Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

As soon as the cold wind blows, the feeling of drinking from just now has a tendency to make a comeback.

Ruan Yao's cheeks were hot, and she accidentally leaned against the man while walking.

He raised his foggy eyes, wrinkled his nose and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry."

The man stretched out his hand to support him silently, but did not take advantage of the danger to do anything further.He resisted the urge to imprison him in his arms, and took a deep breath to warn himself not to be too impulsive.

When Ruan Yao returned home, she found that Shen Zhu was following him.

He tilted his head in confusion: "Aren't you going home?"

Shen Zhu paused, and reluctantly let go of Ruan Yao's hand: "My house is just across the street."

He pointed to the door opposite Ruan Yao.

Ruan Yao suddenly realized, no wonder it had been a long time since the sound of a violin sawing wood came from the door opposite him in the middle of the night. It turned out that he had moved away long ago, and a person who was very silent no matter what he did came here.

Ruan Yao smiled foolishly: "That's great, then you can come to my house to play in the future."

He didn't know why, but he had a particularly reassuring feeling towards Shen Zhu, as if the two had known each other for a long time.

He was drunk, his cheeks were as bright as cinnabar, and even his lips were as red as roses ready to bloom, with a little crystal and seductive water shining in the center of his lips.

Shen Zhu's thin palm rested on Ruan Yao's shoulder, and blue veins burst out on the back of his pale hand.

The boy was on the verge of falling, ready to throw himself into the man's arms without restraint at any time. The man tried to make him stand still: "You are drunk."

Ruan Yao looked at him with eyes covered with mist, and dimples like sweet wine overflowed from her cheeks: "It's so strange, have we met somewhere?"

He turned around and opened the door on his own, and Shen Zhu stood at the door watching him stumble towards the depths of the room, only to stumble over his left foot and fall to the ground with a "slap" on his right foot.

Ruan Yao subconsciously closed her eyes, but someone picked her up on the back of her neck. He turned around in mid-air and rubbed the tip of his nose against the man's skirt that smelled of peach leaves.

He let out a muffled snort, and a clear drop of water fell from his overly thick long black eyelashes due to the unbearable moisture, and quickly sank into the wool coat.

Ruan Yao is so small, it hangs on the body of a tall and tall man, like a large comfort doll.He only cared about disliking Lu Fei's poor drinking capacity, but never thought that he was actually worse than her.

He rested his chin on Shen Zhu's chest, looked at the man with his watery eyes, and giggled, this time with a very firm tone: "I must have seen you."

The drunken little beauty leaned softly on the man's chest, her fingers were wrinkling the man's coat.

Shen Zhu let him grab his clothes, thought for a second and decided to take off his shoes and come in.

Otherwise, with Ruan Yao's wine quality, she might really have to sleep in her porch all night.

The man is holding a little beauty who twists and turns and murmurs in his ear from time to time. He can still turn on the lights, wash his face, and change his pajamas without disturbing himself.

Ruan Yao is so good, even if the man washes his face unskillfully, if the water gets into his eyes, he will wrinkle his nose as a signal.

Ruan Yao's home is not very big, but the decoration is very warm. The sofa and bed are full of all kinds of plush toys, and the ground is unsafely scattered with twisted data cables, as well as game controllers and a wide variety of games. CD.

Shen Zhu safely escorted him to the bed surrounded by fluff, and sat on the edge of the bed but did not leave in a hurry.

Ruan Yao casually fished out the biggest teddy bear from among the piles of toys beside her, wrapped her legs around it, and immediately wanted to close her eyes sleepily.

There was a kind of nostalgia in the man's eyes, as if looking at his long-lost lover.

He stretched out his hand to touch Ruan Yao's eyelashes that kept trembling with his breathing, but there was a hint of hesitation when his fingers hung in the air.He didn't want Ruan Yao to think that he was a rude hooligan.

Shen Zhu didn't know what was going on with him.

He is the supreme existence in this world, countless people believe in him, fear him, and are willing to sacrifice everything for him.

But he was still afraid.

Fearing that this one can be knocked down with one finger, the little Peach Blossom Demon will hate him and hate him.

Just thinking about it makes my heart ache like it's about to burst.

Shen Zhu never thought that she would be so hesitant in love, she looked so weak.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but was unexpectedly grabbed by someone.

Ruan Yao didn't know when she opened her eyes again.

The moonlight shone coldly and brightly on that delicate and beautiful face through the gauze curtain, and the tears in the clear pupils seemed to drop pearls at any time.

"Don't go." When he was drunk, his words became sticky, and he said each word very slowly, as if soaked in golden-brown syrup and slowly rolled around before falling from between his lips and teeth.

Shen Zhu remained motionless, waiting for Ruan Yao to let go when she got tired of holding her hand.

Ruan Yao was dressed in loose-fitting pajamas, with a thin porcelain-white neck and sunken collarbone exposed at the neckline, like a small animal curled up in a den to keep warm.

But he clenched his fingers so tightly, and his tone sounded like a little bandit: "You have to stay with me."

His brows were obviously sleepy, but he still insisted on supporting himself not to fall asleep, and stretched out his other hand to grab the man's collar.

So Shen Zhu had no choice but to face him face to face, even the tips of their noses were almost touching.

"I must know you." Ruan Yao, who was drunk, said firmly.

He was a little aggrieved and about to cry: "But why can't I remember?"

A strange feeling of sourness mixed with sweetness densely filled the man's heart, and he stroked Ruan Yao's hair with his free hand: "If you can't remember it, don't think about it."

