ji An's clothes with his hands.

"I won't beat you tonight, I said, I, want, do, you."

He stretched out his hand and tore open Ji An's clothes directly.

Seeing that he was really here, Ji An struggled desperately: "Ying Qi! You **** let me go!"

Ying Qi stretched out his hand and slapped Ji An directly.

Normally, Ji An may no longer resist.

But at this moment, he looked at the man in front of him short of breath, and all he thought of was Lin Zhaozhi's cold expression looking at him.

He thought of Xu Yan again, the bright, clean boy who was about his age, and he easily got Lin Zhaozhi's love.

From the time he left home to today, he has never resented anyone, nor has he complained about himself, how he was bullied and suppressed, he still grows like a weed and lives.

For him, Lin Zhaozhi is a ray of light in his life.

It's like a child who has never eaten sugar before, and when he tastes the sweet taste all at once, he will feel reluctant to give up, and he can't help but desire more...

Just like wild bamboo shoots emerging from the spring day, extravagant hopes and fantasies can't help but breed in my heart.

Can he...

Get closer to him.

But Lin Zhaozhi rejected him.

Because what he wants is a clean, obedient, honest boy who knows everything about him.

He Ji'an doesn't meet every one of them.

When he was young, his grandparents told him to be a child who didn't lie.

It is not that he does not want to be honest with Lin Zhaozhi, but the past and energy that happened to him, saying that it is difficult for him to tell Lin Zhaozhi.

Because I really like it, I desperately want to maintain my prudent dignity.

It's all because of them...

Because Ying Qi.

Step by step, he turned himself into such an unbearable waste.

No friends, no family, no education, nothing...

At this moment, Ji An's heart was filled with anger and hatred.

He looked at Ying Qi's face and suddenly pushed him to the floor!

"Boom!"

Ying Qi's head hit the ground in various ways, making a dull accent.

"Jian! You fucking..."

He was dizzy for a while, and it was difficult to get up from the ground.

Ji An looked at him coldly, and after a moment of silence, he turned around, went to the kitchen and got a fruit knife out.

The blade was sharp and shone with cold light, as if it was blowing cold air out.

Ying Qi was stunned for a moment when he was slowing down.

He stared at the tip of his knife, and after a brief silence, he suddenly let out a sneer.

"Heh, Ji An, are you really good at it?" He slowly stood up from the ground, "Now not only dare to resist me, but also dare to take a knife at me."

Ji An stubbornly held the knife: "You forced me!"

Ying Qi laughed twice, and walked towards Ji An step by step, "What did I force you? Did I force you to get together with your brother?"

"You like that Lin Zhaozhi so much, don't you?" Ying Qi's eyes were slightly red, and the cold tone was full of certain emotions that could not be said: "Jian, you have changed. You have never been before. It will treat me like this. You can listen to what I say. How did you become like this with Lin Zhaozhi?"

"Don't come here!"

Ji An's voice was trembling, and he held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and kept moving back.

Knowing that he retreated to the corner and hit his back against the cold wall, there was no way to escape.

Ying Qi walked in front of Ji An step by step, looking at the trembling boy, he reached out and held the knife, with the cold blade facing his stomach.

"Do you dare to kill me?" He asked Ji An with a smile: "Do you know how many years of punishment is required to kill someone? Are you sure Lin Zhaozhi will like a murderer?"

Ji An's eyes trembled violently.

Ying Qi grasped Ji An's wrist and slightly relieved of his strength. The knife fell to Ji An's feet with a "click--" and was kicked far away by Ying Qi.

Ji An looked at him desperately, tears welled up in his eyes: "Why are you doing this to me... I apologize... Why are you being so bad to me..."

Ying Qi stretched out his hand, held down the back of Ji An's head, and hugged him into his arms.

He sighed lowly: "Hey, don't cry, I'm not very bad to you."

Ji An was in Ying Qi's arms, his shoulders trembling constantly, whimpering like a cub.

Ying Qi stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ji An's newly grown hair.

"Jian, you must remember that this is what you owe me to our Yingjia, so your entire life, including your people, will be our Yingjia. If you dare to be with others, I will be very angry."

