[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

Since being photographed in the car with Hao Kaixin and announcing his debut, Zhou Mao's life has not been so leisurely.He finally understood what Hao Kaixin meant by "excessive fans".

Not to mention the harassment of him by the paparazzi and other film and television companies, the insulting letters that Zhou Mao receives every day can flood his mailbox.Neighbors in the community have complained to Zhou Mao more than once. Many fans of Hao Kaixin came to the building where Zhou Mao lived, scribbled on the walls of the building, painted all kinds of paint and scolded him in different ways, and left There is a lot of garbage, making the corridor dirty.While Zhou Mao apologized, he had to spend a lot of time cleaning the corridor.

But that's nothing.Zhou Mao is an optimistic person by nature.He doesn't have to go to work in this world, so he naturally has a lot of time to clean up the corridors.He even opened the letters one by one, on the grounds that "I have never seen what a threatening letter looks like in my life, and I will see enough next time."

But other than that, when Zhou Mao crossed the road these days, he accidentally passed a car more than once.When a large truck rubbed against Zhou Mao's clothes and hit the wall, Zhou Mao felt his little heart was about to burst out of fright.

"This is the plot of a novel." The narrator comforted Zhou Mao: "You were attacked by radical fans, and Hao Kaixin felt distressed when he saw it, so you could live in his house reasonably, be protected by him, and then achieve a sweet cohabitation plot... Be careful with your head !"

"I think that before the sweet cohabitation, the excessive fans will kill me first." Zhou Mao panted with lingering fear.He had already forgotten that this was the first time he had avoided falling flowerpots from a height under the reminder of the narration.

It is too dangerous to go out, Zhou Mao decided to stay at home honestly.When he returned home, he found that there was not enough food at home, so he planned to go to the supermarket to buy more things and come back, just like winter, to survive this period of time.After the economic man prepares the procedures, hires some security guards for himself, and everyone forgets about it, life will be easier.

Zhou Mao was about to set off for the supermarket.As soon as he opened the door, he felt a mass of wet and viscous liquid coming over the surface, accompanied by a pungent smell, Zhou Mao opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a girl about sixteen or seventeen standing in front of the door , staring blankly at himself, an empty red paint bucket in his hand was still dripping paint on the ground.

Zhou Mao realized in an instant that this girl was probably a fan of Hao Kaixin, and she wanted to express her dissatisfaction with splashing red paint on the door of Zhou Mao's house, but she didn't expect that Zhou Mao was about to go out, and all of it was poured on him.

At such a young age, you can't chase stars like this.Zhou Mao sighed inwardly and shook his head.Seeing that something was wrong, the girl wanted to run away, but Zhou Mao hurriedly reached out to hold her back.

The girl looked at Zhou Mao in horror.Zhou Mao quickly wiped his face with his hands, trying to wipe off the paint on his face.He said to the girl peacefully: "Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you."

"However," Zhou Mao's expression became serious, he cleared his throat, and put on the posture of preparing for a long speech: "What you did today is very wrong. I know you are a fan of Hao Kaixin and like him very much. But like A person should not like others in a way that hates others. This can only bring negative effects to oneself. Look, how much time did you waste when you poured paint on me today? A bucket of paint is not cheap, and you give it to me like this The residents of the building are inconvenient. After splashing the paint, are you really satisfied and happy in your heart? I don’t think so. If you like someone, you should use a positive way, work hard for him, and learn from his advantages... ……”

"Zhou Mao?" A surprised voice interrupted Zhou Mao's nagging education.Zhou Mao and the girl turned their heads at the same time and saw Hao Kaixin standing at the elevator entrance.The girl's face turned red instantly, and she desperately broke away from Zhou Mao's holding her hand, ran to the stairwell and escaped.Hao Kaixin quickly ran to Zhou Mao's side, and wiped the paint on Zhou Mao's body with his hand: "She splashed it on you?"

Seeing that Hao Kaixin's expensive leather jacket was about to touch his face, Zhou Mao hurriedly blocked it with his clean hands: "It doesn't matter, why are you here?"

"I'm worried about you." Hao Kaixin looked at Zhou Mao's actions, annoyed and funny: "Do you know that paint is poisonous? Why don't you go to the hospital to deal with it? Are you still here to educate others?"

