Self-inflicted self-inflicted self-inflicted villain [Quick Transmigration]

"Owner."

"Heh, Protector Zuo is too serious, he can't bear your title."

"Nothing to do with you."

"That's wrong, his business...is my business."

"He belongs here."

"People of evil ways are really unreasonable."

"Tsk, I haven't seen you for many years, the leader is still so annoying. This seat..."

"It's really disrespectful. I didn't think about the former leader, but I'm still alive."

"you!"

"To shut up."

"...kill you sooner or later."

……

Si Zhuo's heart was so tired.

Really.

If you want to ask why, just look at the three great gods in the room.

Ouyang Zixuan changed into white clothes again, holding tea in his hands, full of elegance, if you ignore...his cynicism at this time.

Ao Yue's complexion was obviously not very good, as if he wanted to beat someone but endured it, the fan was crushed and thrown aside, as if it was someone's future fate.

Sitting farthest away was Xing Si in black.His face was paralyzed, and even the few words he said were pitiful, but every word was heartfelt, with a sense of presence shining brightly.

Seeing that a fight (again) was about to start, Si Zhuo weakly raised his hand, "...that."

Qi Shushu swung his eyes, and Si Zhuo's voice became even less confident, "No, it's okay, you continue." The body close to him seemed uncomfortable, so he moved slightly, and Si Zhuo subconsciously comforted him. Touch... Xi Jing in his arms.

Ah, almost forgot.

Here's another one.

The one who was attacked by the eye knife was replaced by a certain king sleeping in Si Zhuo's arms.Xi Jing, who successfully pulled the hatred value, did not have this self-awareness, but moved closer to Si Zhuo, wrapping his arms around his body, and sticking to his heart.

Si Zhuo resisted the urge to slap the cheating king away, and let the dishonest body in his arms touch him, with an upright expression on his face.

"Uh..."...Where is the best place to start fooling around? !

"Master, please go back with your subordinates." Xing Si stood up, walked towards Si Zhuo, and suddenly knelt down half-kneeling, lowering his head, waiting for Si Zhuo's answer.

That person is still alive.

For Xing Si, this is already the best answer.

Back then...Xing Si committed a crime because he wanted to remove the traces in that person's heart that did not belong to him.For this, he paid the price, and the man disappeared.

After losing and recovering, Xing Si became cautious.

He thought, this time, he had to protect that person.Even if... resented.

The young man in that person's arms is so dazzling.However, even though his heart was clamoring to kill, Xing Si still endured, suppressed, and put away his weapon.

At least... he will not act rashly when he is not completely sure.

He didn't want to pay the price that year.

As long as...you can stay with that person.

there is always a way...

Perfect, traceless...remove the eyesore.

"Xing Si." Si Zhuo squinted his eyes, but smiled, "I don't want that position."

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of the people in the room were different.

The light in Xing Si's eyes dimmed even more.

The faint smile in Ouyang Zixuan's eyes disappeared in Si Zhuo's next sentence before it surfaced.

"I'm going to stay in the Devil's Cult for a while." Si Zhuo turned his head and smoothed Xi Jing's hair, his lowered eyes brought an illusion of tenderness, "For him."

Xi Jing's eyelashes moved slightly, but he didn't open his eyes.

"A mere paternity, you care about it." Ao Yue propped his chin, with a sneering smile on his lips, "It's not because you are blinded by your appearance."

Si Zhuo frowned slightly, with obvious displeasure on his expression, "He's not a pet..."

"You didn't say that when you set off." Ouyang Zixuan's voice was strangely calm, he looked at Si Zhuo, and said lightly, "You lied to me."

"Whatever you think." Si Zhuo's voice was indifferent, "If you don't want to, go back to your martial arts league."

Ouyang Zixuan lowered his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Could it be...you want me to stay."

Si Zhuo added a smile, "What if I say yes."

"I...according to you." Ouyang Zixuan's smile faded until it disappeared.

Breaking free from Xi Jing's embrace, Si Zhuo sat on the chair next to him, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "After a while, wait for me..." His voice paused for a moment, and he turned his head to the side, staring at Xi Jing's sleeping face , looked at them again, but his eyes were not focused, "...this body, I will give it to you."

He didn't say, who 'you' are.

His gaze was even erratic.

But this uncertainty only deepened that obsession.

..

In some shabby inn rooms, the sound of water could be faintly heard.Against the backdrop of the dim light, the rise of water mist is somewhat psychedelic.

The young man was kneeling in the wooden tub, with his arms around the man standing outside the tub, who was bending over to wipe his back. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be drowsy.

The man dodged backwards, but was grabbed by the young man's strength and nearly fell into the bathtub.Finally standing still, he threw the soft cloth in his hand heavily into the bathtub, as if he was completely resigned.

Pulling away the arms around him, Si Zhuo didn't bother to complain about this brown candy-like guy, so he stretched out his hand and pressed a welt on his back, and as expected, he heard a low-pitched moan.

"Now I know it hurts." Si Zhuo whispered, "I shouldn't have hurt myself in the first place."

"To..." A light, almost whispering voice sounded, and the person who hadn't responded moved his fingers and opened his eyes slightly, "To Gu..."

Sighing resignedly, Si Zhuo pulled his arm. At the wrist, after a long time of mental preparation, he finally bit down.

Do it yourself, ah, no, it’s better to move your mouth than to be gnawed by someone who doesn’t know how serious it is...

Si Zhuo once saw Xi Jing biting his arm dripping with blood, and Si Zhuo expressed that he was under a lot of pressure.

"Uh...ah..." Si Zhuo gasped ambiguously and sensationally, and quickly let go, looking at the marks left on someone's wrist, wanting to cry but not tears.

I always feel that...something about me...is gone.

As if unable to understand why the pain that proved his existence suddenly disappeared, Xi Jing retracted his wrist, stuck out his tongue, licked the mark, and passed his arm over again, "I want..."

"No." Si Zhuo righteously rejected Xi Jing's unreasonable request, "Only once a day."

"want…"

"I can't say it." Si Zhuo stopped someone from trying to torture himself, "Be obedient."

"And..."

Hello!It's muddy, and the water is cold even after taking a shower!

Si Zhuo raised his hand, trying to wake up a speechless king, but he didn't notice that the door of the room opened and closed quietly.

The body in the tub suddenly went limp, Si Zhuo was taken aback, and then he heard a voice beside his ear, "Master."

The author has something to say: Ouyang Zixuan ((〃＞皮＜)): That hateful little bitch!

Xing Si ((⊙_⊙)): ...Master...

Ao Yue (╭(╯^╰)╮): A mere pet, hum.

Xi Jing (o(*////▽////*)): Sir... lonely...

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