How to survive by dressing as a villain male

"He didn't eat today?" Zhou Ci took off his coat and handed it to the butler beside him.

After that rainy day, both he and the system realized that the plot was on the right track, and there were more and more things to prepare.

These days, he spent almost all his time in the military camp. It can be said that he was too busy to touch the ground, but the result was quite satisfactory. Through these days of hard work, his major general power was finally gradually and truly transferred to his hands. The ministers and his two elder brothers were stunned.

I believe that it won't be long before he wins over a few local snakes, and he will be able to enrich and strengthen an army of his own.

As a doctor on the earth in the 21st century, he is best at treating diseases but not these things. Naturally, he cannot achieve the current situation by himself. He has turned to the system for many military aircraft processing times. There was a breakthrough in time.

The next thing he has to worry about is how to transfer the military strength he has accumulated to Qiyue without making the child suspicious.

But before that day came, he heard a report from his subordinates that Qiyue was not in good spirits these days and didn't eat much.

"Yes, major general, counting today, about three days."

The butler tied his tie neatly and folded his coat neatly.

"What is probably?"

Zhou Ci's face turned cold.

"What is about a few days? He is the only slave of the major general now. Can you take responsibility for a little mistake? They have no brains and eyes, and you are the same as a housekeeper?!"

The butler listened tremblingly, thinking that the little prince has been all-powerful in the political arena recently, why is he still like a child at home, just a slave...

Zhou Ci frowned slightly: "Won't you persuade him if he can't eat? Give him more tricks and coax him to eat something."

The housekeeper is full of black lines, whoever sees the slave who is full of evil spirits when delivering the food to the room is not afraid, and even persuaded him to coax him... It would be nice not to frighten the shit out of him in front of him... .

What's more, this evil spirit is not easy to deal with people. Last time the cook delivered food and knocked on the door for an hour before he said "I don't want to eat"...

Even though he was slandering in his heart, the butler still nodded and said that he would try his best to do it next time.

Zhou Ci sighed, and walked to the kitchen a few steps: "...Major General Ben should come in person."

He counted some of the ingredients in the kitchen. He was a little worried that the child was hungry, so he wanted to be quick and made a simple creamy beef pasta, adding a lot of chopped parsley, which looked quite appetizing.

It was hot outside today, Zhou Ci thought about it when he walked out of the kitchen, and took another bowl of ice cream from the freezer.

"Knock-"

"July, it's me." Zhou Ci said with a smile.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a rush of footsteps coming from the room, and after a while, the door was opened with a "snap", and the next second, the furry head burrowed into Zhou Ci's arms.

"I miss you so much, Zhou Ci." The child's voice was full of joy at seeing his sweetheart, but a little dull, "I haven't seen you for many days..."

Zhou Ci likes to hear the child call himself Zhou Ci softly. He touched Qiyue's head, but he couldn't say anything consoling. Recently, with the development of the plot, all kinds of forces have begun to probe, if nothing unexpected. .....the next few days will still be very busy......

"Go in first, July." He smiled, thinking bitterly in his heart, if the hero of your family is not at home, he will fight for you so that you can live a better life in the future.

"Do you think the current situation looks like the one on your earth?" The system looked at the data and watched the show: "That's the one, the husband is working hard outside to earn money for the family? The kind that has to hand in the salary card ?”

"Get out!" Zhou Ci cursed in his heart, this grievance system has no good words: "Also, don't eat melon seeds in my head all day, it's too noisy."

"Crack, click——" the system knocked the melon seeds flavored by the Youth Health System in its mouth, and took another pack of melon seeds that smelled like a Trojan horse virus, and ignored Zhou Ci's resistance: "This taste is quite strong, do you want some?"

Zhou Ci: ...I want to try it too.

Qi Yue was buried in Zhou Ci's arms so that Zhou Ci couldn't see his face clearly, so naturally he didn't notice Qi Yue's momentary stiffness when he avoided the child's words.

Is it really that busy?Can't you go home and stay with me...

Buried in Zhou Ci's arms, the young man seemed to be rubbing affectionately, but in fact he was flapping his nose to catch the smell of other females. After confirming that his male son had only his own breath from the hair to the fingertips, he finally opened his mouth. He happily raised a smiling face.

