How to survive by dressing as a villain male

The rain outside the window was still pattering down.

The emotions associated with rainy days should be melancholy on Earth, but in the world of Zerg, it is often synonymous with joy and good luck. It is rare for a serious housekeeper to give the servants a holiday on this day. If there is no accident, the current courtyard The people below were cheering and celebrating.

This is a rare heavy rain.

But it was not easy for the two people in the room.

Zhou Ci remembered very clearly what would happen after the heavy rain in the original book.

It seems that every important plot point in the original book, and all the misfortunes in July, are accompanied by rain...

"July, let's go back to bed first..." Zhou Ci's gentle palms stroked Qiyue's back regularly.

"Otherwise you'll catch a cold..."

There is no place without dead ends in the world, and corresponding to a superhuman physique is a fatal weakness.

It was written in the book that every time it rains, the protagonist's physique will decrease, even worse than that of ordinary people. In direct proportion to the size of the rain, the protagonist's body is weaker.

Fortunately, after the rain stops, the physique will recover.

July is like a moth controlled by instinct, rushing into Zhou Ci's arms like a moth to a flame. He exhausted his last strength to do this, and he didn't have the courage and strength to do anything else or hear anything up.

His eyes turned black and gray, and there was a sharp humming in his ears, accompanied by the sound of rain, Dou Da's icy and bone-chilling memories hit his mind, reminding him of the unbearable past... ..

"Your female monarch actually gave birth in the rainy night, don't worry, the child born must be a male!"

"Hmph, I didn't expect it to have other uses besides resisting beatings..."

"Congratulations in advance..."

Crash, clatter—boom!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"This--"

"What, what's the matter, an unlucky bastard with black hair and black eyes?"

"Bitch! Did you have an affair with an outsider?!"

"No... no, ah—"

"Shut up! Slut! How could I give birth to such a freak! It must be the bastard of you and other wild men!"

"Stop fighting, no, I only fight with the hero, ah—"

He had never seen his female father since he was born, and heard many people say that his female father was very powerful, and was chosen by his male father by virtue of his power far beyond ordinary people, and married him as the female emperor.

After that, like many males, there were many female servants, and then they beat and scolded at will.

It was said that his female father was an unbeatable "slut", the most resistant to beating among all the females, so naturally he became the one who was beaten most often.

The story of the female father is short.

Was beaten to death after giving birth to herself on a rainy night...

Qiyue's head rested on Zhou Ci's neck, big teardrops rolled down from her eye sockets uncontrollably, flowing down her cheeks, scalding Zhou Ci's neck bitterly and wet.

His tears were more like dripping into Zhou Ci's heart, making his hero's heart ache.

Zhou Ci has never seen July like this. From the first time I saw that person hanging upside down in the dark interrogation room full of bloody smell, even though his body was covered with bruises and bleeding profusely, the resolute and tenacious look on his face was still moving. , like light in the dark night.

Until now, he has seen the smiling faces of children when they are happy, the frowns when they are angry, and the serious eyebrows and eyes when they are studying and training... Even the tears of those few times were only shed by his side.

Thinking about it carefully, Qiyue's tears are always shed for him. Where he can't see, Qiyue is not as strong as an 18-year-old child. Just now, the fear on the boy's face was so obvious, but he still didn't Shed a single tear, only to finally break the embankment after seeing him.

Zhou Ci's palm was warm, drawing upwards from the delicate and flexible shoulders, outlining a young body bone, and then holding the back of the hairy head, rubbing gently, trying to dispel the strong and deep pain spreading from Qiyue's body at this time Hopeless fear.

He has no way to bring the child to the bed now, because as long as he moves slightly, Qiyue's sense of fear and dread will obviously deepen, and he will hug himself more tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, as if...he can't hear at all to what he said.

"Don't be afraid, July...I'm by your side, don't be afraid..." Even knowing that the person in his arms may not be able to hear it for the time being, Zhou Ci still took the trouble to repeat it over and over again.

"Don't be afraid, July..."

Memories were still washing over his mind.

heavy rain.

"Keeping such an unlucky thing will only ruin the atmosphere."

