[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

The history of praise has never separated the names of Vamir and Velita, and their relationship is like eyes and eyelids, light and darkness, power and wisdom.

People boasted of their joint feats and praised their loyal and reliable friendship.In the libretto of those bards, heroes and wise men have the most perfect friendship in the whole world. They form teams together, attack cities, and amend laws.But there are always some things that history books will not record,

That was the past that Velita and Wamir would never forget no matter how many times they faced each other in life-and-death battles,

It was Pandora's box that Velita opened for the young Vamir!

In the name of asking for a hemostatic agent, Mo Yu begged the youngest and most perverse genius of the Ulysses family to come to the castle to specialize in dispensing medicine, but he claimed that the hemostatic agent was for Wamir, after all, the prince of the blood clan refrained from drinking it. The news of the blood was still too shocking. After several observations, coupled with the ancient books in the basement, Mo Yu even improved Verita's hemostatic agent. At least he no longer wants to suck blood when he sees the protagonist.Velita stayed on as Wamir's partner and pharmacist.

Since the Battle of the Ice Room, the relationship between the two has been completely settled.Ulysses tried his best to save face, sneak attack, shoot arrows, use drugs, and use everything.After several fights, Wamir also found a way to deal with it. At least the ordinary sneak attack could not embarrass him anymore. He turned around and cut off the flying arrows, and made a provocative move towards Willita in the dark. gesture.

There has been a faintly evenly matched situation between the two.

Mo Yu has never cared about the petty fight between Willita and the protagonist, and even said that he is happy to see it come true. Who cares that the life-and-death friendship between the protagonist and the male partner is in the beginning? Sympathy, or not pleasing to the eye?

But if there are too many small fights, there will always be a few special accidents that force him to intervene.

For example, now, looking at the flushed and delirious blond boy in the ice room, Mo Yu felt a faint headache...

The sword I kept under my hand was tricked by the scabbard!

Turning over one starting point after another in my mind, I asked: The male mate drugged the protagonist and ran away. The only girl who appeared on the stage didn’t like the protagonist at all, and then the villain happened to appear at this time. How should the next plot develop?Wait online, hurry up!

...This book will definitely hit the street at the starting point, right? ! !

After being silent for a while, Mo Yu sighed helplessly, picked up the boy on the ground, and planned to ask Ulysses for the antidote.

But he didn't think about how much stimulation such direct contact would be to Wamir. He only felt the breath of the boy in his arms stagnate, and instinctively entangled and hid in the man's cold chest to seek comfort.Then there was a whimper of satisfaction like a small animal.

Mo Yu was thrown into a trance by this meow, he had never seen such a protagonist before.

The blue eyes were moist, filled with childish grievance and longing, and the slightly congested lips were slightly parted, letting out a confused gasp.They had never had such close contact before, the bloodthirsty body was ignited by a strange spark friction, but the boy in his arms was still writhing in his arms recklessly.What he could see was Vamir's fair skin, which was flushed with burns. The prince knew that the little vampire in his arms couldn't wait any longer.After all, it was a small animal raised by her own family, Mo Yu was also a little bit puzzled.

Things have come to this point, and I don't plan to go to Willita anymore.Gently put the protagonist on the ice coffin, the cold temperature immediately stimulated the boy to be alert.Raising his hand, he unbuttoned Wamir's belt, and then wrapped it around a tender body.Mo Yu thought absently, it's time to warn Ulysses.In this untimely soothing, the boy's voice was clear and bright, revealing painful joy.

——As for this time.Take it all as a trick.

Under the bright sunshine, Ulysses calibrated his bow and arrow in the shadow of a big tree in the old castle.There was an undisguised coldness in the emerald green eyes.He didn't care about the tricks he played when he was in the mood, he was too sharp and proud to understand the hope in those cowardly loves.

And the wanton behavior that cannot be retracted is like an arrow that has been shot.

When Wamir vented in Mo Yu's hands, he instinctively got up. In the convulsion of pleasure, he heard the sound of a woman opening the box, and the love he could no longer conceal flew out of it.