How to survive by dressing as a villain male

Zhou Ci woke up on the bed in his room the next day.

When he woke up, he found that his lips were wet and swollen. If he looked in the mirror now, he would definitely find that the gorgeous appearance of his lips must have been ravaged by fierce kisses, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be stained Something had been wiped vigorously, and it was as deep red as the lips.

But he apparently didn't notice it at all.

A night of nightmares, the annoying numbness from his temples made him frown and rub his forehead, but his own massage skills were really bad, and he couldn't help but think of the hands that used to be firm on his forehead when he came home late from work.

Looking at it now, at that time, my fatigue was eliminated quickly under the massage in July. In order to make him massage more comfortably, the young man must have learned the technique specially...

He wanted to recall the smiling faces of the children they had in the study at that time, but he always unconsciously turned to think of the cold and handsome side face in the basement last night, and the eyes that were ancient and calm under those miscellaneous gossips.

Zhou Ci suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Qiyue smile for a long time.

The feeling of numbness and insensitivity came from the limbs that did not belong to him, which was more uncomfortable than the pain. Just like Zhou Ci's cold heart, he sat at the end of the bed and took it easy, logically thinking that he should have stayed on the sofa too late last night, The butler or the guard sent him back to the room.

A small crack opened outside the window at some point, and gusts of autumn wind blew in, making Zhou Ci feel chilly from his neck to his chest, causing goosebumps to appear on his skin.

"Ah...Ah..." Zhou Ci frowned and sneezed a little, stood up and went to the closet to find a piece of underwear he was always wearing recently, that pure white He has been putting on the innermost coat since autumn. The fabric is soft and comfortable. It is almost as warm as wearing it without wearing it. I wanted to make a few more, but I didn’t expect the fabric to be the spoils of attacking other planets. give up.

He came to the cloakroom and searched carefully for a long time, but was surprised to find that he couldn't find it.

"It shouldn't be..." Zhou Ci frowned slightly and searched again, but still couldn't find it.

This is strange, since he got close to Qiyue a long time ago, he has never let those Yafes who serve him to dress and wash come in. It stands to reason that no one can touch his things, and Qiyue With Yue's attitude towards him now, it must be impossible to come in.

How did it disappear for no reason...

Zhou Ci couldn't figure it out, and he could only attribute it to himself not knowing when he put it somewhere and couldn't find it. This matter didn't occupy his mind for too long. Although he liked that underwear very much, as the prince of Zerg It's not that I couldn't find a better one, so I changed it when I turned around.

When I went out, because I hadn't closed the window just now, the gap was a little bigger. Even though I was wearing thick clothes, Zhou Ci still felt chills.

Winter is coming soon.

He went there and closed the window, a little worried about whether the boy's clothes would be warm enough, thinking that he would order some clothes to be delivered to July's room later.

For some reason, Zhou Ci suddenly remembered the red scarf she gave to the boy when they first met.

That scarf was also worn by him before. Although the fabric was strong and warm, it was old after all. Now that it was late autumn...he wanted to knit a scarf for July.

Zhou Ci was very excited by this idea, and the frustration of missing July in the morning and the doubts about losing his underwear dissipated a lot. After seeing that it was almost time for him to enter the army department, he went downstairs, and when he saw the butler in the living room He raised his mouth and asked for some of the Zerg's best knitted fabrics and handy knitting tools. He was useful.

The butler was startled: "Major General, why do you want these antiques?" Is it for collection?But who among the Zerg doesn't know that the little prince's hobby is not collecting antiques, he is best at breaking antiques.

Zhou Ci smiled in a good mood, but he ignored this point. These things have long been eliminated at the current level of technology. No one would think of using them to weave scarves.

If this was placed on him who was still on Earth a year ago, I guess I would be inconceivable. I am a big man, and I would sourly knit a scarf for my beloved because of such an affair...

Zhou Ci blushed when she thought of this, and smiled a little shyly. It was late autumn in the morning, but the sun was just right, and the brilliance of the red sun slowly fell on the face of the finely carved jade, making the redness even more red and brilliant , even the peach-blossom-like eye ends are smiling charmingly, making people thirsty for no reason, and the housekeeper who has been watching Zhou Ci for 20 years can't help being stunned.

