Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Yao's complexion was not very good when she woke up in the morning, her white and soft cheeks were covered with a patch of peach pink covered by a plush blanket, a poke seemed to break the sweet and sticky sugar water, and her overly long eyelashes were lazy The ground drooped to cover the glistening tear film in his eyes.

When looking at the person below him, Fenghou's eyes were empty and unfocused, like a kitten that had been rua'd to lose its soul.

The red-haired gangster who slept with him all night didn't look very good either, he could be regarded as black as the bottom of a pot.

Ruan Yao's sleeping position is not honest. In Norton's fantasy, sleeping with the little beauty should be hugged close and tender, like a fairy tale. However, in reality, Ruan Yao's combat power and courage seemed to evolve in his sleep, and he punched and kicked Norton. , the red-haired gangster has been fighting in Heicheng for so many years, but this is the first time he has been beaten so hard that his body is covered in bruises, yet he dare not resist.

The little Asian was limp and thin, and Norton suspected that if he squeezed the curmudgeon priest a little harder, he would die.

In order to vent his anger, he could only open his mouth and bite Ruan Yao's round shoulder.

He didn't dare to bite hard, the image of Ruan Yao porcelain doll was deeply rooted in people's hearts, and Norton was so angry that he only dared to grind his teeth on the slender shoulder blades to leave a clear tooth mark.

Even so, Ruan Yao still hummed and looked at the boy innocently.

He didn't know what he did to this fierce guy while he was asleep.She raised her eyebrows and felt that this person had a bad temper and would bite him at every turn.

The priest was delicate and fleshy, and Norton was responsible for him when his superiors kidnapped him. He got up before dawn to change his clothes and make breakfast, like a hard-working and honest nanny.

Ruan Yao was so sleepy that he was picked up for breakfast abruptly, and felt that the red-haired bastard was a hundred times more annoying than the old lady.

A plate of hot pasta was placed in front of the stunned Ruan Yao with a "bang", which made the hair on the back of his neck stand up in fright. When he looked up and saw the boy's threatening eyes, it probably meant that if he didn't think it tasted good, he would throw it away. You are fried.

The little priest covered his buttocks and let out a "sigh".

He is picky eater and delicate, sitting at the dining table is not honest, picking out the thinly sliced ​​carrots in the pasta with a fork bit by bit.

"I'll send you back today." Norton gritted his teeth and threatened him with a hash mark on his forehead.

Ruan Yao let out an "ah", pursed her mouth, and said in a coquettish tone, "That's all right."

Why are you so disappointed?

Norton felt that if he could bear it any longer, he might go to see God in advance, and swear to God, he had never had such a good temper in his life, but Ruan Yao was ignorant, and insisted on playing dicks on other people's sites, talking sticky The ground is like a ball of melted cotton candy: "Why don't you always smile, you look so fierce."

The red-haired gangster is a character outside the script, and Ruan Yao doesn't need to maintain the charming and charming design, so she can easily step on her nose and face, and step on the temporary owner's head to show off her might.

Norton's handsome and deep eyebrows should have been extremely intimidating, but when a young Asian boy blinked his eyes, he miraculously gritted his white teeth and forcibly held back the anger of wanting to fire him.

He forced himself to take a deep breath, remained silent for a long time, and twisted out a "kind" smile that was too ferocious.

Ruan Yao trembled, and subconsciously stuffed the carrot on the fork into her mouth.

If emotions can be visualized, Ruan Yao must have two fluffy and trembling rabbit ears on his head.

Norton picked up the sheepskin boot that he had kicked somewhere for him, only then did he find that the shoe seemed to have been soaked in water, and the upper was pitifully peeled off.

That’s right, the weather on the island is weird. It’s rainy and rainy in winter, and it seems to never stop. I heard that the priests always go out to pray for people’s weddings, funerals and various banquets. So it’s normal for the shoes to be soaked in water. thing.

Does Norton think that a priest who enjoys offerings from believers and subsidies from the church would be so pitiful?

Soon the red-haired boy couldn't help but think yesterday that Ruan Yao tearfully said that his dead cousin cheated money and robbed him. After taking the money, he went to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, offending people and was often beaten to death.

I think Ruan Yao's money was spent on that scumbag cousin.

Norton had seen many such cubs in his life, and remembering the expression on the face of the little priest when he mentioned this man, he still couldn't help spitting.

Ruan Yao had no sense of being abducted at all, and raised a foot covered in white socks, waiting for Norton to change his shoes.The posture is very arrogant and very bad.

The result was that when Ruan Yao went out, she was tightly wrapped in a large scarf that did not belong to him, and half of her face was buried in it. Outsiders could only see a pair of beautiful light amber eyes, but not his swollen bright red lips. Beads and a broken corner of the mouth.

"That...priest." The red-haired boy awkwardly put his pockets in his pockets and deliberately turned his face away from the little priest wearing a thick scarf. "I've slept through it all. I don't know your name yet."

Ruan Yao's voice was buried in the scarf and buzzed, and she couldn't hear it clearly, and she couldn't tell if it was intentional, her tongue was rolled up so high: "ruanyao"

His name is too much trouble for a foreigner, Ruan Yao has been waiting maliciously for the boy to reveal the old-fashioned trick of pronouncing his name in a mess with his tongue out.

But unexpectedly, Norton nodded calmly, and pronounced his name very smoothly, the words were correct, and the words were correct: "Ruan Yao."