"My health is a small matter alone, but it is a big problem to delay the ideological construction of young people." Zhou Mao said awe-inspiringly.

Hao Kaixin shook his head with a smile, and hugged Zhou Maolao in his arms. "The smell of this paint is not too strong. The little girl has a conscience, and even bought expensive paint to splash on you." Hao Kaixin approached Zhou Mao's face, and said softly, "Are you dizzy now? I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhou Mao blushed.He shook his head.Hao Kaixin smiled, carried Zhou Mao into the elevator.It's weekday commute, and there's no one else in the elevator.Zhou Mao stretched out his hand to touch the first floor in Hao Kaixin's arms, and said to him, "Put me down. I don't feel dizzy."

"Don't let go." Hao Kaixin raised the corner of his mouth. "I don't want to let it go." After a while, he looked at Zhou Mao with a smirk and said, "Your face is covered in paint now, it looks very funny." Then he kissed Zhou Mao lightly on the cheek: "But I still bear it." I can't stop wanting to kiss you."

Zhou Mao felt his face was burning, and steam was blowing out of his ears. "Narrative," Zhou Mao said in his heart, "I haven't seen you for a few days, how does this Hao Kaixin treat me like a different person?"

Bang Bai didn't seem to care: "I don't know. Probably he suddenly thought about it and decided to pursue the true love in his heart."

At this time, Zhou Mao was carried into the car by Hao Kaixin and drove to the hospital.

Zhou Mao is wearing long-sleeved trousers today, so the paint on his body is not too much. The paint is not the kind that contains a lot of heavy metals, and there is not much damage to the skin tissue.The doctor glanced at it briefly, and said that the problem was not serious, and asked Zhou Mao to go home and wipe it with olive oil or alcohol, and then wash it off with soap.

After seeing the doctor, Hao Kaixin took Zhou Mao back to his home directly, saying that the bathroom in his home was relatively large and easy to clean.Zhou Mao refused a few times weakly, but let him take the car with him.

When they arrived at Hao Kaixin's house, Hao Kaixin went to the kitchen to get olive oil, while Zhou Mao walked into the bathroom and sat down obediently, feeling uneasy.

"Narrative," Zhou Mao asked weakly: "This development of the plot, could it be that we are preparing to drive? Isn't this a bit too fast?"

"Although there is no such description in the original novel, if you really drive, it can be regarded as following the flow of the plot. Don't be nervous. It won't be passed back to the beginning." The narrator said with a smirk.

"I'm not worried about this." Zhou Mao supported his forehead.At this time, Hao Kaixin walked into the bathroom with olive oil.Zhou Mao straightened up nervously.

"What are you thinking? Why don't you take off your clothes?" Hao Kaixin narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Mao.

"I... I'll do it myself." Zhou Mao stammered, reaching out to take the olive oil from Hao Kaixin's hand.

"No." Hao Kaixin raised the olive oil out of Zhou Mao's reach: "I'll help you. Take off your clothes."

Zhou Mao had no choice but to take off his shirt obediently.

Hao Kaixin: "Where are the pants?"

Zhou Mao: "...don't leave the pants, there's not much paint on them."

Hao Kaixin smiled slightly, allowing Zhou Mao to reserve the right to wear pants.He moved a stool and sat down, poured olive oil into his hands, and gently massaged the painted part of Zhou Mao's neck.

Seeing Hao Kaixin approaching, Zhou Mao closed his eyes nervously.Hao Kaixin's massage was just right. Although the purpose was to clean up the paint, it made Zhou Mao feel very comfortable.

"If he wasn't facing me to apply oil, I really thought I was in a massage shop." Zhou Mao thought to himself.

Hao Kaixin looked at Zhou Mao's tense and comfortable conflicted expression, and couldn't help but want to laugh.He stroked Zhou Mao's neck, shoulders and arms with his hands, and gently pressed his collarbone.Zhou Mao's skin was white and delicate. Hao Kaixin touched it thoughtfully, and gradually moved his fingers down restlessly.

Zhou Mao vaguely felt that Hao Kaixin seemed to be touching something that shouldn't be touched, so he hurriedly opened his eyes.He saw Hao Kaixin staring at him with a smirk, and his face turned red again.

