How to survive by dressing as a villain male

"Snapped--"

Very crisp applause.

Zhou Ci finally came to his senses from the extremely embarrassing state just now. After being thrown on the bed, the first thing he did when he came to his senses was to throw away a slap and hit Qi Yue's face with his backhand.

This slap was not too heavy, even a tickle was not enough for a young man. He licked the corner of his lips, held the man's snow-white wrist with his hand, pressed down on the bed and kissed it.

"You bastard...you're too much...uh-"

The poor little prince was bullied like this, and was kissed like this for a long time, until the end of his eyes turned pitifully bright red, before he was let go, but at this time, he had no strength to resist at all.

Zhou Ci pursed her lips and kicked the black-haired boy as if venting her anger, but was still grabbed easily without accident.

His eyes were covered with the back of his hand, and inaudible curse words overflowed from his throat.

He was really provoked by this bastard, and it didn't hurt to hit him. Even if he tried his best to kick him, it would be a tickle for others, let alone how hard he was. strength......

Scolding, I don’t know how to scold anything, turn it over and tune it, it’s just those few sentences, just those few sentences, it’s even more painless to this shameless stinky wolf cub, on the contrary, it’s still not itchy like that. It's more like expecting to scold him harder...

"Little beast..." Zhou Ci gritted his teeth and punched him again.

Qiyue bent her eyebrows, looked at the extremely beautiful cat-like Zhou Ci who was pampered by him, and whispered in people's ears: "...I thought the hero liked it very much... .”

Zhou Ci widened her eyes, frowned and punched Qiyue, as if to cover up but also as a warning to herself: "Get out, you think everyone is as shameless as you..."

The young man received the punch with a smile, and stared at Zhou Ci without blinking: "But why... when I kissed the hero in the hall just now, you reacted so strongly..."

Zhou Ci blushed and poked her neck: "That's because there are too many people——"

"So... the hero likes to be kissed by me on this kind of occasion..." Zhou Ci covered Qiyue's lips with his hand in a panic before the last word was said. With soft eyes, he easily removed his palms, lowered his head and blocked this duplicity mouth.

The little prince's eyes widened. He clearly knew that this was totally unreasonable, but he couldn't refute it...Indeed, at that time... Could it be that I really liked...

He closed his eyes in embarrassment, and before he could think of anything, he was dazed by the person pressing on him again, and his chest was out of breath.

A kiss apart.

July held Zhou Ci's already hot and flushed cheeks in fascination, and sacredly kissed again, pressing her cold cheeks against the little prince's face to cool down her hero.

"Go away...I'm going to take a shower..." Zhou Ci frowned, his face and neck were flushed with shame, and he pushed away the little wolf cub who was still fanning the flames in front of him , I am afraid that I will really be with him again in this muddleheaded state.

He needs to calm down first, and then have a good talk with Qiyue.

Really pissed him off today...

The young man sat quietly by the bed, listening to the sound of splashing water in the bathroom for a while.

He smiled for a long time.

That's right...it was supposed to be like this, how good it is, Zhou Ci was wrapped in his arms in public, kissed by himself in front of all those who coveted him, even though he was blushing and wanted to escape So I can only let him ask for touch. .

This is the best state.

But his hero doesn't seem to like it very much...even wants to run away...

What should we do......

The handsome black-haired female queen leaned against the shadows, her sharp outline made it hard to see her expression clearly. After a long time, when the sound of water in the bathroom began to fade away, he slightly raised his red lips and smiled slightly.

Zhou Ci felt very uncomfortable washing in the bathroom, in the final analysis, it was because of the snake-shaped ring on his foot.

He raised his snow-white ankle and took a serious look at the ring for the first time.

This small ring is made of silver, and it is in the shape of a coiled python. From a distance, it looks like a snake coiled around his ankle. The shape of the snake is very realistic, and even the scales and knots of the python are carved so lifelike.

The snake's head and snake's tail also vividly depict the ferocious appearance that seems to bite its prey, as if it will bite his foot in the next second.

Zhou Ci was frightened by this imaginary, and then carefully looked at the silver bells on the two heads of the snake ring, which were also polished bright and round. The outside was dark black, as rough as dragon scales, and the inside was round and jade-like white marble, smooth and bright.

To be honest, this silver ring is really a very beautiful handicraft, and it is worth a lot of money at first glance. It was made by the forger with countless thoughts and blood...

However, it is embarrassing to put it in such an inappropriate place for an exquisite work of art. He was taking a bath, and every small movement of his feet could not escape the monitoring of the silver bell. The crisp sound is really annoying...

After finally taking a bath, Zhou Ci took a closer look at the two silver bells again. For some reason, they looked familiar. After looking at them again and again, he found that they were eighty percent similar to the nipple ring he gave to July.

Is this because July has spent so much effort?

His eyes paused, and his heart suddenly became complicated.

When he got out of the bathroom, he was picked up by the boy and sent to the bed again. Zhou Ci put his arms on Qiyue's neck to keep his balance as a conditioned reflex, and he suddenly realized——

When did he get used to this action?

Zhou Ci was shocked, before he could think of what to say, he was placed at the end of the bed with gentle force.

The little prince frowned lightly. Before he could open his mouth for the word "July", he saw the queen queen kneeling in front of him, kneeling at his feet, taking out a towel to wipe his feet.

Judging from Zhou Ci's almost overlooking angle, the black-haired boy was usually solemn and violent, even with some gloomy eyebrows drooping at this moment, it is easy to see his gentle mood now.

