How to survive by dressing as a villain male

A47 didn't know what happened. He was born into a slave camp. No worm would deal with a black-haired, black-eyed slave who was unlucky.

But it didn't prevent him from identifying a tone that he had never heard before.

The voice was very nice, like spring water, tingling, with a high pitch and a bit of squeamish anger.

That voice was accompanied by such a clear pheromone, which made people feel that he was naturally delicate and precious.

A47 has never had a stronger desire to undo his damn blindfold.

He thought, he wanted almost passionately to know who this male was, what it looked like, and why he untied him.

The shaking of the hand slowly stopped, and slowly but firmly unfastened the iron ring on his left wrist again.

The iron ring fell down without hindrance, revealing his white wrist bones.

The pain was almost numb when the iron ring passed through his bloody wrist, but at the first moment when his hand lost its grip, he turned over abruptly and firmly held the hand that untied his iron ring.

It is soft and smooth, white and tender, like a piece of fine white warm jade.

The little prince's wrist doesn't even hold a glass of water by himself, it's all served by females, it's so precious, at the moment when this slave locks it hard, the circle around the wrist is white and tender, and instantly bruises It flushed red, showing a shocking scar.

Zhou Ci kept staring at A47's exposed wrist bones, but didn't pay much attention to his own wrists. It wasn't until the pain became more and more obvious that he sighed slightly that this body was too delicate.

"Short, minor, Major General..." The person in charge stood on the other side, too frightened to speak clearly, with a look of anxiety, shock and fear.

A47 was still holding that hand, and instantly felt that that hand was as beautiful and weak as white jade.

He didn't know how to keep him, no one taught him how to treat kindness, and he never felt kindness.

So he chose such a, somewhat wrong way.

It's like a crying child who wanted to eat the candy on the table, but accidentally tore off the tablecloth after making a fuss, and the colorful candies spilled all over the floor, making it impossible to eat anymore.

A47 let go of his wrist, after all he was afraid that this male with a nice voice would get hurt.

So the shackles that were worn for more than ten years, the heavy shame, and the shackles that could not be taken off even when eating and sleeping, fell lightly like this.

A47 stopped in place, without the iron ring, but he still kept the state and posture of being chained just now and lay on the ground.

After a while, he moved his fingers carefully.

I can move now.

A47 was stunned. For the first time, although his eyes were dark, his heart was so relaxed, even bright.

And because of being imprisoned for too long, he was almost unable to move, and his wrists turned a little funny, like a child who just learned to use chopsticks.

Zhou Ci helped the boy up from the ground, letting him lean slightly in his arms.

Fortunately, although my body is a little thin, but because the child has been short of food and clothing in the slave camp all year round, and is malnourished, he is a little younger than himself now, so Zhou Ci can easily hold him in his arms.

Only then did A47 recover from the daze just now, he struggled a little uncomfortably in this clean embrace full of coolness, and raised his hand to tear off his blindfold.

Zhou Ci frowned slightly and stopped his movements.

He thought for a while, and then said: "Has the major general allowed you to move?"

The blindfold was gently undone by Zhou Ci, and in the next second, before A47 felt the strong light, the hand was attached to cover his eyelids, blocking the glare for him.

A47 stared wide-eyed, looking at the haze brought by the hand in front of him, feeling the cool, soft touch of that hand, obviously the eyes are very comfortable, not dazzling at all, but still inexplicably strong There is a sense of irritation and sourness, and there is an urge to cry.

Why is this?

A47 doesn't quite understand.

After a while, the hand moved away bit by bit, and the face of the male appeared in the reflection of the black pupils.

A47 saw those green eyes, as green as a lake full of green algae in summer, and faintly saw the arrogance of nobles and the air of the royal family.

That face is really warm and moist, the skin is well nourished by the royal family's water and soil, almost no pores can be seen, and it is as delicate as jade, but the facial features are not very suitable for warmth, a pair of peach eyes are protruding, red lips are bent without smiling , Seeing everyone has a bit of mocking disdain.

But it makes people feel no anger, just take it for granted, such a beautiful and excellent S-rank male is born to be like this, extremely beautiful.

Only then did Zhou Ci see A47's face after taking off the blindfold.

To be precise, it is A47's eyes, because after seeing those dark animal pupils that hide fierceness and attack power, as if they are about to eat people, it seems that the other five senses are no longer what they look like. important.

"He has returned to the major general."

The little prince tossed his hair and casually spoke humanely to the person in charge.

The guards behind wanted to step forward, but were persuaded by Zhou Ci's eyes.

In the next second, the stiff A47 was picked up horizontally, and was taken away by Zhou Ci in a daze.

On the one hand, the nobility of Zerg’s blood is experienced in the invisible level; on the other hand, it is reflected in the visible external characteristics of Zerg. Blonde hair is the most expensive, and black hair is the cheapest. As for the reason, it is naturally because most males Is blonde.

