Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

The moment he met the woman's eyes, Edward's heart immediately set off a bad alarm.

Connie is a very smart woman, at least much smarter than her flamboyant and useless husband.

Edward had to spend more time dealing with this thoughtful woman.

"Ruan, why are you with her?" He naturally went to pull Ruan Yao, the little priest lowered his head and his fingers trembled, avoiding Edward's hand without a trace.

A beautiful and thin Asian young man stood on the edge of the balcony, his soft hair brushed away from his ears, and even his large black robe fluttered in the wind.

He seemed to be drifting away at any moment.

The fluttering fingers froze for a moment in mid-air, and then the delicate and lovely boy restrained the shadow that flashed in his eyes, raised his head and lowered his eyes in confusion: "ruan?"

He tilted his head, his voice could easily be tinged with tears, but he still had to pretend to be okay, his tear-filled eyes made people feel soft at first glance: "Did Connie tell you something?"

Ruan Yao almost bit her tongue: "No, no, how is it possible."

Edward is wearing a black formal suit today, with an exquisite emerald pin pin pinned to his neckline. He looks like an aristocratic boy who has stepped out of a medieval oil painting, but with long golden eyelashes hanging down, he looks so pitiful .The emerald eyes stared at the owner eagerly like a puppy, wishing that a tail would really grow and wrap around the waist of the owner.

Ruan Yao couldn't help but frowned and wondered if it was her villainous heart.

According to the character design given to him by the system, Edward Duval was a naive and cowardly young master who was raised in the hands of his father, who was the godfather of the mafia, in the early stage. How could he become black for no reason.

This is very unreasonable!

What's more, Edward is so dependent and trusting in him, it doesn't look like the monster in Connie's mouth.

Maybe there was some misunderstanding between Connie and Edward?

While comforting herself, Ruan Yao involuntarily held the light blue potion that the woman gave him tighter.

Edward lowered his head aggrievedly, a strand of blond hair that had been carefully brushed with mousse spread out from his forehead, and dangled down to the young man's eyes: "Ruan, she has never liked me."

Ruan Yao said dryly when she heard her own voice: "How come, you are... are you..."

Ruan Yao frowned in confusion, he wondered why he couldn't think of any words to describe him because he was dizzy from such a bitter cold wind.

"You are such a kind person." In the end, he could only spit out two words without nutrition.

His face flushed with embarrassment.

Edward didn't seem to care about these details, he was like a big abandoned dog, standing pitifully one meter away from Ruan Yao, his voice was broken by the wind: "No one likes me, I know it. "

He ignored Ruan Yao's explanation, and continued on in a low voice: "They think I'm a disaster since they were young, and sooner or later they will harm the whole family."

"Dad is gone, and now my brothers are gone too. I really killed them."

When he spoke, his body was still shaking slightly, as if he couldn't bear the blows of the passing away of his relatives one after another, panicking and helplessly took all the faults on himself.

Anyone can see what a contrived and shoddy show this is.

But Ruan Yao is a plant, no matter how hard she tries to learn human behavior, she will be easily deceived by cunning humans.

It's all human's fault no matter what.

Because she has no doubts about the character set given by the system, Ruan Yao likes him very much. She really thinks that Connie misunderstood this gentle and elegant young master.

I just said how could the little white rabbit do such a terrible thing.

"Hey Edward, take it easy, it's not your fault."

Ruan Yao hid the hand holding the potion in her sleeve, and took the initiative to hold the boy's palm with her free hand. The palm that always held the Bible and the cross was as soft as soft mousse, rubbing against the rough fingertips of the boy. There was a burst of electric stimulation at the time.

"It was... an accident."

Edward grabbed the little priest tightly with his backhand, his nails were almost pinching marks on Ruan Yao's palm, after feeling Ruan Yao's shivering, he tried his best to restrain the beating tyrannical nerves on his face, and licked slowly with the tip of his tongue Back molars: "Ruan, it's very windy here, shall we go in?"

Ruan Yao was slightly stunned for a moment, and could only nod blankly following his meaning.

He remembered that the cocoon in that place can only be practiced by people who hold guns for a long time, right?

His sixth sense told him something was changing.

But Ruan Yao was subconsciously unwilling to believe it.

After all, after all, Edward was so kind to him.

Ruan Yao seemed to have completely forgotten that he was the one who came to cheat money and sex, and instead developed subtle sympathy and intolerance for the young master.

The little priest staggered and followed Edward. He raised his face slightly to look at the sharp and clear lines of the boy's side face under the bright light. Only at this time did he realize that the boy's aura seemed to have become a little stronger unconsciously. .

He thought for no reason of the oxidized blood spot on Ryan's collar.

He remembered that those men gathered together just now to talk about the Duval family's arrest warrant for Ryan. Was it true that Ryan killed Edward's brother?

This question troubled the priest's little head. He was not suitable to be entangled in such a complicated and tortuous case. He felt that he was going to be driven crazy by all kinds of faint and elusive clues.

Ruan Yao simply asked directly: "Edward, I heard that the person who killed your brother was Ryan?"

As soon as the words came out, Edward's face changed.

He slowly shifted his pale cheeks, and his dark green icy eyes fixed on Ruan Yao's swaying eyes: "Lyan? You seem to be familiar with mad dogs?"

Is this the point?

Ruan Yao was about to vomit blood. He felt that Edward's eyes were a little scary, and he comforted himself pitifully. After all, this is the future mafia godfather: "No, no, I just heard what those people said just now."

He swallowed subconsciously, the glass bottle in his hand was going to be warmed by his palm.

