Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

The original body has a pair of small canine teeth, which are pointed, and it hurts to bite on the chin.

Hearing the man's hiss in pain, Song Xi calmed down a bit, let go of his mouth, made two pee pee, and said angrily: "It's unpalatable!"

Qiao Zizhen touched his chin, a pair of teeth marks were shining brightly, and his breath became dangerous, "Little fool, did I indulge you too much?"

Song Xi grinned foolishly, unable to understand.

In the darkness, I couldn't see Qiao Zi's real expression, and I couldn't even hear any emotion in his tone, "Forget it, I'll deal with you later."

As he spoke, Song Xi was dragged back two steps, the man stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and with a click, the room returned to light, and as the man's hand slowly moved away, the surrounding voices flooded in like a tide Come.

The rest of them were defenseless, their eyes ached from the sudden light, and they blinked to have the energy to observe their surroundings.

Everything in the room was arranged as before, except for Song Xi, almost everyone stayed where they were, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

The little gangster asked suspiciously: "What's going on? Could it be that boss didn't do anything?"

Everyone was at a loss. Could it be that this boss is really weak as Liang Ping said?

Suddenly, a voice sounded, "No, he did it."

Several people followed the sound, Gu Banxue's face was a little ugly, and his eyes were fixed on the person curled up on the ground.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, Liang Ping who was lying on the ground didn't make a sound!

Liang Ping's girlfriend was the first to react. She stumbled and ran over to help him in a panic. As soon as she lifted Liang Ping's head up, she screamed in fright and fell to the ground suddenly, speaking incoherently.

"Liang...Liang Ping...dead, dead."

Song Xi looked over and saw that Liang Ping was lying on the ground with his hands on his neck, his face was blue and purple, his eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs seemed to be popping out.

Liang Ping died, a ridiculous death, he strangled himself to death.

Song Xi glanced at the man, this man has been beside him, when did he move his hand?

Qiao Zizhen inexplicably received his gaze, turned his head to look at him, and lowered his voice innocently: "I didn't do anything."

He just fabricated the illusion, and it was Liang Ping who wanted to strangle Song Xi to death with full of malice, so he was lured by the illusion and strangled himself to death.

In a way, he really didn't do it.

Song Xi withdrew his gaze. Men are big pigs, so I can't believe it.

He was thinking about it, without thinking about it at all, Qiao Zizhen had already clearly told him: You have lost your horse.

Over there, Liang Ping's girlfriend was crying when she was overwhelmed. The tears fell like she didn't want money. The crying was so loud that no one could listen to her advice. of fear.

Gu Banxue pursed her lips and watched for a while, then looked away and walked over, asking, "Is Liu Yang okay?"

Song Xi grinned at her and thanked her a few times in his heart.

Seeing the other party's silly smile, Gu Banxue seemed to be healed, and also smiled.

As the heroine, Gu Banxue is naturally not bad-looking, and she is the type of a confidant big sister. Because she enters the dungeon again and again, her brows and eyes add a bit of determination.

Looking at Song Xi again, he has a handsome face and small tiger teeth. Qiao Zizhen wiped off the strawberry jam that was stained earlier, his eyes are carefree, and his smile is silly and sweet.

Qiao Zizhen pulled Song Xi calmly, "Yangyang, I'll wipe your clothes."

Song Xi narrowed his eyes and let the man take out a handkerchief and wipe it on him.

Gu Banxue looked at it for a long time, and noticed something was wrong: "This is, jam?"

"Well, it's all because I was scared and didn't pay attention to it." Qiao Zizhen didn't forget to set up a character for himself, with a frustrated face.

Seeing Song Xi's toothache.

The corners of his eyes twitched, Song Xi secretly reached out to dip some jam on his clothes, and when the man bowed to straighten his clothes, he slapped him on the face.

The strength is not heavy, but the voice is quite crisp. In an instant, half of Qiao Zizhen's face was printed.

Song Xi clapped his hands: "Hey... play, play!"

Do you like it, your favorite strawberry jam.

Qiao Zizhen paused, and within a few seconds, his expression quickly returned to normal. He calmly wiped the jam on his face, and coaxed softly, "Yangyang, be good, don't move around."

Song Xi heard the warning, but what does it have to do with him?He's just a little fool who doesn't understand anything ⊙A⊙!

Three seconds later, Qiao Zizhen had another palm print on the other side of his face.

"..."

It's childish to point people's fingers.

Song Xi glanced at him secretly, um, he was about to get angry.

Immediately stop, stay still, and start to be a good baby.

Gu Banxue sighed, and said to Qiao Zizhen, "It's really hard work for you."

In a state of high emotional tension, any trivial matter can cause emotions to get out of control, but Qiao Zizhen is very patient and has no intention of getting angry at all.

Qiao Zizhen smiled and didn't care: "It's okay."

hypocritical.

Song Xi bah bah bah bah, humming a few times in his nasal cavity.

Gu Banxue chatted for a few words and passed away. Not only did Liang Ping's body need to be dealt with, but she also needed to continue looking for clues.

When she reached the door, Gu Chen grabbed her from behind, "Banxue, are you still angry?"

