The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

The moment Chen closed his eyes and slept next to Gu Xian, he suddenly panicked.

He frowned, trying desperately to dig out the source of all this in his mind, except that he felt a little better when he thought of Qian Ya, but he couldn't catch anything.

Xu was overthinking things, the moment Gu Xian put his arms around him, he didn't react.

She even almost reflexively wanted to raise her arms to hug him and call him a little guy.

When Chen lowered his head and realized that it was Gu Xian who was leaning against his arms at the moment, he subconsciously wanted to push it away, but Gu Xian didn't give him a chance and let go of his hand on his own initiative.

"If you dare to do this again, I will cut your neck off regardless." The reason why Chen's tone became worse was because the face he saw was not his little guy, and the sudden disappointment in his heart was too heavy.

"Why don't you want to look at me?" Gu Xian asked, "I'm no worse than him."

"You can't compare." Chen replied, "He won't be as despicable as you."

He would just hang on to himself foolishly, shouting happily one master at a time.

He would only hug himself and cry with red eyes after being bullied, but he never thought of helping him get revenge.

He has no extra purpose with himself, and even gives everything he has to himself.

With such a thousand years, how could Chen not be willing to love him?

"If I wasn't despicable, I wouldn't have the opportunity to be so close to you." Even after hearing Chen's blunt words, the smile on the corner of Gu Xian's mouth was still gentle.

Chen was about to reply when he suddenly noticed the flickering light on the ring on his thumb.

He took a breath for a moment, and his low voice was extremely depressed: "What did you do to him?"

"I won't kill him." Gu Xian shook his head, "Without him, how can I blackmail you?"

From what Mo said, Su should be very interested in Qian Ya, so he wouldn't kill Qian Ya in such a short period of time.

The reason why he only stayed with Chen for a week was not only because he felt that Chen was unhappy, but also because he didn't dare to take such a big risk to bet on how long Su's interest in that slave would last.

One week is the limit...

"Gu Xian, your stubbornness has no other meaning except to make me hate you even more." Chen fumbled for the ring, as if he could touch Qian Ya at the other end through a layer of cold black glass.

"But I will be happy to be so close to you." Gu Xian smiled.

Yes, today he is happier than ever, because today he is closer to Chen than ever.

Chen didn't want to continue talking to him, so he turned his back to him.

After Gu Xian stared at his back for a while, his eyes slowly lowered, and his eyes fell on Chen's tail.

He raised his hand cautiously, and touched the gray soft fur beside Chen's tail, but Chen didn't feel it, so the smile on the corner of Gu Xian's mouth grew stronger.

Chen closed his eyes, but the uneasiness in his heart did not calm down.

He planned to wait for Gu Xian to fall asleep, then sneak out to find Qian Ya, and then take him away.

Who knew that Gu Xian seemed to know what Chen was thinking, and before going to bed, he mentioned: "There are twelve white tigers patrolling near the palace, and dozens of other nobles are planted around. Once you leave, they will wake me up." .”

After hearing this, Chen pulled the quilt to cover himself impatiently.

Qian Ya fell asleep until the next afternoon before slowly opening his eyes. He stared at the ceiling of the bedroom for a long time before his vision gradually became clear.

Head hurts……

It wasn't the pain of the rupture, but the pain from the inside out, like countless small needles stuck in his brain one after another, the pain made him want to cry.

There are countless memories that don't belong to him flooding in, depression, fear, sadness...

Later, I became fearless, numb, and didn't care...

He felt that it was himself, and it seemed that it was not himself.

Has he been beaten and scolded by many people?

Did he sleep in the arms of many people?

Did he hate the world from the very beginning?

Did he confuse the cannon fodder with himself...

Or, did they merge?

Otherwise, how could he accept the memories that did not belong to him, so perfectly.

Even, accepting all the actions that cannon fodder shou has done...

Qian Ya covered his head, and a large amount of memory was suddenly mixed into his head, as if a ball of paste had been injected into it, so thick that he couldn't turn it.

