How to survive by dressing as a villain male

"Major General, he has performed very well recently..." The tall military female nodded slightly in front of Zhou Ci: "He is improving very fast, and he is very keen in learning physical skills. He has learned almost all the moves I used on Zhou."

A Dou said in a deep voice: "If this continues, within half a year, I may not be able to teach him anything, and I will definitely not be able to beat him——I can be sure of this."

"The major general can find some stronger candidates as soon as possible."

Zhou Ci stood upright in front of the table, casually fiddled with the few bottles of good wine that Chonggong had just sent him, and replied casually: "No need."

Others don't know, but does he know that from the current point of view, Adou's combat power is at the peak of the first half of the book, even if he digs three feet down the ground, goes to space and lands on the moon, there is no one in this world who can fight better than him up.

July has made rapid progress recently, to the extent that even a person who knows nothing about fighting is shocked.

Children sometimes go to do some housework during the day, and come to the basement for training in the afternoon, because they eat enough and exercise, but in just one month, July's body began to twitch, and he looked like a The high school student who is a little silent, has a kind of seriousness pretending to be a little adult, which is very cute.

Every night, I would go to the children's room to inspect some of his military techniques, and deliberately revealed some news to him. I don't know if July remembered it...

The hard work of these days has finally paid off. A Dou frowned and was about to say something, but Zhou Ci interrupted him with a smile: "It's been hard work recently, let's take a vacation today, and the training in the afternoon will be skipped."

After speaking, he picked up three bottles of wine, threw one of them to Adou, and went upstairs with the remaining two bottles.

A Dou took the wine in his hand in a daze, and suddenly felt that the little prince's smile was much more than before... It didn't seem like he was unreasonable and unreasonable as he had firmly believed.

When Zhou Ci knocked on the door, he saw Qiyue lying on the bed and reading some book.

The child has always been clinging to him recently, eating with him, and the naked eye is not as shriveled and thin as before, and has become a little fleshy, which makes the doll-like little face even more cute and round, and the height is also slack, Although it is still not as tall as him, it reaches his chin anyway.

That's right.

Qiyue lay casually on the bed, read the book without even realizing that Zhou Ci came in, her face was a little suspiciously red.

It was summer, and he was only wearing a creamy white short sleeve. Due to the rapid growth recently, his hair was a little short. At this time, he only tilted to reveal half of his snow-white waist.

The clear waist line outlines a thin layer of muscles, the waist is extremely narrow, and it slides down the buttocks to form a pair of round and plump mounds, wrapped in black pants, which is indescribably youthful and attractive.

Zhou Ci took a look and quickly looked away, feeling a little thirsty in his throat for some reason.

He quietly came to Qiyue, thinking that Qiyue was probably reading some boring art of war again, and didn't read the book cover, so he whispered to the child's ear: "What are you doing?"

"!!"

Qiyue was engrossed in watching it, but he didn't realize that the person he was thinking about suddenly came in front of him. The burning breath in his ear was accompanied by an inexplicable ambiguity, which made him so sensitive that his hairs almost exploded.

He was so shocked that he almost fell off the bed, Zhou Ci waved his hand to grab it, and immediately rubbed the frightened child into his arms.

"Ah..." Suddenly falling into the long-awaited embrace, Qiyue unconsciously let out a gasp that was so light that it was almost inaudible...

Zhou Ci saw sharply that the white waist exposed by the child seemed a little redder than before.

July was extremely difficult for a while, wanting to lie in Zhou Ci's arms and wanting to hide the book from Zhou Ci's sight. The two emotions were like two pairs of big hands pulling him, and he was dizzy for a while. With red blood dripping from the ears, he hugged the book tightly in his arms and broke free from Zhou Ci's body.

"What are you looking at..." Zhou Ci was really curious seeing Qiyue's rare and shy look.

Qiyue clutched the book like she was guarding some treasure, and said for a while: "...Well, I didn't read anything, just, some, knowledge..."

The roots of the ears seemed to be redder, as if on fire.

He was so anxious that he almost cried, how could he tell Zhou Ci that what he was reading was that kind of book...

Zhou Ci just felt that the child had a secret, so he smiled, and stopped forcing, turned around, walked to the table and opened two bottles of wine.

Qiyue hurriedly buried the book in the pillow, and after a while the heat and shyness subsided, the regret flooded in like an overwhelming tide, making him feel aggrieved and sad that he couldn't restrain himself.

It's been a long time since Zhou Ci hugged him as intimately as before...Why did he break away on his own initiative...

Zhou Ci poured two glasses of wine, and when she turned around, she saw Qiyue's expressionless face, which seemed to be slightly frowning, or not?Looks pretty unhappy anyway.

