The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

Chen lovingly kissed Qian Ya's smooth back, hugged Qian Ya tightly in his arms, not letting him escape, not letting him move, he could only be hugged by him like this, only belong to him like this.

Qian Ya swears that if he is killed in the future, he will not dare to do anything to Chen when he is unconscious.

It hurts so much... Qian Ya has been crying since the beginning until now, and beat Chen many times as if to vent his anger. When he was forced into a helpless situation, Qian Ya even scolded Chen desperately: "...I cao1 you mom……"

Chen: "?"

Chen didn't understand the other words, but this sentence made Chen keenly aware that Qian Ya was resisting him.

and so……

"Ah! I was wrong... I dare not...Master... I... Uh... Damn..."

On the second day, the sky turned white. When Chen woke up, looking at Qian Ya who had been messed up by him, he felt a little... at a loss...

Complicated emotions, hard to describe...

It's joy, because the little guy in front of me has not disappeared...

It's sad, because the little guy's condition is really miserable...

Chen wanted to lift Qian Ya up from the ground, but just as his hand touched the body of the young man with closed eyes, the young man dodged reflexively.

"No..." Qian Ya shrank his body in a daze, the corners of his mouth twitched in grievance, and his eyelashes instantly became wet.

Hide, definitely can't hide.

Chen ignored all the insignificant struggles of Qian Ya, and stretched out his hand to grab him into his arms.His eyes fell on Qian Ya's face, repeatedly confirming that he saw the right person.

Qian Ya slowly opened his eyes under such a big move, and the moment he met Shang Chen's gaze, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I lost control..." Chen kissed Qian Ya's forehead with a sincere tone.

Although he knew it wasn't the master's fault, Qian Ya still didn't want to talk to the master for the time being.

When Chen was dressing him, he ignored Chen.

When carrying him home, he ignored Chen.

When bathing him, he still ignored Chen.

It wasn't until Chen applied the medicine to him that he said a word in a trembling voice: "It hurts..."

Chen relaxed his movements, and comforted him, "It won't hurt after taking the medicine, good boy."

Qian Ya resigned himself to lying on Chen's lap, grabbing the bed sheet fiercely, thinking that he would have to beat his master a few more times, but from the corner of his eye he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a person lying beside the bed.

Qian Ya moved his eyes to look over in surprise, and was instantly startled.

"Damn!" No longer caring about the pain in his body, he quickly sat up and distanced himself from the person on the bed, pointing at the body of the dead Qian Ya, "He, he...you put him on the bed?!"

Chen put his arms around Qian Ya's waist from behind: "Yes."

"Burn him..." Qian Ya was also convinced, knowing that the master would not bear him, but he never thought that the master would be so reluctant...

The touch is real, and the creepiness is not fake...

"Give me an explanation first." Chen rested his chin on Qian Ya's shoulder, and said in a slightly heavy tone, "Let me fully believe that you are really back." Otherwise, he would not want to let the cannon fodder Qian Ya fall into the ground.

Qian Ya also felt that he had to explain clearly to the master first, otherwise why would the master believe that he is the real Qian Ya.

Alas, master, sometimes, it really hurts my heart.

"After I died, my consciousness returned to my original body. After a week in the real world, I took my body and re-entered the novel." Qian Ya looked up at Chen, "What you are holding now, It's my original body."

With just a few words, Chen can completely relax.

Because the matter of transmigrating into the novel is a secret that only he and Qian Ya know.

"I told you before..." Qian Ya said, pulled Chen to touch his abdomen, and laughed, "I have a better figure than him, with abdominal muscles... I didn't lie to you..."

Chen's hand covered Qian Ya's abdomen, and touched it lightly a few times, hugging Qian Ya tighter and tighter.

"This matter is quite mysterious, and I don't know how to explain it... But master, if you are worried, you can ask me a few questions to confirm my identity." Qian Ya lowered his head slowly.

"For example, I know that you are from the Hidden Emperor Clan. Also, you said you would draw pictures for me... By the way, you still like to shave my hair! Look at my current hair, blue, handsome or not! "Qian Ya said, and even tugged at his own hair.

"That's enough, little guy." A smile slowly appeared on the corner of Chen's mouth, and even his eyes were a little red.

It's his Qianya...

It is really his Qianya...

"Master, do you believe it?" Qian Ya asked carefully.

"Believe." Chen nodded, and locked Qian Ya firmly with his strong arms, "I believe in you."

