How to survive by dressing as a villain male

For a period of time after that, it was like this almost every day, the anklet was tightened, and Zhou Ci was left on the bed like this, unable to go anywhere else. Wearing a dress like this...he really has no face to go out.

Usually, he will watch some movies and read some books with the system during the day, the system is always silly, but it’s not boring, but he looks like this outside for a long time lying on the bed during the day with his eyes closed Don't do it, this makes Qiyue very worried, afraid that he will be bored, so he bought him a lot of strange gadgets and books and scripts.

Thinking of July, Zhou Ci couldn't help sighing again.

When he was treated like this some time ago, he was still full of reluctance, besides shame and anger, he would talk about going outside with July every day, only thinking that he would go out one day, and then as the days lengthened Every day like this, it is like soaking in a jar of honey, and it gradually becomes numb.

Even now, even he himself didn't think...he actually started...every day looking forward to the boy's early return. The reason is——

One is that he reads books and plays games all day long and no one talks to him, and the other is...

He can't get off the bed like this, every day when the boy is away... just... no, there is no way to go to the toilet...

In other words, it means that only when the teenager comes back from work at night, will he finally break free from the shackles of the day and be picked up by July to go to the toilet, even though he has protested and rejected this situation several times, The young man also seemed to never get tired of it, as if he loved seeing his eyes every night when he looked at July and came back.

Impatient eyes, praying eyes.

In this way, from Zhou Ci's point of view, it is equivalent to the fact that the appearance of a young boy every day symbolizes relief, comfort, and happiness for him. Over time, he is like Pavlov's dog, smelling the bell. The sound will make your mouth water.

Early morning.

"Eat the rice, take a bite, okay..." the boy raised the spoon slightly and said softly.

"..."

Zhou Ci lowered his eyebrows, leaned back on the bed curtain and did not speak, but his head tilted in the opposite direction was speechless to express his resistance.

Looking at him in July, the spoon in her hand paused.

Zhou Ci has lost a lot of weight recently, and her face, which was not considered round, has become even thinner. The deep outline is more obvious, her shoulder blades and back are also thinner, and she rarely smiles recently.

Eating less and less...

For some reason, the young man felt an unspeakable panic and a sense of powerlessness that he was about to lose but could not grasp. He had no choice but to scoop up another spoonful of soup, and this time he handed it to Zhou Ci's mouth forcefully. Still coaxing with a soft voice: "Eat a little, okay..."

The two stalemate for a long time, more energy.

"Eat." July handed the soup to her lips.

"Eat, darling, I'll give you whatever you want, and I'll promise you anything."

"..." Zhou Ci curled up and hugged his knees, "Promise me anything..."

He raised his eyebrows, his blue eyes stared straight at the boy without blinking.

"Really, can anything..."

Coupled with those pitiful blue eyes with stories to tell...

Fragile beauty.

Qiyue was silent for a moment, pursed her lips, and the darkness in her eyes deepened.

He didn't even need to think about it, he knew what Zhou Ci was going to beg him.

"Only that is not allowed..." After that, he handed the spoon to his hero's mouth again.

The corners of Zhou Ci's mouth raised slightly, as if he wanted to pull out a smile, but he failed in the end. He felt uncomfortable, and he resisted a little more, and inadvertently dodged a lot——

With the sound of silver bells, the soup in the bowl fell to the ground, and the exquisite enamel bowl fell to pieces with a harsh "crash".

Zhou Ci's eyes drooped, feeling a little distressed about the bowl of soup.

Qiyue's eyes were dark, he didn't say a word, and asked someone to make a new bowl again, this time Zhou Ci obediently ate it out of some emotions in his heart, it was just obvious.

The teenager is angry.

Zhou Ci only realized this emotion at night.

Zhou Ci didn't find anything in the morning. He finished the bowl of soup, and most of his meals at noon and night were soupy meals. Today he was also inexplicably thirsty and drank a lot of water.

He was unprepared, although he can only go to the bathroom when July comes, but usually teenagers come back very early, so it won't embarrass him too much...

But today, it's already nine o'clock in the evening, and July still hasn't come back...

He frowned and fell on the bed, curling himself up somewhere to hold back the swelling, but he still couldn't help shaking, the bathroom was right in front of him but he couldn't go there.

Pain and swelling like a balloon about to burst...

Zhou Ci was forced to bite her lip, her mind went blank and she couldn't think about anything.

Panic, doubt, fear...

It's just that all the cells in his body were screaming sharply, fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body froze to the point of almost numbness.

no... no...

He was about to cry out in pain, his lower lip turned white from being bitten, but he still didn't want to be shamelessly lying on the white quilt like a beast...

"crunch-"

The door opened.

is he backHe is back!He must be back!I am saved...

