[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

Zhou Mao sat on the bed and looked up at Zhou Qingyao.Zhou Qingyao looked like she wanted to look at him but didn't dare to look at him. She glanced at him from time to time, and then hurriedly shifted her gaze to the book.Zhou Mao couldn't help feeling a little funny.

"Qingyao," he said to Zhou Qingyao after wiping his hair with his hands to wipe off the water drops that were about to fall, "do you have something else you want to tell me?"

Zhou Qingyao put down the book, looked at Zhou Mao, and opened her mouth with some hesitation.

Zhou Mao patted the place next to him with his hand: "If you still want to tell me something, just sit down and talk about it."

Zhou Qingyao stood up from the chair, after a while, she walked slowly to the bed and sat down slowly.He lowered his head, like a child who has done something wrong, keeping his eyes on his clenched fist.

After a while, he said softly, "I lied to you, are you sad?"

Zhou Mao shook his head: "It's more shocking than sad. I didn't expect that the reason you lied to me was the end of the world."

Zhou Qingyao turned around and raised her hand as if she wanted to touch Zhou Mao's hand, but she hesitated for a while and then put it down.

"Can you...can you forgive me?" he asked softly.

"Forgive what?" Zhou Mao smiled, pulled Zhou Qingyao closer to him, and pinched his cheek. "Do you forgive me for defrauding me of money? Or forgive you for raped me?"

Zhou Qingyao couldn't speak for a while, her face turned red, and she grabbed Zhou Mao's hand near her cheek.

"If it wasn't for you, I might be dead now." Zhou Mao withdrew his hand, looked at Zhou Qingyao, and said softly. "So I certainly don't resent you for lying to me." He shook his head, "but it would be nice if you could tell me sooner."

Zhou Qingyao's eyes lit up, and she looked at Zhou Mao expectantly.

"But you raped me, I'm still quite angry." Zhou Mao said, deliberately pretending to be hurt.

Sure enough, Zhou Qingyao's eyes darkened again.He lowered his eyes, and the sockets turned red again.

This kid is so interesting.Zhou Mao couldn't help but feel a little funny.Does this kind of thing have such a big blow to him?

"I'm sorry." Zhou Qingyao murmured, "I should have used a better way. I shouldn't force you,"

Zhou Mao didn't speak.He actually liked Zhou Qingyao very much in his heart, and originally planned to have sex with him according to the plot, but because he subconsciously always felt that he was an aggressor, he felt a little confused when he was suddenly fucked, and the rest didn't matter.He looked at Zhou Qingyao's at a loss for what he had done wrong, he just thought he was cute, and couldn't help but want to tease him.

Zhou Qingyao couldn't help feeling a little flustered seeing Zhou Mao's silence. "I...I want to hug you again." He raised his eyes, looking like he was about to cry, "I know I was wrong. I'm willing to do anything you ask me to do. If your anger subsides a little, you can Let me... give me a hug."

He stretched out his hand, trying to wrap his arms around Zhou Mao's waist, but he didn't dare to move, his arm trembling slightly in mid-air.

Zhou Mao's heart softened, he wasn't really angry with Zhou Qingyao himself, let alone seeing him begging himself so pitifully.He covered Zhou Qingyao's hands with his own, and gently pushed them to his waist.

"You can hug if you want. I don't mind." Zhou Mao looked into Zhou Qingyao's eyes and smiled. "I'm not that angry myself."

Zhou Qingyao's pupils contracted suddenly, he grabbed Zhou Mao's waist, slammed his body against his chest, and hugged him tightly.Zhou Mao's ribs hurt a little from his bump, and he snorted.Zhou Qingyao hastily let go, but still maintained the posture of hugging.

Zhou Mao's body still smelled of soap.The water droplets in the hair stayed down his smooth neck.Zhou Qingyao only felt hot for a while.

"From now on... can I continue to hold you and sleep with you as usual?" He wiped the water droplets off Zhou Mao's skin with the tip of his nose, and said hoarsely.

Zhou Mao touched Zhou Qingyao's hair and said helplessly, "There is only one bed in this cave. Where else can you sleep?" He patted Zhou Qingyao's back and stood up. "I'm going to dry my hair and then go to bed." Zhou Mao said, "I feel a little tired today. You should be very tired too."

"I'll wipe it for you." Zhou Qingyao pressed Zhou Mao's shoulders with both hands, and made him sit back on the bed.He took out a towel, opened the desk drawer, and took out a hair dryer.

Looking at the hair dryer in Zhou Qingyao's hand, Zhou Mao couldn't help laughing and said, "How did you prepare so carefully. I didn't expect to be able to blow hair in the end."

Zhou Qingyao was a little embarrassed, her eyes dodged for a while. "I just... think you will need this thing." He whispered, put the towel around Zhou Mao's hair, and wiped it gently.After wiping, he adjusted the hair dryer to a suitable gear and helped Zhou Mao dry his hair.

Zhou Mao's hair was being played by Zhou Qingyao, and the warm wind was blowing on his head, and he couldn't help feeling a little drowsy.After his hair was dry, he lay on his side on the bed.Zhou Qingyao also turned off the light and lay down behind Zhou Mao.Wrap Zhou Mao's body with his hands and feet.

Zhou Qingyao's hand touched Zhou Mao's abdomen, and the cold touch made Zhou Mao shiver. "Are you cold?" Zhou Qingyao felt Zhou Mao's trembling carefully, asked, and hugged Zhou Mao tighter.

"I would like to ask if you are cold." Zhou Mao said, covering the back of Zhou Qingyao's hand with his palm, pressing his hand on his stomach, and warming Zhou Qingyao's hand with his body temperature. "Why are your hands always so cold?"

