Pure-hearted Protagonist Forced to Play a Shady Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Ye Ling was a well-behaved peony parrot. After an untimely death, he was coaxed by a system to enter various small worlds and play the role of a detestable... perverse stalker.

World 1:

Chapter 79: The anchor brother loves her deeply 26 He kissed her directly.

Chapter 79: The anchor brother loves her deeply 26 He kissed her directly.

The 10th anniversary celebration of Mo Yu will be held in Haicheng.

"Listen." Li Feng pulled the suitcase, his eyes fixed on Ye Ling, and explained word by word, "I'm gone for three days. You, stay home honestly. There's food in the refrigerator, and Auntie will come to clean it every day. Lock the door, and don't tell the password to anyone except Auntie and me. Especially that purple-haired guy and..."

He paused, emphasizing, "Qin Ci. Stay away from him."

Ye Ling nodded vigorously: "Yes! Don't worry, brother! I promise! I won't leave the house! I'll just stay at home and read!"

Li Feng stared at him suspiciously: "Really?"

"Really, really!" Ye Ling almost raised her hand to swear, "I'm so stupid, what if I get lost? What if I get cheated? Home is still safer!"

Li Feng: “…”

Looking at this "acting stupid and obedient" look, it's hard to tell for a moment whether this can be considered "smart."

Li Feng looked at him warily for a few seconds, then tentatively believed him and warned him again, "Remember, don't go to Haicheng. A place like the Festival isn't for you. It's a mixed crowd, full of bad people. They might kidnap you and sell you off to the mountains."

"Yeah! No, no, no, I absolutely won't go!" Ye Ling raised his finger as if swearing to the sky.

778 screamed frantically in Ye Ling's mind: [Host! He's setting a flag! We must pretend to obey now! Send a surprise from afar! Promote the emotional sublimation of the protagonist and the bottom at the celebration! This is the ultimate test for the cannon fodder pervert! Charge!]

Ye Ling sat obediently on the sofa and watched Li Feng leave with his suitcase. Only when his figure disappeared at the door did a hint of cunning flash across her hazelnut eyes.

Two hours later, at the airport.

Ye Ling wore a baseball cap and a mask, covering herself tightly, and huddled in the corner of the waiting hall like a thief.

[Host! Relax! Take a deep breath! We're just going to be a quiet background, and create a little... chaos at a crucial moment!]

"Brother Li Feng is right there..." Ye Ling lowered her voice and looked at Li Feng's stern silhouette standing out from the crowd at the boarding gate not far away, her heart beating like a pounding horse with nervousness.

[That's why we're taking the next one! Perfectly staggered! Unnoticed!] 778 is full of confidence.

Ye Ling clenched the ticket to Haicheng in his hand. His mind flashed with Li Feng's stern warning, then Qin Ci's meaningful smile, then the uncanny resemblance between Li Feng, Jiang Lian, and Shao Ye... It was a chaotic mess.

"Let's fight!" Ye Ling gritted his teeth, pulled the brim of his hat even lower, stood up and blended into the crowd.

Based on the information provided by 778, Ye Ling successfully checked into the most high-end five-star hotel near the celebration site. She gritted her teeth, swiped the bank card she brought from her hometown in one go, and checked into the top floor where Li Feng was.

[Host! The first step of infiltration was successful! Next, stand still and wait for the celebration to begin...]

Ye Ling rolled over on the soft big bed and just as she breathed a sigh of relief, the doorbell of the room suddenly rang with a "ding dong".

Ye Ling was so frightened that she jumped up from the bed: [Who?!]

He moved to the door tremblingly, looked through the peephole, and was almost scared to death.

The person standing outside the door has an upright posture, a noble temperament, and a perfect smile on his face. Who else could it be but Qin Ci?

Ye Ling's mind buzzed. It was over! He was exposed! He subconsciously tried to pretend he wasn't there, but Qin Ci, who was standing outside the door, seemed to have X-ray vision. His clear and smiling voice penetrated the door: "Junior brother Ye Ling? I know you're in there. Open the door, let's talk."

There was no way to hide. Ye Ling gritted her teeth and slowly opened the door.

