How to survive by dressing as a villain male

After finishing his orders, Zhou Ci had no interest in staying with this smiling fox any longer, and coldly put down the sentence "General Jin Bo can do it himself" and walked to the door of the study, intending to leave.

But as soon as the door was opened, a person who never thought of it appeared at the door.

Qiyue's face was paler than ever before, even when Zhou Ci pushed him away that night, he was never so distraught——

"Where are you going...?" A low voice mourned, the suppressed voice concealing the infinite anxiety and violence in his mood.

The manic depression that wanted to tear everything apart made his heart go up and down, and the water pump was about to explode.

Qiyue was thinking about it downstairs just now, but after all, she still felt that the blond-haired female had malicious intentions, so she came to guard the door of the study worriedly, thinking that if there was any abnormal noise inside, she would rush in by herself.

Anyway, I can't let Zhou Ci be touched by such a yellow-haired trash...

Unexpectedly, the first sentence I heard when I came here was that Zhou Ci was going to the southeast in the future?

Qiyue couldn't help but grab the corner of Zhou Ci's clothes, with a smile that was uglier than crying, and the knuckles holding the corners of the clothes turned blue and white.

"Where are you going?" He asked again, this time his voice was no longer trembling, and he asked calmly, his dark pupils almost sucked Zhou Ci in, although they were moist, they had an unstoppable force. Hysterical momentum.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed more aggressive and frantic inquiries.

when to go?why go?What are you going to do after you go?

with whom?how to get to?With him, or with yourself?

If you leave, what will I do, what will you ask me to do...

Zhou Ci's throat was a little dry. He didn't expect that this sentence would happen to be heard by Qiyue.

When he went to the southeast, what he was thinking about was a long, long time to come. He waited until July to rebel and the plot line of the book was settled. At that time, if July was willing to let him live, he would go to the southeast by himself, although he might not be like a prince. You can also use your own medical skills to live a small life and help the Zerg civilians ruled by July to be healthier, which can be regarded as helping July.

But he also knew that he would definitely be hated by the young man at that time, presumably the same as the original owner... he wouldn't even be able to keep a whole body...

Ah......

Maybe more than that, the original owner in the original book is just consistent evil from beginning to end, and he himself is even more odious in setting up hopes and breaking them himself.

He himself is more hateful, more despicable, and more damnable than the original owner of the original book.

However, he couldn't help it.

Zhou Ci fixedly looked back into Qiyue's eyes, and the blue eyes were also full of undercurrents.

"...Let me go." It was as hoarse as July, to the level of gravel scratching the ground.

July's eyes were even redder.

Let him go, the best choice now is to let him go, not to make him angry, to coax him, the more impatient the more useless——

You are not as strong as him, and you cannot restrain him.

The voice from the bottom of July cried.

And another voice invaded his mind irresistibly at this moment.

Look, look, that's what your stupid poor idea has led to, you've been wrong from the start, so wrong, how can you refuse to make yourself stronger?And so to the end...

no, no...

Qiyue's mind was almost driven crazy by these two completely different thoughts, his eyes were scarlet, his chest unknowingly rose and fell violently, and his breathing was disordered.

He stared blankly at the fingers on the hem of his clothes that he was clenching tightly, being separated bit by bit by his god, as if he couldn't wait to break away from him.

"Zhou Ci——" Qiyue cried, her whole body trembling, relying on Zhou Ci's strength not as strong as him, she stretched out her arms to wrap around the man's waist, and buried herself in his chest.

In an instant, turbid tears wet the little prince's collar, smearing a sad dark ink.

Zhou Ci stood silently with no expression on his face.

From a glance, he seemed to be cold-hearted and cold-hearted, with nothing in his eyes, as if he didn't care how embarrassed the young boy buried in his chest was crying, he stood motionless, numb, neither pushed away nor responded , like a statue without emotion.

Only the badge on the chest reflected a cold silver light, and the neatly dressed military uniform contrasted sharply with the blood-stained training uniform of the young man. It was even more ironic that the slave had nothing but mud.

Amidst the boy's desperate cries was a long and indifferent silence.

Finally, Zhou Ci spoke.

"...Yeah, what he said is right..." The little prince's sallow fingers held the boy's black hair, and the strong color difference between one black and one white added a touch of tension to the atmosphere.

At this time, the beautiful peach blossom eyes no longer raised up, but squinted slightly to look at the tear-stained young man, lifted his head forcefully, tilted his cheeks, and slowly approached his lips like that, almost touching July. the auricle.

He laughed and exhaled.

The charming love words between lovers in the past have now become sharp knives: "I have to go, I want to go to the southeast by myself, leave here, let go of everything here, go there for the rest of my life, and no one will want to see me...... "

July's whole body was stiff.

The black-haired boy shook his head in disbelief, as if he was refuting Zhou Ci and comforting himself: "No, you won't... You have done so many things to gain a firm foothold in the capital, You work so hard, how can you go to the southeast, you are lying..."

