How to survive by dressing as a villain male

The flowers and trees in the courtyard outside the Worm Palace are all withered, and the autumn wind is blowing.

It was already past noon, and the setting sun of autumn lingered on, leaving the last brilliance and gradually disappearing.

The little prince's room didn't turn on the lights, so it was a dark gray color. The room was tidy but didn't reveal a trace of popularity. It looked like an empty rental house that no one lived in.

Zhou Ci hugged his knees and leaned against the head of the bed, allowing himself to disappear in the darkness. His mind was empty and he lost a lot of weight. His blue eyes, which were as bright as glass in the past, were now a void of nothingness. shadow.

"The system..." He stroked his headache-ridden forehead.

The system beeped a few times, flashed a red light, and quietly signaled that it was there.

"I miss him, especially."

Zhou Ci lowered her eyes: "I really want to..."

The sound of the system's "Didi" became dull. Somehow, as an artificial intelligence without emotion, it could feel Zhou Ci's sadness slightly.

Zhou Ci raised his head, his thin body made his facial features more three-dimensional, his expression was unhappy, his face was paler than before, and the peach blossom eyes that had always been bulging were drooping, but the eyes soaked in water were shining in the slanting sun. It is more beautiful under the shadow, like a flower that is temporarily short of water, which makes people feel pity at first glance, and makes people want to hold it in their arms.

Zhou Ci finally stood up, walked to the desk, and glanced at the documents lightly.

It contained his forcible seizure of some forces in order to strengthen July's army, letters secretly contacting Jin Bo to communicate progress, and his... his own deployment in advance when he went to the Southwest in the future.

The unknown gaze fell on the Southwest deployment document, and he didn't leave for a long time. He couldn't help but stepped forward, his fingers clenched the corner of the table, and he just stared at the document with bitterness in his heart.

He, for several months, has not been able to say a word to Qiyue, and has seen him even once.

After that day, Qiyue seemed to be a different person. Although she was still under the same roof with him, she seemed to disappear from his world out of thin air. As long as Zhou Ci was staying, even the shadow of that person would not be seen. .

If he hadn't heard his subordinates say that July had been training in the basement for a long time, he would have suspected that the boy had left the Worm Palace directly.

And now, as a scum that was eager to stay away from slaves, he had no face, no reason, no courage to go to the basement to find him.

Even if you find it, what to say and do...

Zhou Ci lowered his head and smiled bitterly, the butterfly bone wrapped in the white shirt slightly bent, making him bend in an extremely beautiful arc even when he bent down, and the expression in his eyes under the ravaged sun was even more inexplicable, But it makes people look sad for no reason.

He thought he wouldn't care about it. Since he had already decided to go down this path and decided to use his own evil to send the child to success, he should have expected the result early.

After all, being sad again and again, who would follow such a villain as himself with a stern face?

But, but...

He covered his heart, his fingers contracted and slowly closed together, making the neat and tidy white shirt crumpled, just like his shriveled and dehydrated heart.

He never thought that his original care and miss for July would reach this point.

During the period of not seeing him, he always recalled, the good and the bad, the sweet and crying, from being annoyed why he accepted the love of the child before, until——

Regret why I didn’t kiss him more, caress him more, treat him better... even shamefully regret why I didn’t want him before, invaded him, let him remember My own body is also good...

Zhou Ci's pupils dilated, and he slapped himself violently. He slid along the desk and sat on the floor in a daze, burying his face in his knees, but he still couldn't stop his delusional thoughts.

You are so shameless.Zhou Ci said to herself.

The system was startled, and looked worriedly at the host's body report called out from the main interface: "Host..."

It feels uncomfortable for no reason: "Your mental entertainment threshold is already very low... make yourself happy, it won't work like this..."

All suicides start from depression, and depression starts from the long-term lower threshold of spiritual entertainment.

His host has been in this state for a week.

Zhou Ci clutched his aching forehead, longing for wild weeds, with some sobs in his voice: "I want to see him, I miss him..."

No matter what he will say when he meets him again, he will ignore himself and scold himself... really, really want to see him again.

He felt that he was useless and shameful. He could cut through the mess so quickly in July, and put aside his emotions, but instead pretended to be disconnected...

But even so, he wanted to see him.

The system nodded hastily: "It's just a meeting, it's not a big deal, the host can go."

Zhou Ci got the encouragement, her heart warmed up a little, she put her mood together, opened the door and went downstairs.

On the way, the housekeeper saw that the gloomy little prince had become more energetic recently, and swept away the melancholy of the past few days. He smiled at first, but frowned when he saw Zhou Ci's thin figure, and ordered the kitchen to cook a few more dishes for the evening.

Zhou Ci didn't know this, and when he ran downstairs, he seemed to be indifferent, but the closer he got to the basement, the more hesitant he was.

He felt the smell of blood.

The smell of blood in the basement is normal. It was common to get injured when we came here with July, but it seems that the smell of blood in the basement has been stronger than ever for the past few weeks.

