It's really hard to be a scumbag

McMillan seemed to be looking forward to the surprise, and he also listened to Jiang Jiang's suggestion.

After Jiang Jiang finished eating, he told Jiang Jiang to rest more, and after leaving with the tray, he didn't come back for a long time.

Jiang Jiang fell asleep for a while obediently, and when he woke up again, he was awakened by knocking on the door.

"Come in." Jiang Jiang said casually, but almost bit his tongue when he saw the person coming.

It was none other than his knight Macmillan who entered.

It's just that the clothes are different from the usual ones. McMillan who will come in is simply wearing thin clothes. He seems to have just taken a shower, and his body is still emitting heat.

The man's vigorous body is like a light bulb, attracting ignorant moths.

Jiang Jiang is not a moth, he is a salted fish with self-knowledge, so he quickly retracted his eyes after glancing at him, and said solemnly, "What's the matter with you?"

"Yes." McMillan didn't notice Jiang Jiang's abnormality. He stepped forward a few steps, bowed seriously, and said, "Please let me stay by your side tonight."

He is very serious, and it seems that he intends to further protect Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang hesitated for a moment. He himself hoped to spend the night safely, and McMillan's protection was what he could only wish for.

There is only one thing, that is, he is worried that Suskel will come again today, and then he will see Macmillan at a glance. If the protagonist is killed again, it will be over if he wastes a file.

Jiang Jiang made a sudden movement at the thought of this.

He who was always passively reverted, suddenly thought at this moment that he could take the initiative to attack by relying on reversing.

Even in some cases, he can take the initiative to take the death line to go back and choose again.

But this is too turbulent. Jiang Jiang still doesn't know if there are any conditions and restrictions on the retracement. Seeking stability is his first choice.

Under the premise of seeking stability, appropriate temptations are harmless.

For example, now, he can take the route that McMillan is in the room first, and if it is BE, he can obediently let McMillan stay away, and stop trying this route.

But what if... he succeeds?

Then he can sleep well tonight!

Thinking of this, Jiang Jiang immediately made up his mind. He looked up at Macmillan: "Yes, I agree with your request. You will sleep in the sand tonight—"

Jiang Jiang paused.

He suddenly remembered what happened on the sofa last night, and he got stuck.

Although the sofa has been cleaned up by McMillan, Jiang Jiang still has no face to let McMillan sleep there.

As for sleeping on the ground, it is too harsh for the protagonist.

So Jiang Jiang hesitated for a long time, and simply said: "You can sleep next to me."

The big bed in the room can completely sleep two people, and there is a Chu River and Han border in the middle.

Moreover, Jiang Jiang thought that he had not had much contact with McMillan, and the other party's personality was also very obvious, a typical chivalry, he would not bully the weak and would not act like that demon.

Jiang Jiang was very relieved of McMillan, so he patted his side: "Come on, rest early, you will continue to practice swordsmanship tomorrow."

Macmillan's expression was a little hesitant.

He was facing Jiang Jiang this time, so that Jiang Jiang could easily see him blushing.

It really is as innocent and shy as in the plot.

Jiang Jiang sighed, and at the same time said with a smile: "Come on, I won't do anything to you."

McMillan's feet seemed to be dragged by iron chains. His handsome brows were full of embarrassment, and he didn't dare to look at Jiang Jiang. However, although he walked slowly, he didn't say no.

After McMillan went to bed stiffly, Jiang Jiang said with satisfaction: "Good night."

He closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Because of sleeping too much during the day, it took a while to fall asleep this time, and after Jiang Jiang finally felt Zhou Gong's call to prepare for a sweet dream, he suddenly seemed to hear McMillan softly say: "Good night. "

Since he was in a half-dream and half-awake state, Jiang Jiang didn't know if he was hallucinating.

But without thinking deeply, he fell asleep and lost consciousness.

While he was asleep, his eyes suddenly went dark!

It's really dark.

In the dream, I can feel that I am surrounded by darkness.

So Jiang Jiang woke up immediately.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw himself looking at the familiar four words in the familiar darkness.

After looking at the mission failure, Jiang Jiang turned to look at Suskel's card.

This time on the card, there is an extra line of words.

[Castle BE: Susquel saw you sleeping with McMillan, and mistakenly thought that something disharmonious had happened between you, so he killed McMillan in anger, and then imprisoned you]

???

What's wrong with you, Red Rose!

You must know that in the plot, you can still have fun with Slag Gong 3 and what!

Why did he get cold before he did anything? ? ?

Jiang Jiang was stunned.

He had indeed thought before that if McMillan stayed, he would have a conflict with Suskel and then go back, but he never expected that Suskel would be angered just by meeting like this at all!

Jiang Jiang went back to the file again, confused and sluggish.

Just after returning this time, Jiang Jiang heard Macmillan's voice: "Please let me stay by your side tonight."

"..." Jiang Jiang said helplessly: "Go back to your room. With your current weakness, there is no point in staying here."

