Vicious villains always roll over [Quick Transmigration]

little liar?

"Stupid thing, do you think this sentence sounds familiar? 』

There was silence in his mind, and he couldn't scream no matter how he exchanged.

The shivering Xiao Jiujiu: Well, I dare not go out.

Ji Miao felt that this sentence seemed familiar, but he couldn't think of it. He didn't want to waste his brain cells.

He put away the sword, met the man's deep eyebrows, and jumped into his eyes with interest: "Punishment? Huh?"

The young man's voice was soft and comfortable like the wind blowing through his hair, with a slight tone of voice, and it melted into the man's chest like sugar strands.

This was the first time Lu Zhou heard the boy's voice after so many days.

The cold and pale finger bones brushed against the bright red and warm lips, which was stained with some warmth, and the gray-white eyes met Ji Miao's beautiful eyebrows.

Like Nongli's flowers, they are so beautiful that they are eye-catching.

Even now, his boy is still fearless.

The man opened his mouth and sighed, "Miaomiao is still like this... fearless..."

"But that's okay."

"Miaomiao probably can't escape..."

Ji Miao felt a tightness around his waist and a change in his gaze, and then he realized that he was being pressed into his arms.

He raised his head, his peach-shaped pupils were slightly curved, and his brows were wanton: "How are you going to punish me?"

In the eyes of everyone, the frightening zombie king turned his face.

Qin Zhao's complexion was pale and bloodshot, while Su Qi's complexion was as white as paper.

For the first time, Lu Zhou blatantly branded his lips on the lips he had coveted for many years, to swear his ownership.

He whispered in the boy's ear: "No hurry, we still have a long time to discuss."

Then the figures of the two were submerged in a cloud of zombies.

*

There was a vast expanse of white snow outside the window, and the snowflakes sealed the window with a thin layer of ice. The sky in the last days is unpredictable.

The day after he was brought here by Lu Zhou, it snowed.

In the huge villa, the air conditioner is turned on inside, and it is as warm as spring. In the apocalypse where resources are so scarce, this villa can still use electricity and water normally like before the apocalypse.

Thinking about it, Lu Zhou still lost his mind.

The boy sat on the bed, his bare feet naturally fell on the expensive blanket that the zombie had painstakingly found, light blue meridians appeared on the delicate white ankle skin, and the white and red formed a strong visual impact.

"Stupid things? 』

It was only then that Miao realized that something was wrong with Xiao Jiujiu.

It should be said that since Lu Zhou appeared, Xiao Jiujiu has never appeared, just like the previous two worlds.

Or, Xiao Jiujiu was afraid of something.

Ears caught a strange sound, and when Ji Miao looked up, the door that had been locked was suddenly opened.

He met the man's gray eyes.

coming.

"Lu Zhou."

A boy's voice sounded in the room.

As he said that, Ji Miao stood up, always on guard against the sudden attack of the protagonist after turning into a zombie.

This room is very big, the door is about several meters away from the bed, and he hasn't had time to see the man's movements clearly.

The body suddenly vacated, and then was lightly thrown on the bed, which was very soft.

The ankle was suddenly grabbed.

Lu Zhou's hands were extremely cold, especially after turning into a zombie, his body lost its temperature, and his body was still wrapped in the cold temperature outside.

Tuck the boy's feet into the quilt and carefully press the edge of the quilt.

The comforter is very soft.

The man squatted beside the bed, still keeping his head down, Yubai's feet poked out from the bed, and his chin warmed.

The gray eyes reflected the figure of the boy.

Ji Miao propped up his upper body, and the back of his feet lifted Lu Zhou's chin. Because it was too cold, he had to move his place, his feet resting on the man's chest, and his eyes flickered a bit nastyly: "Stay away from me."

Really cold.

I don't know which word touched Lu Zhou's nerves. The zombies outside felt the oppressive power of their king. They roared in a low voice outside, trembling and lowering their heads, mixed with a bit of fear.

"is it?"

Some kind of icy emotion emerged from the off-white color, the man brushed the boy's cheek, and branded a cold kiss on it, his eyes filled with blunt possession: "No way."

Now you are the sparrow in my palm, the bird in the cage, you can let me do whatever I want.

If Lu Zhou, who did not turn into a zombie, was silent and introverted, but turned into a zombie, and the protagonist in the early stage was a wild beast with its sharp claws put away, then the current protagonist let out the beast in his heart.

Ji Miao pinched the man's chin with her hand, and said in a loose manner, "Why not? Who are you to me?"

"still……"

Evil appeared in his eyes: "You fell in love with the enemy who indirectly caused you to become a zombie?"

Ji Miao thought that the protagonist would get angry, but if he didn't get angry, he would probably leave.

Unexpectedly, the man with deep eyebrows straightened up, wrapped the boy tightly with a quilt, lowered his head, and for the first time, his cold tongue broke into the warm mouth.

It's like patrolling a familiar territory, licking and cruising inch by inch, lukewarm and slow.

This kissing skill is definitely not what Lu Zhou should have, who dared not touch him before, and hid his love in his heart for fear that he would find out.

