When the scumbag saves the love-brain villain

The progress of the task of saving the love brain villain is stuck at 90%, it has been a long time.

Bian Shao suddenly thought of this matter amidst the turbulent joy brought by the ups and downs of the waves, he opened his sweaty eyes and looked up.

In the dark night, the black-haired boy slightly pursed his light-colored lips, his demeanor was indifferent and world-weary, but the corners of his eyes were flushed, and when he looked down, there was an incomparably moving spring look in his eyes.

He bowed his head to kiss Bian Shao's mouth, but was avoided, so he bit his cheek.

It looks like a bullied animal.

But the one who was forced to have fun under him was clearly the peachy-eyed youth.

Bian Shao couldn't even move, so he could only say: "It's fine."

When he was emotional, his peach blossom eyes were full of sparkling water, and he looked at people affectionately.

The black-haired boy Mi Yulian kissed his eyes and licked the water color.

"Not enough." He sighed lowly.

In the middle of the night, the young man gradually grasped the essentials. Every time Bian Shao panted violently, he was always suffocated by the sudden sinking of the black-haired young man.

Afterwards, somehow, his hands and feet regained his strength. Finally, he couldn't stand being hanged, turned over, and directly threw the black-haired boy down.

Bian Shao was finally able to catch his breath, and he lowered his head.

The young man looked satisfied, and his dark eyes were always watching him, deep and gentle.

"Don't look at it." Bian Shao said irritably, "Otherwise I will kill you."

The black-haired boy raised his eyebrows, the meaning was obvious.

Do you know?

Bian Shao couldn't bear the provocation, he leaned over and pressed the weak neck of the man underneath, his voice became lustful and hoarse: "Why don't you dare?"

Xiao An unexpectedly closed his eyes.

He has long been prepared for such a thing...

Unexpectedly, a turbulent wave was coming, he let out a low snort, and opened his eyes suddenly, the depths of his eyes were full of depression and astonishment.

The young man closed his eyes and raised his head again.

He seemed to be a little bit emotional, his face was flushed, but he was reluctant: "You have treated me like this and that, and I will come back like this and that...it's nothing strange."

Yes, it is like that.

Bian Shao quickly convinced himself of his weak principles, and his movements became more ruthless and faster.

In the early morning, the medicinal properties in the sweet fragrance had almost dissipated, and Bian Shao fell into a deep sleep.

The black-haired boy woke up quickly, moved his body, and the wooden bed under him made a "creaking" sound of being overwhelmed.At the same time, there was a numbness in his arm...

He turned to look.

The young man's handsome face was pressed against his shoulders, maybe the cloth was too rough, his fair cheeks were flushed, it looked like glutinous rice balls.

Last night, the glutinous rice dumpling was so merciless that he was covered in red marks all over his body, and there was also a bruised finger mark on his waist...

Xiao An was very satisfied, he slowly stretched out his hand, and carefully touched the young man's face.

The temperature from his fingertips was a little hot, which almost made his heart tremble.

When the young man fell asleep, there was no trace of anger in his eyebrows or eyes, and he was very obedient.

If only it could stay like this forever.

He was vile and dark, he thought.

But it is impossible.

He ruined Bian Shao, he used his disgusting body to ruin the person standing on the tip of his heart.

After a long time, the person on the wooden bed got out of bed slowly, but his legs and feet softened, and with a "boom", he knelt on one knee on the ground, his face almost wrinkled in pain.

Something under the bed was knocked down and slowly rolled out.

It was Mingchun's head, which was already rotten, and there were some unknown bugs crawling on it, giving off a foul smell.

If this scene happened in a real farmhouse, the owner of the thatched cottage would be scared to death, but the young man there just pursed his lips lightly. He remembered the scene where Bian Shao found the remains of the corpse last night.

The naive and rascal prodigal fell to the ground, his face full of disbelief and disgust.

Xiao An closed his eyes, a hostility grew in his heart, and he couldn't resist and swept over him.

He is such a monster...

Even if outsiders are approached by his skin, they will gradually flee...