It will only give people heads in vain.

Jiang Jiang gulped down the second half of the sentence.

Thinking that he would be tossed about again later, he had no intention of continuing to talk to McMillan, so he lay flat and covered the cup, and said sullenly, "Remember to turn off the lights."

McMillan was silent for a while.

Then he left slowly.

When the lights went out, the room was plunged into darkness.

Jiang Jiang opened his eyes, planning to wait for Suskel's arrival.

However, he waited and waited, and fell asleep again at about the same time as in the last archive.

In the quiet room, the closed windows did not know when they were opened.

On the empty window, suddenly there was a figure.

The man stood on the window sill, first casually glanced at the door, and then flipped in lightly.

He silently walked to the side of the bed, then squatted down, staring straight at the boy in the soft blanket.

The boy's sleeping face was calm, his cheeks were light pink, so cute and cute that he was eager to move no matter whether he was above or below.

Suskel has never been a person who would wrong himself, he did what he wanted, and immediately reached out and pinched the young boy's tender cheek.

The skin under his hands was smooth and warm, and when Susquer pinched it, it turned into a caress.

He didn't stop until he realized something was wrong from his obsession.

The young man under him frowned at some point, looking pitiful like a trampled animal.However, even if he felt uncomfortable, the other party was still not awake.

This is completely different from last night.

Suskel remembered clearly that as soon as he approached the other party last night, the other party opened his eyes and looked at him.

But today, he has been pinching each other for a long time, and the boy is still stuck in a dream.

Suskel instinctively felt something was wrong.

He frowned and stared at the boy, and finally stretched out his hand again.

He just touched the boy lightly.

Suskel stayed where he was after feeling the other person's obviously high and abnormal body temperature.

He was at a loss for a while, and he didn't know what he was going to do, so he was just so dazed.

As a high-ranking demon from birth, Suskel can now know that the boy has a fever, thanks to the books he read in the study when he was bored.

However, at that time, he just glanced casually, and after laughing at the fragile human beings, he didn't even look at the subsequent disposal, and threw the book aside.

How cool it was to throw at that time, how much Suskel regrets now.

It's just that it's too late to look for it in the huge study now.

Suskel frowned more and more tightly. Just as he was thinking about what to do now, he noticed that the boy under him moved.

The other party rubbed against his palm subconsciously, so cute that Suskel's inner thoughts went astray for a moment, and then he was pulled back with difficulty by himself.

He looked at his naturally cold hands, touched the boy's hot cheeks, and finally came to his senses.

What should I do if I have a fever?Cooling down of course!

As for how to cool down, is there anything more convenient than holding a big ice cube?

Suskel got through his mind in an instant. He turned on the bed, and then pulled the quilt away to get in.

However, he hugged Jiang Jiang tightly with his front foot, and the confused Jiang Jiang mercilessly pushed him away.

After repeating it several times, Suskel lowered his head and looked at his clothes.

After spending a little effort.

Saskell hugged the person in his arms tightly in contentment.

The boy with a fever was very well-behaved, and his body temperature was as warm as a little sun.

Such an intimate hug, even if Suskel's original intention was good, he had other impulses unknowingly.

Holding the person he likes in his arms, and he has just had sex, Suskel's current situation is no less than suffering for him.

Especially when the boy liked him so much, this big ice cube, entangled him like an octopus.

Looking at the top of the man in his arms, Suskel's heart fluttered, he lowered his head uncontrollably, and dropped a kiss on the other's hair.

After the kiss, Suskel put on a bitter face, and hugged each other honestly, and did nothing else.

Although he doesn't know much about human beings, he is smarter than others.

So after thinking about it for a while, he figured out why the boy had a fever.

——It must be because the other party is a believer in light.

A young man with holy light would naturally feel uncomfortable if he was corrupted by a purebred dark demon like him.

Suskel thought through.

It was precisely because he thought clearly that he restrained his indulgent thoughts.

Although most demons are sentimental and cold people, Susquel knows he is not.

He has a natural distaste for strangers, so distasteful that if touched, he will become angry and want to cut off the opponent's hand.

If such a physique is discovered, not to mention whether he will be regarded as a different species within the race, the enemy will also target his 'weakness' outside.

So Suskel kept pretending to be himself.

He is cold by nature, so he pretends to be a romantic.

He hates touching, so he raises a bunch of deceptive existences.

Coupled with his own strength, few people would approach him face to face, so Suskel's disguise has been maintained until now.

It's just that the pretense is fake after all.

Suskel knows this better than anyone.

However he didn't care.

He has no intention of touching it, so naturally he doesn't mind his physique.

He thought that he would always maintain this state, until he passed by the castle that day, and when he glanced back by accident, he saw the boy standing outside the castle looking at the big roses.

The throbbing that had never happened before made him stop in an instant.

He completely forgot that he was just passing by at first, and followed the boy in without hesitation.

At that moment, he was like a moth rushing to a flame—without caring for himself.