Zhou Qingyao's hands were tightly pressed against Zhou Mao's warm and delicate abdomen, and he could only feel a rush of blood rushing down his body.Zhou Mao's smell mixed with the smell of shampoo rushed straight into Zhou Qingyao's nostrils.He tried his best to restrain himself, but couldn't help but put his lips on Zhou Mao's shoulder.

Zhou Mao shivered again. "Your mouth is so cold." He said a little uneasy, "Do you still have a quilt, bring another one."

Zhou Qingyao grabbed Zhou Mao who was about to get up to find a quilt for him. "No need." He whispered, hugging Zhou Mao in his arms, "I'll warm up after hugging for a while."

He put his nose into Zhou Mao's shoulder socket, trying to smell Zhou Mao's scent.After being silent for a while, Zhou Qingyao asked in a low voice: "Lu Xiao, do you still remember that you said you liked me?" He swallowed, and his voice became weaker: "Now...do you still like me?"

"Ding." The long-lost system sound sounded in Zhou Mao's head. "Zhou Qingyao asked you if you like him, A likes him, B doesn't."

However, before Zhou Mao had time to choose the answer, as if afraid of hearing Zhou Mao's reply, Zhou Qingyao said quickly: "But whether you like me or not, you can't go anywhere now." He tightly circled Zhou Mao Waist: "Only with me."

Zhou Mao felt that Zhou Qingyao was kissing his neck bit by bit, a little cautious and scared, but also eager.

What a silly boy.Zhou Mao sighed.If I say I don't like him anymore, he must be very sad.

"I like you." He said softly, "I've always liked you. Qingyao. Stop thinking about it."

The person behind him stopped breathing for a moment.Immediately, Zhou Mao felt a huge force gathered in his abdomen, and he was almost out of breath by Zhou Qingyao's embrace. "Great, great." Zhou Qingyao read tremblingly, with a little crying: "I'm afraid you'll hate me. Great, great. I like you too, and I've always liked you You, Lu Xiao."

"Got it, got it." Zhou Mao heard Zhou Qingyao's excited voice and said with a smile.He couldn't turn around, so he could only bend his arms and pat Zhou Qingyao's head lightly.

Zhou Qingyao's voice gradually lowered, but Zhou Mao could still feel his chest against his back, rising and falling violently.After a while of silence, a breath suddenly hit Zhou Mao's ear.

"Lu Xiao, I still want to fuck you." Zhou Qingyao whispered in his ear with a suppressed voice, "Let me fuck you."

After that, he reached out and took off Zhou Mao's pants.

"Don't go too far..." Zhou Mao said helplessly, but he didn't stop him too much.For some reason, he could still feel the deep uneasiness in Zhou Qingyao's heart.If it makes him less uneasy to do so, so be it.Zhou Mao thought.

Zhou Qingyao simply moved a few times, and then directly entered Zhou Mao from behind.After a sharp pain, Zhou Mao felt warm liquid

Wet the ends of his hair and dripped onto his neck.

Zhou Mao turned his head in surprise, and Zhou Qingyao was looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"Why are you crying again?" Zhou Mao endured the pain, kissed Zhou Qingyao's lips lightly, and said with a gentle smile: "Whether you are on the top or the bottom, you are so excited that you want to cry as soon as you do it." kind of person?"

Zhou Qingyao sniffed. "So what? Do you have any objections?" Although the tears were still rolling in his eyes, his mouth was still trying to force himself.He held Zhou Mao's chin and invaded | his lips hard.

"... um... no..." Zhou Mao was kissed fiercely by Zhou Qingyao, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.After Zhou Qingyao let go of his lips, Zhou Mao exhaled lightly, and then pinched Zhou Qingyao's face.

"I knew you would cry no matter what. I shouldn't have softened my heart. I should have fucked you directly." Zhou Mao laughed.

Seeing the people around him looking at him with smiling eyes, and his blushing face brought a lot of lust to his smile.Zhou Qingyao's baby in Zhou Mao's body swelled up again.Zhou Mao seemed to feel uncomfortable, his brows were slightly frowned, and he snorted softly.

Zhou Qingyao couldn't take it anymore. "It's too late to regret it." He said in a deep voice, pressed Zhou Mao under him, and moved violently.

Zhou Mao heard the howling wind outside the cave.The voice he made out of love|desire intertwined with Zhou Qingyao's heavy panting, as if the voice of the doomsday was forever covered up outside this shelter.

After a few rounds, Zhou Mao exhausted his strength and fell asleep in Zhou Qingyao's arms.

He had a dream again, dreaming that he and Zhou Qingyao were dressed in rags, sitting by the sea, cuddling each other.The huge sun fell on the water, dyeing the water and the sky crimson.The shadow of the alkali awning, which was as high as one person, enveloped the two of them. Under the blowing of the wind, the vermilion branches and leaves were gently undulating like sea waves, making a rustling sound.

"It's so beautiful." Zhou Mao stared blankly at the sinking sunset, and said, "This world is scary, but it's also beautiful. It would be great if I could live forever."

"Yes." Zhou Qingyao put her arms around Zhou Mao's shoulders, and gently kissed his hair. "We'll survive till the end."

"You and I will live through this doomsday, until the arrival of a new civilization."

The author has something to say:

I thought of a special ending.

Zhou Mao woke up suddenly and found himself lying in the hospital.

It turned out that after Zhou Qingyao defrauded Zhou Mao of his money, he beat him into a vegetable with another sap and escaped.The above chapters are all Zhou Mao's dreams when he was in a vegetative state.

The story is over.

Zhou Mao traveled back to reality and found himself lying in the survival cabin.It turned out that I was the one who had insomnia.These 20 words are all just a dream.

End of the full text.

(If I really write like this, I will probably be finished as a person)