MTL - It’s Actually Not Easy Wanting to be a Supporting Male Lead-Chapter 129

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During the period of his recovery, the relationship between Deere and Selman did not improve gradually. Of course, he did not expect any improvement in Selman’s scum attack. He had to wait for him to wake up and wait for him. Help Deere and Anson "elope" after it!

Oh, thinking about it, suddenly there is something uncomfortable.

Although Selman had decided to make Dil a little better before, but Deere did not appreciate it. What he needs is respect, and Selman can never give him, because he is still a pet in the eyes of Selman.

Similarly, Deere’s resistance is also doomed to the fact that Selman’s connivance against him cannot continue.

The prince of Selman's blood family is the most noble being, and his arrogance and self-respect are born. Selman almost never deliberately greeted anyone, and once this ban was rejected, he had to bear the anger that the prince had ignited after being beaten.

Soon, the second conflict between Selman and Deere broke out, and he was summoned to Selman's face, listening to his complaints and dissatisfaction with Deere.

"You said, where is he still not satisfied?!" Selman immediately vented his stomach after seeing the cockroach, then irritatedly inserted his finger into his hair. "I am too Indulge him, and pamper him with lawlessness, he must give him a lesson! If the pet is not obedient, then he will listen to him!"

"Have you hit him?" He frowned.

"...No." Selman hesitated, and then snorted. "It’s just a lesson. Just like his little body, he really wants to fight. It’s estimated that he can’t live on the spot!”

Sighed: "It’s a lesson. It’s estimated that Deere can’t stand it. You just push him farther and farther.”

"What can I do then?!" Selman couldn't help but stand up and raise his voice.

Look at Selman's rare anger and disappointment, his expression worried, but he couldn't help but cheer and dismissed the flower: "In your heart, what is Deere?"

"Pet." Selman answered without hesitation.

"But, Deere obviously doesn't want to be your pet."

"Oh..." Selman sneered disdainfully. "What does he want to be? But it is a despicable human being. It is a gift to be my pet!"

When I opened my mouth and didn't speak, I heard a string of rapid footsteps coming from the doorway, and I went farther and farther.

隋垣: "..............."

Selman: "..............."

"...is Deere." He sympathetically glanced at Selman, whose face was stiff for a moment.

- Accurately abuse your heart and add wax.

Selman sat back on the couch with a gloomy expression.

"You...in fact, it’s not like treating Dill as a pet..." He sighed softly, his grey eyes flashing with fear, loss and relief.

Selman stabbed his eyes, and some uncomfortably removed his gaze: "Don't take him as a pet, what is it?"

He looked down and seemed to want to say something, but he wanted to stop.

The story is here, Ya'an should have discovered that even Selman has not yet noticed the feelings, he lost in the feelings he can not confide - of course, for Deere! - Resolutely decided to let go, but worried that this relationship will bring disaster to both.

Therefore, even if he noticed, he did not tell the truth, but decided to break up the two.

End this intertwined feeling and avoid the tragedy that is very likely to come in the future.

"I... go see Deere." He said slowly, "I will try to persuade him to persuade him."

"...It's best." Although Selman still didn't want Ya'an and Deere to go too close, but did not stop. Perhaps, he does hold a glimmer of hope, hoping that Ya'an can change Deere's attitude, but the tone can't avoid some yin and yang. "He always keeps in mind about you. Before I can't wait farther away from me, I heard you coming. I actually ran here, probably just to see you."

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Selman felt that the expression on his face was more glaring, and he waved his hand and kicked him out.

隋垣 Closely close the door, let the protagonist of the hard attack attack oneself to taste the bitterness that was rejected by the sweetheart, then find a servant to ask, and soon found the location of Deere.

Like the first time he met, Deere was hiding in the red rose bush in the back garden. He deliberately increased his footsteps and attracted the attention of the protagonist in the depression.

"...Yan Ya'an." Dil smiled reluctantly, trying to stand up and salute, but was stopped by the shackles. He walked over to Deere and sat in his immediate position: "You just heard...?"

"...Yes." Deere lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly. The thin young boy curled up and looked more and more pitiful. "You are right, I don't want to be Selman... The owner is a pet, is Not very self-sufficient? Despicable humans... Oh, being a pet is already a gift..."

Hearing that Deere repeated the words of Selman, he knew that this sentence hurt Deere. He tried to raise his hand and touched Deere's hair. Deere stiffened for a moment, did not escape, and did not respond.

"Selman is such a character. His self-respect is very strong. He believes that the blood family is far more noble than human beings. This is a concept that has been engraved on him for thousands of years. It cannot be changed." He said slowly, then he said Turn, "You, like - even love Selman, is it?"

Deere's eyes trembled, biting his lips and dare not reveal a sigh of relief, but looking at the sly eyes that seemed to understand everything, he finally smacked his own mouth: "...Yes, it’s stupid. right?"

"Yes." He replied cruelly, leaving no trace of comfort to Deere.

Deere’s expression was almost crying, but he still tried to hold back.

"Selman won't like you, never will." Ya'an wants to break up this marriage, so he treated Deere so coldly for the first time. Although he was deeply sympathetic to Deere, he did not have the slightest Pity, "If so, what do you want to do?"

