Pick up a handsome man as a wife

The beautiful man looked at Sanwazi in disbelief, he probably didn't expect that even Sanwazi said that to him.

Sanwazi couldn't bear to look at it, it was too cruel for the beautiful boy, he turned his head and found several people coming towards him.

"Sir, please come with us."

He didn't know why, "What's wrong? I didn't break the law!"

"Your behavior disrupted the game system, please come with us."

"I... I just said a few more words." Sanwazi tried to defend.

"Sorry sir, your behavior is very unfair to other contestants, please come with us."

"Okay!" Sanwazi walked out of the arena helplessly supported by two people. Before leaving, he looked back and saw the beautiful man holding a fruit knife in his hand, stabbing it tremblingly, and a stream of blood spurted out, splashing on the ground On the handsome boy's still immature face, there were lines along the corners of his eyes, which looked like blood and tears.

Spike slowly fell down, eyes staring blankly at the sky, arms slowly hanging down, dying.

The beautiful man knelt next to him as if he had collapsed, his eyes were blank, suddenly, the dead Spike stretched out his bloody hand and grabbed the beautiful man's arm, the frightened beautiful man suddenly squatted on the ground, struggling continuously, punching and kicking The hand under Langya slowly loosened, leaving only the sluggish handsome man.

Sanwazi didn't know what happened afterwards, and when he sneaked up onto the glass cover surrounding the arena, the referee took the handsome man by the hand and announced, "Player No. 37 wins."

Although the game was not very exciting, the audience gave warm applause to the winner.

The beautiful man raised his head amidst the applause, and went to look for Sanwazi.

Sanwazi knocked on the glass cover that covers the entire arena. The glass cover is semicircular and tightly covers the entire arena that can accommodate 1000 people. I don’t know how to do it, but now there are supernatural powers. , human beings can master the power of nature, not to mention a mere piece of glass.

The handsome man raised his head and noticed Sanwazi, his ugly expression was finally a little loose.

Seeing San Wazi, the stadium staff shook their heads with a headache, and people began to come towards them one after another.

Sanwazi secretly felt something was wrong, fearing that they would throw him out again by disrupting the order of the arena, Sanwazi quickly climbed down and hid in the crowd.

After everyone dispersed, he went to look for the beautiful boy. The beautiful boy sat blankly in the backstage player area, holding a blood-stained rabbit doll in his hand.

Sanwazi looked around and walked over to no one, and touched his head.

Feeling comforted by this action, the beautiful man suddenly plunged into his arms, holding him tightly with both hands, the blood-stained rabbit doll fell to the ground, and was stepped on by his foot, but he didn't feel anything, and walked on the rabbit Go to Sanwazi's side, one step closer to him.

Sanwazi knew that the beautiful man was hit hard, it was the first time he killed someone, no, that was not considered a murder, that time the person was already dead, infected with the corpse poison, and only knew how to eat, his soul had long since died.

This time the beauty is different, he killed the same person as him, but is the beauty really human?Sanwazi asks himself ignorantly, he can suck blood, get red eyes, and stare at people like food. Sanwazi still remembers how the handsome man stared at him like food, but there is no doubt that the beautiful boy has never killed anyone. Even if it is blood-sucking, it knows enough is enough, and it has not hurt anyone so far.

He already has human feelings, it doesn't matter whether he has a human body or not, the important thing is that he has a human heart.

He and Langya are in the same school, even if he doesn't study hard, he will basically meet a few times every day. After all, the school is so big and there are not many people. We eat in one place, and there will always be impressions. After seeing such a person, one can imagine how the handsome man feels.

Sanwazi completely acted as a heart-warming treasure, warming the beautiful man's heart, "Don't be sad, everything will be fine."

He held the beautiful boy's hand and brought him home, but the beautiful boy didn't care at all, and in the end Sanwazi simply carried him home, and he taught the beautiful boy as he walked.

"There is a reason for the base to do this. Now that the zombies are getting stronger and stronger, the task of defending the base is getting harder and harder. They have to adopt this method, the survival of the fittest, so that the survivors can support the others.

And the more powerful the zombies, the more similar they are to humans. It is impossible to tell whether they are zombies or humans. What if zombies pretend to be humans, and you don't have the heart to do it when you see them?Zombies will not soften their hearts, and they will kill you when the time comes. "San Wazi said more and more severely, "What will I do if you die?I will be very sad.Or if you can't bear to kill them, what should they do if they go back to discuss revenge and come back to kill me?What do you do when I die?You're so stupid to pee your pants all the time. "

"You're always peeing your pants..." the beautiful boy protested softly on Sanwazi's back.

"Huh? I still don't admit it, who peed last time, or I washed it for you... woo woo..."

The beautiful man quickly covered his mouth, not letting him continue.

Back home, Sanwazi put the beautiful boy on the bed, and he was lying on the bed himself. The beautiful boy moved a little, and suddenly crawled to his side, lying directly on him. The beautiful boy liked this movement the most, and he could hear Sanwazi's steady heartbeat.

