How to survive by dressing as a villain male

Zhou Ci was completely stunned at this time, and in an instant, such a beautiful and delicious appearance of July, which he had never seen before, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if setting a rare food feast in front of a traveler who had been hungry for several days. Make him unresponsive.

The dripping water on the lengthy hair is already pleasing to the eye, coupled with the young man's seductive exhalation...

He couldn't help being stiff all over, and his numb palm was easily held by Qiyue——

Like a vegetarian monk meets a dystocia goblin.

"Zhou Ci..." Qiyue blushed almost to the point of bleeding—even when the two of them hadn't had any quarrel before, he had never made such a bold move in front of Zhou Ci, let alone wearing such a suit. A half-naked piece of clothing intentionally touched him...

But he really couldn't help it. When he thought of the coldness in the green eyes of the man when he turned his head just now, it almost froze him to the bone, and his heart felt as painful as a knife.

So now is the most direct and most effective way.

He knows Zhou Ci best and knows how soft his heart is. Usually, he only needs to act like a baby and the other party will not refuse anything, and he will give whatever he has.If he just pretends to be a little sick, he can't wait to snatch all the doctors from Zongxing to treat him...

If Zhou Ci really annoys him because of these and other offenses, and doesn't like him, it doesn't matter, then he can change it. Today, Zhou Ci doesn't resist whatever he wants to do with him, no matter how he bullies him...

July made up her mind that he must be very obedient, and she would never embarrass Zhou Ci again.

The little prince's tender white knuckles were grasped one by one by Qiyue, and his index finger was controlled to hook the dragon tail ring that he personally put on for the boy.

The boy was clamped by this delicate ring, his chest heaved slightly, his eyes were full of impatience, and he looked at Zhou Ci with a blushing face as if he was about to cry.

The cold slight tingling unique to the dragon tail ring was transmitted to the fingertips with a rough touch, like a solid and reliable gate, which was suddenly opened following the touch, and a flood of memories flooded into his mind, telling him all about him. Memories that are already deep in my bones that I don't want to recall now.

The scene of how to use those two rings in the past to make the boy tremble because of his intimacy overlaps with the present...

Zhou Ci took a breath, his blue eyes seemed to contain water, and there was a faint light beating in the green lake water, which inspired him to take another step forward.

This is what he misses and loves in his heart day and night, the only lover in this world who walks into his heart.

But what is more important than those good things?Did you forget it?

Can you really accept the ending of his tragic death on the street?

"No..." The voice in his heart shouted frantically to remind him!

His eyes widened suddenly, and he finally struggled out of the hesitant swamp, his blue eyes suddenly turned dark green, revealing the determination and pain hidden in his eyes that no one else could detect.

Zhou Ci used a lot of strength to break free from Qiyue's hand, and pulled it out of the ring in a panic. He used great force this time, and the young man who was originally full of charm was unprepared, and was brought into the arms of that person all at once.

Following this impact, the small and delicate ring was deeply embedded in the boy's body again. It was hard to tell if it was pain or itching. He had no choice but to put his chin on Zhou Ci's shoulder in a muffled voice, and rubbed against the man's neck in attachment.

Zhou Ci's heart was unavoidable again, and he reflexively trembled in the day-to-day habits. The palm of his hand was obviously about to caress the young man's red-hot back in the next moment, but he stopped after all-this time, he had already made up his mind. Determination.

"Zhou Ci..."

"Go down."

what?

What is he saying?

"Don't make me say it a second time," Zhou Ci's blue eyes were as cold as a cicada, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, no different from the little prince who flaunted himself at the beginning and didn't care about anyone.

"......slave."

......

The moment his voice fell, Qiyue suddenly became deaf in both ears, and the whole world became silent in an instant. The pitch-black ink color was like substance, starting from the air in the nasal cavity, seeping into the blood, and fading away immediately Along with the bloody and pale face, it flowed out of his limbs and entangled in his heart, making him unable to breathe.

July unconsciously stepped back and leaned against the door.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he couldn't even open his lips.

What is he going to say?What is he going to ask again?

He was a slave in the first place, wasn't he?He just called out his own name, nothing to be sad, it should be like this from the beginning, it was because he crossed the line and forgot his duty and couldn't blame others...

July's pitch-black pupils showed a rare look of confusion, and her hands still unconsciously trembled as she caressed her heart.

But why is it still so painful?

"...Go out and don't come to my room again,"

A cold voice came: "Remember your duty, remember what you should do."

Qiyue staggered and stood up against the wall. He wanted to close his eyes, but he was afraid that tears would flow out of his eyes in disobedience, so he just looked at the floor in a funny way, nodded his head a few times, tried his best to cover up his sobs, and groaned in embarrassment. leave the room.

"boom--"

The door is closed.

"..." Tears filled his eyes, covering the gradually blurred world, and then dripped to the ground with the sound of "click", making the world he loathed gradually clear before his eyes.

Qiyue couldn't control herself anymore, she slid to the ground leaning on the door that he could no longer enter, with broken sobs and painful low sobs in her throat.

The icy coolness of the porcelain stone floor went up to the bottom of my heart along the white toes and a large piece of bare and slender legs, turning into cold tears and dripping on the ground.

