The male protagonist insists on the villain HE[Transmigration Book]

As the night approached, Jiang Ye raised his head and drank the last sip of red wine in the wine glass. The mellow aroma of the wine lingered in his mouth. He could drink only half a bottle of red wine. In an instant, a surge of drunkenness rushed over his head.

Jiang Ye fell on his back on the big soft bed, a pair of long straight legs protruding from the bathrobe, which looked so eye-catching under the ambiguous light yellow light.

It's a pity that at this moment, no one can enjoy such a beautiful scenery.

Jiang Ye was dragged by drowsiness, enjoying the intertwined dreaminess between half-dream and half-awake, countless pictures flashed through his mind like a horse watching flowers.

Suddenly, an indistinct sound of "Du Du" came to his ears, but it was like a thunderclap. Jiang Ye opened his eyes suddenly, and the lights in the room had been turned off at some point.

When is the hotel responsible for turning off the lights?

Jiang Ye fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp. The not-so-bright light didn't make him aware of the situation around him immediately. He leaned against the bedside, trying to get a cigarette out to relieve the violent heart palpitations just now.

His general habit is to stuff cigarettes and mobile phones under the pillow together, so that he can take them easily.

Jiang Ye stretched out his hand to feel under the pillow, his face was stunned, why did his cigarette disappear, his cell phone...is his cell phone in a case?

Jiang Ye took out his phone and looked suspiciously at the skull-headed, dark phone case, feeling unreal as if he was half-dream and half-awake.

Could it be that he is still dreaming?

Jiang Ye stepped off the bed with bare feet, half of the pajama pants on his left leg were rolled up, exposing his round knees. There was no fluffy carpet in the hotel on the floor.

There seemed to be someone outside the door, and there was another hasty knock on the door, or it might have been impatient because no one opened the door for a long time.

I always felt that this scene seemed familiar. Jiang Ye's body was one step ahead of his mind, and he opened the door first.

Standing at the door was a slender child who was also wearing pajamas. His hair was slightly long, covering most of his forehead, revealing only a pair of gloomy eyes. His lips were tightly pursed, as if he had been bullied, and the corners of his eyes were reddish.

The child was also barefoot, and his height only reached the position of his chest, making him look tiny.

The two looked at each other for a while, but no one spoke.

Jiang Ye was stunned by the explosion-like information that appeared in his mind after meeting the child's gaze. He first looked at his own hands that had shrunk significantly, and then at the child in front of him.

Cheng Yichuan saw that he was blocking the door like a fool, and the corner of his mouth turned down in disdain, in case the other party would cause him unnecessary trouble, Cheng Yichuan lowered his head to cover up the cold sarcasm in his eyes.

"It's time to go to bed, we have class tomorrow."

The child lowered his head and his voice was like a mosquito, as if he was very afraid of him.

Jiang Ye came back to his senses and turned his body to let him in.

The door closed with a "click", and there was only the bedside lamp left in the room. If Jiang Ye hadn't been staring at the child, he might not have seen him.

Cheng Yichuan skillfully lay down on the floor, curled up, in the position of a baby in the mother's womb. Countless experience told him that this kind of warmth is the best, at least it won't make him unable to wake up the next day because of a cold and fever .

Cheng Yichuan tightly closed his eyes to relieve the sore eye sockets from the cold stimulation. He curled up into a ball, looking extremely cold.

Jiang Ye just dazed in place for a while, and found that the other party had actually slept on the floor.

Most areas in the south do not have the habit of turning on the heating. It is still at the end of the cold winter, and the weather is still so cold that people are like dogs. Why do they lie on the floor instead of sleeping on such a big bed.

What should I do if such a little one catches a cold? !

Jiang Ye was very soft-hearted towards the poor little animal, temporarily ignoring his own abnormality, relying on his height advantage, he picked him up by his armpit, walked straight to the bed, and under Cheng Yichuan's unbelievable gaze, put him on the bed. bed.

The corners of his eyes were even redder, because the tails of his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked extremely pitiful at this moment.

What a crime, Jiang Ye rubbed his hair and said softly: "You sleep on it, I'll go to the bathroom later."

After speaking, he pulled the quilt up for him, patted it again, and turned around to see someone.

Cheng Yichuan's small face was covered by a third, watching Jiang Ye get nervous.

