[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

Zhou Mao opened his eyes suddenly, panting heavily.

He had a dream, and it was still a dream of being crushed by Zhou Qingyao.

What the hell.How could I have such a dream, Zhou Mao thought, it must be because I molested Zhou Qingyao in the evening, and I was punished by God.

Zhou Mao's body seemed to still be warm after the intimacy.He touched his body uneasily, and found that he was wearing pajamas properly, and twisted a few times, trying to erase the unpleasant feeling brought by the dream.

Just as Zhou Mao moved, he felt something hit his back.Turning around, Zhou Mao saw Zhou Qingyao lying next to him, covered with a thin blanket, curled up, sleeping peacefully.

Why did he come to sleep on my bed again?Could it be that it was really cold in his room?Zhou Mao thought.He silently watched Zhou Qingyao's sleeping face.His eyelashes are very long, fluttering slightly with his breath, and his delicate and delicate nose blows lightly.Zhou Mao couldn't help touching Zhou Qingyao's pale cheek with his hand, it was cold and soft.

He suddenly remembered Zhou Qingyao's warm eyes looking at him in his dream, and his body couldn't help becoming hot again.

Since he took the initiative to send him to my bed tonight, why don't we just put him on my bed.Zhou Mao thought a little annoyed.It's been so long, it's time for me, a domineering president, to show my power.I feel like I can last until dawn.

Thinking about it, Zhou Mao put his hands on both sides of Zhou Qingyao's head, covering his whole body under him.The bed shook a few times because of Zhou Mao's movements, Zhou Qingyao didn't sleep deeply, and was awakened by Zhou Mao's movements.He raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Mao dimly.

Seeing Zhou Qingyao woke up, Zhou Mao locked his arms with one hand while he was still not fully conscious, and gently stroked his white neck with the other hand.

"Are you awake?" Zhou Mao smiled, "Why did you come to my bed again? Are you planning to ask me to do something?"

Zhou Qingyao was jolted up, completely awake.However, he pursed his lips tightly, neither speaking nor resisting, just staring at Zhou Mao fixedly.

Zhou Mao was a little surprised. "Don't you resist?" He lowered his head and lightly bit his chin, "If you don't resist, you will really be eaten by me."

Zhou Qingyao remained silent.He stared into Zhou Mao's eyes, as if he wanted to suck him into his dark pupils.Zhou Mao saw that his thin lips were slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something, but he closed them tightly without even making a sound.

There was water in Zhou Qingyao's eyes, and the eye sockets gradually turned red.Zhou Mao looked a little distressed, and couldn't help but kissed him on the cheek again: "Don't be afraid." Zhou Mao said.He just wanted to say that he would be very gentle, but Zhou Qingyao turned her head and closed her eyes.

A line of tears ran down his cheeks to his chin and dripped onto the sheets.

Zhou Mao panicked immediately.

He hurriedly sat up from Zhou Qingyao, gently wiped away his tears with his hands, and touched his cheek as if comforting a child. "What's the matter? Why are you crying? I won't do anything to you. Don't be afraid."

Zhou Qingyao shook his head. He buried his face in the pillow, but tears still flowed down his neck into his pajamas. "No." Zhou Qingyao choked up, her voice trembling with her body, "No."

Looking at Zhou Qingyao's appearance, Zhou Mao felt extremely distressed.There was such a big change in his family, his parents died, and his family was gone. After finally settling down a bit, the people around him kept plotting against him.

It's me, I want to cry too.Zhou Mao thought.He took away the pillow Zhou Qingyao was covering her face with, picked him up, and held him in his arms.

"Don't cry." Zhou Mao put Zhou Qingyao's chin on his shoulder, and gently patted Zhou Qingyao's back with his hand. "I'm sorry. It's my fault, I was too impatient."

Zhou Qingyao was crying in Zhou Mao's arms, sobbing and choking, but she was still stubborn: "I... I'm not... crying because of... because of this. Don't... be sentimental."

"Really?" Zhou Mao smiled softly, "Then why are you crying?"

"Don't worry about it!" Zhou Qingyao rested her head on Zhou Mao's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice while sobbing, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with...you."