"Boom!" Something rolled down on the ground and rolled out of the door heavily.

At the same time, the young man on the bed turned over, rubbed his forehead, opened his dim eyes, and suddenly his face froze.

"...What are you doing?" The young man looked extremely calm, looking at the young man with tired eyes.

Actually not, Bian Shao was completely shocked at this moment.

Why does the beauty get up early in the morning to kick people's heads?Could it be that he was dissatisfied with his performance last night...

The dark eyes of the black-haired boy were still staring at him.

"Is it boring?" Bian Shao said with difficulty, and took the initiative to find a step for the young man. Now he is full of desire to survive and doesn't want to be the next head to be kicked away.

In the illusion, Mingchun is fake, but the young master next to him is real!

Bian Shao was very flustered, and he still didn't forget to ask: "By the way, your cultivation base has recovered, can you break the illusion?"

"Yes." The black-haired boy didn't know what he was thinking, his face was expressionless, and the way he looked at people could scare people away.

After he finished speaking a word, he didn't say any more. He only looked at Bian Shao's limbs, as if he was thinking about how to preserve them better.

Bian Shao: ...

Bow to the power of the big boss.

He coughed and didn't say anything about wanting to leave, and said, "You drugged me last night..."

He really couldn't say the next thing. Last night, the black-haired boy held him down at first, but then Bian Shao couldn't help turning over and knocking the boy down...

Reason has become irrational.

He couldn't say anything else, he just said: "Let's get out of the illusion first, and we'll talk about it later, okay?"

The black-haired boy was silent, and finally spoke.

He said, "Not good."

Bian Shao: ...?

that's it?

Do you want to stay in a fantasy world all the time?

Bian Shao slightly opened his peach blossom eyes, and the flames of incomprehension and confusion were burning in his eyes: "Don't you think it's scary that we stay here, that the only real people and real things in this illusion are us and each other? "

The dark-haired boy smiled lightly.When he knelt down on one knee and looked up at the young man, his face seemed to be full of piety like a pilgrimage, but also with a dark tide of desire.

"It's not scary at all," he said. "That's what I want."

Other people are not important in themselves.The only shining thing in this world that he wants to keep is this prodigal son.

Bian Shao suddenly felt powerless. He lay flat on the bed, moved his hands and feet, and the sound of the chains was like music.

Lambs are locked in pens.

The black-haired boy squatted by the bed and tried his best to take care of him as if he was disabled, feeding him porridge with small mouthfuls.

Bian Shao spit it out like an alpaca, the boy didn't dislike him, wiped his hands carefully, and rubbed Bian Shao's face, thinking he was very cute.

Bian Shao: Be an individual.

He couldn't take it anymore, turned around and ignored the boy.The range of activities on the wooden bed in the thatched cottage was limited, so Bian Shao had nothing to do, so he could only close his eyes. Not long after, he breathed steadily and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he found that he was being carried on his back and went down the mountain.

The black-haired boy was so thin, his back was slightly bent, and he carried him without bumping even half a step, as if he was carrying the whole world.

"You like freedom and friends," he said, "I'll take you to the crowd, okay? The world will soon usher in spring, when the mountains and plains will be full of flowers and people, let me accompany you OK?"

This time, let me accommodate you.

It turns out that one day, the devil will bow down for his love.

The young man on his back closed his eyes, remained silent, and did not make any response.

Even if they met close friends in the world, those dandies laughed and teased them that they were so affectionate that they couldn't distinguish between you and me, Bian Shao didn't say anything.

The black-haired boy thought he was acquiescing in a trance, and Huanxi leaned over to kiss his face, but saw the blue and black eyes of the young man with a tired and lazy look.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Bian Shao said this with difficulty.

Bian Shao's hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't even step on the ground, it was the effect of the medicine.He could barely stand by the black-haired boy, that's all, they were as close as conjoined twins, and could feel every sensitive change in each other.

When the black-haired boy heard this, his body froze for a moment.

At that moment, his heart seemed to be cut by a knife, and it was dripping with blood.

What is he in the eyes of young people?Not as good as an actor in a brothel, right?