Qin Ci walked in naturally, his eyes swept across Ye Ling's guilty face, and his smile deepened: "What a surprising encounter. Junior brother Ye Ling, I remember Li Feng warned you not to come to Haicheng?"

Ye Ling swallowed nervously, her eyes wandering, and she began to make up a lie on the spot: "I... I came here... to give Brother Li Feng a surprise." However, she spoke haltingly and her voice was so small that she had no confidence at all.

"Surprise?" Qin Ci raised an eyebrow and repeated slowly, his tone playful, "Do you need me to help you arrange a 'surprise' appearance? For example... a special guest on the red carpet of the celebration?"

"No, no, no!" Ye Ling was so scared that she waved her hands repeatedly, shaking her head like a rattle. "I'm not attending the celebration! Really! I'm just... just a spectator, an ordinary spectator. Senior Qin Ci, please don't tell him! Please!"

Qin Ci held back for a few seconds without saying anything. Seeing that Ye Ling was about to get angry, he finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Then he reached out and gently patted Ye Ling's shoulder while he looked nervous and confused.

"Don't worry. Since this is the 'surprise' you carefully prepared, I will naturally help you keep it a secret." Qin Ci's voice was gentle and smiling. "Besides, I wanted to invite you to Haicheng to play. Let's not tell you about the 'surprise' for Li Feng. You gave me a surprise first."

Ye Ling was confused by the watertight and smooth rhetoric. Not only did she not understand the hint, she even forgot that she should ask Qin Ci how he knew about her hotel room.

But the next moment, Qin Ci took the initiative to answer this question: "Today, this hotel is reserved by Mo Yu. Usually, reservations are required. I'm afraid you are the only one who came here with your luggage and asked to check in without saying hello..."

As he spoke, the hand that had been patting Ye Ling's shoulder moved upwards and gently twisted his golden hair. "I told you long ago that I would do my best to be a good host. The room fee you just paid will be returned to you within 24 hours."

The hand on his temple was too close, and Ye Ling tensed up uncomfortably. It wasn't until his knuckles "accidentally" brushed against his cheek that he jumped back as if struck by lightning, pulling two meters away. "Then... thank you."

"...You're welcome." Qin Ci sighed with some regret, but still remained elegant. He even closed the door for Ye Ling when he left.

Hearing the sound of the lock being locked, Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief, her back covered in cold sweat: [778! I was so scared! Did he believe it?]

778: [Believe it or not is irrelevant, you are here to cause trouble! Host, be confident! Celebration night, the center of the storm!]

After nearly a day's journey, night and fatigue crept in. Someone walked silently along the thickly carpeted hotel corridor.

It turned out that Qin Ci had returned and knocked on Ye Ling's door again.

"Have dinner together? I'll treat you." He was really unwilling to give up.

"Thank you, but..." Ye Ling was about to refuse the content outside the script.

Qin Ci twisted his chin and mentioned it casually, "Hey... I heard that Li Feng and a group of people were also in that restaurant."

Ye Ling's heart skipped a beat and she blurted out, "Brother Li Feng? Who is he with?"

"Ask me?" Qin Ci looked over with a half-smile. "Isn't he your 'brother'? How could you not know?"

"I..." Ye Ling was speechless for a moment.

"Well then," Qin Ci invited again, his lips curled up slightly, "would you like to go have dinner together?"

As they walked downstairs, they saw a heavy rain outside the window. Qin Ci readily agreed to go to the hotel's upscale restaurant instead. Ye Ling sat down absentmindedly, not savoring her food.

Since Qin Ci is here and Li Feng is out with friends, should we avoid those plots designed for the top and bottom protagonists tonight? Thinking of this, Ye Ling quietly raised her eyes and met Qin Ci's concerned gaze: "What's wrong? Not to your liking?"

Ye Ling shook his head hurriedly.

At this moment, Zhou Haotian, preparing to attend tomorrow's event, walked into the restaurant. He spotted Qin Ci and was about to greet him when he was shocked to discover that the person sitting across from him was the "little angel" who had been dragged into the esports club as a mascot by Lu Ren and whose game skills were so bad that they were barely scratching their feet.

Apart from that face and the unworthy title of "Senior Li Feng's younger brother"... In Zhou Haotian's opinion, Li Feng was just a senior who had graduated long ago. It was already polite of him not to provoke Ye Ling. There was no way he would look up to this idiot just because of this relationship.