"July has made great progress recently, which surprised me. I came here specially to reward you today." Zhou Ci handed over a cup and sat beside Qiyue.

"Did I make July unhappy?"

The child shook his head like a rattle, didn't care about what was in the glass, and swallowed the glass of wine in one gulp, his eyes glowed with gold, and a rush of energy rushed into his mind, which made him a little distracted.

Zhou Ci was startled, he couldn't help laughing and crying and helped Qiyue: "What is this for, this is not a drink, it's wine, little fool..."

How could Qiyue know so much? He just felt that everything he should think about after drinking a cup of water came to the fore. His eyes were glistening, and he just looked at Zhou Ci so straightforwardly. Thousands of friendships were hidden. in it.

Zhou Ci's soul was almost pierced by this glance, his heart shuddered, and he said in a daze: "July, you, you are drunk..."

He drank the wine pretending not to care, the wine entered his throat and turned into scalding heat.

His body is also incapable of drinking.

Qiyue missed the hug just now, and thought of the two people who had sex in various poses that she saw in the book just now. The closer she looked at Zhou Ci, the happier and more impulsive she was, like a trapped animal After a booster, it finally came out of the cage, eager to bite its prey.

He threw himself into Zhou Ci's arms suddenly, Zhou Ci was unprepared, and was thrown directly on the bed by this pounce, his mind was almost blank.

Sitting on Zhou Ci's saddle in July, she felt that she had used up all the courage in her life.

This is his nobleman, his elusive mansion, the light that pulls him out of the night and despair...

But I threw him under him, like a wild wolf repaying revenge.

But I can't help it, I can't help it...

He doesn't know when it started, he is the only one left in his heart, it seems that the world is gray, only that person is colorful, one day, one morning, one hour, not seeing him for one minute makes him almost miss him .

What is he doing, who is he with, is he good-looking, does he like Zhou Ci...

Qiyue didn't dare to tell him that the reason why she improved so fast was that she wanted to become stronger and do more things for Zhou Ci, as long as Zhou Ci could keep her eyes on him for a few more seconds, that would be enough——

Is it really enough?

Qiyue stared down at Zhou Ci with wide, watery eyes, like a puddle after the rain.

He couldn't tell himself that he didn't care when he saw Zhou Ci surrounded by those beautiful females.

At that moment, he really wanted to poach all the eyes that coveted Zhou Ci - anyway, he had the ability.

Zhou Ci was dizzy and drunk, and couldn't react to anything, but felt that this person was very sad and painful.

He reached out to wipe the water from the child's eyes, and murmured: "Don't cry..."

Don't cry, July.

Like a child who was comforted but weeping heartily, the grievance and depression burst in an instant, crushing Qiyue's reason, his throat was dry, and he thought of the pictures and words in that book again...

This is what female insects should say to male insects...

"Let me serve you," he leaned close to Zhou Ci's ear, closed his eyes gently, and held Zhou Ci's hand with one hand to let it caress his face, but the part that was not seen by others was like a goblin. Shamefully and tightly to Zhou Ci, rubbing against each other in an ambiguous and misty way: "Master."

His ability to learn has always been strong.

Zhou Ci was stunned, and suddenly couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. He only felt that his body, especially that part, was getting hot and dry, his throat was thirsty, and the soft and flexible waist that he saw just now appeared in front of his eyes. .

It's so cute and turns red...

He blinked lightly, and watched in a daze as his hand was grabbed by Qiyue and moved around his cheek, and then brought to his neck after a while, holding the child's most fragile Adam's apple...

"what......"

Qiyue let her instinct control her body, squinting her eyes slightly and moaning softly.

Zhou Ci was a little curious, thinking in a daze, when his hand touched him, he obviously looked very uncomfortable, he hummed in discomfort, and his face turned red, why did he still hold his hand and continue? ?

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the next second, that strange man bit his lip like a wolf eating meat first.

"Well—" Zhou Ci's eyes widened, as if this was his first kiss.

Lips and teeth collided with each other, first the soft lips touched the lips, gently and softly, and then two pieces of red softness intertwined and danced together, exchanging sweet breaths, conveying the taste of pheromones, and the lovely "sizzling" sound also played for them accompaniment.

Both of them were a little out of breath, but neither of them left. They kissed deeply as if struggling, and moved their hands freely as they wished. After a while, their clothes were messy and the sheets were also crumpled.

"The hero..." The voice melted between the lips and teeth.

Every time I call this word in July, I feel more emotional. The instinct engraved in my DNA determines that he is born to live for his hero. In order to make him more comfortable, I can do everything I can, and I can be exhausted but still cling to it. He does it again and again.

"The hero...well, the hero..."

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