Zerg's favorite protagonist

Song Bai was sitting on the bed, his soft home clothes couldn't cover his smooth muscle lines, he was smoking a cigarette, flipping through the books.

Satin knelt at his feet, back tensed, nodding slightly, like a marble statue.

"This book, is it a good read?" Song Bai closed the book and rubbed his temples with his wrist bones with a headache.

The room was quiet, and Satin stared straight at the side of the bed, not daring to vent his breath.

Song Bai spread out a page and placed it under Satin's eyes, "Like this?"

He turned and asked, "Or this? This? Or this?"

The voice was loose and loose, like beaten egg whites, not aggressive.

Satin said nothing, but lowered his head lower and lower.

Song Bai raised his head, and said from his nasal cavity, "Huh? Why don't you speak?"

The sound of um came into the ears, and the numbness spread from the soles of the feet to the skull almost instantly, and everything exploded with a bang.

Satin's body couldn't help trembling for a moment, he collected himself, and said, "No, no."

Song Bai dusted off the cigarette ash, "Do you know why your terminal was taken away?"

Gray ashes rolled into the crystal vat, and most of the remaining smoke knocked at the bottom of the vat, and the red fire died out.

"The hero doesn't want me to be influenced by outside public opinion."

"Well, then why did I give it back to you?"

"This..." There was a hint of doubt in his coldness.

Song Bai stood up, and the soft cloth shook off with his movements, so smooth that there was no trace of wrinkle.

"Because Kyoto is your territory, where you socialize, I will never be able to stop you from contacting friends. But this does not include what you are looking at."

Sardin seemed to understand but half understood.

Song Bai walked out of the carpet with bare feet, and came to the floor-to-ceiling windows. Through the glass, the noon sunlight of Kyoto was shining brightly into the room.

"You are not yet born, and your body is weak. At this time, you want to serve the bed." He paused unnaturally, "You are too irresponsible for your body about the matter of serving the bed."

"...Yes, I know I'm wrong." Sadin had a hard time saying it. The reason the male lord believed could not be wrong. Any explanation from the female would only be regarded as an excuse, so he had to smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

A snort came from above his head, Song Bai squatted down halfway, and a familiar force came from above his head.

"Don't call me a slave, didn't I tell you?" Song Bai rubbed Satin's hair.

"Satin knows his mistake." He changed his words quickly.

Seemingly tired of squatting, Song Bai simply sat down on the ground.

"How long are you going to kneel?" The tone was gentle.

"Ah?" Satin looked up in surprise, puzzled.

"As soon as I sit, you kneel on the ground. Isn't it something that is stipulated in the rules of your females?"

"...Yes," Satin was ashamed. The male master not only missed his body, but even browsed the rules of the female monarch. His female monarch is too unqualified. "Depending on the size of the mistake, it varies from one hour to a few days." Wait until the error is deeply recognized."

"Did you realize your mistake?" Song Bai didn't know if it was an illusion, but there was a smile in Song Bai's eyes.

"..." Sadin hesitated. If the answer is yes, the hero didn't realize it so quickly, right?If the answer is no, then does it mean that you do not know how to repent?

This question can be said to be the top ten most difficult question in the female insect section.

"Okay, get up." Song Bai tacitly said yes, stood up, went to the bed and sat down.

"?!"

Satin raised his head suddenly, his eyes shocked.

The hardest part is just over the past?

"Why, do you want me to help you?" Song Bai stretched out his hand in front of Satin.

Satin closed his eyes deeply, decided not to abide by the rules, and put his hand in the palm of the hero.

A warm and powerful big hand grasped it and pulled Satin up.

It was dark before his eyes, and his legs went limp the next moment.

He only heard the hero above hey, opened his eyes the next moment, and was already sitting firmly on the bed.

"I'm sorry, Lord," Satin said guiltily. After half a month of neglect, his health was so poor that he couldn't bear even a little punishment.

He wanted to say something, but was stopped by the cup that Song Bai stuffed into his hand.

The crimson cross-section is still whirling, and the white steam is floating upwards.

"Looks like there is a rug that won't make you kneel." Song Bai threw the book into the corner of the cabinet, "I added brown sugar, so it will be more comfortable to drink."

Gratitude is on the lips, but I can't spit it out.

After drinking it all in one gulp, the warm sugar water no longer feels repulsive as before, and the melting warmth slipped down into the stomach.

I feel warm all over.

Shame, guilt, emotion, everything went away.

Only the peace of mind of being supported by something dense.

As the evening approached, the residual heat in the air was still there, but it was much better than the heat wave that made people unable to walk at noon.

Song Bai took out a wicker chair and lay down under the parasol, watching Sadin busy in the garden from a distance.

Sardin was born in winter, he likes cold food and hates hot summer.

But only one thing makes him not hate Xia Tian.