"This thing is the same as his hentai father, hey, it can't be beaten to death, hero, if you sell it to him, it will definitely sell for a good price..."

"Black hair and black eyes... Uh, sir, this is not a good sell even as a slave..."

"Haha, look—"

it hurts......

"...The bleeding stopped so quickly after being stabbed!"

"It turned out to be a piece of jade in the rough. I will give full play to its 'value'."

"You take the money..."

He really hurts, really hurts, why is it like this, why is it black hair and eyes, why does the wound heal so fast, why...

He didn't want it, he didn't want black eyes and hair, he didn't think about it, he didn't mean it.

Everyone was telling him he was guilty and unforgivable.

They said he would bring misfortune, bad luck, misery and injury to those around him.

They said he had killed his female father, that he had frightened the doctor who delivered him, that he was guilty.

Maybe he was guilty, but not that. His crime was that he had black eyes and an immortal body.

This is his sin.

Qiyue's body trembled more and more violently, every hair, nerve, and blood vessel were roaring, mocking, laughing, pity him for being a useless waste, despise him for being born with a sin, unforgivable...

He saw countless weird faces, twisted into various inhuman postures, using the most vicious language, wearing the most ridiculous masks, and leaning towards him.

Die, die.they say.

Stop it, stop it.

Destroy, destroy... Destroy is fine, if everything is reduced to nothing, if everything is reduced to smoke, will it be purified, will it be clean?

all, all...

"July, don't be afraid, I'm..."

Who is speaking?

His eyes and ears have been covered with fog and shackles, covered by a dark force, as if not to let him hear those words.

What power is stopping him, bewitching him, persuading him, lobbying him, using countless gold and silver wealth, high position and weight as bait, let him fall into darkness and abyss, and do more evil things... .

But he wasn't interested.

So that you will no longer be bullied and oppressed, everyone looks up to you, don't you want it...

I want.

July shook her head like crazy.

No, no...something is wrong...

Think of something, he wants to think of something, think of a person, think of something.

Zhou Ci's brows gradually frowned. Qiyue's current state was very strange. She seemed to be struggling and seemed to be compromising. The whole person was in an extremely contradictory state. Her hands and feet were shaking and waving disorderly, as helpless as a lost child. Pitiful.

"Host, the way of heaven in this world is on the right track." The anxious voice of the system came.

Zhou Ci used a little strength to hug Qiyue into his arms, and now Qiyue thinks that his physique and strength are no different from those of children, which just helps him to hold the child deeper in his arms to prevent him from catching a cold.

"what happened?"

"Too many plot points have been changed since we came here... The thunderstorm night in the original book is a very important plot point. The original owner of your body beat him to death and threw him into the back garden on this day. Spending the night in anger and fear of reminiscences, heart-wounded, the main character has been completely dehumanized since then,"

The system turned out the afterimage of the rules: "Afterwards, the protagonist lost all his emotions—now the protagonist is much healthier physically and mentally than in the original book, and Heaven is going to forcibly reverse it, instilling painful memories into the protagonist in an attempt to make him follow the path of the original book."

Zhou Ci's brows were furrowed into a furrow, his neck was wet with July's tears, dripping into his clothes like his own tears: "Then what should we do now?"

The system went crazy: "There is really no way now, the plot is too crooked, Tiandao is also convulsed today, I don't know which muscle is wrong, so I have to come to this world to inspect, those worlds of cultivating immortals can't keep him busy... ...As it is now, we have nothing to do with external forces, maybe you can try to persuade him to let go of some hatred and not be too persistent..."

The system was still muttering, but Zhou Ci couldn't hear anything.

He was still stroking the back of the child's head and whispering in his ear to comfort him, but his heart was wrinkled and sore as if dehydrated.

What to do now, what to pray for...

Let July let go of those hatreds, tell him to be kind, to be brave, not to have resentment towards those who hurt him, to have a compassionate heart, to forgive them...

Are you kidding me?

Even though he himself hated those who hurt the young man to the bone, and wished to burn those bones to ashes, what qualifications did he have to persuade Qiyue to forgive them?

"I don't want..." Zhou Ci murmured.