Zhou Ci took a few deep breaths, engraving the taste of the blood here into his body.

Along the way, the guards at the gate looked at him with some hesitation, but in the end they were still afraid of the little prince's moodiness, so Anshun bowed his head to show respect.

Zhou Ci's footsteps slowed down, but a few guards were talking loudly from inside, making high-spirited comments and ridicule that he was afraid that Qiyue, who was at the side, would not be able to hear.

First, when he saw the child sitting on the chair wiping the gun, Zhou Ci's heart was beating violently at this moment, as if congested and resurrected. When the time came, he was stuck in a blind corner by the wall, watching Qiyue quietly.

The first feeling is to lose weight.

The child has also lost a lot of weight, but he is not as thin as himself. Instead, he is getting thinner and taller. I don’t know who is taller than him. The outline of his muscles is much more obvious than before. Take care of your guns.

One leg was bent and stepped on the chair quite casually, and the black overalls outlined clear and beautiful muscle lines.

He is like a lion dormant quietly in the dark, his gestures are not sloppy, and for no reason, people can see a force when they look at them.

Overwhelming enough to kill the force.

that gun...

Zhou Ci's restless heart somehow found some comfort.

That's the gun I gave him, he...hasn't thrown it away yet?

He lowered his somewhat gloomy eyebrows and focused on wiping the gun. He held a thin bottle in his mouth. After a while, he took the bottle down and sprinkled some oily liquid on the gun. Throwing the thin bottle aside, he continued to wipe the gun. After a while, the gun reappeared with a cold silver light and a metallic luster, revealing a trace of cold murderous aura.

He pointed the muzzle of the gun at his eyes, as if he was observing the dark gun hole, and after a while, he smiled.

Only then did Zhou Ci clearly see Qiyue's eyebrows.

Child... No, at this time, I should not be able to call him a child anymore, but a boy with a real jerk. His brows and eyes are stern, and he can't say what has changed, but he feels different everywhere, like obsidian. The eyes that are always shining are now dark, no matter what angle you look at, it makes people feel hairy, and the chin is even more shaved...

Zhou Ci wanted to take a closer look, but felt that the young man seemed to glance at him. Zhou Ci instantly burned from the tip of his heart to his hair, his brain was congested, and he leaned against the wall suddenly and got stuck in a dead corner.

His body was hot, his back was leaning against the cold wall, and he was still trembling at the boy's gaze just now, but his face gradually turned red, and the belated longing came to his heart along with amazement.

My heart has never stopped since I saw him, and I was so panicked that I wanted Zhou Ci to press it to the ground and stop jumping.

How could his young man become so beautiful, such a beauty, just like a vigorous noble jaguar, with his shiny fur glowing, being so beautiful. The powerful smell of bloodthirsty attracts, making people almost unable to breathe.

"Heh, after being abandoned by the major general, the fate is worse than that of ordinary slaves..."

"Yeah, hahahahahaha, I'm usually quite arrogant, why, now I know how to keep my tail up honestly?"

The rough voice concealed a deep jealousy, and it reached Zhou Ci's ears, which made people frown.

These guards who picked up the talk taunted loudly without naming their names, but they couldn't help casting disgusting eyes at the black-haired boy.

They couldn't beat him, and they were jealous of the favor he had won from the major general before, and they liked to see people trampled and humiliated after they fell into the mud.

Zhou Ci clenched his fists tightly, these ants are always so funny, he has no doubt that July will knock out these miscellaneous teeth in the next second——

"You are right."

In an instant, those provocative guards, Qi Yue in the blind corner, and the forbearing A Dou standing silently at the left rear of Qi Yue were all stunned.

Qiyue blew on the cap of the silver gun, played with it in his hand, and scared the females who were talking just now, and backed up a few steps, thinking that Qiyue was going to shoot while they were not paying attention .

The young man let out a low chuckle, becoming more and more lazy to bother with these scumbags, and found a way to make more use of the remaining gentle value of these scumbags.

He said lightly: "Indeed, I was disgusted by him,"

Although he was responding to the female guard who insulted him, his eyes were always on the corner of the wall.

"I'm just a slave brought home by him, a dog, nothing worth caring about. The major general took me back but thought I was pitiful, and gave me a bite to eat. It's no surprise to throw it away."

He spoke casually, but carefully put the gun into a parchment bag in his hand, and stood up straight. The thin vertical and horizontal scars on his body were obviously left not long ago, but they even more portrayed the dangerous and murderous look of this man.

Qiyue took a last look at the corner of the wall, her face was blurred, but she turned around and walked into the second door.

He's going to continue training.

Zhou Ci lowered her head, still squatting against the wall.

After a long time, it was so long that the guards had already cursed and left, leaving only the occasional vulgar and distant voices from time to time, so long that Zhou Ci could hear the sound of fist-to-flesh blows in the training room in July.

He finally got up, but his legs were so numb and swollen that he couldn't stand upright. He tried to walk a few steps forward, but his legs were still weak after all, so he had to sit down on the ground again.

