Married with the villain after wearing a book

Seemingly aware of Sancho's silence, Yu Xiu repeated, "Can't I praise my canary?"

Sancho touched his face shyly, "I don't think my appearance can be called a canary."

It was originally a joke, but Sancho himself became serious after speaking. He got up from Yu Xiu's lap and ran to the bathroom to stare at himself in the mirror.

He is good-looking, similar to his original appearance, with exquisite and beautiful features, thin stature, and cute lips that make people want to bite...

That's enough for a canary, right?

The man came to the door, heard him muttering about his appearance in a low voice, and finally couldn't help it, "Can I touch your face?"

This way you can roughly imagine what he looks like.

Sancho hummed, and the ending sound raised, "Is it not easy to touch other parts of my body? Why touch your face."

Yu Xiu has long been used to Sancho coming casually, and the man doesn't mind being with him at all, "Well, where does Qiao Qiao want me to touch?"

The man with a beautiful face slowly opened his eyes, as if his eyes fell on Sancho immediately, lingering on every fascinating part of him.

"Is it the straight and slender legs that can be wrapped around my waist, or the soft and full butt that can be slapped by me when you are disobedient?"

Yu Xiu's voice was low, shed the softness and gentleness that he had always pretended to be, and became more mature and deep, more provocative, "Or the tight and muscleless lower abdomen, which makes me want to bite the collarbone and the back of the neck ?”

"Or, is it the thin and thin shoulders, and the chest wrapped around the beating heart? Well, personally, I want to touch this place the most..."

Sancho was stunned when he heard that, a shameful blush had already spread on his face, and he wanted to spread it all over his body following the man's words.

He, he, how could he, Sancho opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say in rebuttal, those fox eyes were rounded at the moment, shaking the mist of embarrassment.

"Why doesn't Qiao Qiao speak?" Yu Xiu tilted his head slightly, and there was a faint, greedy and malicious smile on the man's pale and deep face.

At this moment, Yu Xiu looked like a real villain.

He chuckled and continued, putting his fingertips on his lips, "It turns out that Qiao Qiao is a high-attacker and low-defense player. His mouth is unscrupulous, and he panics when he is counterattacked. It's so cute."

Sancho simply smashed the pot, approached aggressively with a blushing face, leaned over on both sides of the wheelchair, and covered Yu Xiu under his shadow, "Then let's try it?"

A look of pain flashed across the man's brows, and his slender hands touched Sancho's face, trembling faintly, and his movements were slow, as if he was enduring some torture.

Sancho blinked suspiciously, and found that Yu Xiu's face was even more ugly, and he was startled, "What's wrong with you? Is it hurting again? I'll call someone!"

Before he could move, Yu Xiu shouted hoarsely, "No, don't go, it's not phantom pain."

It was he who violated the character design, and the system was punishing him.

It was as if countless electric currents were rushing through his flesh and blood, bursting out with sparks and thunder, burning every inch of meridians.

Excluding the first few worlds, Yu Xiu was almost never punished.

However, at this moment, the man is suffering from such severe torture, just because of his words just now.

Yu Xiu knew he should stop, but the more he was tortured, the colder his breath became, and there was only one thought in his mind.

He has to speak and he has to touch.

He was tired of being framed by people, and he allowed himself to get along with Sancho like this.

It allows him to feel that he is real.

It seems that Sancho's kiss last night not only broke his determination to save points for train tickets.

It also cracked the character of "Yu Xiu" a little bit, revealing the traumatized, tormented, and real himself inside.

Sancho noticed the terrifying aura emanating from the man's body, as if he was something that made him gnash his teeth, and took a step back unconsciously, a little scared.

The distance between the two has been pulled away, but the man is still persistently moving forward, even though the corners of his lips are bleeding.

Sancho was frightened and soft-hearted, paused for a moment, sat down in his arms meekly, and held Yu Xiu's hand, while the other hand of the man had already firmly grasped Sancho's waist.

Sancho straightened his back all of a sudden, and his waist trembled in the man's hands.

"Husband?" Sancho's voice trembled with pain, and tried to comfort him, "Husband, are you okay?"

Yu Xiu turned a deaf ear, he let go of Sancho's hand, touched the boy's cheek, his fingertips as cold as a cold front caressed little by little, Sancho didn't dare to move, his eyelashes trembled in fear.

"Very beautiful, our Qiao Qiao is very beautiful." Yu Xiu said in a hoarse voice, the blood flowed out, making the man even more treacherous and cold, and Sancho almost roared when he saw it.

Wipe away the blood before you speak!

Yu Xiu hugged him tightly in his arms, and leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed, while Sancho nestled quietly in his arms, slowly relaxing.

When the man's breathing calmed down, Sancho asked in a low voice, "What happened to you just now?"

"Jojo's reluctance to be my canary pissed me off."

Sancho:? ? ?

"We are married and we are going to get married. I am a real fiancee, how can I be a canary." Sancho found the reason.

The man retorted lazily, "It's just a commercial marriage. Those who are married can be sex transactions for money, and those who are not married can be even more so."

Sancho said yes, you are the one who is playing with me, you hateful villain.

The two hugged for a while before Yu Xiu let him go, "Call the nurse for me, okay?"

"I'm going to sleep in separate beds tonight." Sancho said coldly.

Yu Xiu tilted his eyes a little curiously, "Huh?"

Sancho thought that he would not agree. After all, Yuxiu asked the two to share the bed from the very beginning. He just said so, but suddenly saw the man nodded, "If Qiaoqiao wants to, fine."

Sancho stalked for a moment, then snorted heavily, "Split as much as you want."

When the nurse came up, he saw that Yu Xiu's condition was not very good, his face was pale, there was blood splattered from the corner of his lips, his body was covered in cold sweat, his muscles were so slack and so weak that he could barely lift a finger.

But there was a vague, contented smile on his face.

"Sir!" The nurse was startled.

"Help me take a shower and change my clothes. I should have a fever and be very weak. Call the doctor." Yu Xiu ordered quietly, and then lost consciousness.

The process of punishment cannot be seen by the system, but the consequences can be seen clearly.

Tonight is destined not to be passed safely, and Canary may sleep in separate rooms.

Sancho received a call from his agent and told him about what happened today, "...In short, you are now a popular artist, and your value has doubled."

"The capital behind the wind is strong, so this role is definitely yours, and you will join the group in two weeks. This time it should be no problem, right?"

In the end, the manager couldn't help laughing out loud, "Not bad, I know I've found a backer for myself, keep up the good work, Canary."

Sancho: ...how come you are like this!