Ji An's shoulders trembled twice, and he whispered: "I am not from your Yingjia, and I don't owe you either. I want to be with Lin Zhaozhi..."

This voice made Ying Qi's eyes suddenly black.

He stretched out his hand and directly pressed Ji An against the wall, and his broad and powerful palm directly pinched Ji An's neck.

"You want to be with him! Ji'an, can you be a little self-aware? People have driven you out of the house, and you still love him like a **** dog, how cheap are you?"

His strength was so big and heavy that Ji An felt that his neck seemed to be chopped off.

The pain of suffocation made him keep breaking Ying Qi's hand. Just when he suspected that he was going to be strangled to death by Ying Qi, the man finally let go of him.

Ji An clutched his neck and gasped desperately.

Ying Qi looked down at Ji An, who was sitting on the ground, and in front of him at 1.88 meters, the man was too thin.

The height of less than 1.8 meters, the slender figure, the bee waist that he can wrap around with almost one hand...

In front of him, Ji An was just like a little kid, without the slightest ability to resist.

It is easier to squeeze him to death than to squeeze an ant.

But he was not afraid of death and told him that he likes Lin Zhaozhi and he wants to be with Lin Zhaozhi!

What's so good about that man?

Ji An belongs to him alone.

It is a dog, and he should be a dog alone. He absolutely does not allow Ji An to wag his tail at others.

Ying Qi bowed his head and pulled away the bath towel on his waist.

"If you don't want to do it, use your hands."

After more than forty minutes, Ying Qi was dressed again, and he looked up at the clock on the wall.

It's early morning.

Ying Ting’s birthday is here.

He turned his head and looked at Ji An again, and said coldly: "You can kneel here tonight, and make atonement for my brother."

After he finished speaking, he went directly to Ji An's bedroom.

When Ji An waited for him to close the door, he ran to the sofa and hugged a pillow, cushioning it under his knees.

He didn't want to resist Ying Qi anymore, he just hoped that this night would pass quickly.

Sitting on his knees in the corner of the living room alone, he looked at the wall clock on the wall, and suddenly he couldn't remember.

When is his own birthday?

Is it June 4th or 5th?

It's been a long time since his birthday, he almost can't remember.

Ji An took the phone out of his pocket and found Lin Zhaozhi's WeChat.

He wanted to talk to Lin Zhaozhi, but he looked at Lin Zhaozhi's head, but he didn't know what to say.

If you say that you are bullied to death, you will never go back to look for him...

Ji An sniffed vigorously with red eyes, then raised his hand and slapped himself.

"The mouth is so cheap!"

After the fight, you can talk to him, right?

Shameless, shameless chant.

Even with a pillow, Ji An still felt severe knee pain after kneeling for a long time. He simply sat cross-legged on the ground with his back against the wall, hesitating for a long time, and finally sent a message to Lin Zhaozhi.

When receiving this text message, Lin Zhaozhi was having afternoon tea with his parents.

Lin Zhaozhi couldn't help but raise the corners of Lin Zhaozhi's lips when he saw the cute emoji package sent by Ji An.

This little idiot.

[Lin Zhaozhi: Didn’t you say you didn’t contact me? 】

[Ji An: Hehehehehehehehehehe. 】

Lin Zhaozhi almost didn't laugh.

[Lin Zhaozhi: Shameless? 】

[Ji An: Can it be done without it? You accompany me to talk, I'm bored and can't sleep. 】

Xu Shi's smile on Lin Zhaozhi's face surprised Lin's mother. She asked, "Son, are you in a situation?"

Lin Zhaozhi recovered: "Huh? No."

"What kind of expression is that without you, I'm so tired of it."

Lin Zhaozhi gently pressed his phone on the table, took a sip of coffee, "a friend."

Mother Lin sighed, "You are not young anymore, it's time to think about the major events in your life."

Lin Zhaozhi thought of Ji An somehow.

He asked: "Mom, if your daughter-in-law is not that perfect, would you be very angry?"

Director Lin likes Ji An! I just didn't notice it!