Among them, blond hair and green eyes are the supreme, while black hair and black pupils are the most humble.

People's aesthetics tend to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. For example, people who like a good figure don't just like that body, but also like the physical ability contained in that body that can protect others and protect themselves.

This is the nature of biology, the law of nature.

The same is true for the Zerg race. The beauty of the Zerg is blond hair and green eyes, which symbolizes the noble status of the male and the almost zero-cost wealth.

No wonder the little prince has been domineering and domineering since he was a child, and he was used to lawlessness. Just because of those beautiful green eyes, the insect people have always called him the green rose of the empire.

Some people question Zhou Ci's ability and temperament, but in terms of beauty, Zhou Ci is currently considered invincible in the entire Zerg race.

But at this time, the Imperial Green Rose was holding a dirty black-haired slave like this princess! !

A47 is too small and too thin. Zhou Ci's body is 20 years old, which is thin compared to 20-year-old people on the earth, but it is still more than enough to hold this female in his arms at this time.

A47 lowered his head and buried his face in some long hair. Except for fighting in the arena, he has never received so much attention. This aroused his uneasiness and fear, and he felt that all the voices seemed to be accusing him …

A low voice came from his throat.

Zhou Ci doesn't understand the Zerg's aesthetics. In his eyes, the black-haired and black-eyed Chinese are the most beautiful. Besides, although the facial features of this little female insect are a bit dirty, they are not concealed. A comparison.

Seeing the child trembling in his arms, his heart softened, and he wanted to comfort him in a low voice, but the original owner's temperament was that he didn't have a good word from his mouth, and he was helpless for a while.

Zhou Ci slowed down, holding A47 more gently, and gently patted the child's head with one hand to comfort him, then turned his head displeased and said, "Shut up all the bugs that tell you."

His voice was not loud. It is reasonable to say that many insects in the distance could not hear him, but as soon as he finished speaking, the entire slave camp was silent, and there was no sound at all.

A47 is nestled in Zhou Ci's arms, looking up, you can see the juvenile's sharp chin, which is white and tender, and if you look up, you will see emerald eyes, so... so beautiful.

Just now, the hand of this beautiful bug was touching his head. This is something A47 has never been touched before. For some reason, he has not resisted yet.

He felt that his heart was no longer forced by the medicine as before, but changed to a feeling of sourness and swelling...

The eyes of the black-haired female were a little confused, he had never experienced such a feeling, it was so strange.

Zhou Ci hugged A47 and sat on the soft interstellar leather chair, trying to avoid the wounds on A47's body.

Zhou Ci knelt down, prepared to check the female's feet first, and ordered without looking back, "Go home."

The butler at the driver's seat pressed the starter, and the empire's most gorgeous starship set sail with lights that blinded the eyes of insects.

Zhou Ci first held the female worm's leg, paused, and replaced the "good boy, sit down" with "don't let the major general move around"

His voice is cold and indifferent, such a sentence with emotion sounds unique.

Although A47 didn't understand, he obediently stopped moving.

He lowered his eyes halfway, observing Zhou Ci's movements carefully.

Zhou Ci took out the regular medicine box on the starship, took out a pair of medical tweezers, and carefully picked apart the fabric that was connected with the newly grown flesh on A47's calf.

He frowned and pushed away the cloth that was deeply embedded in his flesh, he didn't dare to blink his eyes, his breathing was very slow, and cold sweat was faintly oozing from his forehead.

This piece of fabric was pierced too deeply, it couldn't be caused in a day or two at all, the wound must have been repeatedly opened and closed, and in the end it was only half bleeding, letting the clothes and flesh stick together...

Zhou Ci couldn't imagine how painful it was.

And there are even more than one or two such wounds, as long as there is cloth on the female body, such annoying wounds, purely for torturing people, can be seen.

"Fuck..." Zhou Ci wanted to scold the damned system of this world to death.

What the hell, is the human rights system here so upright and disgusting?Female insects have no human rights and deserve to be harmed like this?

A47 lowered her head obediently, staring at Zhou Ci's cold sweat almost dripping in a daze.

He has always had no desires, let alone what he wants or doesn't want, but at this moment he knows that he doesn't want to see Zhou Ci sweating, and he doesn't want to see Zhou Ci hesitate to look at his rotten flesh.

A47 glanced at the medicine box on the side, picked out a scalpel from it, and looked down at the position where Zhou Ci couldn't get his hands off. In just a moment, he gouged out the piece of rotten flesh with the cloth embedded in it!

Immediately blood flowed.

Zhou Ci didn't have time to exclaim, and hurriedly reached out and took the medicine box to find a piece of gauze. Before he came to bandage it, the female insect raised the knife and dropped it, and was about to goug out the second piece!

Zhou Ci grabbed A47's wrist and shouted: "What the hell are you doing?!"

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A47 frowned: It seems to have pissed off her husband again...