"No!" Ruan Yao's tone was domineering. When he raised his brows, he didn't look fierce at all, but like a kitten trying to frighten humans with its teeth and claws.

He always felt that Shen Zhu was very familiar, but he was not like anyone he had ever known, even in the mission world, he had never seen anyone with a similar face.

But several times he felt that Shen Zhu looked at him so familiarly that the corners of his eyes were sore.

When Ruan Yao was drunk, she didn't care much about what was there and what was not, and expressed her needs very straightforwardly: "Kiss me."

He felt a momentary stiffness in the limbs he held in his hands.

What, dare to despise him.

Ruan Yao was angry for no reason, he stared at Shen Zhu's face, but unfortunately his eyes were all in a daze, and he could only see the blurred outline.

It can be seen that he is a big handsome guy.

Ruan Yao was actually able to think about this for a while, she didn't know why she was a little happy.

He decided that since the enemy was not moving, he would take the initiative to attack.

So the little beauty, who was thinking about it day and night, showed an innocent and beautiful smile like this, the end of her eyes were lifted up triumphantly, and a light rose color flew across the corners of her eyes and brows slantingly.

He let go of the clenched hand, pulled the man's skirt with the other hand, raised his face and quickly and precisely "tweeted" on the somewhat thin lips.

"If you have marked it, you are mine." Ruan Yao smiled like a villain, patted the face of a good woman and man in a very old way, and then, as if she had finally accomplished something important, she collapsed on the bed and fell asleep instantly up.

Shen Zhu has nothing to do with this kind of guy who flirts and runs away, so he decided to record his vengeance in the account book first, and he must ruthlessly ask for it back in the future.

The books in his mind are piled up like a mountain, full of bad records left by someone who flirted in various worlds, anyway, the unlucky guy must have the opportunity to try it bit by bit.

Ruan Yao inexplicably dreamed again this time when she was still under the old banyan tree.

The bloody man's face became clearer this time.

He was startled.

That was Shen Zhu's face.

Still a completely silly and sweet little peach blossom demon squatting beside the injured man with her face held innocently and asked him: "Why did you come here? Are you running for your life?"

The man coughed up a mouthful of blood intermittently, but it was not as scary as when he first met.

He showed a mocking smile: "No, I want to die."

It is better to die now than to bear such a high status and be exploited by everyone until the last bit of flesh and blood is squeezed dry.

Anyway, everyone pretended to be him for the sake of the so-called "God". Once he lost his power, those people would just treat him as a waste and discard him in disgust.

The little peach blossom demon jumped up: "No!"

The pretty little idiot was furious: "It took me a lot of spiritual power to save you, your life is mine now!"

He held Shen Zhu's face with a serious face: "You must not die."

Shen Zhu felt that this little peach blossom demon was so stupid, why didn't she understand anything, she didn't know anything.

But in front of such a stupid guy, Shen Zhu could inexplicably say those sour words that would never be said in front of others: "Anyway, no one loves me."

Ruan Yao didn't even know what love was at that time, he blinked in confusion, then tapped his palm: "It's okay, I will love you."

He held the man's face in his hands, his light amber eyes were illuminated by the sunlight leaking between the leaves like precious gems, the man dared not look directly into his eyes for a moment.

"I will give you a lot of love, you are not allowed to die."

……

Ruan Yao suddenly opened his eyes from sleep, the sun shone on his eyelids, forcing a tear.

He sat up and touched himself in a panic, and found that he was wearing pajamas, and there was no particularly uncomfortable mark on his body.

He ran to the living room with his bare feet on the ground, and found a faint scent of warm rice wafting from the deserted living room.

He sniffed and searched for the smell and went to the kitchen, he was shocked severely.

The man was dressed in an elite suit, and he was cooking porridge in Ruan Yao's yellow plaid apron in an unfriendly way.

Hearing the sound of Ruan Yao running, he put down the spoon calmly, pretending that he handled everything calmly, and then turned around.On the front of the yellow plaid apron is a cartoon duck with a straw hat.

Shen Zhu's piercing eyes swept up and down like a searchlight, and said two words coldly: "Slippers."

Ruan Yao subconsciously throws out the slippers and puts them on. After a while, he realizes that something is wrong. This is obviously his own home.

"Well, this is my home, right?" Ruan Yao asked him eagerly, pawing at the kitchen door.

Shen Zhu calmly turned his gaze to confirm that someone had put on his slippers, then he showed a haughty smile and avoided Ruan Yao's question: "You were drunk yesterday."

Ruan Yao knew that his wine quality was not good, and he already regretted it when he woke up. He couldn't remember what hooligan thing he did yesterday, so he immediately stood up straight and tremblingly asked, "I, I didn't do anything, did I?"

Shen Zhu coldly pronounced the sentence: "You did it."

Ruan Yao gradually petrified.

"You kiss me forcefully and let me be your object."

"Also said that if I don't agree, you will jump from here with no clothes on."

Every time he said a word, Ruan Yao shattered into pieces, and when he finished describing what Ruan Yao did last night, Ruan Yao had turned into a pile of fine ash and floated away.

"That me, I'm sorry, but I just drove..."

"It's okay, I'm a very serious person." Shen Zhu glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist, raised his chin, "I promise you."

Ruan Yao was trembling, unable to speak a word.

She could only watch Shen Zhu calmly announce word by word: "So, now we are a couple."

The author has something to say:

Damn it, why the more the main line is written, the purer the love!Am I actually a pure love warrior?