He took Zhou Ci's wrist and went straight to his big bed. He looked anxious, as if the young couple who had just met were going to do something embarrassing, which made people laugh. Jiang couldn't help but tap his head.

"Why are you running on the bed? You don't know how many days you haven't eaten?"

Qiyue pursed her mouth, the dog's eyes were slumped, her head tilted, and she glanced at the plate of pasta with some displeasure: "I don't want to waste the time with Zhou Ci to eat."

He shook Zhou Ci's hand, like a coquettish little milk dog: "I'll wait for you to leave before eating, okay?"

After that rainy night, he originally wanted to drag his male son and use this reason to get tired of it for a few more days every day, but for some reason, Zhou Ci suddenly became busy recently, every time he passed by other servants You will all hear that Zhou Ci sent his subordinates to put down some rebellion, and said some suggestions in front of the Zonghuang to attract the Zonghuang's joy, and what powers and rewards he got because of the Zonghuang's joy... ..

What is Zhou Ci doing recently? Is she becoming more and more excellent outside, with more and more beauties, more and more, no longer needing herself...

He couldn't bear it, but there was nothing he could do.

Zhou Ci put the pasta on the table, and handed a pair of chopsticks to the kid over there who was still in a daze: "I have a rest today, and I won't go anywhere else in the afternoon. I will stay with you."

For some reason, he felt that there was something wrong with Qiyue's state. When he went out before, he had never seen a child who was out of his mind like today. Why is he so unhappy now.

So clingy.

He sat on the long sofa seat and took the child over, only to realize that he couldn't touch a few pieces of flesh in his hands, and he was a little annoyed that the shoulders that had been hard-fought to grow stronger were thinner again.

Zhou Ci rubbed the back of Qiyue's neck distressedly. This is a deadly point for people with high force values, and they would not be touched easily. Kneading looks very comfortable.

"Fool," Zhou Ci said softly, "What's going on recently? You're so disobedient, why don't you eat? Hmm? Do you want to be taught a lesson by me?"

His words are pure threats. When did he teach Qiyue a lesson?

Qiyue paused invisibly, and just heard Zhou Ci say that the joy of being with him all afternoon also dissipated, and he turned around and asked: "...Zhou Ci, how long will you be busy? ?”

He looked at Zhou Ci without blinking, caring about the other party's answer.

"It's hard to say..." Looking at the child's dark pupils, Zhou Ci somehow felt guilty, as if he really looked like the homeless husband the system said.

He recalled the plot in the book. If it really followed the original timeline, he would have to be busy until the child and Adou had a real connection in military activities, and then he would have to transfer the military power. In that case, it would take more than a year up.

He didn't think he would need it for so long, but he hoped it would last longer.

In the end, what kind of appearance and posture will I and Qiyue meet again?One is the abandoned prince of the old country, and the other is the new hero of the uprising army...

At that time, will I be able to change the fate of my body so that I will no longer die unexpectedly...

Seeing that Zhou Ci didn't answer in July, his heart became more and more sour, his head hurt a little, it seemed that the shadow in the dark place was expanding, which made his heart ache...

He finally lowered his head and picked up the wrist pasta, and ate it without taste.

Zhou Ci recalled the plot of the original novel, and his heart became more and more heavy. He didn't come back to his senses until he heard the sound of eating noodles in July, so he couldn't help laughing a little self-deprecatingly.

He's already prepared, isn't he, no matter whether he will meet in battle or not, no matter whether he can only be displaced in the future, no matter what happens in the future... At least at this moment, his beloved is safe and can eat a bowl of himself Is there a happier time than now with steaming hot noodles made by yourself?

The flowers can be folded straight and must be folded.

At least for now, they are carefree and affectionate.

"Is it delicious?" Zhou Ci propped his chin and looked at Qiyue with a smile.

Those blue eyes shone warm and bright in the slightly drunken afternoon sun.

"...Delicious." Looking into those eyes, Qiyue cheered up a little, and replied sincerely, the appetite that had been lacking for a long time also recovered, and she ate a little faster.

He really thought it was delicious.

"That's for sure, Major General Ben did it himself." Zhou Ci added with raised eyebrows.

Startled, Qiyue slowed down in an instant. She didn't gobble up as if she was eating just now, but chewed slowly like a high-class gourmet, as if she wanted to taste the taste of each noodle.

Zhou Ci laughed out loud.

This stinky boy, how could he please him so much.