He murmured: "You are lying, you are lying..."

Zhou Ci sneered, let go of Qiyue's head, and sighed softly: "Well, just think I'm lying, and I'm curious too, to see how far you can lie to yourself?"

He pushed Qiyue away as if he was bored and walked forward, but in less than a second, the person pushed away by him hugged his waist from behind with greater strength, crying in panic Say: "Zhou Ci!"

He sobbed: "Please, please, don't go."

"Don't go, okay? If you don't go, I will do whatever you want me to..."

"Stop making me laugh!"

Zhou Ci snapped.

"What can you do? What can you help me? You can't do anything, understand."

"As for me, only a stronger person is worthy of being my queen."

"You are not even worthy of being my slave or my dog!"

Zhou Ci turned around and pinched the stunned young man's chin, his eyes met the dark pupils of July, and told him word by word: "You are just a dog I picked up on the side of the road. It’s just a few bites for you, understand?”

The bursting tears stopped suddenly.

Those eyes that were as bright as obsidian in the past dimmed instantly.

With scarlet as the border, it has become an ancient well without waves, and has become bottomless.

It's like a huge mouth that is about to eat people in the next second.

The belief I relied on collapsed, the brilliance disappeared, shattered, and reconstructed...

From guarding to plundering, taking by force.

He knew, and he knew, that there was something that could never go back.

The moment Zhou Ci uttered that sentence, Qiyue felt that everything she had insisted on until now was meaningless, without any reason, the word "will not betray him" became so pitiful, Pale, and... childish.

Ha, an ownerless dog.

People are gone, you will never see him for the rest of your life, no one knows what he does and what he does, who will show his loyalty, principles and persistence?

He said that the purpose of everything he prepared was to own and get Zhou Ci, didn't he?In this case, what kind of means are used...does it really make a difference?

"Clap clap..."

Jin Bo came over with a smile and clapped his hands: "Thanks to the great love of the major general, I watched a great show."

Qiyue was still looking at Zhou Ci without moving, not even looking at Jin Bo.

Jin Bo reasoned out the conjecture that could be said to be turbulent in his heart, his temples throbbed with excitement, and there were many guesses in his trance——

Zhou Ci helped their queen in this way, could it be that he was also someone from the old department.

This is impossible, I am also a veteran member of the queen's old department, it is impossible not to remember that there is such a male with such a striking appearance, not to mention the appearance and body, the mental power of the S level alone is not an ordinary old department at all Cadres can be imitated.

But he thought about it, and really didn't know why an imperial prince came to help...

Jin Bo just struggled for a while, then smiled indifferently, there are many nonsensical things in the world, since the opportunity is here, he doesn't mind helping his queen at this time.

Ah, he didn't mean to compete with the female queen for the male lead, I hope the female queen will not blame him too much in the future...

He walked to Zhou Ci's side, his golden hair swayed forward with his steps, and with those fox eyes, he looked more like a golden fox.

Jin Boyi took advantage of his height and body shape to put the little prince's shoulders from behind. This action was not ambiguous at all. On the contrary, it was a kind of friendly interaction between brothers, but he pretended to look at Zhou Ci with full eyes The naked | naked | naked desire | desire makes people feel that this seemingly invisible embrace is charming to the bone.

Zhou Ci was startled, he was so fed up with this golden-haired bastard, he reflexively wanted to elbow him away, but Jin Bo deftly deflected it, turning around a week didn't look like resistance, it was more like flirting.

The little prince suddenly became angry. He was in a bad mood, and was about to let the golden retriever recognize his identity, when a system voice suddenly sounded in his ears——

"Host!" The system was in hibernation just now, when he suddenly heard the good news and hurried to find Zhou Ci, he was speechless when he saw the Shura field in front of him.

"Don't be verbose."

"The host... the plot line of the protagonist's rebellion has been moved! Although 5% is not a lot... woohoo, that's great!"

Zhou Ci was taken aback.

It was this shock that made Jin Bo confirm his thoughts even more.

He put his nose close to Zhou Ci's ear, sniffed lightly, his eyes became more intoxicated, as if Zhou Ci had become his property, a frivolous smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the black-haired boy provocatively .

"Host, 10%!!" The system exclaimed in shock.

Qiyue's eyes were dark and bloodshot, she looked at them lifelessly, but remained motionless.

Zhou Ci was silent, but still stretched out his hand to break away from Jin Bo behind him, and grabbed his neck with his backhand.

"Touch me again, and I will make you regret being born in this world." He warned threateningly, turned and walked out of the study.

Until she completely disappeared around the corner, Zhou Ci didn't dare to look at Qiyue again.

When he looked at the pair of ink-like despair eyes that he personally gave him, he could see a clear reflection, his betrayal, abandonment, arrogance...all reflected in those eyes, so clearly.

What is there to regret?The path he chose.

The author has something to say:

Blackening progress: 100%

Hehe, starting from the next chapter, in July, we will turn into a little black flower and take the route of collapse, cuties, don’t be scared QAQ