[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

"Why... are you awake?" Zhou Qingyao seemed a little embarrassed.

"...was awakened by your hug." Zhou Mao said, turning around to face him: "You hug me so tightly, I'm having a nightmare."

"...What did you dream about?" Zhou Qingyao hesitated and asked.

Zhou Mao thought about it.Although the dream just now is vivid in my mind, it still feels very vague, and I don't know how to describe it, so I can only briefly summarize it.

"There was a person running behind my back, and I was about to die," Zhou Mao said.

As if it was an illusion, Zhou Mao felt that he saw Zhou Qingyao widen his eyes in horror in the dark, but in just a moment, he changed into his usual dismissive expression.

"This is not a nightmare at all. It's not scary at all." Zhou Qingyao snorted and said.

"This is not a nightmare," Zhou Mao pinched Zhou Qingyao's face, "I'm going to die."

Zhou Qingyao turned around and muttered softly, "It's not really dead."

"Compared to my dream," Zhou Mao showed a smirk, and quietly put his hands around Zhou Qingyao's waist: "Why did you come to my bed by yourself in the middle of the night?"

Zhou Qingyao quickly shook off his hand and stood up. "It's too cold in my room. I'm afraid of the cold." He said gruffly.

"Cold?" Not to mention that it's summer now, the indoor temperature of Zhou Mao's house is kept at around 25 degrees all year round, and Zhou Qingyao's room has an air-conditioning quilt, so he can cover it if it's really cold.Zhou Mao looked at Zhou Qingyao, smiled and said, "Are you afraid of sleeping alone?" He patted the pillow beside him: "It's okay, I don't care, you can sleep next to me."

He blinked: "If you really feel cold, hug me to sleep, I'm warm."

Zhou Qingyao snorted, ignored him, turned around and left, not forgetting to close Zhou Mao's bedroom door heavily.

This week, Qingyao's personality is really awkward.Zhou Mao looked at the door and thought silently, but I just want to get used to his personality, who made me a domineering president?

Zhou Qingyao lived at Zhou Mao's house for a few weeks, usually not at home, only showing up on time for meals.Help Zhou Mao cook and wash the dishes, and disappear immediately after eating.At night, Zhou Mao didn't go home until he fell asleep.

Zhou Mao felt a little anxious. Without contact like this, there is no way to develop a relationship.However, he didn't dare to forcibly drag Zhou Qingyao back from the laboratory to have a romantic relationship with him, for fear that his favorability towards him would suddenly drop to the bottom.

"You domineering president is too cowardly." The system said coldly.

Zhou Mao: "...Aren't you an intelligent self-service selection system, why are you still complaining?"

System: "This is what the system comes with to strengthen the host relationship. Smart complaints."

Zhou Mao: "..." Can complaining strengthen relationships?

To Zhou Mao's relief, Zhou Qingyao seemed to appreciate Zhou Mao's food, and he could eat anything Zhou Mao cooked.Under Zhou Mao's feeding, Zhou Qingyao seemed to gain a little weight.

To grab a man's heart is to grab a man's stomach.Zhou Mao thought, since he loves to eat my food, then I am not far from success.

"Tacky." The system said.

After dinner that day, Zhou Qingyao did not wash the bowl in the pool and leave as quickly as before. Instead, she sat obediently at the table and glanced at Zhou Mao from time to time.

Zhou Mao knew that Zhou Qingyao probably had something to say to him, so he didn't rush, but put the bowl aside, looked at Zhou Qingyao, and waited for him to speak.

Zhou Qingyao hesitated for a while before opening her mouth gently.

"Lu Xiao, can you... lend me some money?" Zhou Qingyao said hesitantly.

Zhou Mao couldn't help laughing.He thought it was going to be something.As the president, he still has no shortage of money.How could he let go of this opportunity to show his dominance?

Zhou Mao got up to get his wallet.Although he immediately decided to give Zhou Qingyao money, he still asked him, "What do you want money for?"