Zhou Ci didn't realize it, with a smile in his eyes, and he was about to raise his head to say something, but he collided with the eyes of the person who was thinking about it day and night and almost went crazy——

The black-haired boy's eyebrows and eyes are still gloomy and cold, but because he just finished his morning exercise, he is still dripping with thin sweat. Although his temperament is cold, he still looks more energetic than when he saw him yesterday because of the heat from his sweat. Like an 18-year-old boy.

Qiyue was walking this way, her footsteps paused invisibly, her gaze swept over Zhou Citao's ruddy smiling face, her Adam's apple rolled——

There is no need to think about it, after hearing what that person said last night, he was almost insane. He carried him back to the room like that, clutching the person's coat tightly, relying on the person to sleep soundly, as if he lost control of himself and faced the jade jade again. Face......

His eyes fell on the corner of Zhou Ci's mouth that he wiped vigorously last night. He should be guilty, but he couldn't help but feel an evil sense of satisfaction and pleasure that violated morality...

Sure enough, I couldn't meet him. Even every frown and smile of this person involved every breath of his, and it was too easy for him to lose control.

Qiyue lowered her dark and lustful eyebrows, and pretended not to care, she looked away and walked away.

"Wait a minute—" Zhou Ci was stunned after speaking.

Why did he call him?What is he going to say?do what?With what attitude to face him?

The boy stopped obediently, Zhou Ci's pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked greedily at Qiyue's already much wider back, but for some reason he felt that the boy's back looked a little lonely at this moment.

Zhou Ci adjusted her breathing, and happened to ask casually, "...How is your practice recently?"

Realizing that these words were too concerned, he raised his eyebrows and added: "It's better to hurry up, I need to use you."

After hearing this, Qiyue turned around, her brows were cold.

Obviously, this sentence made him unhappy.

Qiyue couldn't help but want to approach Zhou Ci, cut open his heart, and see if it was red or some other color.

What the hell is he doing, why is he talking to himself in such a tone while unconsciously shouting to apologize to him in his dream...

Why exactly.

Oh, but it doesn't matter anymore.

No matter what his attitude is, what is he thinking in his heart, whether he loves himself or not, his purpose is to acquire him, possess him, and imprison him, isn't it?

"Use me?" Qiyue licked his lower lip, and suddenly leaned in front of Zhou Ci. Looking at Zhou Ci's surprised and shocked pupils, he sneered, suppressed his anger, and asked lustfully, "How does the master want to use me?" ? Where do you use me?"

"Do you use yours here," the young man narrowed his eyes slightly and caressed Zhou Ci's red lips that he kissed last night, "or... use here?" His knuckles, which clearly contained strength, gradually moved towards Go down, across Zhou Ci's trembling Adam's apple, heaving chest, and stop until...

"Shut up!" Zhou Ci pushed him away abruptly, with annoyance and a trace of... the emotion that the teenager couldn't understand on his face.

Qi Yue chuckled, watching Zhou Ci's resistance, the anger in his heart surged up layer by layer, turning into sharp knives and sharp blades to disintegrate his reason little by little.

In fact, he has the ability. At this moment, at this moment, at this moment, at the next second, he can take away this male insect that he loves so much and wants to swallow it, but after that Will usher in the pursuit of the empire, and can only take him to the end of the world.

He didn't like it.

He wants to obtain the most glorious and top rights on this planet, wrap this person tightly with wings that cover the sky, so that he has no escape, he can only be confined by him in one place, no one can see him, and he can only do it day and night. Looking forward to his return, from body to heart completely belong to me......

But not now, not now, he warned himself, as if he was seducing his desire, but also as if he was calming his desire.

The boy's pupils were dark black, and he finally took a deep look at Zhou Ci with a smile in his eyes, as if wishing him to enjoy the last remaining happy time of freedom, and went back to the basement without turning his head.

It wasn't until July that Zhou Ci really disappeared around the corner in Zhou Ci's eyes, that Zhou Ci sighed suddenly, the boy's stubborn eyes were vividly visible, he was shocked but also very worried...

