How to survive by dressing as a villain male

"Clang-crack-"

The iron door of the Zonggong Single Prison was extremely heavy, and there was a loud noise when Zhou Ci opened it.

When I took off the mask, a burning musty smell and a bitter and astringent smell came to my face, which made people feel nauseous.

At this time, Zhou Ci was dressed in black, covering his slender and tall body. The coldness exuding from his body overwhelmed the usual wisps of sickness, making him look thin and powerful, coming and going like the wind.

He looked around very vigilantly, and he knocked out the female guards at the door, and no one found that the prison was broken.

He calmed himself down in time yesterday when he was extremely angry, first brought home the useful information he had collected from the base, and then sent Adou to check on the situation in July. As he thought, his brother Huang was also surprised Qiyue's talent in potion didn't do anything to him, she just threw him in the dungeon, she didn't lack food and drink, but she didn't give him any medicine.

After Zhou Ci went back, even if he told himself that the best solution was to let July stay here for a period of time, and then promote that medicine on a large scale, and then use it to threaten Zhou Yang to release people after it produced results. Earning a good reputation every month can also make this cheap brother feel taboo when he wants to attack children in the future.

But he couldn't stand it.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and the more he recalled the child's ashen face like a withered leaf, the more worried he became.

Letting him stay in prison means that the child will have to live another seven days in the fear and despair of being abandoned and executed, and he can't bear it.

Whether it was the almost dried blood from the pinhole on his neck or the shameful slap mark on the purple circle on his knee, Zhou Ci's heart was pierced and his anger expanded.

This is the child he regards as his younger brother. No matter what the situation is, as long as he can stand up, he doesn't want Qiyue to suffer any grievances.

Fortunately, this resentment system usually loses its chain, but at this time it temporarily strengthened his quality, so that he can get into the prison and bring Qiyue out.

He didn't bring any helper this time, no matter if it was an enemy or a friend, he couldn't let them know that he did all this, in case they would suspect his identity.

Qiyue was crouching in the corner of the single prison cell, her long eyelashes were slightly closed, her cheeks were a little abnormally red, and she didn't touch a single bite of the food brought by the prison guards.

He shuddered when he heard the voice, but Zhou Ci froze when he saw the person coming.

This is the beautiful bug who usually wears a fine attire without even a speck of dust on his body. Now he is wearing a black outfit like a dark guard, which outlines a clear waistline. The top and bottom are clean and neat. Yi almost made Qiyue fail to recognize her.

The person who was living in her dream last night suddenly appeared here, with such a strange and cruel appearance, it almost made Qiyue feel that she had entered a dream again.

Zhou Ci lowered her body, her eyes fell on the child's bruises that hadn't recovered, and she frowned slowly.

"Ola injected him with a blocking potion that day, and it took three days for him to recover his self-healing ability." The system said honestly.

Zhou Ci remained silent, but his fists were slightly clenched, and his joints were bluish white.

Noticing the child's unbelievable expression, Zhou Ci felt a pain in his heart, and stretched out his hand to test the child's temperature - his blushing was abnormal, it must be due to the inflammation of the wound and the fever.

Although Qiyue was dizzy with burning head, she was not confused and easily avoided Zhou Ci's hand.

Zhou Ci froze.

"...want to rebel?"

What is rebellion?Qiyue didn't understand, but said: "Wo... always give you trouble, mud, mud is useless, Wo..."

"Nest... no use—"

He couldn't even make a sound for the last word "yong", and was interrupted by the tyrannical bug in front of him. Zhou Cihong grabbed Qiyue's hand that wanted to carry it behind him with red eyes, and almost laughed angrily .

Zhou Ci first relieved the breath he was holding in his chest, lowered his voice and said angrily:

"Who says you're useless? I'm not a fool. If you're useless, I'll run all the way here to pick you up by myself? Don't give yourself such a crappy title, I haven't agreed yet."

Seeing the calm and bewildered expression on the child's face, he choked again.

Ugh--

Life is not easy, Chong Chong sighed.

Even though this child can't understand a few words now, and his vocabulary is so pitiful, it's better to take him back quickly, and say what he has to say slowly in the days to come.

Anyway, he has plenty of time, and he is not afraid of children throwing a tantrum, let alone allowing his July to be bullied.

Zhou Ci opened his pocket, took out a bottle of potion, unscrewed the cap and fed it to Qiyue's mouth.

He was annoyed at the child for talking like that, and the anger was still there, so he said stiffly, "Drink the medicine first."

Children have so many wounds, big and small, it must be very uncomfortable to have a fever.

Qiyue gave him a stubborn look and shook her head.

He has always been sure of things in his heart and doesn't like to change. He even knows to change his clothes and shoes. Why does Zhou Ci always keep him like this? They are right, he is not worthy to stay by his side at all... .

I just caused him trouble again and again.

He turned his head and stopped looking at Zhou Ci. His face clearly seemed to be repelling people thousands of miles away, but his voice concealed a trembling that was not easy to detect: "Go away..."

Zhou Ci pursed her lips, slowly put down the potion, and put the cap on the bottle as if it was extremely precious to prevent it from spilling.

Qiyue still tilted her head, but her peripheral vision seemed to be glued to Zhou Ci's body, and she couldn't leave her at all.

The two were silent for a while.

Zhou Ci smiled lightly.

It's his fault, after playing the role of a brat in this shell for so long, he almost forgot what kind of person he was originally.

"July," Zhou Ci said warmly, "You misunderstood."