"I want to buy a high-power generator." Zhou Qingyao said, "The project I'm doing is coming to an end, and the experiment needs a lot of electricity. The institute can't provide it, and won't give me money. Now the project is stagnant, and I don't want to give up .”

Zhou Mao nodded, picked up the check and was about to sign it: "How much does it cost?"

Seeing Zhou Mao being so decisive, Zhou Qingyao couldn't help showing a hint of surprise. "I'm looking at the model, I'll let you know if I see the right one, and then I'll call to order and just deliver it to the designated address," Zhou Qingyao said.

"Okay." Zhou Mao said, "Remember to tell me."

"..." Zhou Qingyao pursed her lips and stared at Zhou Mao. "Why don't you hesitate at all? What if I cheat you of money?"

Zhou Mao thought to himself, can my domineering president not buy what my little shou said he wanted?But he still had to maintain a corresponding reserve in appearance.

"This is an investment." Zhou Mao said, "I will give you 40% of the benefits of your research."

Zhou Qingyao: "...This is not patent research, it is purely theoretical. If I want to publish it in a corresponding journal, I have to pay for it myself."

"That's it," Zhou Mao curled his lips, "Then what should we do?"

He patted Zhou Qingyao's head: "Then I've given you a gift. I haven't given you anything yet."

Zhou Qingyao avoided Zhou Mao's hand.He looked at Zhou Mao puzzled.

"You really don't want me to pay you back?" he asked.

"They said it was for you." Zhou Mao stood up and put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink.

"We've only known each other for a few weeks." Zhou Qingyao stared at Zhou Mao, "You have no reason to give me something." He paused, "Besides, you gave me a lot of money before."

Zhou Mao turned his head and looked at Zhou Qingyao helplessly: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Zhou Qingyao looked away, as if a little ashamed.He lowered his eyes, rubbed the corner of his clothes with his hands, and asked in a low voice, "Why...are you so kind to me?"

"Ding." The long-lost option appeared. "Zhou Qingyao asked why you were nice to him. A because he likes you. B because he wants to fuck you."

Zhou Mao: Although the second option seems to be in line with the status of a domineering president, it is a bit dangerous. If Zhou Qingyao doesn't follow this set, it will be over.It is safer to choose the first one, and you will not go wrong.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Zhou Qingyao's face: "Because I like you. Is there anything wrong with being nice to the person you like and giving him something?"

Zhou Qingyao knocked Zhou Mao's hand off, sneered, and said, "That sounds so nice. You don't want to fuck me."

Zhou Mao: ...If I had known this result, I would have chosen A.

Zhou Qingyao turned around, put her own bowl in the sink, and then walked towards the door.

"Remember the account for the generator first. I will pay you back with the 800 million in the future." He said without looking back.

Looking at his cold look, Zhou Mao thought of flirting with him.During the few weeks spent with Zhou Qingyao, Zhou Mao had a little understanding of his character: Zhou Qingyao would never admit it when he came across something he liked; the more moved he was, the more indifferent he would behave.

"Why are you like this?" Zhou Mao said, grabbed Zhou Qingyao's arm and pulled him to his side. "It really hurts me to say that it doesn't make it. I'm very innocent."

Zhou Qingyao didn't expect Zhou Mao to pull her, and looked at Zhou Mao's face for a moment.Zhou Mao took the opportunity to wrap his arms around him, and gently touched his cheek with his lips.

"At least I gave you something, let me kiss you a little bit." He said with a smile.

Zhou Qingyao's face instantly turned red.He gave Zhou Mao a hard look, broke free from his control, and ran away in a hurry.

It's fun to tease Xiaoshou.Zhou Mao thought with satisfaction.Went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

At night, Zhou Mao lay on the bed reading as usual, and felt drowsy when he looked at it.He put the book aside.Close your eyes and doze off.