Zhou Ci opened his mouth, forgetting all his emotions for a moment, only knowing that he was finally free, his hands were almost clenched white, and he wanted to call that person's name in a hurry.

But my head is swollen, my heart seems to be held tightly by big hands, every breath is torture, and I can't make a sound...

It's like a dry sponge being thrown into a box but forced to absorb water and swell, but it's squeezed into the box and can't get out...

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and with the sound of footsteps on the plush carpet, the man slowly opened the bed curtain.

And on the bed...the two stared at each other.

And the way he looked at him was so sudden, hopeful, as if he saw the light of redemption, so hot, so affectionate.

Qiyue's deep eyes suddenly deepened at this time, he held Zhou Ci's wrist, got up and attached it to his ear.

"... Will you still be good in the future, and eat on time?"

Nausea, vomiting, nausea, shame, and pain came together and were unbearable.

But it doesn't seem particularly unbearable, teetering on the verge of collapse.

The little prince lowered his head, unable to make a sound, big and big suppressed tears flowed down his deep eye sockets, and he couldn't stop sobbing and nodded.

"So cute..."

The handsome female queen sighed, and then caressed Zhou Ci's cheek in admiration...

Unable to restrain himself, the arc of the corner of his mouth got deeper and deeper.

It would have been better if it had been earlier...

It would be nice to be good.

He kissed away the cold sweat and tears from Zhou Ci's eyes with pity, and easily picked up Zhou Ci who was stiff all over, and walked slowly.

......

After that day, Zhou Ci and Qiyue had a long cold war. In fact, it was mainly Zhou Ci’s unilateral ignorance of people, but the youth’s tricks emerged endlessly, and it was Zhou Ci who was bullied in the end...

So Zhou Ci closed his eyes and covered his face to pretend to be a quail when July was there, and no matter how noisy he was, he just covered his eyes with his hands.

With her fingers, Qiyue pushed the little prince's hands that tightly covered her cheeks and eyes, and what she got were even tighter hands, and she felt a little laughing.

He really loved those pious, passionate eyes that looked at him as if he was the only one in the world, and wanted to see those eyes all the time.

But this made his hero so shy that he didn't expect... He kissed the back of Zhou Ci's hand and said softly, "Wait for me to come back tonight."

The person who was still blushing trembled a lot, and then he couldn't care less about his face.

Zhou Ci frowned lightly and stood up, wrapping her arms around Qiyue's waist, her aggrieved eyes were wet.

"You at night..." He quietly glanced at Qiyue's gentle eyebrows at this time, and his voice was a little low: "...Can you come back early at night."

Looking at Zhou Ci's appearance of being completely attached to him at this time, the young man's heart burned, and the sound of the heartbeat almost resounded around his eardrums.

He stroked Zhou Ci's hair, and hugged Zhou Ci with his backhand. Feeling the warm and soft body in his arms, he almost sighed, "As long as you are obedient, I will obey you in everything."

listen to me everything...

The little prince lowered his eyebrows and looked at Qiyue's flat belly, feeling a little dazed.

Zhou Ci looked at the boy's look of being in control at this time, and bit the solid shoulder of Qiyue bitterly.

What's the air... every time I have sex with him, I'm honestly suppressed by myself, why did I get out of bed, and everything was reversed...

Watching July go out, Zhou Ci finally had some space for himself in the almost force-feeding control of the past few days.

He felt that every time he was in front of Qiyue, his state gradually became wrong, as if his sense of obedience to him was getting higher and higher after the invisible days passed.

This may not be his fault. It was caused by some intentional or unintentional ways of getting along with the young man, which made him gradually accustomed to welcoming July physically and mentally as if he was seeing his master every day... Although in bed The one who is called the hero above is himself.

It seems a bit abstract to say it this way. Some people may say that there is nothing wrong with such a state of interdependence between lovers, but Zhou Ci always feels that this way of getting along is a bit weird.

He always felt that Qiyue didn't believe that he loved him in his heart, and he always felt that Qiyue thought that only by locking him up could he get his love.

But the fact is just the opposite. I must love him more deeply when I am free.

Such a state is dangerous to their love.

Zhou Ci leaned against the wall, shaking the snake ring on his ankle like playing with a toy.

"System," he said in his heart, "July's treason value..."

"95%." The system scratched its head.

"I don't know what's going on, but at this point, the protagonist still hasn't really made up his mind,"

"A while ago, it seemed to be your two elder brothers. They seemed to want to get the emperor down and take power on their own. It was obviously the best time to take advantage of the chaos and attack them, but the protagonist didn't do anything."

They want to be in power?

Zhou Ci frowned slightly: "The Zerg has always been ruled by the male. I should be the emperor of this generation. How can the two of them, as females, convince the crowd?"