"Okay, okay," Zhou Mao stroked Zhou Qingyao's back, as if comforting an awkward child. "Then let's talk about it after crying enough. But don't take too long."

He raised Zhou Qingyao's face, held his head in both hands, and wiped away the tears on his face with his thumb.

"Let's cry less," Zhou Mao said softly with a smile, "Look at your face, your eyes will turn into walnuts the next day." He patted Zhou Qingyao's cheek: "I'll take you to buy clothes tomorrow, happy Order."

Zhou Qingyao stared at Zhou Mao with red eyes. "No need." He turned his head and jumped off the bed. "I'm going home."

"Qingyao," Zhou Mao looked at Zhou Qingyao's back, and said helplessly, "You can sleep with me, I don't care, and I won't do anything to you."

Hearing Zhou Mao call his name, Zhou Qingyao stiffened.He snorted, slammed Zhou Mao's door and left.

The next day, although Zhou Qingyao was very unhappy, Zhou Mao dragged him to the commercial street.Since coming to Zhou Mao's house, Zhou Qingyao has been wearing some extremely worn-out T-shirts and trousers.In Zhou Mao's view, his simple attire really blinded his pretty face for nothing.Zhou Mao had long wanted to take him shopping for clothes.

When I came to several clothing stores, Zhou Qingyao kept a dark face and refused to try on the clothes. No matter how Zhou Mao and the shopping guide tried to persuade her, it didn't work.Zhou Mao had no choice but to bring Zhou Qingyao to his company, and let the old tailor who was a high-end tailor visually inspect Zhou Qingyao's data, and then choose suitable clothes for him.

"If you don't try on the clothes, don't blame me if they don't fit you." Zhou Mao said, asking the staff to help him fold the clothes.

"I don't know how to wear it. You can keep it for yourself." Zhou Qingyao said coldly.

Zhou Mao shook his head helplessly, and said, "You look so good-looking, at least you should wear some decent clothes."

Zhou Qingyao looked at Zhou Mao and said, "I can't afford such expensive clothes."

"When I sent you."

"Enough." Zhou Qingyao said, "I don't want to owe you any more favors."

"...Then you should buy some suitable clothes yourself." Zhou Mao touched Zhou Qingyao's hair, "The salary of the research institute should not be low."

Zhou Qingyao shook her head: "I won't spend my salary on this."

Zhou Mao felt amused: "Then where does your salary go? If you live in my house, you don't need to spend money at all."

Zhou Qingyao lowered her eyes and did not speak.

Zhou Mao suddenly realized something, he pulled Zhou Qingyao to his side, and asked softly: "Is it the compensation for your family... 800 million is not enough?"

Zhou Qingyao looked up at Zhou Mao, then lowered her head: "800 million indemnity is enough. But I borrowed some money to repay the indemnity, the interest is a bit high, and now I am paying it back slowly."

"Ding," the system said, "Zhou Qingyao still has outstanding debts, you A asked him to work in your company B forced him to pay 500 million."

If she forced him to give him money again, Zhou Qingyao would definitely not accept it.Zhou Mao thought about it and decided to go with option A.He patted Zhou Qingyao on the shoulder and asked, "What do you think of my company?"

Zhou Qingyao looked at him suspiciously: "Why are you asking this?"

Zhou Mao smiled and said, "If you work in a research institute, you must be good at mathematics. Would you like to help my company's finances? Recently, the accountants have been saying that there is a shortage of manpower."

Afraid that Zhou Qingyao would disagree, he hurriedly said, "This job can be part-time. You can work in my company in the morning, and work in the research institute in the afternoon and evening. How about that? If you have two jobs, the salary will be higher, and you can do it too." Pay off your debts as soon as possible.”

Zhou Qingyao was visibly moved.But he still looked at Zhou Mao suspiciously: "Is your company really short of accountants?"

"Really." Zhou Mao said with a smile, "If you come to our company to help the accountant, it will be a big fortune. Let's get started."

Zhou Qingyao hesitated for a while, and said, "I need to ask the research institute first, and ask if they allow this kind of part-time job."