"It was covered by clothes, and it wasn't stained with paint." Zhou Mao couldn't help avoiding Hao Kaixin's hand: "If you touch it again, I will report you for sexual harassment. Harassment!"

Hao Kaixin snorted, gently scraped Zhou Mao's lower abdomen with his fingers, and said, "You should call the police. Look at you, you ran to my house by yourself, took off your clothes, and asked me to apply olive oil on you. I'm afraid the police won't believe you."

"You..." Zhou Mao was speechless for a while: "You are fishing law enforcement!"

Hao Kaixin smiled and rubbed Zhou Mao's face with his olive oil-stained hands: "This word is wrong. I'm not a policeman, how can I enforce the law?" He stared at Zhou Mao, with a beautiful arc on the corner of his mouth: "This should be It’s called throwing yourself into a trap.” After saying that, he pinched a spot on Zhou Mao’s chest like a mischievous one.

Zhou Mao felt a shudder in his body, and a strange feeling poured into his body, his eyes became flustered, and he didn't know where to put them.Seeing Zhou Mao's appearance, Hao Kaixin probably felt a sense of guilt for molesting good women and men.He patted Zhou Mao's cheek and said softly, "I'm not teasing you. You can take a shower first." After that, he washed his hands and left the bathroom.

Zhou Mao still sat there motionless.In my mind, the voice of the narrator teased: "Oh, I didn't drive the car. What a disappointment."

Zhou Mao didn't answer the narration, he stood up numbly, turned on the shower, and stood motionlessly under the shower to flush the water.

It's incredible!It's so weird!Zhou Mao cried out in despair.Just now Hao Kaixin's provocative touch gave Zhou Mao a subtle feeling, and when he finally pinched, Zhou Mao almost became hard.

I am not gay!This is fiction!all fake!I'm a steel straight guy!While rubbing the paint on his body with soap, Zhou Mao repeatedly hypnotized himself.

"Give up struggling." The narrator said quietly. "Look at your own heart. Anyway, you have lived for more than 20 years and have never even held a girl's hand. Maybe your real desire is actually a man's big..."

"Narration!" Zhou Mao interrupted the narration with blood in his heart: "Why are you talking more and more vulgar! I will be sad if you become like this!"

"Don't judge others with your own obscene thoughts!" The narrator said: "What I want to say is that maybe your real desire is actually a man's macho spirit!"

"Ghosts believe it! What you said is not only semantically repetitive, but also has nothing to do with the previous article!" Zhou Mao couldn't help but complain.

The effect of olive oil is very good, Zhou Mao has quickly rubbed off all the paint on his body.He briefly washed and washed his hair, then wrapped in a bath towel, opened the bathroom door a crack, and poked his head out quietly.

Zhou Mao's clothes were already stained with paint, obviously he couldn't wear them anymore.But he didn't know if Hao Kaixin had prepared clothes for himself.If he was really unprepared like in the pornographic film, then his chastity might still be in jeopardy.

Zhou Mao looked around, and found a set of clean clothes neatly stacked on the cabinet next to the door, which seemed to be for Zhou Mao.Zhou Mao lamented, "It seems that Hao Kaixin is still a bit human", while quickly taking the clothes into the bathroom and putting them on.

The clothes were probably Hao Kaixin's own, and he was a whole circle bigger than Zhou Mao.After Zhou Mao got dressed, he walked out of the bathroom.

Hao Kaixin was reading the contract on the sofa. Seeing Zhou Mao coming out, he looked him up and down, shook his head and said, "Sure enough, the clothes are too big to look good. I should buy you a suit that fits well."

Zhou Mao: "That's not right! According to ordinary novels, I'm wearing a boyfriend's shirt. Hao Kaixin probably won't be able to hold back after seeing it, so he should throw himself down!"

Narrator: "... Just now Hao Kaixin pinched you and you looked like your world view collapsed. Now you tell me that you let him throw you down? Are you insane?"

Zhou Mao chuckled: "You've been with me for so long and you don't know me? I'm just a mess in my heart, and I'm a coward."

Narrator: "...see it."

Hao Kaixin put away the contract and said to Zhou Mao: "Let's go back to your house again. You pack some clothes and plan to move in and live with me."