Zhou Ci closed her eyes: "Go to the military headquarters."

"The deployment of troops is almost done now..."

Zhou Ci flipped through a few dispensable documents on the table: "The Zerg emperors of all ages guaranteed that most of them relied on the female emperor's love for the Xionghuang, and used their power to help the Xionghuang consolidate the imperial power,"

"But my female father doesn't seem to be like that. He doesn't like it very much... No, he just doesn't like my male father, that is, the Xionghuang."

"But this point is not explained in the original book."

The system nodded, also with a serious face: "Host, we have probably explored the weak points and key points of the uprising in this world. The most important thing is not how skilled the emperor is, but whether his female monarch is willing to help him."

"If there is no explanation in the original book, it shouldn't be an important plot. The host doesn't need to worry too much."

Zhou Ci frowned, for some reason he always felt that it was not that simple.

The male emperors of the past dynasties are mainly based on lust and power, and most of them will choose beautiful and loyal female monarchs. Their female fathers also loved their male fathers a long time ago, but it seems that for some unknown reason, they gave birth to themselves. After the dystocia died, he didn't give the male father the slightest help.

This is seriously illogical.

"Anyway, our protagonist's willingness to rebel against the plot line has reached 60 percent," the system said in relief, "Don't worry too much about the host, 60.00 percent means that you already have a very strong intention."

But less than [-]%, he is not at ease...

Zhou Ci lowered his eyes: "It's pretty good...but what to do with the remaining 40%." He has no way to harden his heart and do it to July from himself after seeing the current state of July What's the matter, there is really no other way, he feels that he is already ruthless enough, and it will have no effect if he continues. If possible, he really hopes that there are other ways to increase the value.

The system scratched its head: "Let's take a step and take a look. Now it seems that the only one who really affects the mood of the protagonist is you, the host."

Zhou Ci was taken aback for a moment: "Only me? Didn't his subordinates find him?"

The system continued to shake his head: "Every time the data is surveyed and captured, his emotional ups and downs are only for you from the beginning to the end. These feelings are very complicated. I am too low-level to analyze them. It is only obvious from the panel. , his affection for anything other than you is only one-thousandth of that for you."

Even less than a thousandth, the system added silently.

The major general in military uniform lowered his head and sat still on the uncomfortable military chair, but if he looked closely, he could still find that the man's fingertips were trembling slightly.

The system blinked, did it say something wrong...

"First... let's go back first..." Zhou Ci silently walked out of the brightly lit military headquarters, walked through the dark night, and boarded the starship as if he hadn't heard what the system said just now.

Now that he has done everything he can do for the child, his heart should be stable and at peace, but there is still a churning and difficult feeling in his heart, which seems to be painful, bitter, and tinged with silk The sweetness and secret joy made him immersed in such a five-flavored bottle and couldn't extricate himself, but in the end it turned into an unbearable panic.

He didn't know where the panic came from, and he said a little anxiously: "I want to go home quickly."

There is no reason for the word "home" to appear. Zhou Ci has never considered himself a part of this world, and he does not recognize the deformed rules and perverted systems here from the bottom of his heart, but he reflexively said that the place where there is July is home. …

The driver speeded up in response, and the luxurious starship quickly disappeared into the dark night.

The closer he got, the uneasiness in his heart grew bigger and deeper like a big hole broken by the wind. Zhou Ci went from frowning to clenching his hands, until finally he was pacing the starship with anxiety, so he had to stay in the past July. From the sofa I used to absorb some of the breath of the past, and slightly soothe my impetuous heart.

"Major General, to..."

Before the driver finished speaking, Zhou Ci frowned and rushed out.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, the smell of swords being drawn in the middle of the living room was already almost suffocating. A Dou was kneeling in front of the butler and shouting something, the hysteria hidden in his words tightly clenched Zhou Ci's heart.

He is the most powerful and loyal subordinate of Qiyue in the original book, how could he kneel down to others, unless...