System: "I don't know. Anyway, the protagonist didn't do anything. He seems to be afraid of something."

"..." Zhou Ci's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"You check again to see if he has similar behaviors...similar to the behavior of not hurting my blood relatives..."

"Ok."

Zhou Ci unconsciously shook the silver bell on his ankle, and had a vague guess in his mind.

Could it be...Qiyue was afraid of hurting his blood relatives, so she always let go at critical moments. Could it be that she was afraid that she would blame him?

System: "Found it! Host!"

It excitedly said: "The protagonist really didn't do anything about your relatives, not to mention your brother, even some of your distant relatives, the protagonist didn't even move a single hair."

"what?!"

Zhou Ci almost screamed out.

To overthrow the class of the royal family, and not even kill the nobles with the slightest blood of the royal family, is this conspiracy?This is doing charity!

Zhou Ci stood up in disbelief, but fell down on the bed again because of the ring on his feet. He couldn't care about anything else, and said in surprise: "What is he thinking?"

"The royal family is not all empty-headed idiots like Xionghuang. In a few days, if he doesn't kill any of the leaders of these forces, he is digging his own grave?!"

The slender knuckles curled up unconsciously, pressing out red marks on the palms.

What the hell is he thinking...

Today's news was like a slap in the face, "slap" on Zhou Ci's face, awakening his vain fantasy and self-deception.

Since it has not reached [-]%, even if the difference is [-]%, it is not completely sure.

Tell him how to afford to gamble...

Zhou Ci leaned against the head of the bed, curled up, and sighed deeply.

At this time, the faint ringing of the wandering people in the air just stopped.

Zhou Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned pale.

Did he just unconsciously swing his feet and spontaneously make the ringtone that he felt most ashamed of?

If things go on like this, he can't imagine when they will be further domesticated, let it go, and finally everything will turn into nothingness and ethereal, waiting for them, what a miserable fate will be.

He couldn't afford to gamble, so he had to find out what was wrong with that 5%.

evening.

The moonlight has not completely shrouded, and the red sun sinks slightly.

In fact, I came back a lot earlier yesterday.

Zhou Ci's eyes were as calm as water, and with the expected "squeak", the door was gently pushed open.

The black-haired boy walked in, took off his coat and hung it on the shelf, and came to the bed in a relaxed mood, wanting to hug the person he had been thinking about for a whole day into his arms.

Zhou Ci did not evade, hooked Qiyue's neck obediently, and kissed the Queen Mother who had returned home.

The boy's pupils shrank, as if he hadn't expected that today's hero would be so well-behaved, and his eyelashes trembled slightly in surprise.

He knelt forward a little, full of joy and peace, and pressed Zhou Ci on the quilt to kiss back.

Zhou Ci blurred his eyes and wanted to respond, expecting to wait until the young man softened a bit before talking about these things, but when Ben was making intimacy, he smelled a trace of blood with a sharp nose.

His eyes narrowed, he frowned and pushed away the young man who was asking for a kiss, and said seriously: "Are you hurt? Where did you get hurt?"

Qiyue was taken aback for a moment, the kiss was forced to separate and both of them felt a little uneven, he said indifferently: "It's nothing serious." Then he leaned forward again, wanting to kiss the hero who rarely took the initiative.

Zhou Ci pushed him away without saying anything, but still looked at the boy like this.

Qiyue couldn't hold back such gazes, hesitated for a while, and pulled the shirt away. In an instant, a wound tens of centimeters long, extending from the chest to the lower abdomen appeared in front of Zhou Ci's eyes.

The wound was handled extremely rough, and it looked like it was barely wrapped around with steps, but blood was still oozing.

The system covered its eyes: "It's so bloody and terrifying!"

"Are you crazy?" Zhou Ci widened his eyes, moved to the bedside table to find some ointment, and sent some bandages over, came to the bloody little wolf and gently untied the wounded bandages. He gave him a hard look.

The little wolf cub's face was still ugly, as if he was dissatisfied that a good kiss turned into this.

"Why didn't you treat the wound well?"

"..." Qiyue didn't speak, and rubbed Zhou Ci's neck, as if coquettishly: "Didn't the hero say today that he wants me to come back earlier."

The little prince's heart softened, and he couldn't get angry anymore, but this little bastard didn't take his body seriously, and didn't even bother to deal with his wounds, so he should be scolded.

Zhou Ci unscrewed the lid of the medicine bottle, and seeing the child's displeased face, she frowned and scolded: "You are not happy anymore, what right do you have to be unhappy, making yourself comfortable in front of me?"