What kind of tricks is this person playing today? Cheng Yichuan can still feel the temperature on the side of the bed, as if it would burn him, and he shrank back to the bed again, his bright eyes staring vigilantly at the water coming out of the bathroom. white light.

As if wary of the outstretched hand of a demon.

Jiang Ye didn't pay much attention to the child's mind. He walked straight into the bathroom, and when he saw himself in the mirror, his legs softened and he sat down on the toilet seat.

It was only at this time that Jiang Ye realized that he had really worn it. In a novel about the rise of the overlord, he became a little villain who took pleasure in torturing the young male lead.

After Jiang Ye and the child looked at each other just now, his mind was full of the content of this book, and the discomfort rising in his body reminded him that this was by no means a ridiculous dream.

It hurts to pinch myself, and the feeling of touching the child's hair just now is very real.

Jiang Ye then sat stiffly on the toilet seat, and roughly passed the content of the book in his mind.

In the novel "Crazy Love: The President's Domineering Dazzle", the male protagonist Cheng Yichuan's parents died in an accident when he was seven years old, and he was raised by his uncle for a period of time. He moved to Jiang's house when he was in junior high school.

Jiang's father, Jiang Ye's current father, decided to let Cheng Yichuan live at home.

Because he suspected that Cheng Yichuan was his father's illegitimate son, the original host frequently targeted the male protagonist who was a few years younger than himself. At first, he made a fuss about not letting Cheng Yichuan eat at the table, and later he brought his cronies to bully him at school.

After being discovered by Jiang's father, the original owner became smarter and took a roundabout tactic after whipping him with a belt.

For example, he was lonely late at night and wanted to sleep with Cheng Yichuan, but he used this name to let Cheng Yichuan sleep on the floor. In order to torture him, he even threw the carpet away and made Cheng Yichuan sleep on the floor in only thin pajamas. .

In just the first winter, Cheng Yichuan had several bouts of cold and fever.

After going through the plot in my mind, it is no surprise that the original owner was finally killed by the male protagonist who rose from the slavery, and bought one get one free luxury package, and wiped out the Jiang family along the way.

Jiang Ye: "..."

It doesn't matter if you wear it or not, Jiang Ye is alone and doesn't care about anything, but it's very sad to dress up as a villain with the same name and surname.

Now that the hero has been in Jiang's house for a year and a half, the original owner's plan for the hero has obviously reached the second group of actions.

Jiang Ye was thinking about the appearance of the hero throwing the original owner on the street to freeze to death, and inadvertently flashed through Yi Chuan's beautiful eyes with reddish tails in his mind.

The current hero is just a poor little bullied.

A chill hit the knee joints, Jiang Ye rubbed his cold knees and stood up, his own face was still in the mirror, the wheat-colored skin he had worked so hard to tan turned into white skin again, and the muscles on his arms were even more so. nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Ye didn't need to lift his pajamas, he knew that the mermaid line of his abdominal muscles was gone, and the original owner was a white chicken.

Jiang Ye squeezed his wrist, walked to the door, wanted to open the door, but paused, the one who is sleeping on the bed is the male lead who will be domineering and showy in the future, thinking of some methods of the male lead in the book, Jiang Ye couldn't help but get nervous.

And this feeling disappeared after pushing the door open and seeing the little lump bulging beside the bed.

I always feel that such a small ball can be completely held in the palm of my hand if I knead it, and I can't imagine how cruel it will be in the future.

In order to avoid waking up those who were already asleep, Jiang Ye lifted the quilt carefully and climbed onto the bed, lying on the side lightly, watching the child's back.

He thought to himself, at worst, stay away from him in the future, and he will not bully others like the original owner. Since the hero's favorability towards him is likely to be negative, he will help when necessary, and wait for the Jiang family to be in the hero's impression. Get better, and then find a way to send him back to the male lead and his relatives.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed to be quite smooth and not difficult. Jiang Ye yawned, put the matter aside for the time being, and soon fell asleep.

The breathing of the people around him gradually stabilized, Cheng Yichuan quietly opened his eyes, and cautiously did not turn his head back. After a while, he tiptoed out of the bed and stood by the bed, with a flash of light in his hand.

Cheng Yichuan gestured to the sleeping person a few times, then put down his hands, and stared at him coldly for a while, with star-spotted red marks remaining at the end of his eyes.

He turned to leave, and the door was opened and closed again, silently this time.