Gu Banxue shook his head, "I'm not angry." Saying that, she turned around and left.

There's nothing to be angry about, it's just that we don't agree with each other.

The room returned to calm again. Qiao Zizhen took off his glasses, and the tails of his eyes turned upwards slightly. His demeanor became dangerous. With an evil nature, he gently raised his hand, and the half-closed door closed by itself.

He glanced at Song Xi, as if looking at a piece of meat, thinking about where to start to slaughter it.

Song Xi swallowed, and suddenly faltered.

As soon as he was about to turn around and run, the man grabbed his hand, pulled it back, stretched out his hand to rub his head, and asked aloud: "You are very bad today, what should I do?"

Song Xi smirked: "Hahahaha." What can I do, the prime minister can hold a boat in his belly, so bear with it.

As if he didn't get a satisfactory answer, Qiao Zizhen's expression was a little distressed, and his face was full of tangles: "I want to strangle you, but my heart doesn't allow it, but if I don't do anything, I will be very angry again, little fool, tell me How should I punish you..."

Originally, what sounded perverted, but when Song Xi's brain automatically transformed the identity of the other party into a lover, it was a bit indescribable for a while.

Grass, so non-mainstream.

Non-mainstream inexplicably took the blame, threw it away, and threw the word metamorphosis.

Song Xi was suddenly picked up by the waist and walked straight to the bathroom.

Qiao Zi really plausibly said: "Don't you want to go to the bathroom? You can't hold it back."

Song Xi seemed to feel that something was wrong and struggled to think about it.

The man hugged him even tighter. After entering, he kicked the door and locked it directly.

"Fuck, what is he, what is he going to do?!" Song Xi was so frightened that he could speak incoherently.

The system is very straightforward: "Hehe, maybe I want to|day|you."

Song Xi: "I can't! I can't!"

System: "...that's not what your expression says."

Song Xi immediately remained expressionless: "The main reason is that the toilet smells not very pleasant."

"..."

Qiao Zizhen hugged him to the toilet, and thoughtfully adopted a baby-carrying posture, tugged his pants, "Come on."

Song Xi leaned his back against his chest, looked at the toilet, and sighed in his heart: "It's so perverted."

Who can come out here.

Song Xi was limp, unable to lift his head, and remained silent.

Qiao Zizhen waited for a while, put his feet on the edge of the toilet seat, bent them into a right angle, made someone half-sit on his lap, and patted Song Xi with one free hand.

"hurry up."

Song Xi was shocked when he was photographed, even more so.

Qiao Zizhen sighed: "You can't do this, holding it in for too long is not good for your health."

Song Xi covered his face, he didn't drink any water, the more he urged, the more he didn't want to go to bed.

Qiao Zi was really motivated, he had to teach him a lesson, "Forget it, I'll help you."

Song Xi blushed and tried not to swear, which made the man's arms turn red.

The sound of flushing water was heard intermittently, and the bathroom had a faint fishy smell, probably the smell of water.

Song Xi was thinking in a daze, but couldn't think of anything. After exhaustion, he was only sleepy.

Qiao Zizhen carried him out and put him on the bed, and suddenly felt that he might have found a better way to teach the little fool a lesson.

Song Xi didn't want to do it for a short time, and he couldn't get up or down, which was much more uncomfortable than choking his neck.

Qiao Zizhen touched the tips of his wet hair, "Don't run around, I'll go out for a while."

Song Xi ignored him, rolled around on the bed wrapped in a quilt, tired, and wanted to rest for a while.

Qiao Zizhen was not angry this time, and couldn't help laughing out loud. He straightened his clothes, took out his glasses and put them on, and "sealed" his aura again.

The sound of closing the door sounded, Song Xi lay on his side on the bed, his eyes were open and his thoughts were racing.

For him, this mission was actually a dead end from the very beginning.

After passing this level, either the mission is successful and Qiao Zi is really dead, or the mission fails and he is forcibly withdrawn from this world.

If... at the beginning, Qiao Zi really couldn't control him and strangled him, the mission would fail.If they escaped by chance, but according to Song Xi's character of vengeance, the two of them will continue with those two possibilities until one of them dies.

The system...is it really that simple?

Song Xixin mentioned it, and silently put the system on the alert list.

As soon as I squinted my eyes on the pillow, time slipped away quietly.

Song Xi slept very deeply this time, and finally woke up abruptly from hunger. When he woke up, it was already dark outside the window, and the night fell silently.

He turned over and turned his head to meet a pair of playful gazes. Song Xi was so startled that he almost jumped out of bed.

Qiao Zizhen was like a ghost, sitting beside his bed, just staring at him.

"System, how long has he been sitting here?"

System: "Maybe you should ask if he did anything to you."

Song Xi is not stupid, his back is clean, he doesn't feel anything, what can he do.

Just thinking about it, I felt a dull pain in my arm.

Song Xi subconsciously rolled over his hands, and there were maroon marks on his arms, spreading from the bend of his arms to his wrists, especially the wrists, where the marks were deep and thick.

Spread the other hand, the same is true.

Song Xi's face suddenly hurt, and he slapped.

The author has something to say: Good night, friends!