In the haze, Zhou Mao felt as if someone was pressing heavily on him. "Could it be a ghost pressing the bed?" Zhou Mao thought in a daze, "but why is the bed pressed so realistically?"

He opened his eyes and saw a familiar face.In the darkness, Zhou Qingyao lay on top of him, her eyes fixed on him.

What is he doing?It's scary.Zhou Mao thought.He intended to shake his hands to let Zhou Qingyao get off his body, but he found that his hands seemed to be tied to a thousand catties of iron, and he couldn't lift them no matter what.

Is it possible that the real ghost pressed the bed?Zhou Mao was a little panicked.He wanted to call Zhou Qingyao's name, but found that the voice was out of his control. The word "Qingyao" came out of his throat with trembling.

Hearing Zhou Mao calling her name, Zhou Qingyao's eyes sank.He put his hands on both sides of Zhou Mao's head to support his body, lowered his head, bit Zhou Mao's lips lightly, and then kissed.

Zhou Mao kissed Zhou Qingyao vaguely.Why is he so active?Zhou Mao thought, he was too shy when I kissed him just now.

Zhou Mao's hands moved uncontrollably, wrapping around Zhou Qingyao's neck.When his arm touched Zhou Qingyao's shoulder, Zhou Mao felt something was wrong.

How did Zhou Qingyao get bigger?

Zhou Qingyao stopped kissing.He raised his head and looked at Zhou Mao affectionately.Only then did Zhou Mao take a closer look at Zhou Qingyao's face.He was a little different from the evening, the features on his face were deeper and more three-dimensional.Zhou Mao looked a little embarrassed by him, but he couldn't move his head when he wanted to.

"Lu Xiao, do you want me?" Zhou Qingyao asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Mao was startled.Did this kid eat Jinkela when he went out at night?The change is too big, right?He wanted to ask Zhou Qingyao what happened, but he couldn't say anything.

"Answer me, do you want me?" Zhou Qingyao looked at Zhou Mao with deeper eyes.

"En." Zhou Mao heard himself make a voice.

Um?um what eh?Is this the time for um?Zhou Mao felt that the current situation was very wrong, but he didn't know how to get rid of it.When Zhou Qingyao heard Zhou Mao's answer, something ignited in his eyes.He began to reach out and stroke Zhou Mao's body.

After feeling the touch of Zhou Qingyao's palm on his skin, Zhou Mao suddenly realized that he was not wearing anything.I just slept naked?Zhou Mao's brain fell into chaos.Zhou Qingyao didn't let him think, he seemed to be familiar with the road, and the mobile games he walked were all places where Zhou Mao was easily irritated.

Zhou Mao's brain stopped spinning after being provoked by him.It wasn't until Zhou Qingyao lifted his legs that Zhou Mao realized that something was wrong.

"Wait, I'm not attacking..." Zhou Mao yelled loudly in his heart, but before he finished yelling, Zhou Qingyao stood up and sprinted, and Zhou Mao suddenly felt that his legs were straight.His thoughts were in turmoil.What puzzled him was that this body should have never had sex with other people, yet it easily accepted Zhou Qingyao's intrusion.Judging from Zhou Mao's experience in the previous world, it is definitely not the first time that Lu Xiao feels this body.

Zhou Qingyao hugged him.The two seemed to be on the waves of the sea.Zhou Mao was dazzled by the stimulation, he only felt that he was constantly telling Zhou Qingyao to slow down.Zhou Qingyao moved while kissing Zhou Mao's lips.

"Nothing can separate us." Zhou Qingyao whispered in Zhou Mao's ear, "We will always be together. Okay?"

"Okay." Zhou Mao replied tremblingly when he heard his own voice: "Okay, I promise you."

"Great." Zhou Qingyao kissed Zhou Mao vigorously, and then shook her waist more violently.

Zhou Mao moaned uncontrollably.

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It's not driving.This is what the plot needs.I didn't write anything.real.