When the scumbag saves the love-brain villain

In the afternoon, Bian Shao had nothing to do, so he took an old ladder and slightly repaired the roof of the thatched house.

After all, last night, the thatched hut can be said to be "the bedside house leaks nothing to do, and the rain has not stopped like hemp", which is a fatal blow to Bian Shao, who has been pampered all the year round.

He climbed up the ladder and set up a few planks on the roof. He was afraid that the ladder would fall, so he asked the black-haired boy to get out of bed and support him.

The black-haired boy had an indifferent face, but his hand holding the ladder was tight.

Bian Shao is very pleased, he is so kind to the beauty, the beauty can feel it too.

But Xiao An lowered his head, carelessly caressing the rough wooden ladder with his fingers, he was in a trance.

A ghost can't die even if it falls from a ladder.Xiao An would not make himself unhappy.

What's more, Xiao An has not figured out why this ghost came to him to do these boring things.

...

After repairing the thatched cottage all afternoon, at dusk, Bian Shao simply used the wild fruits he picked to make do for the day.

The black-haired boy held the bloody fruits, but for some reason his attitude softened a lot, and he actually lowered his head and ate the fruits.

But there are only three or four fruits.

Bian Shao originally wanted to give most of it to the black-haired boy, but unexpectedly he took a bite and found that the fruit was sweet and crunchy, so he gnawed one after another, before reaching the thatched cottage.

Bian Shao said with a guilty conscience: "Tomorrow I will go down the mountain and go to the village. Let's see what you want?"

The boy whose back was facing him on the wooden bed seemed to have fallen asleep, for a while, Bian Shao could only answer silently.

Bian Shao rubbed his nose in embarrassment, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

Suddenly there were bursts of voices in the darkness, asking him coldly: "Do you Y｜U-_X｜I have any money?"

It is rare to see a young man have such curiosity about him from the outside world, Bian Shao quickly opened his eyes, thought for a while, and replied with a smile: "No."

then you ask me what i want

The black-haired boy stopped talking, as if he was completely speechless to Bian Shao.

Bian Shao pouted, not understanding what the beauty was thinking every day when she was silent.

He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep, but in the middle of the night, the sound of rapid and painful breathing around him woke him up.

The boy's pale cheeks were abnormally red, and the sweat on his forehead slipped into his satin-like black hair. He frowned and shouted something vaguely, like a nightmare.

Bian Shao leaned close to his fluttering lips, and vaguely heard him whispering softly: "Mother...ghost...don't kill me...mother..."

Bian Shao panicked, not knowing what to do.

In the original plot, Xiao An's mother in the brothel didn't want to kill Xiao An...how could she have such a dream?

He thought about it for a long time and was still going to wake him up, but at this moment something happened.

"Ah!" The young man's condition became more and more critical, he suddenly turned over and fell heavily to the ground.

Bian Shao hurriedly wanted to help him up, he bent down, and suddenly met those dark and red eyes.

Cheating, cheating a corpse?

The 444 system suddenly made a sound, reminding him euphemistically: [The task subject is possessed by demons, occasionally emotionally unstable, and extremely thirsty for blood. 】

Bian Shao: ...

He also realized it, because the young man who fell on the ground in front of him suddenly opened his lips, and the deep red lightly brushed across Bian Shao's white fingertips, leaving some wet marks.

Bian Shao's hands stiffened, and he was so frightened that he wanted to roll out of bed.

But he didn't have time, he was quickly pulled down by the arm, and fell on the boy's body, and then the cold palm was pressed against the back of his neck, and the sharp teeth pierced into his...

The spider injects the toxin from its fangs into its prey to paralyze the prey until the time is right to enjoy the delicacy.

Bian Shao felt like that prey.

He was bitten, his head became dizzy, and his body could not move.

The black-haired boy pressed the young man in the thin shirt to the ground, and the young man hugged his slender waist for a long time, then turned his head, breathing rapidly, barely recovering.

"Stop smoking, little blind man. It's gone, it's gone, people are almost gone." Bian Shao pinched his slender waist and said weakly.

After "eating", Xiao An looked lazy and had great patience for food. He buried his head in Bian Shao's neck like a small animal, and gently rubbed his bright red lips.

Bian Shao felt nothing in his heart, he knew that the blind man was wiping his mouth.

Moreover, the black-haired young man rubbed against the wound on his neck, the canine teeth were looming in his lips, and his eyes were gradually stained with the red color full of desire.

When the situation was about to get out of control again, Bian Shao raised his hand and threw him away.

The black-haired boy was leaning against the corner weakly, with his dark and empty eyes open, he raised his hand, looking for his prey at a loss.

Then his arms were quickly bound by a hemp rope, and he was picked up and thrown into the corner of the bed.

Bian Shao stood in front of the bed, clutching his neck, feeling very angry.

He uttered a famous line: "My patience has a limit, don't mess with me."

The black-haired boy tilted his head to listen to his voice, and stopped moving. He seemed to have calmed down.

