Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Yao was tightly bound by thorns from which the soft thorns had been pulled out, and fell on a cold marble table.

Smooth black hair meanders from fat white flesh.Spread out on the body, the slightly curved hair ends hooked on the edge of the stone platform carved with complicated patterns.The roses spread on the bare belly rolled with the cool wind on the sensitive and delicate skin, leaving a bright crimson color.

"Actually, I was going to make Ryan lose his memory after he cured him." Ruan Yao was forced to lie on the stone platform in a smooth manner, while getting goose bumps all over his body from the cold, while still trying to explain to the system.

It's just that Edward discovered it before it had time.

Then he was caught by the enraged Godfather and taken into the studio that he hadn't entered for a long time, and stripped off his skirt inhumanely.

"He's hurt like that, if I don't save him, he might not be able to last to fall in love with the protagonist." Ruan Yao also said that she was wronged, and said in a small voice, "I framed him like that, He still doesn't want to kill me, no matter how you think about it, it's the protagonist's fault for defeating the character."

After all, according to the original character design, the protagonist Gong is a man who will double-standard the one he loves to the extreme. A cannon fodder like Ruan Yao who dares to pluck the hair on the tiger's head to openly frame him should be killed with a single shot.

Now not only has the overtime time been extended infinitely, but the difficulty of the ending has also been raised from nightmare to hell.

Ruan Yao originally wanted to comfort the system, but in the end he wanted to get angry. He is not good at hiding emotions, and when he gets angry, he tends to show his face easily. His eyes can't help being dizzy with a layer of watery light, which hangs in the dark On long eyelashes.

System: "..." Facing the vexatious and crying host is sometimes very helpless.

Mr. System sighed, and touched Ruan Yao's round head: "It doesn't matter, anyway, just finish the task early."

"Why are you crying?" Edward thought Ruan Yao was afraid, so he leaned over and lowered his head to kiss away the teardrops on Ruan Yao's eyelashes.In addition to the smell of cologne, his body also smelled of paint, and the fingers that wiped his cheeks also had a little sticky white paint, and when he wiped away his tears, he left the paint on Ruan Yao face.

Ruan Yao looked at him blankly, with tears in her eyelashes pitifully, only subconsciously flinched when Edward approached.

Edward would have relented if he had seen him like this before.

But not now.

Edward looked down at the shivering little Asian. His body and bones were so small that he couldn't even curl himself up under the influence of drugs. His round shoulders could be easily caught by others. An innocent kitten in the hands of a cruel predator.

Even talking to him aloud seemed abusive.

Light blue veins can be seen on the porcelain-white limbs that are so thin that they feel like they are about to break if you hold them in your hands.

There was even a small snoring sound coming from his throat.

Ruan Yao was begging for mercy, but he couldn't speak a single word now, his tongue was lying in his mouth like a piece of scarlet waste, and the beige teeth and the numb tip of his tongue could be seen from the slightly parted lips.

However, Edward has clearly realized that the pitiful appearance of this beautiful and cunning cat in front of the man is completely pretending to be seen by others. If he is really soft-hearted, he will fall into his way.

He made people feel sorry for him, liked him, and finally when he was willing to give him his heart, he patted his sleeves to find the next target.

Relying on a pretty face to do whatever he wants, an unscrupulous little liar.

He deserved to be caught and punished for Tianxingdao.

Edward's fingers caressed Ruan Yao's pale cheeks, Ruan Yao blinked, and the shiny teardrops immediately rolled down the eyelashes to the cheeks.

Edward didn't care at all whether the liquid squeezed out of his body would stain his expensive suit. The Asian liar who had been injected with muscle relaxants fell limply on the high platform, and even every strand of hair was decorated as a dream in his dream. Looks like a god.

Soft but tough thorns wrapped around the mournful pale body, and the tiny spikes that the careless servant forgot to cut off pierced into the overly tender skin, oozing scarlet blood.

He is the god himself, and the poor lamb pushed on the altar.

Believers worship him and are ready to share his flesh and blood with a knife and fork in hand.

"Don't look at me like that." Edward bent down, his slender fingers gliding over the satin-like skin.He lowered his eyes, his blond hair hung softly on his forehead, he still looked like the weak young master, but the movements in his hands formed two extremes with that innocent appearance.

Ruan Yao's eyes widened, and her eyelashes fluttered up and down in panic.

Like a deer caught by the scruff of the neck by a hunter.

The delicate flesh turned red within a few strokes of being rubbed by rough fingers, and a bright crimson color burned under the snow-white background, spreading to the whole body in an instant.

The rosebone rolled from the shrunken belly to the bottom of the high platform, and the squeezed flower juice stained the pale flesh red, like a handful of cruel blood spilled on the snow.

"If you do something wrong, you will be punished." Edward changed from a childish boy who would cry at a funeral to a qualified and feared godfather in lightning speed.

The speed of taking off the sheepskin was so fast that Ruan Yao didn't even have time to react.

Ruan Yao endured the emotional tide that was about to engulf her mind, and at the same time thought happily that if Edward quit the mafia in the future, he could go to Sichuan Province to find a face-changing job.

It's sure to be a hit.