"Eat whatever you want, I'll make more for you in the future."

Watching Qiyue finish eating the noodles slowly, Zhou Ci opened the lid of the ice cream and realized that she forgot to bring a spoon.

July stopped the cleanliness little prince from going downstairs to find a spoon, blinked his dark eyes: "Zhou Ci, we can dig and eat."

"what?"

Zhou Ci was puzzled.

As if succeeding in July, she lowered her head and laughed muffledly, stretched out her hand and poked her fingers into the ice cream, the cold touch flowed down her fingertips into her limbs and bones, bringing a rare coolness in the hot summer.

The young man's knuckles were bright white, and a piece of milky ice cream fell on his fingertips, like a butterfly falling off a branch.

"Try it first, Zhou Ci."

The milky white butterfly was handed to the little prince's red lips.

Zhou Ci was stunned for a moment, thinking that the Zerg were so informal, looked at it with lowered eyebrows, tentatively stuck out the tip of the bright red tongue, tasted the sweetness of the cream, and then started to move, the flexible lips and tongue swept away the ice cream, Leaving behind the sweet coolness between the lips and teeth and the whiteness of the lips that were too late to lick.

"It's delicious." Zhou Ci smiled.

Qiyue kept silent, looked down at the white ice cream that had melted on her fingertips, and then saw the white water on the red lips of the opposite person, her throat tightened suddenly, and her eyes were suddenly painted deep black.

He scooped out another spoonful this time, and this time he dug it out with two fingers, and the ice cream doubled in size. The sunlight by the window gave the ice cream a golden look, as if it had been sprinkled with gold.

Handing it to his lips again, the simple little lamb on the opposite side tasted the sweetness last time. This time, without hesitation and defenselessness, he opened his mouth wide to take the cold ice cream in one mouthful, tasting the smoothness and richness of the cream melting in his mouth.

This was followed by a third scoop, this time larger than the last, and wrapped in a beautiful blueberry, sweet and sour, it looked delicious.

"I can't eat it." Zhou Ci tilted her head.

"You can eat." Qiyue's voice was very dry, and she stared at Zhou Ci without blinking.

The sweet ice cream came to his lips with three fingers irresistible. The sun was too strong, and the ice cream was dripping down. Zhou Ci was afraid of wasting it, so he took another sip Bite up.

It's a pity that his mouth is too small, the piece of ice cream is a quarter of the size of the whole bowl, it's too cold, and it's too big, it got stuck in his mouth like a big ice cube .

I can't taste the sweetness anymore, only the bone-chilling cold is left, which froze Zhou Ci to death.

"Uh...too..." Zhou Ci frowned and said vaguely, trying hard to eat such a grating ice cream, but unfortunately the melting sweet water of the ice cream was still uncontrollably mixed with saliva flowing from his lips, With a white sweetness.

"......I'll help you."

July's breathing became deeper, and her fingers moved slightly with the piece of ice cream that had not melted, using the freezing temperature to plunder Zhou Ci's mouth with a knife and gun, and the speed tended to become faster.

How could Zhou Ci not realize that this stinky kid was teasing him at this time, but his mouth was full of ice cream, which dripped down the corners of his lips helplessly and pitifully, leaving only a trace of water after the creamy ice cream melted, and then No energy to resist.

The last damn piece of ice cream finally melted, before Zhou Ci got angry, a pair of fiery and dry lips kissed him, absorbing the sweetness and coldness left by the ice cream in his mouth, making him Lips and tongues that have been numb from the cold are revived.

It's as if the aftertaste of creamy taste is brought by the hot lips now.

Zhou Ci realized that those lips were trembling uncertainly, as if he was afraid that he would resist, and the kiss was not too hard.

That's right, they have no reason to kiss now, and Qiyue is not injured or mentally damaged.

Why are they kissing?

But Zhou Ci still didn't resist, instead she held the back of Qiyue's head and deepened the fiery kiss with a coldness.

Fuck "why".Zhou Ci closed his eyes.

He seems to be used to it, and they are used to it, exchanging with each other's passionate love through the medium of lips and tongues.

It's a pity that this kind of silence not only can't make the love dull, but it's more like brewing red wine that can't be opened. It only waits for the day when it is really opened. The fragrance and sweetness can no longer be resisted.

The author has something to say:

Hey, they are so tired

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