"I don't keep you by my side because I want to ask for something, get some reward, or get any benefit. The gifts in the world are not all for myself, there is also a kind of gift, because of pure kindness and liking."

"I like you very much." Zhou Ci took a step closer to Qiyue.

"I like your stubbornness, I like your tenacity, I like that you are on a cliff but full of strength and give people hope."

"You may not understand, but I can teach you and help you understand. Do you understand?"

Zhou Ci naturally knew that Qiyue could hardly understand his words now, but he still said that he only hoped that Qiyue could feel and understand his emotions from the bottom of his heart, even if only a little bit.

Qiyue clenched her palms unconsciously, only feeling hot and hot around the edge of her eye sockets.

He knew that the beautiful male had said something very important to him just now, although he couldn't understand it, it calmed down his heart that was throbbing because of fear and inferiority.

The brain, which was chaotic due to burning, seemed to be much more awake at this time.

He wanted to know what he had said, wanted to know very much.

Fortunately, he has a good memory. He has carefully memorized the pronunciation of every sentence Zhou Ci said just now. He wants to live, he wants to leave with Zhou Ci, and he wants to learn to speak.

He needs to know what Zhou Ci said to him just now.

This is probably all the motivation he wants to live at present.

Seeing that Qiyue turned her head slightly, Zhou Ci breathed a sigh of relief, opened the medicine again, and handed it to Qiyue.

It's just that the child accidentally rubbed his fingertips the moment he took the medicine, and Zhou Ci could hardly feel it just for a moment.

But the child's face seemed to be even redder.

Zhou Ci was worried that Qiyue's fever was getting worse, and hoped that he would drink up the medicine quickly, but Qiyue seemed to be trembling slightly for some reason, and could hardly even hold the medicine steadily.

Zhou Ci didn't have time to be confused anymore, and seeing that the child turned around obediently and didn't talk stupid like before, he simply took the medicine back, stretched out an arm to hold the child in his arms, and held the child's furry body. Head: "Come on, open your mouth."

Qiyue gave out a shiver as if she had been shocked by an electric shock all over her body, and tremblingly stretched out her hand to push Zhou Ci's chest, her face was so red that she was about to bleed.

"Wo, wow, wow...myself, come..."

His heart was trembling, he didn't expect that he didn't come into contact with Zhou Ci all night, his sensitivity to this male worm didn't decrease but increased, just a little rubbing of his fingertips could have such a big impact on him.

Zhou Ci was stunned: "But," his eyes stopped on the child's trembling fingertips, he felt that Qiyue was too shy, and said bluntly, "You seem to be unable to hold it steadily."

Qiyue closed her eyes, barely calmed down under the strong smell of pheromone that was almost kissed on his body, biting her trembling teeth, and just about to say something, there was a sound of footsteps outside the prison.

It's a fixed-point patrol!

Zhou Ci cursed secretly, he thought he could take Qiyue out soon, but he didn't expect that the inspection would come down in such a short time, he looked at the time, wondering why the man came out before it was time... .

But now there is no time to think about these things. For a moment, my mind was running like lightning, and in the next second, Qiyue fell face up on the thatch stack in the prison, and then her thin body was completely crushed.

In July, the brain suddenly shut down——

At this moment, the culprit who made him feel wrong was sticking to him without any gap, and one arm tightly wrapped around Qiyue's delicate waist through the prison uniform.

The cold aura on his body rushed towards July with a strong smell of pheromone, and he couldn't avoid it. To him, such an impact seemed to throw him into a soft ocean in an instant.

What's more, Zhou Ci buried her head in Qiyue's neck, panting hotly: "Qiyue, clamp my waist with your legs."

The black-haired, black-eyed boy's chest was bulging, and he exhausted all his willpower to suppress the moan that he almost blurted out, and tried his best to follow the male's order.

The slender and straight legs were crossed up, and the white prison uniform was in stark contrast to the dark guard's black clothes.

Zhou Ci's whole body seemed to be scalded by the person under him, and the tingling sensation spread along the nerves throughout his body.After all, July is still running a fever. At this time, he seems to be hugging a small stove, which is hot and hot.

He took a deep breath and coaxed in a low voice: "July, call out."

July understood, and her mind went blank.

The inspector outside stepped on the sound of footsteps and strutted forward, humming a little song, and laughed along with the sound of panting mixed with groans.

The people in this prison are all people who are about to die, whether they are dead or alive, the higher-ups don't care what kind of torture they are. In other words, who cares about a dying garbage.

So the slightly pretty worms here will be extremely humiliated by the prison guards and guards here.

From the point of view of that inspection, the black clothes and the white prison uniform seemed to interact with ink and wash, so he naturally thought that the dark guards were doing what every dark guard loved to do.

"Hey, I think you're really crazy!" The inspector said in distaste, "You'd even go after a B-grade piece of trash, and you deserve to be a secret guard who won't be able to get on the stage for the rest of your life!"

After all, he pulled his legs to go to the toilet as if he thought it was bad luck.

Zhou Ci was afraid that the man would not go far, so he waited for a while before slowly getting up.

Only then did he know that the air in the prison was cold and icy, not the scorching heat he felt just now like a stove.

But, there is no way, just now... just now was the best and least suspicious way.

"I've wronged you..."

Qiyue gently covered her eyes with the back of her hands, covering her red eye sockets, her head was tilted to one side, and half of her body was numb with shame.

He didn't dare to say, every groan just now, he didn't play it at all, it was all...involuntarily screaming...

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I thought I could sign today, but there was a little accident, let’s save the surprise tomorrow~~(?w?)