How to survive by dressing as a villain male

There was no one in the empty living room at this time, but the slightly thin boy knelt down at the stairs and did nothing else. After saying hello, he looked at Zhou Ci with a faint smile.

July seldom smiles, most of the time he is not even smiling, but just bends the corners of his mouth, but now his eyes are curled up like crescent moons, his obsidian-like eyes are shining, and he kneels there in a breeze, really It seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world, and his entire being belonged to Zhou Ci, and there was only that one person left in his eyes.

He smiled nicely, but the result was destined to disappoint him. The person who had been kneeling and waiting at the stairs since waking up in the early morning just glanced at him, and then walked past him as if nothing had happened.

July's smile froze for a moment.

He walked forward on his knees, his voice didn't seem to change, and he was still smiling, as if yesterday was just an ordinary night and nothing happened.

But the force released when holding Zhou Ci's wrist exposed his panic.

"Master... let's eat before going to work."

Zhou Ci suffered from insomnia last night and woke up without the slightest appetite. Besides, how could he be able to eat when he was still in such a state in July?

"Don't eat." He said lightly, and continued to walk forward.

"...Master, if you don't eat in the morning, your stomach will hurt..." Zhou Ci's hands were wrapped by the slave's hands, and a worried plea came from his ear: "Eat some ..."

That "you" stung Zhou Ci's ears.

"I said I won't eat—" He could no longer stand here like a log, listening to Qiyue speak to him in such a humble voice, and the pain caused by beating his heart in such a tone was worse than the thorn in the flesh | The pain was several times stronger.

Zhou Ci made up his mind and waved his hand away, but he hasn't had a drop of water since noon yesterday. After months of hard work and lack of sleep last night, his body is already weak under the pressure of overuse.

At this time, I just waved my hand vigorously, and it seemed that I had turned on the exhaustion button. With this force, the nauseating dizziness eroded my mind, and the strength of my whole body seemed to be taken away, and I could no longer support it. Hold the body, and wait until you come back to your senses, just leaning on the young man's body.

Qiyue was terrified, and almost trembling, he circled the person in his arms to detect it. After knowing that it was due to excessive fatigue, he was relieved, but still did not dare to completely let go, and slowly helped Zhou Ci to the seat. All are red.

He caressed Zhou Ci's blue and black lower eye sockets, and begged in a low voice: "Master, please eat, please..."

Zhou Ci's temples were twitching and painful, and his stomach was overwhelmed and he had no appetite. He knew that the current state must be miserable, and the child must be worried...

Heh... I really am, I have more success than failure.

"Okay, don't put on such a look...", Zhou Ci pretended to be impatient and waved away Qiyue's hand: "...I'll eat something..."

Hearing that, Qiyue breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to take out some meals and snacks he had just made at the right time—the cup was filled with the iced blueberries that Xinyalan just shipped yesterday, squeezed into juice and put some heart sugar Just an appetizer and a boost of energy - no technical stuff, as for the meal...  

He looked nervously at the Yangchun noodles he made. He added some wagyu beef and green vegetables. Maybe it can no longer be called Yangchun noodles, but it was also for the sake of nutrition.

With a table full of beautiful things in front of him, Zhou Ci could almost tell at a glance that the appearance of the bowl of noodles was definitely not made by the chef in the kitchen.

So this fool squatted outside his door all night yesterday, and appeared in front of him the next day just to make him breakfast before he left...

Zhou Ci sat there silently, staring at the ugly bowl of noodles without blinking, unable to move his chopsticks for a long time——

He overestimated himself, he couldn't sit here and eat with peace of mind.

After putting all the things in order, July came to Zhou Ci's calf and knelt down again. When he found that Zhou Ci was not moving the tableware, he was just staring at the food in a daze, and his heart sank, worrying that Zhou Ci's health would really go wrong if he didn't eat.

"Master..." A soft voice came from beside his feet.

Zhou Ci still didn't move, so the gray noble dog next to his legs moved. The puppy spread his legs and clamped his ankles, and sat on the little prince's instep, with his upper body almost attached to it, as if he was pulling the limp dog. His belly was lifted, and he rubbed against his master's calf, making a contented grunt.

