It's better to fall in love than abuse scum [Quick Transmigration]

Just as Zhou Chi expected, Guan Zhe, who was supposed to be chatting with Xiao Mu, came upstairs not long after.

Zhou Chi had just finished his breakfast and was lying on the bed reading a book with his arms crossed. When Guan Zhe walked in, he happened to see him turning the pages.

Youth, no, perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it is a teenager.

The young man pinched the thin paper with his white and tender fingers, and he unconsciously turned his head sideways as he turned the pages. The golden sunlight fell on his soft hair, and at the same time reflected his pink lips and cheeks. Very clear dimples.

This scene is warm and beautiful, but the image of Zhou Chi and Xiao Mu talking and laughing in front of him is always lingering in Guan Zhe's mind.

Like gangrene attached to the bone, lingering.

Guan Zhe's eyes darkened suddenly, he suppressed his anger and walked to the bed and sat down.

"What are you looking at?"

"The Nightingale and the Rose by Oscar Wilde." Zhou Chi didn't raise his head.

"Oh?" Guan Zhe patted his head, "What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, just a collection of short stories. The first story was called 'The Nightingale and the Rose'. It was about a young man who fell in love with a girl, and it was very painful. So the Nightingale dyed a rose red with her own blood, making the rose red. The young man gave it to the girl. But the girl only loves gold, silver and jewels but not the rose of true love. The young man is very angry and abandons love to study hard, but the nightingale has already bleed to death for the young man."

"Really..." Guan Zhe replied, with obvious perfunctory in his voice.

Zhou Chi stopped flipping the book, glanced at Guan Zhe beside him, and said impatiently, "Are you okay?"

Guan Zhe's hands that were half hanging in the air tightened suddenly, and Zhou Chi had already turned his head and continued to read.

Because of his posture, he stretched out a slightly sunken graceful arc from the side of his neck to his shoulders, and his slender neck added a touch of style to him. Guan Zhe couldn't help but think again of the time when he and Xiao Muyan laughed at Yanyan in the study just now. It looked like the fury in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

Why are you so happy when talking to Xiao Mu, but so impatient when talking to me?Why? ?

【Ding!The target person's abuse value +2, current favorability: 80, abuse value: 43, strategy progress: 43%]

Guan Zhe didn't want to be patient anymore, he closed the book in front of Zhou Chi, turned his body around vigorously under Zhou Chi's suspicious eyes, clamped his hands, and pressed him firmly on the bed.

"Azhe?" Zhou Chi frowned, "Why are you suddenly crazy?"

"Am I crazy?" Guan Zhe sneered, "Since you think I'm crazy, then I'll show you crazy!"

There was treacherous and turbulent anger hidden in his voice, Zhou Chi had never seen him like this before, so he flinched subconsciously, and his flinching not only did not arouse Guan Zhe's pity, but instead aroused the deepest desire in his heart tyrannical factor.

Regardless of Zhou Chi's resistance, he clamped his wrists to the head of the bed with one hand, and grabbed his clothes with the other.

Zhou Chi struggled violently, and a thin layer of red soon appeared on his originally fair skin.

"Guan Zhe! What are you doing! Wake up!"

"Am I awake? I'm awake now!"

Following Guan Zhe's voice, there was a crackling sound in the air, and the shirt that Zhou Chi had just changed was retired early.

Zhou Chi: "..."

Zhou Chi: "Although I don't want to come out and complain at this time, one, when you designed this NPC, didn't you only light up the ability to tear clothes for him? Two, why do all the clothes in this world look like Mary Su dramas?" The configuration in it is the same, and it will be broken if you tear it?"

System: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhou." [Guilty][Guilty]

Zhou Chi didn't bother to talk much. When he came back to his senses, Guan Zhe was already dissatisfied with tearing his clothes and started tearing his pants.

Regardless of whether it is the "Strategy of Slag Abuse" in front of you or the copies of other games designed by Zhou Chi, due to national censorship, you cannot add relevant content that violates the eight-character policy of "rich, strong, democratic, civilized and harmonious", so as soon as there is a relevant plot The system will automatically block it. If Guan Zhe really succeeded by accident, Zhou Chi will be locked up in a small dark room at most.

However, even so, the play still had to be performed, so Zhou Chi began to struggle desperately.

"Guan Zhe! You are crazy! Stop!"

Guan Zhe turned a deaf ear, the veins in his hands were exposed, he turned Zhou Chi around, one arm pressed firmly on his back, the other hand went around his waist, squeezed under him and began to untie his trouser waist buttons.

In this position, Zhou Chi couldn't move even if he wanted to.

Of course, it’s okay if he really wants to move. If he is willing to kick his legs up and down like a turtle, then Guan Zhe can’t achieve his goal. It’s just that this posture is a bit indecent. Zhou Chi doesn’t want to destroy Guan Zhe’s affection for him. The impression is that it doesn't look like an incarnation bastard kicking his legs and thumping on the bed, so he can only pretend to be irresistible.

Guan Zhe finally managed to untie his trousers after Zhou Chi deliberately put them under the water. The moment the black trousers were taken off, Guan Zhe's gasping in his throat became heavier. white skin.

When Guan Zhe's rough fingertips touched the soft flesh, Zhou Chi suddenly straightened up with all his strength, Guan Zhe was a little distracted, but Zhou Chi broke free just like that, and then he felt a pain on his face, Zhou Chi had already kicked him in the face.

