How to survive by dressing as a villain male

In the empty and brightly lit corridor, there was only the "da da" sound of Zhou Ci's leather shoes hitting the floor as he walked.

The floor he stepped on was made of moonstone, which was usually placed in jewelry shops and made into tens of millions of bright bracelets on the wrists of noble ladies Ya female.

But in the little prince's dormitory, the floor was only carefully carved into patterns, and was trampled under the feet of that noble and arrogant male.

Zhou Ci walked unhurriedly, holding the stairs to the first floor, and the housekeeper and guards lined up neatly on the side with their heads lowered like military flags, and they didn't dare to look up.

Zhou Ci casually sat on the sofa in front of the coffee table: "What's going on."

The leader of the guards "Putong" knelt on the ground, lowered his head and tried to suppress the trembling between his lips and teeth: "Major...Major General, you stipulated that slaves cannot stay in your room, so we took him to the prison in the basement... ..”

"Ha!" Zhou Ci almost laughed out loud: "So you mean to blame me?"

The guard leader's muscles were stiff, as if he was helpless in the face of the sickle waved by the god of death.

"Trash!" Zhou Ci sternly said, her pair of upturned peach blossom eyes widened.

"Then I did not stipulate the general principle of all rules is to get my permission!"

Zhou Ci slammed a faintly shining crystal vessel on the coffee table to the head of the guards, and a row of guards neatly lined up on the ground were terrified, and they all knelt down on the ground.

The little prince vented the anger in his heart loudly, the air seemed to be ignited, and he looked childish and terrifying: "You bunch of idiots! Pig brains! Putting your usual salary-like energy into work can kill you dog's life!"

"That's the bug I brought back myself! Why don't you move him without my permission?"

The little prince had a gloomy face, frowning, and walked back and forth a few steps.

While swearing, he threw those real silver treasures that would last a lifetime in ordinary people's homes to pieces on the ground.

For a moment, the only sound left in the huge living room was the angry sound of the male insect and the crackling sound of breaking.

This kind of little prince who loses his temper because of a little thing is the little prince they are familiar with.

It also severely awakened some of them from the illusion that the little prince had become obedient.

Look at this domineering and unreasonable bug, isn't it exactly the same as before...

While losing his temper, Zhou Ci looked at the messy living room, weighed it up a little in his heart, and felt that it was almost the same, so he walked to the antique cabinet and leaned against the crystal window, panting heavily.

The little prince with green eyes and red lips seemed to be pissed off, his chest heaved and heaved, he looked like a child who couldn't get candy, so cute.

It's just that the kneeling guards were all covered in cold sweat and knelt on the ground tremblingly. The head of the guard had already knocked his head to the ground, and he only hoped that Zhou Ci could spare his life.

"System, is it almost done?" Zhou Ci asked heartily.

The system shook his head: "In the past, when the original owner got angry, he would definitely see blood." With the frequency of this savage male's anger, three people who were bestowed to death by the original owner in this villa in a week are considered a small number.

Zhou Ci frowned and turned his head.

Suddenly, he slammed a white porcelain vase inlaid with precious stones in the antique cabinet to the ground, and the eyes of the worms on the side stared straight - that vase was given to the little prince by the old emperor!How can you say that you will fall when you fall!

The shards of the white porcelain bottle scattered in all directions, and a piece of it brushed against the little prince's fingers, leaving a bloodstain immediately.

The housekeeper's heart trembled, and he almost crawled on his knees and ran to Zhou Ci, tears streaming down his face: "Major General, take your breath away, don't hurt yourself!" He hurriedly called the doctor.

Zhou Ci waved it away and shouted loudly: "Baoqi! Don't want you bastards to be hypocritical! A bunch of bastards who don't know how to understand, what use are you for!"

He pretended to be angry and went upstairs, and said a moment before turning into the corner: "This head guard should find another house! Find a new one before tonight."

In the original book, it seems that the head of the guard did something stupid and put his life on the line. This time, he should simply drive the guard away.

The group of people downstairs felt as if they had received an amnesty, and they only felt that they had saved their lives only by saving Zong Xing in their previous life.

Zhou Ci also took a deep breath.

He poked the system in his heart: "How is it?"

The system was stunned by Zhou Ci's operation just now: "It's okay, you can see your blood even if you see blood, is there a bug in the main system, I'll fix it—"

"Hey, hey," Zhou Ci wanted to overthrow this resentment system with a shovel: "What are you repairing? You repair it! What good is it for you? You are so eager to be treated like a cow."

The system was made to cry by itself, and honestly stopped speaking.

Zhou Ci felt quite relaxed. He didn't want to take any life on his back here, and he didn't intend to hurt others. The only thing he cared about now was this child, and he didn't want him to suffer.