When A Dou saw him coming, the dark blue pupils in his eyes contracted. First, he knelt and crawled to his side like a savior. His blood-stained pants made sore teeth, but no one cared. He first said "Kang Bang" The ground slammed three heads, and a man who was 1.9 meters and nearly two meters burst into tears——

"Major General, Major General!" He cried with blood and tears: "You save our female...you save him, save him, Major General—"

Zhou Ci felt as if a big stone had been pressed on his heart, and he clenched his fists with a "crack" sound. When he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse. His eye sockets were forced to be scarlet by this scene, and he yelled at the housekeeper, "Hurry up and call the doctor!" !!"

The butler took a deep breath: "Major General, they have a problem, he is a chief guard..." Why should he, a chief guard, care so much about a hardworking life?There is a problem!

"Go! Call!" Zhou Ci's gaze fixed the butler's soul, and told him word by word: "Call the best doctor who can be called now."

Looking at these eyes, the butler felt a creepy horror rushing from his toes to his hair. He nodded hastily and started to move out of instinctive fear.

Zhou Ci went straight to the basement without turning her head. A Dou seemed to be the savior, and he stood up panting and crawling to keep up with the fast pace of the man who was not like a sick and weak person.

He walked briskly at first, and finally the uneasiness and fear in his heart expanded and filled his heart, so he started to run, running all the way through the empty corridor, past the door of the inner room where a few guards were laughing mockingly for some reason, and past the crowd. It was a bloody corner, ran through the first door, the second door, and finally came to the third door.

The door room he used to help Qiyue exercise his mental strength at the beginning.

In his heart, he thought of the boy who couldn't sleep day and night, the boy who was covered in blood, the boy who was breathing weakly, the boy who was wounded, and the boy who passed out, just lying on the ground without breathing.

Like dead.

Like dead.

Zhou Ci was startled by this spontaneous thought, staggered, fell down all of a sudden, shaking like a sieve, and came to the black-haired boy with closed eyes. He didn't dare to touch him, so he called his name.

"July...July?"

The little prince lowered his eyebrows, his face was extremely gentle, but his voice was completely inconsistent with a hoarse and trembling cry: "July..."

What's wrong with him, how could he be like this?

A Dou knelt in front of Zhou Ci on one knee, unable to utter a complete sentence because of his injury, and said in a daze: "Female...he, he insisted on entering the third door today for some reason, and he came out like this It's..."

"The third door... I'm not locking..."

Before A Dou could speak, Zhou Ci suddenly turned his head, stared fixedly at the broken iron wreckage at the door, and fell silent.

He actually smashed the door made of heavy iron with his body.

But how could this be? The door didn't have a key. When the system communicated with him at the time, it said that only after you have the physical strength and strength to smash this door, can you train your mental strength to be safe. Nerves are injured during mental strength training, which in turn affects physical functions.

Since July can break the door, it means that the physical strength is enough, how can it still...

Before Zhou Ci came to a conclusion, the doctor and several guards had come over, as if they wanted to get close to the young man's body, but the closer he got, the tighter the frown of the blood-stained man became, and finally it seemed that he was finally struggling. The freed beast just kept growling: "...Get out, get out..."

Zhou Ci didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and carried Qiyue on her body like a bedroom.

The originally violent eyebrows became docile as an instinctive reaction.

The boy did look thinner, but his body was very heavy. When he was carrying it on his back, he could feel the hard and tense muscles, and every inch of his skin trembled and shuddered due to the severe pain in his head.

He has never been so close to her in several months, but Zhou Ci can't feel the slightest bit of charming thoughts. He propped up his sickly body, and carried Qiyue on his back without thinking, holding it tightly and concentrating.So he ignored the surprised and shocked eyes of A Dou.

It wasn't until the bedroom that Zhou Ci gently put down the person on his back, and held Qiyue's hand nervously. The doctor took out the hormones and equipment specially used to treat the mental violence of female insects, all of them concealed their astonishment. It can only be healed by the female worms carried by the little prince himself.

Zhou Ci watched nervously as the medicine was injected into Qiyue's body.

"Major General..." a doctor hesitated and said, "This female is a typical mental violence. He is obviously a B-level female, but the B-level inhibitory drugs don't work... .”

"Directly use S-level inhibitors."

"Yes......"

