How to survive by dressing as a villain male

Because the clothes are really boring, and her appearance can be easily discovered, Zhou Ci spent a while in the next week and bought a oversized top with a hood .

This dress is a bit more comfortable, but the material is still not as good as the original dress in the palace. Although wearing it is still accompanied by some pain and itching on the body, it is better than nothing——

The most important thing for Zhou Ci is the hood. The hood is very wide. Once he puts on his neck-length hair and emerald eyes, it will be firmly covered. This makes Zhou Ci very satisfied.

Although the recent days are a little poorer, but working from nine to five every day, exchanging labor for a better life every day, really makes people enjoy themselves. He quite understands why those great poets in his era wanted to Going to hide...

But the latest problem is that for some reason, there are more and more red marks on the body, and blue bruises are gradually spreading all over the body. I don’t know why.

Also, he really misses July recently. I wonder what July looks like now...

Zhou Ci's heart tightened when he thought of seeing the bleak and cold man with the last glance in July. He touched his heart, smiled wryly, turned and went out the door.

The beauty is wearing a large hoodie, which conceals her original graceful figure, but because of some necessary actions to pick up items from the shelf, a small slender and white waist will be exposed, and the two waist dimples above are deeply sunken , The white skin is full of charming red marks.

It's more desirable to tighten than not wearing it.

The sub-female just stared at Zhou Ci all morning, her Adam's apple moved, but she didn't say anything after all.

The convenience store closed in the evening, Zhou Ci stretched her waist, and slowly went to the boss to get wages - they were considered half of the temporary workers, and the wages were settled on a daily basis.

Zhou Ci just bought clothes with money yesterday, and now he doesn't even have money for food, and he is a little dizzy from hunger.

"...Boss, my salary is wrong."

Zhou Ci looked at the money in his hand and whispered.

The convenience store owner has always regarded Zhou Ci as a half-transparent person. He has never heard this person speak only short words such as "oh" and "um". When has he ever heard Zhou Ci say such a long sentence in its entirety?

But the sound... was really pleasant, like spring water hitting a stone bridge, but it was low, which made him stunned for a moment.

The boss paused for a moment, but still said viciously: "How much money do you want for a flower shelf who sits at the front desk every day? You don't want this job. People want it! If you don't want it, get out!"

Zhou Ci feels a little fresh. He has been a doctor on earth to a prince in this world, and no one has ever dared to speak to him like this.I really don't have much experience in dealing with this kind of extremely unfair treatment...

He raised his head and looked at the boss for the first time, turned around and walked into the store to pack up his things. He won't be coming tomorrow. He really didn't believe that there would be no place for him to work in this civilian area, otherwise there would be so many people Live by eating air every day?

The moment he turned around, there were hands that seemed to be trying to grab his wrist. He frowned, quickly moved away, and looked back at the boss vigilantly.

The owner of the convenience store was stunned for a long time, looking into Zhou Ci's eyes fascinatedly for a long time. At this time, Zhou Ci looked like a small beast whose tail had been stepped on, his eyes were staring sharply, and his whole body was faintly tense. Tight, but it looks like it wants to be tamed and bullied.

Although the mental power is a C-rank male, but the eyes are so beautiful and the voice is so nice, I don't know how to scream...

"Be my hero, follow me..." The boss took a deep sniff of Zhou Ci's side: "I won't treat you badly."

Zhou Ci took a big step back in disgust, feeling like throwing up now seeing this shameless female, turned around and left.

He was so hungry that he fumbled in his clothes for a long time to find the last few scattered worm coins—this was for him in case he got sick and had no hot water for backup.

Zhou Ci came to the cheapest slum area with the cheapest food. He usually doesn’t buy food here. He always feels that the food here is not too clean. Kaner staggered and almost fell.

Fortunately, he supported the wall and stabilized his figure, but the face under the hood was pale and frightening.

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but he felt the gaze peeping at him again, and this time the gaze was extremely strong just when he almost fell down.