And this lukewarm rhythm made Jimiao inexplicably familiar.

Ji Miao felt as if he was holding a piece of ice, and his brows and eyes were a little impatient, trying to push him away, but just as he broke free, the back of his head was held down, and the two of them became more tightly bound.He was kissed inside and out.

The thin red spread from the neck to the cheeks, and Ji Miao was a little annoyed.

The man's breath was cold, he lowered his head, as if facing his own god: "You are mine..."

husband.

Ji Miao pushed the man away and ran to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, looking extremely disgusted.

When Lu Zhou walked to the door, the young man turned around, frowned slightly, wiped off the water stains from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and spit out a few sharp words from his red mouth.

"It's disgusting."

The air suddenly condensed, and the clothes were torn apart without any external force, and all the buttons were broken, revealing a small section of fair and delicate skin.

The breath beside her was icy cold, the kiss fell from the base of the ear, and finally kissed the cinnabar, with no fluctuation in tone: "I think so, Miaomiao is not good, the first punishment... I want Miaomiao to bear my desire."

"After all, I've thought about it for too long."

He used to be careful not to show it, even when he was touched by a teenager, he would feel unstoppable shame.Of course he hated this little liar, who abandoned him with his own hands. He knew that the people under him were bad, but he loved this little liar who was full of tricks and pricks.

Xiao Jiujiu, who was watching the whole process, was puzzled: why did its host live for so long! ?Repeatedly bouncing on the protagonist's sensitive nerves.

……

Because of the level increase outside the house, the zombie subordinates with IQs looked at each other when they heard the faint muffled sound inside the house.

*

[Host, how are you doing? 】

Xiao Jiujiu slipped out while the protagonist was away.

Seeing that his host was a little miserable, his face was flushed, and hickeys ran from his neck along his collarbone to his body covered by the bed, one could tell how indulgent and loving the person on the bed was.

It's hot, even the breath is hot when you exhale.

The broken hair on the forehead was a little wet.

Ji Miao felt that he had a fever.

"Go and try what it feels like to dry a dead body." 』

He sneered, because his sick tone was very bad, although he and the protagonist didn't make it to the end.

He lifted the quilt, and the protagonist didn't know what the trick was, so he just gave him a sweater. The sweater was a bit wide, and it grew above the knee.

"I'll take it back later on. 』

Little Jiujiu: Σ(°Д°;

He raised the corners of his mouth, got out of bed and opened the window. Most of the snow outside the window had melted, but it was still cold.

In order to prevent him from escaping, the protagonist also sealed the window with barbed wire.

Gee.

However, the protagonist doesn't seem to know that his ability is spiritual.

Ji Miao manipulated the mental thread in his head, and the spiritual thread in the air became as sharp as a knife, quickly cutting open the wire on the window.

The cold wind was still biting, and the zombies guarding outside looked at the handsome young man by the window in astonishment.

The chaotic and hot mind was blown by the cold wind, sobering up a lot.

Without hesitation, Ji Miao jumped down, her spirit gathered under her feet.

"Stupid thing, navigate to find the Baiyueguang system, I feel that the protagonist of this world is not easy..."

Ji Miao's eyes sank.

Can ignore my mental power, and many actions that make him feel familiar.

【Okay... stay...】

Before Xiao Jiujiu could finish speaking, the sound was automatically muted as if the pause button had been pressed.

Ji Miao was picked up tightly by someone, the person's body was very cold, but Ji Miao felt very comfortable holding her, as if seeing water in a dry place.

"Want to escape?"

"Miaomiao is still the same as before, really disobedient."

"Punishment is not enough."

The slightly cool fingertips brushed the forehead of the person in his arms, and suddenly there was a pause, and the man put his hand on the forehead of the person in his arms.

A slightly higher temperature than usual.

His movements were a little messy, he used his body to block the biting cold wind, took off his coat and wrapped the person in his arms tightly.

There was a little confusion in the gray-white eyes. In memory, Miaomiao here was well protected by him and never got sick.

Lu Zhou opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but there was a slight pull on his collar.

He met the boy's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, with a bright light inside, which was very scorching, and exhaled a scorching breath.

Holding up his upper body, his slightly hot cheeks were pressed against the man's cold face, and his tone was harsh: "Lu Zhou."

"You don't need to pretend to be kind, the way I am now is not thanks to you."

"I watched you besieged by zombies with cold eyes, and tried my best to get rid of you and let you fight the high-level zombies in the tunnel alone."

"I want you to die in the siege of zombies, or be wiped out by supernatural beings, or..."

"Die in a fight with high-level zombies."

He spoke slowly, but every word pierced his heart, and the man's arms subconsciously tightened.

"Miaomiao... miss me...death?"

Ji Miao was so burned that her consciousness was a little fuzzy.

But thinking of what would happen next, his blood couldn't help but flow fast.

Lu Zhou moved, and he touched the boy's reddish cheek with his cold hand without hesitation.

"why?"

"because……"

"I hate you."

"You think you are protecting me, but you secretly do that kind of thing to me after I fall asleep."

"Lu Zhou, you are a pervert."

After the consciousness blurred into a point.

"You're still a monster..."

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