"Let me go." What happened just now was entirely due to Moxiu's hunger instinct, Xiao An was a little hard to say.

In fact, magic cultivators are dependent on food.

Xiao An didn't know why, he couldn't say an apology, but he took the initiative and said in a low voice: "I feel bad."

He seems to be acting like a baby.

This is simply a miracle for Xiao An, a cruel and vicious devil.

Bian Shao was ruthless at this time: "Then it will be uncomfortable."

His palms and neck still hurt.

So, that night, the black-haired boy was restrained and fell asleep, unable to stretch his hands and feet, and could only silently endure the excessive behavior of the rude ghost next to him occupying the entire wooden bed.

Getting up early, Bian Shao got up, wiped his mouth in a daze, and went out to do things according to his plan last night.

"Where are you going?" A low hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him.

It's groundbreaking.

Bian Shao turned his head to look at the black-haired boy on the wooden bed, and he saw that he was tightly bound by the hemp rope and couldn't move, his eyes were black and blue.

He frowned tightly, as if uneasy.

He even started to take the initiative to ask Bian Shao's whereabouts.

This is a nice step forward.Bian Shao thought lazily, and then answered the boy: "I want you to take care of it."

There are still two holes in his neck.

Bian Shao is a vengeful man.

It's actually normal.

Bian Shao: I'm not a good person, I'm a scumbag.

Because of this, Bian Shao walked out of the thatched hut without even turning his head. He didn't see the black-haired boy tilt his head slightly, listening to the footsteps gradually fading away until the dark world became completely silent.

Xiao An couldn't help thinking, will this ghost come back?

May or may not.

The departure of this ghost is like a stone thrown into a stagnant water, causing ripples, but finally sank in the mud.

No more life.

The black-haired boy who was motionless on the bed touched the unfeeling eyes with his finger, and then put it down after a while.

He suddenly felt a familiar unwillingness again, but his heart ebbed and flowed, and this unwillingness quickly receded, leaving only tiredness.

...

When Bian Shao walked to the foot of the mountain, he realized that his modern clothes really did not match the ancient times in this country.

So he stooped, sneaked into the village cautiously, and finally followed behind a young man who looked young.

The young man was shirtless, with an ax on his back, and a bunch of wild animals from hunting in his hands.

Obviously this young man was a hunter, with a swaggering walk and a carefree personality, he didn't even notice the loss of a pheasant.

Bian Shao silently picked up the pheasant, and then quietly followed behind him, picking up the leak.

Until Orion arrived at his shingled house, he stopped suddenly, frowned and shouted: "Come out!"

The weather is fine today, but the wind is still cool in autumn.

A young man in a strange costume slowly came out from the corner, his snow-white cheeks were wet with sweat, and the tip of his nose was a little red.

It was a handsome and affectionate face, with a straight nose under the peach blossom eyes, and smiling lips that seemed to be born with a smile.

Bian Shao held the chicken, looked at Orion, smiled embarrassedly, and said with a guilty conscience: "Well, I just picked it up on the road, so I followed you and wanted to return it to you..."

Orion glanced at the strange young man in front of him.This young man's skin and bones are not found in the village, and his snow-white clothes are not stained with plaster, and the cuffs are carefully rolled up, revealing his white and not thin wrist bones.

Suddenly, Orion's gaze stopped at Bian Shao's earlobe, and he stared blankly at the earrings shining brightly in the sun, and then, his face with a healthy wheat-colored complexion suddenly turned red.

Bian Shao touched the silver earring, he thought it was because women usually wear earrings in ancient times...

So he smiled embarrassedly, and then suddenly said, "But isn't it beautiful?"

Orion blushed, turned his head away, and looked away.

"It's beautiful."

In fact, there is another sentence that Orion didn't say, here, it is usually those people in the Nanfeng Pavilion who are nostalgic for the wind and dust, who will wear this on their ears.

With stiff hands, he took the pheasant handed over by the young man reluctantly.

There are more men than women in the village, and Orion is in his twenties but has not married a wife. There is also a kind elder brother in the village with a wicked smile on his face, who took him to the Nanfeng Pavilion. A person's nose is uncomfortable.

But the young man in front of him, with a natural affinity, leaned over to ask him who was in the family and other things, his posture was just right, and he would not be annoying.

It's just that Orion is reckless, he hasn't read many books, he can't get along with people at all, and he doesn't know how to talk to men or women.For a while, he blushed again, and quickly stuffed the pheasant into Bian Shao's arms: "I, I am the only one in my family, and my relatives left early. You, do you want to come in and have a cup of tea?"

Bian Shao didn't expect that the Orion looked strong and would not be messed with, but his heart was so pure, he wasn't afraid of his strange attire at all, and he didn't expect to invite him to his home, everyone was stunned.

He doesn't know, his peach blossom eyes are full of confusion, and his demeanor reveals a sloppy and innocent noble air, which makes him even more want to be hidden and regarded as his own unique treasure.

The author has something to say:

The sides are also beautiful

He is a butterfly!