Zhou Ci's whole body stiffened instantly, the smell in the air, the touch of the breeze... It seemed that everything disappeared at this moment, and he could only feel the warmth of that person from the tip of his toes to his entire calf body temperature.

His cheeks were a little red, and he frowned in disgust and wanted to pull his legs out, but even with a slight movement of his toes, the cheeks of Qiyue who was attached to his legs turned red, his whole body was wrapped tighter, and sobs overflowed from his throat panting, as if reprimanding the master for his cold heart.

Zhou Ci's body visibly paused, and he didn't dare to move for a moment.

The current appearance of July inevitably reminded Zhou Ci of the little female cat he raised in the original world.

That cat is usually not clingy at all, always ignoring him and refusing to call him, but the year-long indifference will melt away in spring, and when it is in heat, it will just meow tirelessly all day long Meow.

Especially contrary to his usual noble, glamorous and unapproachable appearance, when he sees Zhou Ci, he will hug his calf as he does now, and when Zhou Ci bumps it with his foot in a joking mood, his whole body is fluffy. His small body was trembling, and he would bark very loudly and sweetly, making Zhou Ci blush... exactly the same as the current appearance in July...

Seeing that Zhou Ci no longer tried to get rid of him in July, he couldn't help but go too far - he knew that the most important thing he should do now was to maintain a standard that Zhou Ci could accept, to be intimacy appropriately...but After all, he still couldn't help it, couldn't help bullying him further.

His heart was trembling, he wrapped his hands around Zhou Ci's calf, lightly rested his chin on the man's round knee, rubbed his chin slightly wickedly, then pressed his lips against his knees, The fabric kisses almost soaking wet...

"Well......!"

Zhou Ci was caught in this way unexpectedly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he felt his whole body burning from the soles of his feet to his mind. He frowned, ignored the slave's babbling, and ruthlessly threw the goblin away with his scalp numb. .

The expensive dog's hair was thrown a little messy, and the dog's eyes were still shining with water, looking at Zhou Ci both puzzled and tempted.

"You haven't finished, system." Zhou Ci calmed down and asked in a deep voice.

"Oh..." the system murmured, "The completion of the plot is judged by the protagonist's strong will to treason..."

"Still, it's 0..."

He took a deep breath.

Zhou Ci lowered her eyes coldly, stretched out her hand suddenly, and clasped Qiyue's chin tightly with great strength——

He looked into Qiyue's eyes completely with himself.

Qiyue stared at him blankly, her heart beating violently.

The force coming from the chin was very strong, and he could tell that this was Zhou Ci's maximum strength, but unfortunately, for him, the pain caused by such force was very little.

But just relying on this bit of pain, he couldn't restrain himself from feeling a kind of pleasure that burst into his bone marrow and exploded into his mind.

He was very excited, I don't know why, he was very excited - to be treated like this by Zhou Ci.

"What do you look like now?" He whispered sarcastically.

"What are you mine again?"

"...dogs? Slaves? Guards? Nanny? Cooks? Or... lords?"

When he finished speaking the last word, he clearly felt the boy's arousal.

Yes, he wants to be his mistress.

"You don't even deserve it, understand?"

"Now, you don't even have the qualifications to be used by me."

Zhou Ci smiled and patted the boy's fair face.This was a very insulting action, and his delicate and tender cheeks instantly turned slightly swollen red.

Qiyue licked her lips, without blinking her eyes, and looked straight at Zhou Ci like that.

He felt his temples throbbing with excitement.

"I didn't raise you to make you a cook and kneel like a dog..."

"Raising you is for myself."

"Be my knife, my gun, and die for me when necessary."

"Otherwise, your existence is meaningless."

"understand?"

July knocked her head heavily on the ground.

"...Master, I understand."

He raised his eyes with fanaticism: "If necessary, I will die for you."

Zhou Ci felt that something was wrong, he was trying to stimulate the young man to make the young man unwilling and resentful... What now...

July sighed softly...die for him...he really likes this home, but now—

"Master...I will train hard..."