A soft sigh escaped from his throat, Zhou Ci put the back of his hand in front of his eyes, covering the water in his green eyes.

His boy, his Qiyue, was unwilling to be wronged before, and no one even dared to utter a few dirty words in front of him, so he didn't care about such words?

Or in other words, he has heard these words too many times in the past few months, and it is already...... unable to refute.

He has indeed become better, mature, and powerful. Those guards are always talking nonsense and dare not touch him. He shouldn't be here today, but...

Zhou Ci's heart seemed to have leaked a big hole and became empty. With every memory in his mind, a gust of wind would blow through the leaky atrium, making him shiver and freeze.

Another three and ten minutes passed.

The black-haired boy began to get a little impatient waiting, he looked up at the time, dodged a sharp iron arrow that could directly disembowel a person that just brushed against his shoulder, turned off the indoor machine and walked out of the plum blossom pile Room.

He paused when he passed the blind spot where Zhou Ci was hiding just now, and he naturally sensed that the man was gone, the air around him seemed to be frozen, and there was a heavy dead air all over his body again.

When July came to that blind spot, he slightly raised his head and sniffed the lingering sweet S-level pheromone smell of that person, and the corners of his lips suddenly raised again, waiting for the whole afternoon to prepare for that person's rhetoric. The wasted bad mood also improved a little, and he walked out of the basement on his own.

He knew that if he continued the cold war with Zhou Ci, he would go mad within a few days, so he specially found many cutting-edge pinhole cameras in the interstellar world and installed them in every place that person passed by. On the coat, installed in the pajamas that the person wears when he sleeps at night...

He used the most secret way to watch those videos every night and carnival alone, gasping for these images, doing the most intimate things, he thought that such untouchable hard days would last a few more days until he got the power That person is completely locked up and embraced in his arms——

As a result, the little lamb ran to him by himself.

Qiyue was really overjoyed today, Gujing Wubo's mood was lifted a little, and he wanted to see what that person wanted to do, but he ran away after looking at him from a distance... It really made him feel so excited Unknown fire, for no reason, is more boring than before.

He took another deep breath in the remaining taste again, and licked his scarlet lower lip.

Thinking of the man shrinking into the nest like a panicked rabbit who was scalded as soon as he touched his sight, Qiyue's Adam's apple rolled, thirsty for no reason.

I thought those images were enough to comfort me, but I didn't expect his smell to arouse his surging passion|desire even more...Since that's the case...

He was thinking about something in his heart, and he was annoyed that Zhou Ci came out for no reason in the afternoon. When he walked out with a sullen face, no one dared to touch him all the way, so he came all the way to the living room.

The familiar smell awakened the gloomy black-haired boy from the charming calculations in his heart.

Zhou Ci lay on the sofa and seemed to be asleep...

As if the two people from a few months ago had completely switched positions, the person who waited until late at night was replaced by Zhou Ci.

Qiyue moved step by step in front of Zhou Ci, looking at this face that he used to ecstasy every night, the humiliating and absurd things he had done almost immediately appeared in front of his eyes, and gradually overlapped with Zhou Ci's sleeping face.

The astonishing desire, the infinite possession, the craziest urge to plunder him, the desire to grab him... are like a black hole that no one can restrain, growing more and more under the nourishment of desire | Larger and deeper...

The slender boy stood up abruptly, his height was already at the same level as Zhou Ci's nose bridge.

He clenched his knuckle fingers tightly, closed his eyes again and again, and suppressed all the dark prayers of his body like holding down a screaming animal.

This is also the reason why he didn't dare to meet Zhou Ci for real, and could only use video recordings - he couldn't be sure what he would do impulsively now, and he knew that he had been unable to control himself recently.

The young man lowered his eyes and almost licked the little prince with his closed eyes. The bright moonlight spread down and sprinkled on Zhou Ci's face, which was enough to amaze even the best artists, showing that person's nobility and brilliance even more.

He has lost weight.

The young man's eyes froze, and he suppressed all his desire and enthusiasm—the beast that easily lost control was very self-disciplined at this time, and he didn't even dare to touch his god, even a little bit.

later...

His eyes darkened again.

I know you hate me, loathe me, you say I'm not even worthy of being your dog, then... I'll be your wolf.

A wolf that devours you, makes you regret it, and keeps you firmly in its den.

In the future, I will put you under my body, so that you can't go anywhere, and let you cry and beg me for mercy.

The young man took a deep breath, to relieve his sadness, and to compromise the person's dislike of him, no longer nostalgia, turned and left.

"July..." whispered dreamily.

"...July, July..."

The boy's pupils shrank, and he turned his head in disbelief.

And the person on the sofa had already burst into tears in his sleep, his flawless and beautiful face was baptized by tears, and he wept softly as if to hold back something.

"July... sorry, sorry..."

The author has something to say:

Isn't it particularly thick and long today!And, I found out that you are cute and these little villains, I will not comment if there is no rustle QAQ

In other words, everyone can understand what July is doing in front of the picture of his hero in the bed at night, right QAQ

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