Zhou Mao nodded.It seemed that Zhou Qingyao agreed.If the institute agrees, he can justifiably give Zhou Qingyao money again.

The research institute did not stop Zhou Qingyao from taking a part-time job.According to Zhou Qingyao, as long as it doesn't overlap with his research direction, he can do any part-time job.The next day after getting the news, Zhou Qingyao started to work in Zhou Mao's company.

Zhou Qingyao is worthy of being a graduate of the Academy of Sciences, she is very smart.In just two days, the old accountant who took him was full of praise for him.Zhou Mao was very satisfied. He didn't know anything about company management. After knowing that Zhou Qingyao was useful in his company, he didn't pay much attention to it.

Soon, Zhou Qingyao worked in Zhou Mao's company for a full month.On the day of salary payment, Zhou Mao called Zhou Qingyao into his office.

After watching Zhou Qingyao step into his huge office with a blank face, Zhou Mao couldn't help but want to tease him,

"Do you know why I called you over?" Zhou Mao sat behind his desk, folded his hands under his nose.

"I don't know." Zhou Qingyao answered stiffly. "How do I know what you want to do?"

Zhou Mao frowned, pretending to be slightly angry: "You dare to talk to me like that, you have successfully attracted my attention."

Zhou Qingyao couldn't help but rolled her eyes, turned around and left: "If you're okay, I'll go back to the research institute first."

"Hey, don't go!" Zhou Mao hurriedly called Zhou Qingyao to stop, "I called you here to pay you wages."

Zhou Qingyao didn't turn her head back: "You give the personnel directly. The personnel will be handed over to our finance department."

"Your salary is quite special." Zhou Mao said, reaching for his purse.

"Ding," the system made a sound: "The salary you gave Zhou Qingyao is A□□B black card."

Zhou Mao actually didn't know what the black card was, but he heard that the name was very domineering, so he took out the black card and handed it to Zhou Qingyao.

"This is your salary card." Zhou Mao said.

"..." Zhou Qingyao took the black card and looked at Zhou Mao with an expression of not knowing how to complain: "...your company uses credit cards as employee salary cards? Is there something wrong with it?" He flipped through the card Face: "The name is still yours."

"Yes, the name is mine." Zhou Mao showed a (what he thought) domineering president-like faint smile. "So you can swipe whatever you want, and I will pay the bill."

Zhou Qingyao frowned and glanced at Zhou Mao. "What are you proud of?" He said coldly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll buy an airplane with your card right now?"

Zhou Mao smiled, stood up and pinched Zhou Qingyao's face: "I'll buy you some clothes, but you're afraid you'd owe me a favor. Now you say you're using my card to buy a plane?"

Zhou Qingyao blushed and knocked off Zhou Mao's hand. "You wait," he tried to make a vicious expression, but in Zhou Mao's eyes, he looked like an angry little rabbit, "I will max out your card one day. I will make you regret giving it to me." After that, he left the office without looking back.

Zhou Mao sat back in his seat with the joy of successfully molested.Although Zhou Qingyao acted angry, Zhou Mao knew that it wasn't really angry with him.He just doesn't know how to express his feelings.

As long as Zhou Qingyao accepts this card, he will probably be able to breathe a sigh of relief from the heavy debts and buy some things he likes.Zhou Mao thought silently.

He sat in the office until after get off work hours, and then left the company.

Zhou Mao returned to his home.There was no one in the room, Zhou Qingyao should still be in the research institute.Zhou Mao decided to wash his hands first, and then think about what to eat tonight.

He came to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and the water flowed down.Zhou Mao squeezed some hand sanitizer, washed his hands, looked up to look for a towel, but suddenly found that someone had written a few trembling words with a black gel pen on the mirror next to the towel rack.

Zhou Mao looked at the words suspiciously. When he saw the content of the words, his heartbeat seemed to stop for an instant.

In the mirror, Zhou Mao saw that his eyes were wide open in surprise.Beside his face, rough lines form 8 large crooked characters.

Brother, is that you, answer me.

The author has something to say:

I don't know if an accountant can be a casual accountant, but I don't bother to check.Write it like this first. 【you