At this time, Su pushed the door in with the porridge, and saw Qian Ya opened his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You can really sleep."

Qian Ya slowly lowered the hand covering his head, and his eyes fell on Su.

"Headache?" Su put the porridge on the table beside him, and helped Qian Ya up from the bed.

He asked someone to remove the chain around Qian Ya's neck last night, saving him annoyance.

"Yeah." Qian Ya nodded.

Su was very satisfied with the attitude of Qian Ya's reply, so he sat down beside Qian Ya, took him into his arms, and stretched out his hands to rub his temples.

Qian Ya didn't pander to nor resist, just followed Su and leaned into his arms.

The tip of the nose is Su's deodorant, the smell is very faint, so it won't make Qian Ya uncontrollable, so he didn't deliberately distance himself.

"Is it better now?" Su asked after rubbing for a long time.

"Yeah." Qian Ya said, "I'm hungry."

With a smile on the corner of Su's mouth, he brought over the porridge next to him: "Shall I feed you, or do you eat by yourself?"

"I eat it myself."

"I'll feed you." Su scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it on his lips and blew it, and sent it to Qian Ya's lips.

Qian Ya held the spoon with his mouth open, his black eyelashes drooping, even though his head was covered with a bandage and his face was pale, it didn't hinder his coquettish aura that was exuding all the time.

"Is your body still hurting?" Su's mood improved, and he even cared a little more for him.

Qian Ya was taken aback when he heard the words, and shook his head.

"I'll check it later," Su said.

"Can you give me a set of clothes after the inspection?" Qian Ya swallowed his second mouthful of porridge, "I want to go for a walk."

"Where else do you want to go?" Su's tone sank.

"I won't run away, if you are worried, you can stay with me."

Hearing this, Su's complexion improved a lot in an instant, and he heard the word "accompany" very pleasantly.

After Qian Ya finished the third spoonful of porridge, he said softly, "Porridge has no taste."

"I asked the servant to put some sugar for you."

"Ah."

Facts have proved that as long as Qian Ya doesn't make trouble with Su, Su will almost respond to his every request.

After checking Qian Ya's body, he really brought a set of clothes for Qian Ya, carried him out of bed, and led him to the back garden.

There are large expanses of green grass in the garden, and there are many colorful flowers that Qian Ya has never seen before.

The sun was shining brightly at this time, there were butterflies flying in the flowers, and small flying insects that could not be named were circling around, the scenery was no different from what Qian Ya saw in the real world.

This made him feel a little familiar and nostalgic.

"Are all your servants brought over from the slave pen?" Qian Ya stepped on the soft grass, slightly raised his head and asked Su.

"They were all assigned to me after successfully surviving." Su lowered his head to look at Qian Ya, who had half of his face bathed in the sun, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qian Ya's eyes drooped, it turned out that even if they human beings survive to the end, they still cannot escape the fate of being enslaved and enjoyed.

Since there is no escape, what's the point of struggling?

"You were also in the slave circle before." Thinking of this, Su seemed a little unhappy. He suddenly wrapped his arms around Qian Ya's waist tightly and asked, "Which executives have touched you, I will kill them."

Qian Ya looked at Shang Su with eyes full of anger, thinking about it seriously.

What he remembered was not only his own memory, but also the cannon fodder, or in other words, it was all his own.

"No supervisor touched me, but one supervisor tortured me with a stick."

As soon as these words came out, Su's face turned pale.

"I also hooked up with several nobles, and I abandoned them for new ones when I was not satisfied. I found the snake clan for the last time."

Su's complexion became even worse, and the arms holding Qian Ya kept tightening, making Qian Ya unable to breathe.

But Qian Ya didn't stop because of this, he continued: "I have used all kinds of postures with the master."

After finishing speaking, Qian Ya noticed Su's face that was almost blue with anger, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

The small flowers in the corners of his eyes slowly bloomed in the sun as if regaining life, and they were so beautiful.