The shirt is very thin, leaving the warmth of the room, and can no longer protect his body in the corridor, he can only make his trembling shoulders shrink from the low temperature, and the exposed clothes are even more open, as if laughing at his incongruity. within our means.

He curled himself up at the door, he didn't know whether he was being stubborn with himself or immersed in the memories of the past, his thin back was pressed against the door behind him, but he whimpered like a small animal from time to time, but he stubbornly refused to leave for a long time.

Ever since the child heard Zhou Ci's low and cold voice, he didn't dare to look up at that person again, for fear of seeing Zhou Ci's impatient and bored expression - that would really drive him crazy.

But now I regret it again.

perhaps......

He bowed his head.

Maybe it would be good to take another look at that time... I really have never seen Zhou Ci like that...

It wasn't until seeing the young man locked outside the door with his own eyes that Zhou Ci let out a sigh of relief, stroked his forehead and wanted to go back to the bed, but couldn't lift the slightest bit of strength.

He leaned his head back against the door, and slowly slid down to the floor - there was only one door separating him from the young man outside.

"Did I...do something wrong?"

"...You are right," the system said in a low voice, without any intention of joking, comforting: "This method has the highest success rate after the analysis of the main system, and the method with the least physical damage to the protagonist."

"...it's good for both of you, and it's going to solve the problem without bloodshed."

no no no...

Zhou Ci shook her head, covering her forehead in pain, all memories intertwined.

There were times when I saw a boy for the first time, there were ordinary days where the two of you watered flowers and cooked together, and there were times when you were in a chaotic rainy night, in a clear day, in a corner outside the feasting, amidst the hustle and bustle of people. During the auction, they kissed tirelessly again and again, from the beginning of making excuses to the end of forgetting themselves, they were really as intimate and sweet as a couple...

He thought he was wrong.

He should have been like this from the very beginning, keeping an attitude of neither far nor near, and shouldn't have done all this to drag the unknowing July into the water...

It was me who was moved by his attachment time and time again and his sincerity, but in the end it was still me who was forced to betray him.

He is a scum.

Even if the dust settled in the end and the plot came to an end, I would be ashamed to see his child again.

Sleepless all night, the two spent a difficult night in a world without each other, their hearts went from pain to numbness, and their thoughts went from wavering to firm.

It's just that one is determined to get closer, and the other is even more determined to leave.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Ci woke up on the floor. He was still heartbroken last night. There was no pain anywhere from head to toe, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. However, he still refused the system's temporary loan. He suggested some strength, and sat on the floor for nearly a night, only waking up at dawn.

These days, he was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, and he didn't get enough sleep for a week, and his body was very tired. He originally planned to take advantage of the end of work yesterday and have a good night's rest with his children......

He gave a low wry smile, went to the bathroom with dark eyes and took a brief wash - since the child got awkward that day, he fired all the Yanu who served him at home, and asked July to wash him every day, and then he Feeling awkward, I finally learned to wash my body with this waste of firewood, but most of the time the two of them are still responsible for the fun...

Zhou Ci couldn't describe the bitterness in his heart. After washing and getting dressed, he froze for a while, and then pushed open the door with somewhat vain steps.

The door of the room was a puddle of water-stained damp.

Almost instantly, the picture of a child sitting here crying all night appeared in front of my eyes as if in reality...

"He... did he sit here all night last night?" Zhou Ci couldn't sleep all night, his voice was low and hoarse, covering his churning heart under his pretendingly flat voice.

The system was silent: "...I'm sorry, I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would be soft-hearted, so what you did before would be useless, and all previous efforts would be wasted—"

"No." Zhou Ci mumbled, "I'm not blaming you."

He was just confirming, just confirming...

"How about the current plot line..." Zhou Cixin asked, lowering her head and slowly walking down the stairs.

"I have treated him like that, he must hate me now..."

A person who doesn't give his partner any title, but does everything except the last step, abandons him, uses him, and puts such a shameful brand on the partner who has always loved deeply and has no regrets...

How much July should hate herself now.

Ha, if he saw such a scumbag, he would spit on him a few times and punch him a few times to relieve his anger.

But that scumbag is himself.

System: "Part of the plot line is judged according to the strength of the protagonist's will to treason, host, the value in that column—" is still 0.

Before the system finished speaking, it was interrupted by the scene in front of it.

Qiyue was wearing the uniform overalls worn by the servants of the Worm Palace. The gray clothes would look gray on others, but on him it fit perfectly to outline a youthful body, with flexible shoulders in the depths of the body. Under the gray blouse, he is depicted as handsome and beautiful, and the ribbon at the waist, which is convenient for hanging tools, is even more suitable to hold the waist tightly.

The ribbon was stretched, and it just fell between the two very coincident circles, making people watch the throat roll.

He didn't look like someone who came to clean up chores, but more like someone who came to serve people somewhere.

Qiyue knelt at Zhou Ci's feet, deliberately stretched out her delicate and fair neck, raised her chin, and her chin was slightly close to Zhou Ci's hand, as if waiting to be caressed, a whole blue-gray domestic dog.

There was a bright smile on the corner of his mouth——

"Master, good morning."

Since I am a slave, you are naturally the master... right?

The author has something to say:

a long time later:

July (blush): At that time, you insisted on playing this kind of game with me, so tell me earlier~

Zhou Ci (bows his head for a kiss and then chuckles): It's you who are thinking about it all day long, why blame me?