But now... this person is actually dining at the same table with Prince Mo Yu, Qin Ci?

Qin Ci saw Zhou Haotian approaching and just glanced at him lightly. Then he calmly picked up the steak on his plate and handed it to Ye Ling: "Try this."

"Young Master Qin..." Zhou Haotian stopped two steps away, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "What a coincidence."

"Hmm?" Qin Ci raised his eyes, a gentle smile hanging on his lips. "The anchors invited by Mo Yu are all arranged in this hotel. I'm staying here for convenience, so naturally I'll stay here too."

The implication is that it is not a coincidence.

Zhou Haotian was speechless for a moment, his eyes involuntarily drifted towards Ye Ling, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Young Master Qin was very good at dealing with people, and he continued without leaving any trace: "As for Ye Ling, he is not Mo Yu's anchor, but a friend I personally invited."

Ye Ling, who had her back to Zhou Haotian, did not see the various emotions that flashed across his face: unwillingness, anger, jealousy, which were finally suppressed by his forced decency into a funny expression.

Qin Ci remained calm and composed, not even stopping to serve Ye Ling: "Try this one."

Zhou Haotian sensed a hint of being chased away, yet he was reluctant to give up this rare opportunity for conversation. He froze for a few seconds, until Qin Ci glanced at him again. Finally, a sudden inspiration struck him: "Mr. Qin, will Blade... show up tomorrow?"

Qin Ci seemed unsure, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "It depends on his wishes. If he doesn't want to, it's okay to wear a mask. It's not easy for Mo Yu to persuade him."

"I see." Zhou Haotian lowered his eyes to hide the dark light that flashed across his eyes. "Then I won't bother you two anymore. Please enjoy your meal."

Ye Ling mechanically tasted the dishes Qin Ci brought her, but her mind was completely on the conversation just now.

As far as he knew, Li Feng had always hated using his family background or appearance to attract attention. Even without these, his live streaming career was still booming. His attendance at the anniversary celebration was ostensibly to repay the Qin family's parents' kindness, but in reality, it was just a stage set up by the plot to promote the relationship between the top and the bottom.

Out-of-town, hotel, lively celebrations, inevitable dinners and drinks... when these keywords are combined together, a perfect stage is set.

Blade's fans may be full of curiosity and voyeurism about the great god they are obsessed with, curious about his appearance and origins, but unfortunately, these are not the theme of this plot - the seemingly plausible gossip and scandals between him and Prince Mo Yu are.

"Ye Ling?" Qin Ci's concerned voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah..." Ye Ling quickly chewed the food in her mouth, "It's delicious."

His absentminded reply accidentally answered the question Qin Ci had asked a few minutes ago, but Qin Ci did not feel unhappy about being neglected at all. His perfect smile was filled with a bit of genuine joy: "Well, if it tastes good, eat more. Would you like something to drink? Juice? Wine?"

"Ah... No, thank you. Water will be enough." Ye Ling quickly picked up the water cup in front of him.

Qin Ci smiled, picked up his own water glass, and casually revealed, "Actually, I don't like socializing outside. What I like most is a simple meal with family and friends. Even if work really requires it, I will try to replace alcohol with tea to prevent alcohol from hindering my work."

His tone was light and only after careful consideration could one realize the implication of Li Feng's going out for dinner.

Unfortunately, Ye Ling didn't think about it too much and just breathed a sigh of relief at the literal meaning.

"How is that possible!" 778 in his mind retorted excitedly, "Of course our Jinjiang protagonist has to drink! He's just not very good at it! Otherwise, how would the drunken sex scene unfold? Besides, this time we're in Haicheng, the timing and location are perfect..."

"Cough." Ye Ling coughed lightly to stop the noise in his head.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ci was more attentive than most people. "Are you feeling unwell? Did you catch a cold? Go upstairs and rest early."

As he spoke, he stood up, holding his coat with one hand and placing the other hand on Ye Ling's side, behaving politely and considerately.

"You've been living with someone like Li Feng for a long time..." He lowered his voice, seemingly unintentionally saying, "Although Li Feng is a few years older than you, he's probably more careless and reckless than a young man. You should take better care of yourself. If you get sick or injured, it's the people who truly care about you who will be distressed..."