As long as he accidentally thinks that the ill-fated life of nearly 100 million words in the original book happened to such a shy and simple child, he will feel uncomfortable.

Whether it is the Virgin of Zhou Ci, or he is compassionate, he hopes to help children change the deformed system here, and he also hopes that the children will be happy in the future.

The system said: "There is still a task that you haven't completed. You have to use some objects to make contact with the protagonist and affect him. Here, it is recommended to use torture tools~."

Zhou Ci rubbed his chin as if he didn't hear the second part of the system's sentence, and thought about what to use to touch the child.

Mr. System is very helpless, how can a plot line that abuses the protagonist turn into Zhou Ci trying to interact with the protagonist? Hey!

It was so angry that its thoughts were confused, it simply turned off the machine and ignored Zhou Ci.

Zhou Ci also laughed, thinking cheapskate.

When the door of the child's bedroom was pushed open, July had just taken a shower, and the bloody smell on her body had dissipated completely, exuding the fresh fragrance of shower gel.

The child was wearing a slightly loose pajamas, sitting on the bed as if he didn't know what to do, his black hair was still dripping.The delicate and strong limbs were completely covered by the pajamas, leaving only a pair of grape-like black eyes staring at Zhou Ci.

Zhou Ci's heart melted all of a sudden.

What he wished most in his previous life was to have a younger brother who could be each other's shoulders, pinch his soft cheeks, and teach his younger brother to grow up slowly. His parents died early, and he was the only child. He never thought it would be possible in this world. The desire to take care of my younger brother.

His eyes stayed on July's dripping hair, with a straight face on purpose, he ordered: "Bring a towel here, if you sleep with wet hair and get sick, it will be an eyesore."

The child blinked his grape-like eyes, and handed over a clean scarf.

Although he didn't know what this beautiful bug wanted to do, it was obvious that he liked Zhou Ci's ordering him like this.

Zhou Ci took off his shoes and got on the bed, came behind the child, and unfolded the towel.

Zhou Qiyue trembled like a reflex.

Without him, the position behind him is a bit sensitive to him who is always confronted with danger. Even though he trusts this beautiful bug in his heart, he still has the urge to fight back driven by instinct.

Zhou Qiyue took a deep breath, hoping to calm down the violence in her heart——

A large towel suddenly wrapped his head.

He froze for a moment, and all the hostility and stupidity in his heart disappeared in an instant.

The more Zhou Ci rubbed, the more angry he became. Unexpectedly, the child didn't wipe his hair at all, and the water flowed down his back: "A fool, will you take care of yourself?"

Qiyue's hair is thick and thick, and I can't finish it in a while. Zhou Ci simply took the child into his arms. Qiyue was a head shorter than him. At this time, he held him in his arms and faced Zhou Ci like this Porcelain is fairly easy.

Zhou Qiyue only felt that she was surrounded by the breath of last night in an instant.

He felt the soft and gentle touch from his head in a daze, and only the powerful dominant smell of S-class pheromone remained in his nasal cavity.

Zhou Qiyue trembled slightly as if there was an electric current running down the spine all over her body, and she felt her whole body go limp, and her fair cheeks were suddenly flushed.

Heart beating so fast.

He couldn't help being intoxicated to the point of being in a trance. The experience last night was so good that he almost engraved this breath in his bones. At this time, he was completely wrapped up, and his desire was ignited again between breaths.

He involuntarily rubbed the towel against his head.

Seeing the child's blushing, Zhou Ci thought he was shy, and didn't care much in his heart, and kept moving his hands to dry his little black head.

July tried hard to suppress the scorching breath, keenly aware that the bug behind him didn't mean that...

I am... so shameless...

He spurned himself and struggled slightly, trying to escape from the endless pheromones that made his legs weak.

Zhou Ci didn't find anything, and it was strange to see the child's face that was almost dripping with blood, just rubbing his hair, as for what?I can't accept it like this, how can I interact according to the system in the future?

Relying on the strong character of the original owner who couldn't help being refuted, he hugged Qiyue's flexible waist tightly, and felt an extremely obvious trembling. locked in his arms.

"Ah..." Qiyue trembled slightly, and then tried all her strength to restrain herself from screaming.

He was restrained by the force from his waist, like a fish under the claws of a cat, completely trapped in the smell that almost drove him crazy, his chest heaved violently, the wide pajamas were on his slightly Struggling to expose the milk-white skin of the collarbone.

Zhou Qiyue's eyes are blurred, he, he really can't help it...

The author has something to say:

July: Someone teases me, I don’t say QAQ

Zhou Ci: It’s not me anyway~ (continues to rub hair)

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