He likes to watch the flowers bloom in summer, and he prefers to take care of them himself.

At home in Jiangcheng, most of the flowers were in bloom when I left, but here in Kyoto, it was still bare.

"Are there any bugs at home? Your courier!" The voice came from outside the fence.

It's a door-to-door courier.

"Yes, wait." Satin got up and shook the soil, ready to get it.

Song Bai waved his hand, signaling him to continue.

Satin hesitated for a while, hummed, and re-planted the soil for the flower seedlings.

Song Bai walked outside the fence, and the waiting courier was a fat man, muttering: "Are you new here? You are really rich, this pile of things...Song, Song Bai?!"

The little fat man suddenly said in surprise.

"Who are you?" Song Bai signed and returned the pen to him.

"It's me, I'm Huaiyu!" The little fat man jumped up and down, unloading everything from the car, "You really don't remember me? I'm your classmate."

Seeing that Song Bai didn't respond, he became a little anxious, "If you don't want to eat the standard meals in the canteen, give them to me!"

Song Bai recalled a little, there is such a supporting role in the book, either because he has multiple roles, or because he is very edible.

He can eat very well, but his family is still poor. The subsidy from the university and the resettlement fee from the government are not enough to fill his mouth.

Originally spoiled and spoiled, he would rather eat takeaway than eat in the cafeteria.Instead, it entered Huaiyu's stomach.

"I have a little impression." Huaiyu's carrying has not stopped, and Song Bai has already piled up two piles of hills half a person's height.

"You bought so much, what are you doing? Can you move it? How about asking someone to help you?"

Huaiyu always remembered Song Bai's generosity and enthusiasm.

"...I just moved here two days ago, and I haven't hired a servant yet." Song Bai also had a bit of a headache.

"Well, I'll use the cart to push it in for you." The little fat man's eyes sparkled.

Song Bai is a pretty good male, not to mention letting him eat a year's standard meals for nothing, the little fat man has helped him a few times before and he has received a lot of delicious food.

Song Bai could only agree.

The little fat man filled the cart to the brim, and talked to Song Bai while pushing it.

"What did you do this year? You have to call me senior when you come back, hehe."

"..." Song Bai's mental age is thirty, and his body is twenty, so he really doesn't know how to reply to such childish words.

Huaiyu pushes it quite easily. These high-end residential areas have to be male to show respect to the owners even for delivery. Huaiyu, who doesn't care about his status and has a lot of strength, is very popular.

"Hey, you didn't even come back at the end of the semester, so you will have to make up the exam when the semester starts. How about it, why don't you ask the seniors to give you some questions?"

"...School starts in September, it's still early, there's no rush."

This kind of familiar and enthusiastic person is the last thing Song Bai likes to deal with, it consumes energy.

Huaiyu pushed all the couriers into the garage, "What did you buy, so much?"

"It's just some fitness equipment!" Song Bai was relieved, it was delivered, let's go.

……

Satin came in with a plate of fruit, "Thank you for your hard work... Hey, Huaiyu, long time no see."

"Ah, Satin, thank you!" Huai Yu jumped over and hugged the fruit in the big bowl, "I'm not welcome!"

"...Do you know each other?" Song Bai's heart hung up, and if he wants to get to know each other, do he need to chat for a while?

Hearing something ridiculous, Sa Ding smiled lightly, leaning on Song Bai and whispering: "Didn't you always take him with you when you were dating?"

"..." Taking a third party on a date, how could Satin bear it?

"However, his sense of taste is really good. If it is delicious, it must be delicious."

It turned out that Huaiyu was there to try the food.

Song Bai squeezed his waist through the clothes, and said ruthlessly, "Next time you speak, don't take a big breath."

The corner of Satin's mouth turned up. He had discovered that the hero seemed to have lost part of his common sense memory after the accident, so he boldly teased him back secretly, and it felt pretty good.

With sharp eyes, Huaiyu picked out a pink one from a pile of express packages that fell down, which looked like some kind of snack.

"Can you give me this candy?"

This kind of snacks are all given away by the merchants for free. Originally hated sweets, Song Bai was not very interested, so he waved his hand: "Take it away."

With a roar, Huai Yu tore open the package on the spot, revealing a thick stack of bold yellow leaflets.

A handwritten note floated out: "Sir, these are carefully selected by me. Each book is the concentrated essence. If you buy it in order from the list, the hero will definitely be fascinated by the sir...Signed: Flat .”

Song Bai raised his eyebrows: "Enchanted, huh?"

Huai Yu covered his eyes and peeked out from between his exposed fingers. He was not yet an adult, so he couldn't look openly.

Sardin felt that there were stars in front of his eyes, and he was misunderstood by the hero only at noon, and it happened again in the afternoon.

He gritted his teeth, flat, you wait for me!