"Ruan-yao."

Ruan Yao was startled.

The round eyes are wide open behind the wind blown hair.

Norton was a little nervous when he saw him, trying to suppress a little inexplicable joy, coughed and asked with a cold face: "Is there a problem? Did I read it wrong?"

Ruan Yao came back to her senses dully, shook her head, and said in a low voice, "No."

Norton also felt that there was something wrong with him. At first he disliked Ruan Yao's meddling and wanted to send this squeamish guy away quickly, but he ignored him and insisted on getting close to him to find some sense of presence.

"I don't know what's the matter with me." He looked at Ruan Yao's always dazed face intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a showy tone, "Maybe I've seen Hua Guo's movies, maybe you The name is very common in China, I always feel that I have heard it somewhere."

Ruan Yao seemed to be amused at this moment.

He said nonchalantly, "Maybe."

In fact, even he himself didn't know why the sour bubbles suddenly popped up in his heart.

The system seems to have been silent since last night.

From the time when Norton insisted on hugging Ruan Yao to sleep on a narrow single bed until now when the young man was escorting him back to the church, the system never spoke a single word.

Ruan Yao felt that this was a very strange thing.

Because the original personality of the system was based on each host, one person and one unified are logically a combination of heartless fools, and it is rare to see the system when it is depressed.

"Brother Tongzi, you don't seem to be happy." Ruan Yao, the little thumb in the sea of ​​consciousness, jumped up and hugged the little metal square that was always floating up and down.

The system that likes to vent its fluctuating emotions by flashing signal lights is rare and quiet and gloomy today.

Ruan Yao took the initiative to rest her chin on the head of the system, like a qualified owner hugging her frustrated puppy hook.

The system seemed to be disconnected, and a few strings of green unknown data flashed on the screen. After a while, Ruan Yao and Norton were almost at the door of the church. The sound that the system seemed to be broken finally sounded again, and it said indifferently: "Master Host , can you forget some unhappy things?"

Ruan Yao blinked blankly, for a moment she couldn't figure out why the system would tell him such a mysterious thing, thinking that today's system is so profound.

He never thought about these things. He has always been a typical example of being drunk today, and he can only keep things in his head that make him happy.

The little thumb bit his own finger and frowned in embarrassment. He rubbed his cheek against the metal shell of the system, and asked very affectionately, "But how do you know that you will be unhappy?"

The system stopped talking again.

Ruan Yao is not used to the system like this. The system he is subconsciously used to should be a guy who is as happy as he is and talkative all day long. Now this unpredictable appearance makes a certain fool feel a little awe from the bottom of his heart. Is this the result after the upgrade? As expected, I spent a lot of points in exchange for it, but I am too cold and not used to it.

Ruan Yao decided to attribute this to her own problems.Who made him always dislike dealing with smart people?

"Whether you're unhappy or happy, it's all your own business, why should others take care of it?" Ruan Yao squinted her eyes, her soft hair was floating on the metal shell of the system.

For a moment, the system felt as if it had grown human skin, and could almost feel the gentle touch of hair rubbing against the skin.

When Ruan Yao walked to the door of the church, she felt something was wrong.

He remembered that he had clearly closed the door before he went out, but now there was an overly obvious crack in the door, indicating that someone had broken the door and entered while he was away.

People in Heicheng don't have any faith, and if they want to believe, they also believe in evil gods. It's impossible to suddenly change their nature one day and would rather break open the door and go in to confess to Jesus, right?

Ruan Yao hesitated for a moment, a little panic rose in her heart, she held onto the corner of Norton's clothes and said confidently, "I've delivered everything, come with me to have a look."

The muscles at the corners of Norton's mouth tensed, and he felt that he was really poisoned by a little Asian who couldn't fight at all.

He just did it anyway.

Norton felt that he really needed to spend some money to get his brain checked.

A thug with a broken brain will also depreciate.

Numerous images of perverted killers hiding behind the door and taking advantage of the opportunity to kill flashed through Ruan Yao's mind. He gulped nervously, and carefully stepped on the worn-out carpet at the door like a cat, darting into the deepest place without a sound.

Seeing his nervousness, Norton laughed, "An outsider is an outsider."

He felt that this level was at most a pickpocket who stole in.

Turning around the seats in front of the church, he couldn't suppress his laughter: "No thief would want to come to such a dilapidated place."

Ruan Yao felt that she was so humiliated that she was so angry that she wanted to scratch him.

A cold cough suddenly came from the spiral staircase.

Ruan Yao's hand outstretched in the air froze, and she mechanically turned her head to look at the man in the windbreaker standing on the spiral staircase.

Mr. Killer didn't sleep all night, his eyes were black and blue, and there were blue stubbles on his chin.Now he is condescending and coldly watching the kitten who ran out to bring a stray dog ​​back, and the relationship seems to be very good.

Inexplicably, Mr. Killer, who felt that he had become a tauren, looked even more terrifying, and stared at Ruan Yao with a fake smile: "Your new master?"

Before these words had time to set off ripples in Norton's heart, Ruan Yao's stammering words quickly drew Norton's thoughts away.

All I heard was that the poor little priest's lips were trembling, and broken words came out of his mouth with difficulty: "Cousin?"

Well, this bastard is his dead cousin who eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles.

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Love some tauren plots (bushi