Sanwazi didn't stop him either, although it was a bit difficult to breathe, it was uncomfortable anyway, but this action was very intimate.

He touched the beautiful man's head, "Go to sleep, just sleep and forget about it."

The beautiful man gave a grace, closed his eyes, opened them again after a while, unbuttoned Sanwazi, bit the small bump on his chest, then closed his eyes contentedly and continued to sleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he was hit on the head suddenly, "Get up, I don't have any milk to feed you."

The handsome man opened his eyes and looked at Sanwazi pitifully.

"Okay, okay! Here we go again!" Sanwazi covered his eyes with a helpless expression.

The handsome man thought he agreed, and he would succeed every time Sanwazi did this, so he couldn't wait to lie back and bite Sanwazi's chest bump.

Snapped!Another hit on the head, the handsome man looked at Sanwazi in confusion.

"You won't switch to the other side, that one is swollen from your bite." Sanwazi said almost gnashing his teeth.

The handsome man obediently switched to the other side, and just got down on the head again, this time he was very wronged, and looked at Sanwazi with a puzzled expression.

"Be gentle on the paralysis..." Sanwazi said helplessly.

This time the beautiful man carefully looked at Sanwazi's face, and found nothing wrong, so he relaxed his movements, continued to lie on Sanwazi's chest, and fell asleep contentedly.

As soon as he fell asleep, he was awakened by the knock on the door. San Wazi raised his chin, "Go and open the door."

One good thing about the beautiful man is that he listened to Sanwazi very much. He ran to open the door obediently, and came back after a while carrying a big sack, the sack was clearly propped up by the things inside.

"What?" Sanwazi asked.

"Spar." The beautiful man who got the spar was very happy, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes. It was obvious that he walked out of the depressed mood just now.

"So much?" Sanwazi was a little surprised. He almost forgot that if the handsome man wins, there is a reward, but there are only a hundred crystals, and the crystals are very small, about the size of a coin, which is equivalent to a pigeon egg. How could it be full of a sack?

"The host said that Spike won nine games against me at the beginning, and lost to me in the tenth game, so I won all his wins." The beautiful man answered truthfully.

"So there are a thousand?" Sanwazi was a little surprised. Sometimes he could not reach a thousand fruits and vegetables after selling for a few days.

Sanwazi walked over to get the sack containing the spar, but the beautiful boy refused to let go.

He snatched it twice but failed to grab it, he was a little annoyed, "Let go, do you hear me, relax quickly."

The beautiful man hugged the spar sack even tighter.

Sanwazi was a little sad, "Forget it, I won't look at yours."

He turned his head, went about his own business, and went straight into the space after a while.

The beautiful man watched him go in, and suddenly dropped the sack to pull him, but unfortunately it was in vain.

Sanwazi felt a little sad, to be honest, the pretty boy hurt him, the pretty boy took the spar so seriously, he didn't even show him a look, it was a lie if he said he wasn't sad, he had the idea of ​​raising him for nothing, There is an idea of ​​wanting to give up, why is he working so hard?

It’s better to feed the whole family by yourself and have the opportunity to repay the kindness of the master’s upbringing. The adoptive parents have given them a lot of money over the years, which is dozens of times more than what they invested in him, and it is also paid off. .

Speaking of it, he was still a little unwilling. After raising it for so long, even a dog has feelings and always has the idea of ​​repaying him, but the handsome man thinks that the spar is more important than him.

It's just unbearable, it's been for nothing for so long.

Sanwazi was a little angry, and jumped into the river when he became emotional. The cold water washed over his body, and he began to calm down slowly.

Reminiscent of the bits and pieces of this period of time, he felt that he was really cheap, but he was a little annoyed by being a grandson and serving him personally, so he simply didn't want to.

He decided to stay in the space for a few days and let the beautiful man regret it!These days he has also seen that beautiful men are very dependent on him, but they just don't know the importance of trust for human beings.

He didn't even give Sanwazi a look. It was obvious that he didn't trust him. It was a waste of time to raise him for nothing. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. I care so much about you, but you care more about the spar. This kind of thinking is in Sanwazi's heart Diffuse, can not be stopped at all.

He caught a fish, sliced ​​it slowly, dipped it in seasonings, and grilled it on an iron plate. The iron plate was a piece of iron sheet. Cut off a small piece of stored meat one after another, put it in slices, vegetables, fruits, as long as they can be roasted, roast them.

This is not the first time he has done this, so he is familiar with the way, and it didn't take long to bake a bunch of them in the bowl. The beautiful man likes the slices of meat he grilled best every time he finishes eating.

Wait, why did I think of him again? Sanwazi felt that he was hopeless, and would always think of him involuntarily. Bake two or three bowls.

well!Sanwazi sighed, being good-looking is taking advantage of her, and she can't even get angry.

He can't forget the pretty boy, and he doesn't want to make it difficult for him, but if he is really together, he must be the number one in the heart of the pretty boy, otherwise he will become the lackey of the pretty boy in his memory, thinking of him in everything, without asking for anything in return. .