"It's just a dog. If I catch him, I'll know the owner behind him." Of course, if he died during the interrogation, it's not his fault.

Edward's eyes softened a little now, and Ruan Yao was completely embraced by him at some point.He himself was used to the cuddling and hugging action of this young master who was completely bigger than him, but the others in the banquet hall were not used to it yet.

Everyone's eyes were dark and obscene, linking between the thin priest and the tall Duval family head. Some people couldn't hold back a contemptuous sneer from their noses.

What's more, is the jealousy towards the new Patriarch.

"It's good to be the head of the family. The future godfather, even the priest is willing to spread his legs for him as a watch!"

"Would it be more fun to play with a chaste and strong woman who believes in God?"

"Chastity? With his appearance, he has long been tired of being played by the Pope in the Vatican, right?"

More and more rustling voices came from the mouths of these "gentlemen" who could only watch the priest being possessed by Edward. The splendid and elegant hall was filled with malice that was more obscene than a brothel.

Bright clothing doesn't seem to be able to hide the crude nature of the beast.

Edward glanced coldly at those despicable men, and decided in his heart to kill all these obtrusive people, but inadvertently covered Ruan Yao's ears with his hands: "Shall we go to the lounge? stay with me."

Ruan Yao would not refuse his request.

By the way, he took a deep breath and made up his mind to use the potion Connie gave him.

The woman's words mixed with mint smoke have been lingering in Ruan Yao's mind like a magic voice, making him uneasy. Ruan Yao tried hard to persuade himself that he should trust Edward, but he couldn't hold back the system and Connie to brainwash him.

The system guy has always been afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Its reason is "When the young master wakes up and finds out that you, a vicious man, actually drugged him, his favorability value will drop to a negative number in an instant. If you recognize the true face of you, a scum, you may think that you have lost it and leave it to the protagonist. Gong's chastity, a series of bloody sadistic love that you listen to my explanation and I don't listen, maybe the protagonist will be depressed and self-mutilated, and then the protagonist Gong who is crazy about love will definitely avenge his wife and beat you into a sieve .”

How logical everything is.

It seemed that Ruan Yao's nasty act of prescribing medicines became aboveboard.

The system knew what he was worried about, and explained kindly: "Master host, you can rest assured. After my component testing, this is the most effective veritaserum in the world. In addition to causing the protagonist to fall asleep for a while, and produce a little hallucination during the process, it will There are no other side effects!"

Trembling, Ruan Yao knocked open the glass bottle with her back to Edward, and carefully poured the liquid medicine into a champagne glass filled with red wine.

Because of the tragic lesson brought about by a long-term drug-taking accident, and to avoid confusing the drinks of the two, Ruan Yao learned the wisdom this time and decided that she would not take a sip of the drink in the glass!

"You look very tired." The little priest turned around and held two swaying glasses of red wine in his hands. The warm lighting reflected a magnificent and unpredictable crimson on the swaying wine.

The young man half lying on the big bed in the lounge watched the little priest tremblingly walking towards him with dark eyes.

A helpless smile appeared on that delicate doll face: "Ruan, you seem to be very afraid of me."

The priest, who was sweating wildly on his forehead, froze: "No, why should I be afraid of you?"

He hurriedly handed the wine glass containing the liquid medicine into Edward's hand, and he clutched the glass so tightly that his eyelashes trembled in panic: "Why don't you drink some wine to help you sleep."

Edward laughed out loud, the priest really can't lie, the look on his face is enough to reveal everything.

"But, I still have to go out to deal with those annoying uncles, I can't drink any more." The blond boy innocently looked at the little priest's gradually dull face.

"Why don't Ruan drink it for me?" The smile on his face gradually turned sour.

"No, I can't." Ruan Yao held her wine glass, a few drops of ruby-colored wine swirled out and splashed on the neckline of the priest's snow-white shirt.

Like fermented mellow blood.

It takes a vampire to carefully lick it clean.

He was actually very thirsty. He ate so much dessert just now, and was called away by Connie before he had time to drink anything. Up to now, no other liquid has soaked in his throat.

Edward stared at Ruan Yao's round Adam's apple that kept swallowing saliva because of thirst.

"I can't drink too much, my wine taste is very bad." This is the truth, Ruan Yao frowned, trying to avoid the red wine that was about to be handed to him.

However, it is not known whether it was because Ruan Yao's evasive action was too rough or Edward's upper body suddenly leaned forward too much, the fragile wine glass in the priest's hand slipped out of his palm and fell to pieces on the ground.

The dark red wine wetted the sleeves of the priest's robe, and the cuffs were even dripping with wine.

Then there was a burst of chaos.

The panic of having done something bad immediately appeared on Edward's face, and he hurriedly apologized: "Ruan, I'm sorry."

Ruan Yao didn't even react, she just said "it's all right", and she took off her robe under Edward's coaxing in a daze.The little priest, who only had a white shirt left on his body, stared blankly at the figure of Edward running to find the maid with his robe in his arms, and Edward's wine glass was stuffed in his hand inexplicably.

"If you're thirsty, you can drink mine." Edward was really thoughtful.

"What a warm young master." Mingming only needs to press the bell on the wall.Ruan Yao sighed, and then drank the red wine in her hand.

He was just too thirsty.

"Wait! Master Host, don't you think the taste of the wine is a bit strange?"

When the last sip of the wine diffused the aroma in the mouth, the sound of the system breaking down was so sharp that it almost pierced Ruan Yao's eardrums.

The author has something to say:

Simi Marseille, I didn't expect to write too slowly tomorrow, tomorrow will be sure, huh