After a while, the doctor knelt on the ground covered in sweat, looked at Zhou Ci's cold face and tremblingly said disrespectful words: "Major General, this female's mental strength is really strong, it is difficult to treat with medicine and machinery. Maybe you can try the treatment earlier, but now it’s been too long—”

"You just tell me what to do?!"

The doctor closed his eyes and said, "Only your S-class pheromone can save him."

Several doctors, guards, and Adou all left, leaving behind Zhou Ci who was still in a daze.

The little prince looked at the young boy whose brows twitched because of mental pain, his sternness couldn't hide his youthfulness, and his heart ached as if thousands of holes had been poked.

"System, why didn't he pass the mental training, obviously his physical fitness is enough..."

The system checked, and some didn't want to say anything, but they still whispered: "It seems that I thought of talking to you because of the training process."

The system said it euphemistically, but to put it bluntly, it was just that when July thought of Zhou Ci’s resisting words during mental training, he felt annoyed and lost his mind. Inattention is a taboo during mental training, and he adjusted the training value to a high value. It's extremely harsh, so a daze, resulting in such a result...

He just thought of Zhou Ci's expression of resistance, that's all for nothing.

Zhou Ci's heart seemed to be broken into several petals, and he choked up and kissed Qiyue's trembling lips from the pain.

His eyelashes trembled like a butterfly's wings, and he clasped the back of the boy's furry head with one hand—this action he had always been accustomed to before was actually considered intimate for the current relationship between the two of them.

Zhou Ci felt the warm and fluffy touch of the boy's black hair in his hand, and his eyes became moist uncontrollably.

Kissing the boy's lips more passionately, with the other hand caressing the insect wings of the boy's shoulder blades, using the most tolerant and gentle strength to appease the rioting female insect.

After a long time, when the trembling body of the person in his arms calmed down due to pain, a slight blush rose on his cheeks.

Zhou Ci took another sip of the young man's red and swollen soft lips reluctantly, and then——

Without delay, he pushed him away.

The desire to possess this person has never been as crazy as it is now, but the future is uncertain and the future is uncertain, and he cannot do this kind of thing irresponsibly.

Zhou Ci took a deep breath, and the moment he turned around, the person on the bed woke up.

"Hmm..." The hoarse and deep voice was very seductive, faithfully recording all the feelings of this person, whether it was pain or itching.

Qiyue obviously forgot all about the memory of being tortured by mental power. When she saw Zhou Ci standing not far in front of her, her heart trembled suddenly, and then a kind of shame when she was looked at by her lover filled her mind .

Seeing the equipment and medicines beside him, he naturally thought that the doctor had come.

"It turns out that you still care about my life..." Qiyue concealed her emotions and sneered lightly.

The air seemed silent for a while.

"Of course," Zhou Ci turned her head, raising the corners of her eyes, "After all, you still have a lot to take advantage of."

System: "The willingness to rebel against the plot is 70%."

He seemed to be telling his out-of-control self and warning the young man: "Who do you think you are worthy of me looking for a doctor for you? You are just a random slave who can let me humiliate and vent your desires. What's so special, but It’s the fists and feet that are useful to me..."

Before the words fell, the young wolf who was supposed to be weak on the bed waited for an opportunity, his sharp claws clenched Zhou Ci's front collar tightly, his eyes were red and he was pinned on the bed, growling in a broken voice:

"Zhou Ci, do you have a heart?"

"You really don't want us at all, don't you care..."

The little prince cast a sideways glance at him leisurely, and opened his hand, but the hand was as motionless as cast iron, so he turned his eyes away and stared at the ceiling, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

After a long time, he sneered: "...Don't you know this best."

"...The willingness to rebel against the plot is 75%."

After another long time, Zhou Ciyi broke free from July's restraint.

He sighed in his heart that it was fortunate that Qiyue didn't use any more force, otherwise, with his extremely weak body, he had used all his strength to carry him from the basement to the upstairs, so he really couldn't break away from him...

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment he left the door, Zhou Ci felt as if he saw a dazzling white, a bit like the undershirt he was looking for in the morning.

The author has something to say:

Don't worry, we are serious sweet texts, Xiaoci will know what Xiaoci did in the future, silly Qiyue~~

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