Unfortunately, Ye Ling was a complete fool. Not only did she not understand romance, she was also embarrassed and at a loss when he approached her.

"Brother Feng! Look who that is?"

The hotel lobby was magnificent. The shouts from the other side of the revolving door disappeared in the sound of the fountain before they reached the elevator.

Li Feng was supported by Zou Kai as he walked in. He had an unbearable stomachache and was almost hanging on Zou Kai. However, upon hearing the sound, he suddenly straightened his back and looked in the direction of the sound.

Just before the elevator door closed, I caught sight of two familiar figures, one in front and one behind.

That golden-haired troublemaker, and... that imported plaster that can't be shaken off!

Ye Ling and Qin Ci.

He wasn't surprised Ye Ling had secretly followed him to Haicheng, but he hadn't expected this "secret" to be limited to him! In front of Qin Ci, they were completely open and honest! They stayed in the same hotel, took the elevator upstairs together, and even... had a good chat?

The churning gastric juice seemed to splash into sparks, and Li Feng almost exploded on the spot.

Qin Ci walked Ye Ling to the door of the room, reluctant to leave. He looked at him deeply, almost using all his life's knowledge: "You treated me to dinner, why don't you invite me in to sit and have a drink?"

"Hmm..." Ye Ling quickly glanced back, only to see the messy luggage covering the bed and the sofa. He scratched his hair in embarrassment, "Senior Qin... why don't you go back and rest? Your room isn't far away, and there should be free water and drinks in the refrigerator."

Qin Ci couldn't help but laugh. He wasn't one to force anyone, so he could only sigh with regret: "Okay then. I'll pick you up at the venue tomorrow?"

This time, Ye Ling couldn't find a reason to refuse, so she nodded obediently.

After seeing Qin Ci off, Ye Ling quietly slipped out of the room again. He was really curious about which room Li Feng lived in. The top floor suite was the most luxurious in the entire hotel, so Li Feng must be living on this floor as well.

I wonder if Li Feng, who went out for dinner, has returned? I wonder who he was with, and how much he drank...

Ye Ling was worried and walked around in circles in the corridor.

His steps suddenly stopped and his breathing stopped.

Zou Kai was struggling to drag Li Feng out of the elevator, muttering, "Ancestors..."

Ye Ling approached cautiously following the sound.

Next to the green plants in the elevator hall, a tall man squatted on the ground, curled up in a ball. The warm yellow light made his shadow long and lonely. Even from several steps away, the strong smell of alcohol could be smelled.

It’s Li Feng!

Beside him, Zou Kai, in a flowered shirt, was hunched over, one hand digging into the crack in the wall to steady his swaying body, the other hand slid under Li Feng's armpit. He was so stifled that the veins on his neck were popping out, and he kept saying something incoherently: "Brother! Can you please stop fighting with this broken floor? Your room is right up ahead, I can't pull you away, at least move a few steps on your own!"

He tried to pull it up with all his strength, but Li Feng seemed to be welded to the ground, and instead caused Zou Kai to stagger and hit his knee against the corner of the wall.

Zou Kai rubbed his knees and gasped, then reached out and patted Li Feng on the back, his tone full of helplessness: "Brother, please say something!"

There was a buzzing sound in Ye Ling's mind, and the faded memories suddenly flooded before his eyes.

In the previous world, Shao Ye was also like this, curled up drunk in the middle of the night, holding his stomach and trembling with pain...

Li Feng's current posture, combined with the scene in his memory, was like a thunderclap, which made him lose all his worries.

"Brother!" Ye Ling rushed over worriedly, scaring the half-drunk Zou Kai.

"Hey, brother..." Zou Kai responded subconsciously, but Ye Ling didn't see him at all and tried to help Li Feng on her own.

Ye Ling's fingertips just touched Li Feng's arm, but before she could exert any force, she was grabbed by the wrist. Ye Ling's heart tightened, and her rationality returned. She remembered that she had secretly come to Haicheng against orders...

But... He struggled for a moment, but didn't run away in anger. Instead, he asked anxiously and panickedly, "Brother Li Feng, are you feeling unwell? Is it a stomachache? I'll get you some warm water..."