Qiyue looked puzzled: "Anyway, it will get better soon, why do you have to deal with it like this?" He continued to bury his face in Zhou Ci's neck, and smiled: "If you have time, why not do something else. …”

He raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ci, his tone was low: "Does the hero not want me... He said he wanted me yesterday..."

The little prince blushed and avoided Qiyue's hand: "...shameless."

When did you say it, can it be taken seriously?

After a while, the two men dallyed to heal the wound, and the young man's physique once again refreshed Zhou Ci's three views, but at the same time he was relieved.

He put away the medicine bottle, looking at the smiling young man in front of him, he couldn't speak for some reason.

But...he had to say it, and he had to get out of here.

"July."

"Huh?" The boy who was lazily curling his hero's hair in Zhou Ci's arms responded vaguely.

"I can't be locked up like this anymore."

"I have important things to do, but I won't leave you..."

Before Zhou Ci finished speaking, the person in his arms had already got up.

His expression has changed compared to just now, his eyes are glowing with deep black.

"I told you," the young man said in a hoarse voice, "except for leaving, you can ask for anything..."

"Why, still not good..."

Zhou Ci frowned, and wanted to say something, but the young man couldn't listen anymore, his eyes flashed with sadness and a trace of determination, he threw the little prince on the bed, tilted his head and almost bit Zhou Ci's lips , kissing Zhou Ci roughly in an unacceptably violent way.

"Um...uh—"

Zhou Ci didn't have the strength to resist at all, he kept patting the young man's shoulder, and what he wanted to say was unfortunately blocked back, and none of the words that July didn't want to hear came out.

Zhou Ci was so dazed by the kiss, he was in a daze, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, he would open his mouth every moment he wanted to speak, but the young man would take the opportunity to kiss him deeper, making it impossible to stop his words .

What a bandit...

Zhou Ci was kissed so painfully and sweetly by his lover, suddenly his brows frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

The heart twitched suddenly, and a terrifying palpitation and pain spread to the limbs.

Such pain was caught off guard, and he couldn't help moaning in pain from his lips and teeth, startling the young man who was kissing him.

Qiyue's eyes widened to see Zhou Ci's whole body shaking like chaff because of the pain, and she hugged Zhou Ci, who had her eyes closed tightly, into her arms at a loss.

what happened......

"Call the doctor! Call the doctor!" He didn't have time to think about it, but he was so excited by this scene that he yelled and ordered his subordinates, and turned his head to embrace Zhou Ci as if he was holding some fragile object porcelain.

"Xiong lord... Xiong lord, what's wrong with you, what's wrong..."

He hugged the trembling man in his arms, calling out as if praying, his teeth fiercely bit his wrist, and poured his own blood into Zhou Ci's mouth.

The blood that was so useful that day has lost its effect at this time.

Qiyue could only watch Zhou Ci's crow-like eyelashes tightly closed and trembling, the corners of his mouth overflowing with scarlet, and his whole body curled up like a fallen eagle.

He found in despair that there was nothing he could do.

"Zhou Ci, Zhou Ci..." Qiyue didn't dare to speak loudly, so she could only softly call Zhou Ci's name: "What's wrong with you... why are you uncomfortable... "

He looked at the trembling Zhou Ci, feeling as if his heart was being scraped bit by bit by a blunt knife. He held her in his arms carefully, and tears rolled down his eyes unconsciously: "Don't be like this, please, please. …”

The boy's indifferent voice was as rough as if he had been scratched by tree bark, and he shed tears helplessly, his heart aching beyond measure.

Blood was flowing from his wrist, but he hugged the little prince tightly as if he didn't see it, and pressed his cold face to Zhou Ci's neck: "Zhou Ci, Zhou Ci...please , don't scare me, okay..."

Zhou Ci closed his eyes and could hear Qiyue's cry of blood, but he couldn't wake up. His whole body seemed to be roasted on the fire, and his limbs and bones were all exuding severe pain, especially the heart was pierced. He bit his lower lip tightly, but in the next second, his mouth was pried open with both hands, preventing him from hurting his own lips.

July stretched her wrist to Zhou Ci's lips.

So the teeth that were about to bite the lower lip bit the wrist that was stretched out...

Holding Zhou Ci in his arms in July, tears kept falling. His wrist was painfully bitten by Zhou Ci, but he strangely felt some comfort under the pain.

He stroked Zhou Ci's hair and murmured: "You must be fine, you must be fine...don't scare me..."

But he also knows very well that there is any disease that can harm the S-class male, unless...

Unless it's an incurable disease on this planet...

The panic in his heart couldn't stop expanding, and his heart trembled even more than Zhou Ci's.

If Zhou Ci......

He didn't even dare to think about that ending, no, Zhou Ci will be fine...

He doesn't allow it, he doesn't allow Zhou Ci to have an accident.

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