Zhou Ci rubbed his stomach, walked forward a few more steps slowly, and saw a small stall selling noodles.

It's still Yangchun noodles.

The owner of the stall is very skillful in making it, boil the pot, put the noodles in the pot, pick it up, and sprinkle green onions... Those steps and methods are the most authentic. The lard looks of good quality and the surface is smooth. Delicate, the cabbage is also green and oily, it looks tempting, and the smell is a kind of torture to the hungry Zhou Ci.

He staggered and approached there. The stall owner was a tall man, but he was also dressed in inconspicuous coarse clothes, and his face could not be seen clearly with a hat on. In fact, it didn't matter whether the man was wearing a hat or not. Already hungry, dizzy, staring at the stars, who cares to look at other people's faces.

Because of hunger, his voice was so low that he couldn't hear clearly: "... How much is a bowl of noodles?"

I don't know if it was Zhou Ci's illusion, he felt that the voice of the stall owner was very gentle, but also seemed very depressed, as if he saw some precious and untouchable antique object, revealing a deep and dull voice.

"One worm coin."

Zhou Ci was slightly taken aback.

A worm coin?I'm afraid it's not enough to buy root vegetables... how can it be so cheap?

But he also understood in an instant that this man should have helped him because he saw that he had no money... This stall owner is really a good person.

Zhou Ci took off his hood and wanted to thank him well, but when he looked up, his eyes blurred again, and he staggered and was firmly supported by the man: "Are you... all right?"

The voice is very low and hoarse...it's very nice.

Zhou Ci blushed, feeling a little ashamed, thanked him dryly, picked up a bowl of noodles and nodded his thanks again like the stall owner.

The man didn't seem to like Zhou Ci thanking him like this. He was silent for a while watching Zhou Ci, and didn't respond to Zhou Ci.

Zhou Ci took the bowl of noodles and walked not far away against the wall and slid down, sat obediently on the ground, lowered his head and stirred the noodles with chopsticks, and slowly put the first mouthful of noodles into his mouth.

...It's so delicious.

It tastes exactly the same as when he taught July to make it.

Zhou Ci ignored the soreness at the tip of her nose, and thought positively in her heart that she was really happy and happy to have such a full meal today, what's so hypocritical...

He held the hot bowl firmly, didn't feel hot at all, his nostrils were flaring and he smelled the hot aroma, taking advantage of the hot air and boiling heat, he put the second mouthful of noodles into his mouth.

He ate every mouthful of noodles very carefully, savoring the taste very seriously, the pedestrians passing by were in a hurry, and for a while, it seemed that only he and the man were left in the small space here.

This is a slum again, and the most indispensable thing is the poor.So it doesn't look so awkward for him to lean against the wall and sit on the ground to eat like this.

He was eating like this, and suddenly a person came in front of him. It turned out to be the man who sold him noodles. At this time, Zhou Ci was sitting on the ground against the wall, and he could only see the man's slender, straight and firm eyes. Legs, followed by a pack of tissues handed over.

Only then did Zhou Ci realize that she had burst into tears.

He took the tissue that the man handed him over, wondering if he was dazzled by hunger, Zhou Ci saw the man's fingertips trembling.

When Zhou Ci woke up the next day, she remembered that some of her personal belongings had been left in the convenience store yesterday. After thinking about it, she decided to pick them up. After picking up the things, she hurried away from the convenience store.

When he got up, his whole body was sore, which made Zhou Ci groan uncomfortably.

"Uh..." He frowned slightly, only feeling that his bones were about to fall apart.

What's the situation?Why is it like that once...

Zhou Ci lowered her head and checked her body carefully, and found that the bruises and red marks that hadn't faded had been filled with new ones today, especially the waist...it was a bit horrible.

It seemed that he had a dream last night. In the dream, he and Qiyue were hugging each other...

Zhou Ci scratched her head, and stopped thinking about those illusory things. July is now dealing with a series of affairs of the newly appointed main administrator, how could she really come here.

