Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Yao really did not expect to see the protagonist Gong in the church.

Subconsciously, he took a step back and hid behind Norton to pull out the system and ask the teacher for the crime.

"At this time, shouldn't the protagonist Gong be lying next to the protagonist Shou and smoke afterwards?" The priest's pupils trembled, and he still couldn't accept that the man who should be in a relationship with the protagonist Shou and who doesn't know what the world is is now condescending with a condescending expression on his face looking at him.

Ruan Yao didn't come home all night, as if she was going out to steal something.

What are you doing, do we know each other well?

The system clearly told him that the young master and the protagonist Gong are in the same room and having a sweet love affair.

Ruan Yao forcibly resisted the urge to bite her fingers, her expression was rather tangled, and a faint pink color appeared on her cheeks involuntarily, which was a bit difficult to say: "Brother Tongzi, since this is the case, the protagonist Gong... is really so fast? May I?"

Will the protagonist really be happy after suffering?

System: Clam?

Ruan Yao spread her fingers and carefully counted the time, frowning a little confused, no matter how you think about it, it shouldn't be.

Metal Xiaofang, who was still silent at first, turned on the signal light, and hesitantly chose to say: "He didn't hit home run with the protagonist last night."

Ah, is it true that the protagonist Gong and the protagonist Shou were just chatting all night under the quilt?

Ruan Yao scratched her head, so in this world mixed with various 18x elements, Gong Shou is actually a young couple who follow the route of pure love.

Seeing that Ruan Yao remained silent, and even hid behind the red-haired bastard, Ryan suddenly became angry.Is this finding a new adulterer and preparing to kick him?

A smile was twisted on the lips of Mr. Killer. If he was a familiar person, he should know that Mad Dog Ryan was angry at this time.And the last person who made him angry had already been sent to see the heavenly father by a shuttle.

"Help me." Seeing that his expression was not right, Ruan Yao quickly grabbed the boy's sleeve and shook it, speaking softly like a poor little boy who was tortured by a vicious cousin.

Ryan's face was even worse, gloomy as if he could wring out water.

"Why, are you afraid that I'll eat you?" He walked down the spiral staircase step by step, his gaze kept on the priest's pale face.Ruan Yao couldn't help being frightened, just seeing the gloomy face of the man, her eyelashes trembled like a butterfly about to fly away.

"Stay away from him." The strange young man, who looked like a stray dog, had disheveled red hair and glared viciously at the tall man with dark red eyes that were still somewhat childish.

Ruan Yao flinched again, and grabbed Norton's arm as if grabbing a life-saving straw. Because of too much force, even her knuckles turned blue and white.

He doesn't know why the protagonist Gong appears here, but he knows that the protagonist Gong has a very important personality: moody, and doesn't take human life seriously.

Ruan Yao was afraid that he would take out a gun and kill herself.

Although Ruan Yao was sure that he hadn't done anything strange to offend him...he tightened his fingers nervously, could it be that he was found out that he secretly kissed the young master?

Being attacked and killed by jealousy is indeed his final outcome, but he hasn't exposed his ugly face in front of the young master yet.

Ruan Yao poked out her pale and soft cheeks from behind Norton, and looked at the man innocently and blankly with eyes that were born with a layer of tear film.

He tried to struggle: "There is nothing between me and Edward."

Ryan's face was already ugly and couldn't be any more ugly.

Great, it turned out that he was still having an affair with that brat in the Duval family who hid his knife in his smile.

That's enough, little priest.

It was the first time for Norton to be so fully relied on by a person. The muscles all over his body tensed up unconsciously, and the touch felt as hard as a rock.

He feels that he is like a superhero in an American movie at this time, protecting the weak and harmless beautiful "girl" behind him. If he can successfully drive this villain away, the "girl" will be fascinated by his bravery, and he will never be afraid of him. He secretly agrees.

In fact, as long as Norton thinks about it carefully, he will find that the appearance of the pure Caucasian in front of him has no blood relationship with the little Asian behind him. It is a pity that his head has been burned by the urge to be a hero. Can't tell the difference.

The young man who couldn't wait to become a qualified adult unconsciously puffed out his chest again, and stared at the ugly killer with wide eyes: "What are you looking at, don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"

He raised his voice thinking it would scare the man: "He's already told me everything you've done, you bastard better stay away from him!"

Ryan just glanced at him contemptuously, and then focused on Ruan Yao's bewildered face.A street gangster, even in such a muddy black world, is just an ant at the bottom.

"You like this, you have really bad eyesight." He said lightly, and grabbed Ruan Yao's wrist with one hand.

It's a pity that just as the cold fingers touched the priest's skin, the impulsive red-haired boy had already punched the killer in the face.Almost immediately there was a ridiculous red mark on the pale skin.

"I warned you, stay away from him." Norton's face darkened, and he was even more sure that the priest's cousin was indeed a beastly trash.

He looks like a decent gentleman, but what he does is not human.

Ryan paused, and lightly rubbed his injured cheekbones with his fingers. Norton's attack was serious, and his bloodless cheekbones were already bruised and purple.

With a more gentle smile on his lips, he looks more like a ghost crawling out of hell.