Deere did not speak.

"...If you want to leave and leave Selman, I can help you." The soft tone is like a devil's whisper. "Anson has been worried about you and has been asking me to take you away, if you wish, I can let him escape with you."

Deere’s body trembled, and he had to say that he was tempted and shaken. He loves Selman, but Selman can never give back his same feelings and escape. It is a very tempting proposal, not to mention the Ya'an who he always trusts and loves. Also, he can see the friend Anson again.

The balance in Deere’s mind was tilting, and he struggled and shook his head: “I... I need to think again, I... I want to try again...”

"Okay." He didn't force Deere. He stood up and looked at Deere, who was shrinking into a ball. His eyes were sorrowful. "If you decide, tell me, I will help you."

"...Thank you, Master Ya'an..." Deere replied weakly, watching as he turned and left, gradually clenching his fists.

He wants to try again for his own love. If he fails, he gives up completely.

Finally, the story was successfully promoted to the eve of elopement, and the mood was exceptionally good. Unsurprisingly, when he returned to Zhao Wei and there, Zhao Weihe was particularly stunned by the sunny expression on his face.

"You just want me to run away with Deere?" Zhao Wei and a cold, quickly broke the excitement.

I have some embarrassment: "There will be this in the morning and evening. This is not a problem I don't want."

"But the expression on your face is not that." Zhao Weihe put his hands on his back and chin. "But then, you and I will be hurt, have you forgotten?"

I remembered Zhao Yu and the feeling of rain and rain because of his injury, and thought that he would soon be slain and slammed out of his territory by Selman, and suddenly the crisis was overwhelming: "Next, no matter How bad I am hurt, you can't do anything extra!"

I already knew that Zhao Wei and I would say this, and my eyes were gloomy.

"We are the actors, injuries and even death are very normal things, you see it too seriously." He looked at Zhao Yuhe seriously. "Before, you didn't care about these things, didn't you? In those worlds, aren't we all dead and dead all the way?"

"That is because I didn't care enough about you at the time, I didn't love you enough." Zhao Wei and helplessly hugged him. "But now, I can't stand any harm to you."

"I was also hurt in the last world. You didn't react so much." Frown.

"That is because I have confirmed that you are just doing it." Zhao Wei and retorted, "The poisoning will soon be solved, and the fighting will not do its best. You can only lie to those unsuspecting outsiders."

"In short, no matter what, you have to bear it." This time, he was not comforted by Zhao Yuhe's Huairou, but he pushed him away in a cold and strong manner. "I am not a masochist. It is possible to maintain the best playing state, and without affecting the plot, we can protect each other, just like last time, but it can't exceed one degree. I am the actor, this is the meaning of my existence, even though I am not doing well enough. But you can't deprive it."

Zhao Yuhe was so hard and stubborn that he was so stunned. He used to be unscrupulous in front of him. It was because he knew that the other person didn’t care about it. He could accommodate him, but this time it was different. He seemed to touch it. The bottom line of the embarrassment, and the old man who is flat and round, once hardened, means that it cannot be changed.

Zhao Weihe does not want to conflict with him, so he must take a step back: "When is the meaning of your existence become me?"

I saw Zhao’s weakness and his expression relaxed. He swept Zhao and glanced at him without answering.

Zhao Yihe frowned. "What do you mean by that look?"

He coughed softly: "Probably... can't bear to poke your fantasies?"

Zhao Wei and Xiao Yan said, there is still a bit of indignation: "I really don't know what you are stubborn. Like me, abandoning the plot and enjoying every world is not good? Since I have created you from you. From the moment you regain it, the embarrassment on your body will no longer exist. The score is optional for you. Why do you have to limit yourself?"

He shook his head, he didn’t understand it, and he didn’t need to understand it. This is the deep-rooted law that he has been engraved in his bones since he was created. He can’t imagine himself completely out of the plot, like Zhao Wei. And do not understand his dedication to the plot.

"I like to be with you, and I like life as a player. Now these two points are not contradictory, aren't they?" In the eyes of the eyes, it is a simple doubt. "As a player, you will definitely be injured. Understand that you don't like me to be hurt, and I will feel the same, but it is only this. I don't understand why you have such a big reaction, and even affect the story."

Zhao Wei and his frustrated face licked his hair. He didn't know how to explain it to him. Even the more he said, the more he felt that he was unreasonable.

It’s awful!

Zhao Yihe feels that he should find an opportunity for him to understand. Of course, it is not the time.

- Lovers need to adjust and teach, and even more so, Zhao Weihe believes that he has enough time, at least he has taught this missing guy what is love, isn't it?

After some deep talks, Zhao Weihe followed the embarrassing request and promised that no matter how badly Selman played him, he would never do anything extra. I am very satisfied with this. I don’t know that my lover is making a small calculation for this. I hope I can take it further in his heart.

- Another round of jealousy with the plot of the king, Zhao Yi and always have fun.

A few days later, I saw Deere again, and the protagonist who was once again abused by the heart was looked down and looked down, but his eyes were exceptionally firm.

"I want to leave Selman," Deere said. "Please help me."

"I will try my best." He placed his hand on Deere's shoulder and promised softly.

The "Elopement" drama was finally staged.

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