Guan Zhe was taken aback by the kick, and all movements stopped.

Zhou Chi, who kicked Guan Zhe, was also taken aback for a moment, carefully retracted his legs, and looked at Guan Zhe worriedly.

"Ah-"

Before the word "Zhe" could be uttered, Zhou Chi was grabbed by Guan Zhe's ankle and dragged in front of him. He subconsciously resisted. Guan Zhe was furious, raised his hand and slapped him.

"Snapped--"

A crisp sound resounded through the room, Zhou Chi was beaten to the side, and the air suddenly became quiet.

Zhou Chi kept his head sideways, and fell quietly on the bed. The light in his black pupils seemed to be gathered and restrained by an invisible big hand, his eyes dimmed instantly, and his whole body lost all vitality.

Zhou Chi's sudden silence brought Guan Zhe back to his senses. He opened his eyes and saw that the people under him had no reaction.

Guan Zhe's anger instantly turned into flying smoke, and all his rationality returned. He let go of Zhou Chi's hand in a daze, but the boy on the bed remained silent.Pieces of red marks appeared on his fair body, especially on his right cheek, where the red palm prints were very conspicuous. Are these... all done by him?What did he do to his little pond?

【Ding!The target person's abuse value +5, current favorability: 80, abuse value: 48, strategy progress: 48%]

With trembling hands, Guan Zhe pulled the quilt aside to cover him, and gently pushed his body: "Xiaochi, Xiaochi..."

Zhou Chi lay on the bed, maintaining his original posture, motionless, as if he was lifeless.

Guan Zhe looked at him, and an uncontrollable image of a young man whose chest was pierced by a steel pipe and covered in blood appeared in his mind.He panicked instantly, picked up the person on the bed and ran out of the room: "Drive my car! Go to the hospital!"

【Ding!The target person's abuse value +5, current favorability: 80, abuse value: 53, strategy progress: 53%]

The housekeeper ran out immediately when he heard Guan Zhe's shout, but when he saw the person in his arms, the housekeeper couldn't help being taken aback.

"What are you doing!" Guan Zhe roared, "I told you to drive to the hospital, don't you understand?"

"But..." The housekeeper looked puzzled.

"But what is it!" Guan Zhe was furious, and was about to curse the second sentence, when suddenly something grabbed his sleeve and pulled it down. He followed the force and saw that the person in his arms had died opened his eyes.

"Azhe?" Zhou Chi looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Guan Zhe's heart that had already reached his throat fell back to his chest in an instant, but soon he noticed something was wrong.

Zhou Chi struggled to jump down from his arms, and looked around strangely: "Shouldn't I be reading in my room? Why am I here? What are you holding me for? Where are my clothes?"

One question after another came out of the boy's mouth. He could understand every question, but he didn't understand every question.

He hesitated and stretched out his hand to touch the cheek where his palm prints had not yet faded: "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhou Chi looked puzzled: "Uncomfortable? No?"

Guan Zhe stared into his eyes, the person in front of him seemed to have completely forgotten what happened just now, from the time he entered the door to when he hit him, all the memories in between seemed to be gone.Such a situation is no stranger to him. In the bathroom the night before, after he tore his clothes with his hands, he also seemed to have such a memory gap... What is going on?

At this time, the housekeeper who was waiting on the side asked aloud, "Do I need to drive to the hospital now?"

"No," Guan Zhe shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I don't need it for now."

"Okay, Mr. Guan." The housekeeper said, and stepped back first, but he was slandering in his heart. He felt that Mr. Xiaochi needed to go to the hospital. This Mr. Xiaochi is just a puppet, even if he was sent to the hospital, no one would look at him!Sir is really mad.

After the butler left, only Zhou Chi and Guan Zhe were left in the empty Guan family hall.

Guan Zhe reached out and stroked his cheek lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you really not remember what happened just now?"

Zhou Chi patted his hand away impatiently: "Itchy." He continued, "Did something happen just now?"

Guan Zhe's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "No, nothing happened."

Zhou Chi frowned delicately, and he looked down at himself: "Really? Then why am I only wrapped in a sheet?"

Guan Zhe remained silent, and took Zhou Chi back to the room.

He put Zhou Chi on the bed, and said in a deep voice: "You have a good rest, I'll call you at noon."

Zhou Chi didn't know what happened. Seeing Guan Zhe's serious face, he put away his usual arrogance and temper, and nodded his approval.

Guan Zhe pulled the quilt for him with a livid face, turned around and went out with a solemn face.

As soon as Guan Zhe left, the system went online: "Mr. Zhou, why are you pretending to have amnesia?"

Zhou Chi leaned on the bed and flipped through the book leisurely: "I am not amnesia, I am 'temporary self-adjustment and adaptation'."

system:? ? ?

Zhou Chi: "Oh, this is a word I made up myself. Have you ever played with your phone? If the temperature is too high or too low, or if the program crashes, it will automatically restart. I have to restart it occasionally to remind him My true identity."

System: "Mr. Zhou, you are awesome!" [玫瑰] [玫瑰]

Zhou Chi: "Thank you."

The author has something to say: Xitara Zhouchi Qing: You are crazy!

System: Hurry up and write down a small notebook.