He hoped that he would ascend the throne in July and trample those damned bastards under his feet.

correct--

"System," Zhou Ci cried out in his heart: "Didn't you say to exchange body|fluid when you told me how to help him restore his hand last time? Now...does it still work?"

The system scratched its head: "You try?"

"My queen, please forgive my subordinates for speaking bluntly. Now that prince doesn't pay attention to you at all, he just treats you as a plaything..."

"If you stay with him in this capacity forever, he will never be able to mark you in this life."

"How can a bastard like him deserve to be with the major general?"

July's teeth were clenched tightly, and her temples were "chugging" as if something was about to jump out.

All the hatred before was not comparable to the overwhelming inferiority pain and fear at this time.

How did he answer...

He ignored the guy who called himself a "subordinate". He told himself that he couldn't hurt Zhou Ci, that he was not qualified to plunder everything Zhou Ci owned, and he didn't want Zhou Ci to hate himself.

But is doing so really the best option?

Can he really be indifferent if he can see Zhou Ci marrying another noble woman with his own eyes...

"Well--"

He felt a familiar breath approaching him, gentle palms caressed his face, soft lips kissed away his tears, and licked his tear stains.

Finally, the man kissed his lips with pity and caress.

It was almost an instinctive reaction, Qiyue's eyes were still darkening, her ears were still buzzing, but without thinking, she began to kiss back frantically, asking for body fluid faster and more violently than the active lips, tasting the sweetness.

He felt the chuckle overflowing from the man's lips and teeth, and the voice was filled with extremely pampering helplessness, which moved his heart to the bone.

He gradually felt that his body was getting warmer, no longer cold or stiff, he was revived from death in the embrace of warmth like spring, and even the sound of rain in his ears gradually dissipated, turning into the lingering friendship between his lips and teeth and water that was louder than the sound of rain Voice.

He kissed too quickly, which made the man a little overwhelmed. He pinched the back of his neck as punishment, but it could only make his desire|desire deeper and his love stronger.

The two kissed like this, the light in the dim room was still off, and the rain outside the window hadn't stopped yet, but the atmosphere was not as cold and gloomy as before, but rather ambiguous in the sound of "tsk tsk" water and sweet breath.

They kissed reluctantly, and they all spoke their hearts silently, feeling each other's heartbeats, beating so fast and so fast, talking about the hidden love to the fullest.

July finally opened her eyes, but she didn't want to open them.

He wanted to close his eyes and pretend to be sick to let Zhou Ci continue to kiss him, but he couldn't help but open his eyes to see.

Look at his hero's beautiful blue eyes with water, look at his hair that is a little sweaty after being kissed by him, look at his long and thick eyelashes, look at his neck soaked by himself , and then again the secret pleasure of profane his god.

He wants to go further, to go further, to build a closer relationship with him, to embrace him completely...

"...Well...don't be afraid, I'm..." Zhou Ci didn't notice the evil wolf's intentions, and while kissing, he still comforted with a vague voice, rubbing his hands gently The back of a anxious child's head.

July was shocked.

He finally heard clearly the words that the man had been comforting him in his ear just now.

Closing her eyes in July, she kissed Zhou Ci deeply again.

He compromised, and maybe it was good...

That's it, being lingering with him like this, as long as he values ​​himself and cares about himself, can touch him, hug him, and kiss him, that's enough...

He's not that pitiful either, at least he still has Zhou Ci.

As long as you don't abandon me.

Otherwise, I don't know what I would do.......

The system finally breathed a sigh of relief when it saw that Qiyue had regained its sanity, and saw the two of them flirting with each other without any surprises, and started to work with a disdainful "hum" in their hearts.

It checked the protagonist's various numerical panels one by one, and was surprised to find that the outrageous malicious value towards the world in the original book had become the emotional blackening value?

Emotional blackening value It has been said by seniors that it seems to be something similar to obsession with a lover. Well, the protagonist has no one he likes. No matter how much this value is, it should be useless... .

The system looked at the 70.00% emotional blackening value and smiled, and went offline with satisfaction.

The author has something to say:

System: From a yellow face to a nonchalant one, you don't want to know what I went through :)