He held up Zhou Ci's heel as if he was holding some rare treasure, held it firmly with his calloused hand with one hand, and wiped Zhou Ci's cheeks carefully with the other as if he wanted to wipe away the dusty treasure. foot.

Zhou Ci opened his mouth, feeling sore in his heart.

No one knows how much July loves him better than him...

But this way is not orthodox after all, he can't accept it, and hopes that the young man can be more normal, but Qiyue seems to be enjoying himself in this state.

Like a traveler intoxicated in a dream, he sat aside and looked at him who was sleeping, and couldn't bear to wake him up.

Although the strength of the young man was gentle and the palms of his hands were warm and comfortable, those calloused hands still irritated the little prince's smooth skin. Zhou Ci's entire foot was held, his spine trembled, and he couldn't help shivering .

What followed was a gentler wiping force and a blocking movement that did not back down.

After a while, the pearly toes were all wiped clean, and there was no water drops, and only then did Qiyue show a satisfied look on his face. He changed a towel, and came to Zhou Ci's side with a little knee, not afraid of getting wet. After wetting his clothes, he hugged the little prince who was only wrapped in a bath towel on his lower body, and then began to wipe Zhou Ci's hair involuntarily.

The little prince lazily leaned against Qiyue's arms. The young man wiped his hair very gently. It would separate little by little the strands of hair that had reached his neck, and dry them strand by strand. His broad fingers would still Shuttle through the hair gap and massage from time to time, making him drowsy every time.

He was no exception this time, but the moment before he was about to close his eyes, he remembered the absurd thing in the hall just now, his body froze, and he no longer felt sleepy.

Zhou Ci raised his head from the chest of the person in front of him angrily, and looked up at the young man who was unprepared and bumped into a pair of watery, extremely gentle and delicate eyes.

Those black pupils no longer had the lingering and rakshasa-like killing intent of the past, but now they were like thousands of eyes staring at their lover, a lake of emotion surging...

The friendship in it was too deep, so deep that Zhou Ci felt an unacceptable sadness. He stroked the boy's eyes and murmured: "...July."

The young man looked at the waking hero, squinted his eyes slightly and took a deep sniff in Zhou Ci's neck, and continued to run his fingers through the hair, drying his hair bit by bit.

The young man's heart was so soft that he was almost paralyzed. While rubbing his hair, he curled his fingers in a messy way, coiled them around his knuckles, and smelled the sweet smell.

He glanced sideways, licking Zhou Ci's face little by little, the little prince's soft and beautiful outline, the deep eye sockets inlaid with bright green starry eyes, the nose is petite but the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are so red and sweet, so beautiful Even the forehead is full and delicate, like a painting.

And such a little prince, such a beauty, only belongs to me, and can only be in my arms...

July obsessively kissed Zhou Ci's neck, took a deep breath and sighed softly.

"You are a gift from the God of Worms..."

Zhou Ci blinked, and his beautiful crow-feather eyelashes trembled accordingly. He listened silently to the young man's words gushing from the bottom of his heart, and the tip of his heart was also slightly touched.

He doesn't know what kind of worm god, he only knows that the young man in front of him loves him very much.

But he was a little embarrassed to spit out such a straightforward love language, his face flushed, and when he found that he was still naked, he wanted to find his pajamas.

After searching around, there was nothing on the wide bed.

Zhou Ci was puzzled, thinking that maybe the clothes were put in some cabinet?But his hand slipped under the quilt, and he pulled out a transparent shirt with no buttons.

He froze for a moment, but before he could react, there was another "click", and the snake ring bit the silver chain, but this time it was not under the bed, but at the head of the bed.

"What are you doing..." Zhou Ci looked up at the boy with a sense of foreboding, "I...my underwear and pajamas haven't been put on yet..."

Qiyue smiled, and threw the obtrusive bath towel under the bed - just under the bed, which was a place Zhou Ci couldn't reach, and he took out the transparent pajamas that were a bit too long for Zhou Ci.

It is said to be pajamas, but it is just a long shirt made of special transparent fabric. The boy covered Zhou Ci with the shirt.

"...Don't wear this for me..." Zhou Ci blushed and avoided, staring at the boy and said, "Give me back my pajamas, and... this chain ,It's too short."

It was difficult to get him out of bed.

The young man bent his eyes and looked at Zhou Ci's angry sheep-like demeanor and gently smacked the corner of his lips: "...Well, then the hero should not wear clothes, I like it better~"

After all, it seemed that he wanted to take away the only remaining transparent pajamas.

Zhou Ci's face turned red, and she pulled back the dress, her eyes widened, "You're shameless!"

Qiyue tilted her head with a smile and did not refute the title.

The little prince blushed, looked at the pajamas hesitantly for a while, and finally put it on reluctantly—

The extremely soft transparent silk fabric fits the skin instantly, barely covered by the not-so-long hem... Only then did Zhou Ci realize that the damn pajamas didn't even have buttons, just like a piece of cloth that could be worn, The chest is all exposed.

The transparent fabric covers the milky white skin...it's more beautiful with it than without it.

The roots of his teeth were itchy, his eyes were flushed, and he frowned and stared at Qiyue viciously.

But in the end, it's just like a cute and domineering cat.

This glance almost took away Qiyue's soul. The tall female queen had a charming face, and she just hugged Zhou Ci's waist and coaxed Zhou Ci with a soft voice for a long time. The angry little prince wanted to break away and struggle again. If it is not turned on, the final voice is crying.

"...Asshole, you're such a bully..."

July hugged her into her arms and swallowed a low-pitched and domineering declaration.

But only in this way...you can never go away again.

The author has something to say:

July is too crazy, he will learn his lesson in a few chapters, hee hee~~~~~~

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