Qian Ya showed a smile, he leaned on Chen's chest, and reminded with a smile: "Then, can you get him away? Can we change this bed?"

He didn't want to sleep in a bed that had been slept in by a body that had been dead for seven days, somewhat rotting.

Chen: "OK."

This matter really cannot be delayed, Qian Ya endured the pain and got out of bed: "Master, shall we go and handle it now?"

Otherwise, where would he sleep at night...

"Yeah." After dressing Qian Ya, Chen walked to Cannon Fodder Shou's body and took off the collar around his neck: "It didn't help."

Seeing that Chen was about to fall into self-blame, Qian Ya hurried over to take the collar: "If the collar is too big, we can make it into a bracelet. It gives me a sense of belonging, and I like it very much."

Hearing this, Chen stretched out his hand to pat Qian Ya's head: "I listen to you, my little guy."

Qian Ya understood the feeling of cannon fodder very well. After cremating the cannon fodder, he specially found him a sunny cemetery, and planted many flowers beside it.

It looks full of life, which is the favorite of cannon fodder.

The funeral was also very grand. Although no one else was invited to participate, every servant mourned for him silently.

Cannon fodder Qianya: [Can you come and visit my tomb every once in a while? 】

Qian Ya turned his head and glanced at Chen who was still explaining things from a distance, and whispered back: "Okay."

Cannon fodder Qianya: [Thank you. 】

Like Qian Ya, he had no home before meeting Chen.

It was Qian Ya who rewrote his fate. Not only did he bury his body generously, let his consciousness last forever, but also gave him a warm place to live.

Although he dislikes Qian Ya's stupidity, he also likes Qian Ya.

Like to support to the death.

After everything was dealt with, the bedroom was sprayed with deodorant at Qian Ya's request, and the windows were opened for a long time to ventilate.

A new story is being written, and his life has just begun.

In the evening, Qian Ya was lying in front of the window, looking at the familiar moonlight and scenery outside the window, the smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be concealed.

Although the fear of this world is still buried in the bottom of his heart, the power of happiness is very strong, allowing him to temporarily put aside all the unbearable, stand in front of the future again, and greet him with a smile.

After taking a shower, Chen walked up to Qian Ya and hugged him from behind: "What should I do to catch you?"

Leaving aside twice, the second time almost cost Chen's life.

"Master." Qian Ya tilted his head to look at Chen, and smiled slyly, "It's all because of my charm, so I need you to be stronger to protect me."

"I will give you this promise, Qian Ya." Chen promised Qian Ya, and at the same time, he took out the bracelet that the servant had just sent from the box, and put it on for Qian Ya, "You must also promise me, from now on Do not leave again."

He could no longer bear the pain of losing Qian Ya for the third time, and for those seven days without Qian Ya, his life would have been worse than death.

Except for the comfort that can be brought to him when holding the cannon fodder and humbly warming his body without temperature, at other times, he doesn't know how to hold on.

"I promise." Qian Ya raised the black bracelet on his left hand, smiling coquettishly.

The wind by the window ruffled his hair, and some hairs fell to his eyes, leaving tiny shadows under his eyes.

He looks really good-looking.

It just hit Chen's heart unexpectedly, and he couldn't get out of it for the rest of his life.

The difference from An Ning here is that Su, who was sitting on the sofa, learned that Chen had held a funeral for Qian Ya, and only then did he completely believe that Qian Ya was really dead.

It's just a slave, he dies when he dies, but what's the matter with the reluctance in his heart... Why, he wants to cry a little...

At this time, a beautiful woman sat on Su's lap with a smile, and reached out to unbutton Su's uniform.

She had just been paid tribute to Su.

Some nobles saw that Su was in a bad mood these days, it seemed that it was because of a beautiful slave, so in order to win the relationship, the nobles specially arranged for an outstanding beauty to serve him.

In fact, Su also wanted to taste the taste of another human being, and it wasn't necessary for Qian Ya.He is a nobleman, how can he be restrained by a lowly human being.

What's more, Qian Ya always resists himself and makes himself unhappy.

So Su Mo agreed to the beauty's move.

However, when the beauty's hand slipped down along Su's beautiful body, Su suddenly frowned and grabbed the beauty's hand violently.

"Ah!" The beauty was pinched, her brows were furrowed, and she let out a soft breath.If Su exerted more force, her wrist would be shattered...

Even though his appearance was lovely and pitiful, Su did not soften his heart.

He slowly lifted the beauty's face with the other hand, then tightened it suddenly, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are a woman, and you are not half as good-looking as him."