Maybe it's the clothes.

He put on his clothes, and deliberately loosened the belt around his waist, praying that this delicate body would not be marked so easily again.

Before leaving, I don't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that my soft quilt was a little damp.

When I came to the convenience store, I found many employees chatting together, not knowing what they were talking about.

Yanu, who worked with him, quietly approached Zhou Ci: "Have you heard? Our boss died yesterday!"

"......died?"

Zhou Ci was startled.

Death is nothing new in slums and civilian areas, but the boss has the money to open a convenience store after all, so why did he die so easily?

The sub-female said in a low tone, a little scared: "And the death is very miserable. I heard that the hands were cut off, the eyes were gouged out, and the nose was cut off... It's terrible!"

Zhou Ci's face turned pale, remembering the chill that the boss sniffed next to him with his nose upright yesterday, he frowned and asked, "Then what should we do now, this convenience store... "

Who owns this convenience store?

At this time, a young man came from a distance, he smiled cheerfully at Zhou Ci and the others, and nodded slightly: "You...Hello, I am a distant relative of the boss, he has no children, this family I'll take care of it after the store."

Zhou Ci felt an indescribable strangeness. The next second, the over-enthusiastic new shop owner came to Zhou Ci and the others, and told them a lot of things, but in the end they all settled down. Their wages were too low. Give them a raise.

Zhou Ci stared blankly at the salary which was ten times higher than before and kept silent. Wouldn't this really make the boss go bankrupt...

When he went back in the evening, although the money had increased, Zhou Ci didn’t spend too much. He went around to the restaurant in the slum area, searched for a while from yesterday’s noodle shop, and found that the kind stall owner yesterday had left .

He couldn't help being very disappointed, and stared at the money in his hand in a daze for a while - he wanted to thank him very much today, after all, he didn't even have the energy to look at that man yesterday, it was really rude...

Annoyed, he bought mochi from a random restaurant and went back to his cubic wooden house.

Zhou Ci put the money into a small tin can. This kind of tin can is the least valuable in this kind of place. He picked it up from the street and put it away carefully. He decided in his heart that if he got sick, he would buy medicine for himself in the future. eat.

Zhou Ci still didn't have a bed, so he sat on the soft quilt on the ground, skillfully lit the fireplace, warmed up, and quietly began to eat the mochi he bought.

It's just that the mochi was really not tasty, it was hard, and there were a few teeth. He didn't care about his teeth, but when he swallowed it, it hurt his throat, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Ahem...cough..." Zhou Ci coughed a bit, frowned and put down the mochi.

"Squeak-"

Someone opened the door and walked in.

Startled, Zhou Ci looked up suddenly, and saw a blond man in a white military uniform walking in gracefully.

The air was silent for a while.

Zhou Ci was surprised, but Jin Bo looked around the wooden house with interest, and finally his eyes fell on Zhou Ci, looking carefully.

Jin Bo looked down at the little prince who was originally noble, proud and domineering, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider.

The little milk cat that I saw in the Worm Palace that day was bred to be smooth and smooth, and its fur was shiny. Du's emerald eyes were amazingly bright.

The dirty-faced little cat just sat on the crudely made blanket, holding the half-eaten food in his hand, and the clothes were too wide, so he could easily see the red and blue inside from his angle... ...

What a poor cat.

But Jin Bo knelt down on one knee beside the dirty cat, and gently wiped off the dust on Zhou Ci's face with his hand, revealing a magnificent face.

The clothes are simple, without any miscellaneous decorations, but they stand out beautifully, easily attracting all his attention and awakening all his desires.

A man in an expensive military uniform knelt on one knee next to a ragged beauty in such an unsuitable way, there was an indescribably weird and strong visual impact.

Several golden badges on Jin Bo's chest shone brightly, his thin lips were slightly parted, and there was light and deep desire in the fox's eyes——

"Third prince, you are really living in a mess..."

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A certain vinegar spirit is on his way with a knife~~~

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