Zou Kai squinted his drunken eyes and stared for a long time before finally recognizing Ye Ling. He quickly waved his paws to stop him: "Hey, hey, hey, brother! No, no, no, I won't bother you! He's just drunk. I... I'll try again!"

As he was about to pull Li Feng, he was swatted away by Li Feng before he even touched him. The force was like swatting a fly. Zou Kai cried out "ouch" and his back hit the wall hard, and the mobile phone in his arms fell to the ground with a "click".

Zou Kai rubbed his aching back and was about to pick up his phone when he looked up and saw Li Feng pulling Ye Ling into his arms with his backhand, his movements were intimate and ambiguous.

He froze in place for a moment, forgetting to pick up his phone, and was almost sober.

The hot smell of alcohol exhaled from the man's lips and teeth instantly enveloped Ye Ling. Li Feng's fingers with thin calluses pinched his chin, forcing him to look up and look at him.

Those eyes, usually deep and sharp, were now filled with confusion. He leaned in very close, his hot breath spraying on Ye Ling's face, and his voice was so unclear that it sounded like he was talking in a dream: "Hmm... That idiot... How could he be here? It must be... A dream..."

Ye Ling's jaw ached from being pinched, but her mind was still preoccupied with his condition. She stammered in response, her tone full of coaxing, "Yes... yes! I was dreaming! Brother, you've had too much to drink. Go back to your room and rest... okay?"

Zou Kai was watching with trepidation from the side. He took small steps quietly to try to pull Ye Ling out, muttering softly, "Brother Ye Ling, please be patient. This bastard might be drunk and his mind is not clear. I'll do it..."

But just as he stretched out his hand halfway, he met Li Feng's eyes. Although the eyes were drunken, they carried an unquestionable deterrent force. Zou Kai was so scared that he retracted his hand instantly, as if he had been burned. His heart was pounding:

It’s over, it’s over. If I offend him at this time, I’m afraid I’ll be thrown out of the window!

"Dream on..." Li Feng's brows relaxed a little, as if he was very satisfied with Ye Ling's answer. He loosened his hand that was pinching his chin and stroked Ye Ling's cheek instead.

Ye Ling froze, her skin burning from being touched, but she still worried: "Brother, don't be like this... Get up first..."

Zou Kai was scratching his head anxiously, standing on tiptoe to look, squatting down to pick up his phone, and kept saying, "Brother, you're right! The ground is cold! Get up!"

But Li Feng didn't listen at all, his eyes fixed on Ye Ling's lips. Those lips, slightly opened due to nervousness, with a moist luster, became the only focus in his chaotic world.

Alcohol completely overwhelmed his rationality. He tilted his head slightly, without a greeting or any warning, and kissed her directly.

Ye Ling's pupils suddenly shrank and he was completely stunned.

Zou Kai was so frightened that he almost jumped up with a cry: "Oh my god! Are you crazy?! Let me go! Do you know who this is?!"

He slapped his thigh in frustration, but he didn't dare to go forward. He could only watch helplessly, cursing himself in his heart: I should have known not to drink with him! How am I going to clean up this mess?

The scorching touch, the strong smell of alcohol, and the overbearing sense of aggression instantly overwhelmed Ye Ling. Li Feng's kiss was unskillful, yet filled with a devastating possessiveness. He bit his lips and pried open his teeth.

An iron-like arm held tightly around his waist, preventing him from moving.

Zou Kai looked at the two people hugging each other, and hesitated for a long time. He still didn't dare to go forward. He could only cover his forehead and mutter softly: "I didn't see anything... I don't know anything..."

His head was buzzing and he turned around and ran away cowardly.

The lights in the corridor, the soft carpet, and even the sharp alarm of the 778 system in my mind became a blurred background.

In Ye Ling's senses, there was only the chaotic and intense entanglement between the lips and teeth, and the shuddering sense of familiarity that seemed to be drawn from the depths of his soul.

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The author has something to say: Kiss, kiss, [poor] [poor]

This article is expected to cover 3 or 4 worlds. I feel that this world is about enough, so it will be almost over when the two characters fully recover their memories.

The next book is "Traveling Back to the Villain's Youth" (originally titled "The Villain's Reformation") [Let me read it][Let me read it]