The cold fragrance of dead flowers and the pungent smell of volatilized oil paints float in the air, and there is also a faint smell of wet, sticky fragrance that does not belong to any dead things, lingering ambiguously like a ghost Edward's fingers, and the corpse-like body lying on the stone platform.

"Ruan, you are so beautiful."

Ruan Yao couldn't stand someone touching his sensitive parts, but she could hear the uncontrollable crying in her throat when her callused fingertips gently brushed the top.

"It smells good."

Edward handed his wet hands to Ruan Yao's eyes, and carefully stroked the sticky liquid from his fingertips to Ruan Yao's eyebrows and eyes.Ruan Yao frowned in distress, her nose was filled with her own scent.

He himself didn't think it smelled good, he just felt nauseous.

Rather than being bullied like this, Edward might as well beat him up and drive him out.

Ruan Yao worked hard to mobilize all the muscles in her body, but in the end she could only flick her fingers embarrassingly.

The little liar's whole body was drenched by Edward's play, his soft white flesh was like a ball of suet melted in high temperature, and when bitten into his lips and teeth, there was a sweet and greasy fragrance of milk.

Ruan Yao thought, it would be better if Edward just poured him into the concrete pillar and let him sink into the sea regardless of who died.

Even if the wages were deducted, I would admit it. I couldn't do this crappy job for a day.

While he was grieving and indignant, he still had time to secretly sigh in his heart. He could even endure his "fiancée" cuckolding him openly, and caught him once or twice. It seems that Edward's blackening is not very thorough.

"I've prepared a gift for you." The man turned around and wanted to turn the painting on the easel around. When his fingers were on the easel, he paused, his golden forehead was hanging limply in front of his forehead, so he couldn't see clearly. look.

"Forget it, I'll show you on the day of the wedding." He kissed the tip of Ruan Yao's nose. Condemn the perverted behavior of the man with angry eyes.

What kind of punishment is this.

Tied him up as a model for a day, and then used some unscrupulous means to force Ruan Yao into flesh.Physically and mentally broken.

Ruan Yao is a monster, and in some respects, the shame threshold of a normal human is different, and she doesn't have the urge to die or live. She just feels that Edward makes him uncomfortable and a little painful.

Edward's hands were not light or heavy, as if he wanted to rub all the wet and fleshy flesh into his own hands.

Edward and him looked at each other for a while, then said calmly, "Don't look at me like that, who told you to sneak away to find that mad dog."

"It's no use crying, I won't soften my heart."

Ruan Yao blinked, and the tears fell even more fiercely.

"Don't think I'll still take your tricks, I've seen through all your little tricks."

Ruan Yao whimpered like a kitten.

Edward's jawline tightened even more, as sharp as a bowstring: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. We will see if you dare to find another wild man in the future."

"Can't I satisfy you?"

Ruan Yao wrinkled her nose and let out a "Ha Qiu".

He seems to have a cold.

That's right, lying naked on the cold stone platform for a long time, and being forced to inject muscle relaxants, even if the room is made as warm as spring, someone whose natural structure is as fragile as a porcelain doll is still frostbitten.

Edward's face froze.

Ruan Yao continued to whimper and look up at the man's emerald eyes, one hand was still covering the red lips of the man below him, and the restless kitten stretched out its soft tongue and licked it delicately. The sensitive palm of a man.

Light amber round eyes stared innocently at the man in suit and leather shoes.

……

"That's why I say the protagonist Shou is a good person."

Ruan Yao was covered in a coral fleece blanket, lazily curled up in the arms of the godfather, opened her mouth to drink the cold medicine that the godfather carefully blew, and was so lazy that she didn't even want to move a finger.

In any case, the background color of the protagonist is still gentle and kind white lotus.Ruan Yao narrowed her eyes and sighed.

system:"……"

The mastermind of the system is out of order.

Ruan Yao curled up on the man's broad chest, humming and chirping, "I'm dizzy, my eyes are blurred, I can't see anything."

Edward immediately apologized to him: "It was my fault, and I will never force you again."

Compared to trivial things like being cuckolded, the kitten's body is more important.

Edward's bottom line seemed to be almost wiped out by a certain cat, but he didn't feel it himself, and he felt complacently that Ruan Yao was willing to get close to him again, which was really a good thing.

Ruan Yao pushed her nose up and said, "I can't even lift my hands, I don't have the strength in my legs and feet, and I can't even stand up."

Edward immediately understood the meaning of his words, and his face was still smiling: "I'm looking forward to seeing Ruan in a wedding dress tomorrow, it will definitely be beautiful."

Edward was obviously laughing, but someone who was surrounded in a ball still felt the threat from the unfinished words, and subconsciously trembled.

"Remind the host, Ryan has escaped." The system finally found a chance to intervene between the dog and man, and suddenly threw a bomb message.

"And according to the sentiment monitoring report, the person with the highest hatred index in Ryan is Edward."

I don’t know where the system updated the voice package. The ending sound is always cheap. The situation is obviously critical, and it seems very strange for no reason. I am afraid that the host may not understand. The system also thoughtfully explained: "It means that Ryan came out the first One thing is to kill Edward."

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