His eyes were so fierce that the little priest's palm was cold when he saw it.

Ruan Yao opened her mouth in vain, but couldn't make a sound.

"My patience is limited." Mr. Killer has a good voice that can be marked on the golden theater. When he speaks words so slowly, the low tone is like the smooth melody pouring down from a cello.

No one present could appreciate his good voice.

Unknowingly, a gun landed on the red-haired gangster's waist. As long as he moved a little, the bullet would pierce his kidney in an instant.

"I won't forget to pull the safety catch, skittish kitten."

The killer almost sighed to persuade the priest whose soft hair on the back of his neck was blown up, and kindly threw him a multiple-choice question: "Should I come to my arms, or send him to see your dear God?"

……

Ruan Yao never thought that the plot would develop like this.

The black robe symbolizing abstinence was pitifully stripped off his body by the man, half hanging on his narrow crotch, and a gorgeous color spread from his greasy white chest, which set off the silver hanging alone on his neck. The cross has become extremely ambiguous.

The red-haired bastard who was bundled into a ball by the corner watched all this helplessly, but with a sackcloth stuffed in his mouth, he could only whine angrily.

Ryan chose to ignore the annoying noise, and hugged the sweaty little priest between his legs, as if hugging a delicate doll for a play house.

He was so small, but his slender frame was full of skin and flesh. His palms perfectly supported his round buttocks, and his fingers were slightly sunken in the peach-pink soft flesh.

The back is covered with forced steaming of fine sweat, dripping wet, mixed with the bright flesh from the bones, reflecting the glistening water under the pale sun, it feels like the top-grade silk and satin in a high-end handicraft workshop .

Ruan Yao was forced to sit frontally on the man's lap, her back was empty and she could only stretch out her hand to hold the man's shoulder in embarrassment.Norton's gaze behind him made him feel as if he had been pricked by a needle, and there was a bit of kitten-like anger in his foggy eyes.

The man's lips curled into a smile, and he lowered his head to smell the sticky traces between his fingers.

There is a strange cold fragrance mixed in the wet and cool liquid, which obviously lacks warmth, but when mixed into the nasal cavity, it can ignite the blood flowing in the limbs and bones.

"I thought that people who dedicated themselves to God since childhood would no longer have worldly desires." He deliberately whispered into Ruan Yao's ear, "Which man are you thinking about?"

"God will not forgive a man who has committed a grave sin."

Ruan Yao's voice was inexplicably hoarse, and she could only speak angrily, and insisted on arguing with him indignantly: "Being a priest doesn't mean eunuching yourself."

He spoke English not very fluently, and repeatedly scolded men to go to hell sooner or later.

Because he was still stuck in the refractory period that had just finished venting, the priest's legs were still shaking, and his snow-white leg flesh was rubbed over and over with miserable marks by his fingers used to holding the gun handle.

Adhering to the principle that losing is not losing, Ruan Yao leaned on the man staggeringly, while scolding him: "You obviously have someone you like, but you still come to bully me, shameless! Bastard! FXXKYOU!"

Is this kind of person really the protagonist Gong?Shouldn't the guy who can't control his lower body should be expelled from the offense and severely whipped!

It's a pity that the little priest's cursing looks very fierce, his tone is soft, and the ending sound is a tilde, which has no effect except to make the man endure harder.

The man who was unpacking a bag of marshmallows paused, and pinched the little priest's chin thoughtfully: "Who told you that I have someone I like?"

"And..." the man's tone was dangerous, "Who do I like?"

Ruan Yao was taken aback for a moment, and almost broke out in a cold sweat.

He almost sold himself out.

He turned his face away unnaturally, his eyelashes trembling: "You know it yourself!"

The man obviously misunderstood something, raised his eyebrows, and became happy without warning.Ruan Yao knew what he wanted, which meant that Ruan Yao also liked him.

What an unreasonable equation.

"The scolding just now was really nice, let me say another word." It's quite new to make a priest swear. Although he has done all kinds of stupid things to him, the man still held a piece of cotton candy and pressed it against the priest's face in a good mood. With soft lips, he coaxed him like a child, and if he cursed again, he would get candy.

The eyes of the poor red-haired bastard in the corner almost burst into flames.He struggled hard a few times, his wrists rubbed blood on the rough knot, and his breathing became heavy with anger.

For the first time, he realized that he was so weak, and he could only watch the man touch the pure priest.

This... bastard, dare to covet his own cousin, the devil who should go to hell!

The noise he made was so annoying, Ruan Yao was busy looking at the situation of the "adulter", and the marshmallow rolled down her body along the curves of her body.

The veins on Ryan's forehead were throbbing. If it wasn't for the fear that the little priest would not be able to accept that he had sex with a man for a while, and chose to hit the wall to commit suicide in order to maintain his virginity, Ryan would definitely make Ruan Yao cry in front of this obstructive kid.

Let this mentally handicapped kid see what it means to be an adult.

Ruan Yao swears tearfully that whoever can take this pervert away will call him father.

The author has something to say:

Ryan: Afraid of his wife, he would rather die than surrender, dare not move

Yao: It’s not that principled.