"What do you call yourself?" Zhou Ci narrowed his eyes slightly.

"...Slave will train hard," Qiyue changed her title politely, "You... have something to eat first?"

Zhou Ci felt defeated as if his fist had hit the cotton.

When he looks at the boy now, he doesn't even need to ask, the plot line value of that damned rebellion must be his|fucking 0, how could it be like this...

How could he, how could he...

Zhou Ci's eyes were full of confusion.

Why don't you hate me...

Zhou Ci sneered: "Heh... the food made by a lowly slave, this major general will never eat in his life."

His words directly pierced Qiyue's heart, the child was rarely stunned, did not speak, bowed his head and retreated before going to the basement for additional training.

Until seeing Qiyue leave with his own eyes, Zhou Ci finally leaned back on the seat as if he lost his strength, and it seemed that there was still residual heat from Qiyue's body just now on his calf.

What exactly to do...

The system looked at the still huge "0" and scratched its head, not knowing how to comfort Zhou Ci.

After a while, Zhou Ci seemed to think of something, and sat up straight in a jerk, looking nervously at the bowl of noodles the child made just now.

Due to the long time, the already poor-looking noodles have been soaked and swollen, and the soup has been absorbed. The wilted vegetable leaves are mixed with the mushy Wagyu beef.

Zhou Ci picked up the chopsticks and picked up the noodles. The noodles were too soft to be added, but his expression remained unchanged, and he still stuffed the already cold noodles into his mouth one by one.

The noodles are cold, but the teardrops rolling down the eyes are hot and hot.

Huge teardrops dripped into the face and turned into ice cold, but were sent into Zhou Ci's mouth in the next second.

The little prince ate the cold rice and soft noodles that he had never eaten since he came here. After thinking about it, children still don't know how to cook, otherwise, why would this bowl of noodles taste so bitter...

After putting on the training clothes in July, I adjusted the data on my own at the plum blossom pile. I stayed there all morning, and when I came out, I was covered in blood, and the sweat mixed with blood dripped down the curve of my body.

There was no expression on his face, and he looked calm and breezy.

Recently, the energy ball sent to him by Zhou Ci has become more pure and smoother, and his mental power is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. A wound of this magnitude would have killed him half a month ago. His life, but now it is only scary to look at him, but it will actually return to normal in less than half an hour.

And his next goal is to get out of the plum blossom pile without any damage.

A Dou is waiting for him in the training room.

Qiyue picked up two daggers, turned them around in his hands, then bent down slightly, his eyes were heavy, and he assumed a posture of fighting spirit, the blood gushing out from several wounds on his clothes added another Cold and murderous.

"Let's begin." July said.

But A Dou stood in that shadow for a long time, when Qiyue was full of impatience, he knelt on the ground with a "plop" and spoke.

"The female master..." The voice was suppressed and muffled.

"Master, it's like this now...do you still want to compromise?"

Qiyue's hand holding the dagger tightened.

"There will be no results with him like this. He just treats you like a dog and a tool. He doesn't care about your life or death now. He just uses you!!"

"You really don't understand?!"

"A person like him will not take anything seriously. Even if you really die for him in the future, he will not leave a single trace of you in his heart—"

"Haven't you realized it now? Royal families like them have no heart!!"

"Shut up—" Qiyue yelled angrily, an afterimage flashed by, and the tip of the short sword pointed at A Dou's throat.

"I think I know what kind of person he is."

Adou raised his head sharply.

"But I would like to."

"I just want to do this, I want to be his handy tool, a dog that only listens to him."

"something wrong?"

A Dou gritted his teeth and said, "You won't."

The light in July's eyes is slightly condensed——

"You will never be willing to be just his tool. You have the blood of the former queen on your body, and you were born to be the embodiment of plunder and possession. You were born like this..."

A Dou's chest trembled, and he smiled: "Wait until that person really has someone else, a female who cares more than you..."

"At that time, you won't let it go, I promise."

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July blackening progress: 0%

Zhou Ci (muttering): I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it...

The garbage system is killing me! :)