In the night when the prosperity is gone and the people are behind, the coldness of the cold winter is even more biting.After all, the young man hugged Bian Shao tightly, and he stopped being tough, begging him in a low voice: "Give me another night, okay?"

"I'll let you go tomorrow...really...give me some hope, okay..." He was buried in front of Bian Shao's chest, moist and warm, as if it could pass through the flesh and straight to the tip of Bian Shao's heart.

After a long time, the young man lowered his head and gently supported his face.

That was the first time Bian Shao took the initiative to kiss him, wiped away his tears, comforted him, every movement was extremely gentle.

But this is the price Bian Shao paid for his freedom.

He didn't want to.

...

For a long time, it was greedy and happy, and the rain was gurgling under the eaves.

Bian Shao lay on the wooden bed. After a long rest, he found that he could move.

The residual fatigue after physical pleasure swept over him, making his head a little dazed.

Bian Shao subconsciously looked aside, only the cold bedding.

Is this out of the illusion?

He got up, got out of bed, and found himself in a room in a palace, with sandalwood in his nostrils.

Bian Shao suddenly felt a little lonely, probably because there was no one lying down beside him.

He opened the door and went out, and found that the plaque in the front hall was written with three big red characters: Goddess Temple.

He was taken aback by several blue-faced and fang-toothed gods in the Goddess Temple.

There is also a very strange statue of a goddess with a chain at the ankle, and the chain was directly damaged in two.Bian Shao went closer to check, and found that the slit was very sharp, obviously it was cut by a sword.

Someone should have locked the statue of the goddess, and then someone else broke the chain for no reason.

"That's what I did."

Suddenly there was a sound behind him.Bian Shao was so frightened that his body shook and he looked back.

It was a very beautiful woman in Tsing Yi, Liu Yemei, with a sick face.

Bian Shao subconsciously shouted: "Goddess doctor?"

"it's me."

Bian Shao sighed.

He met this goddess doctor as soon as he entered the goddess temple.

The goddess doctor said that she was a fallen fairy, because of some things she was demoted, and a god who admired her in the fairy world also descended from the godhood and followed her to the mortal world.The avenue of the fairy world is already gone, but coming to this mortal world full of turbidity, this is love to the bone.

But the goddess doctor didn't like him.

The god built a goddess temple to imprison her.

Bian Shao looked at the woman in Tsing Yi at that time, there was no hostility or fatigue, and it seemed that she was not restrained by anything.He couldn't help asking: "Where is he now?"

"Dead." Although the goddess doctor was once a pure-hearted and ascetic immortal, she smiled with a sense of freedom, "I used to be a demon cultivator."

Bian Shao was in awe: It turned out to be a counter-kill.

Speaking of why the goddess doctor was demoted to the room... there are also traces to follow.People in the fairy world have always looked down upon the devil who likes to kill.

Later, the goddess doctor learned of Bian Shao's intentions, and she was also very forthright, and gave him an illusion, saying that it was the price.

Bian Shao will never come out, or it will take some time, but he didn't expect Xiao An to come...

Bian Shao frowned, and cut straight to the point: "So, is there any ability to catalyze people's possessiveness in the illusion?"

He has long felt that the black-haired boy's mood is extremely abnormal, with a bit of destructive desire, as if some power is luring him to the darkness.

The female doctor smiled faintly: "This is a test. I hate the kind of people who do things like prison birds in the name of love."

Thinking of something, she was quite surprised and said: "That devil obviously wants it very much, but he is so restrained... He cares about you very much."

Bian Shao: "..."

To be honest, Bian Shao couldn't make any expression.

He could joke about it, but he couldn't say anything under the circumstances.It took him a long time to say dryly, "Where is he?"

The goddess doctor said without any ups and downs: "The cliff, well, it's still one step away."

Bian Shao: "???"

Have you ever risked your life for someone?

Bian Shao felt that his legs were going to be useless.

On the majestic Yunfeng, the mountain wall is steep, the cold wind is howling, the young man is panting heavily, and the corners of his clothes are flying.

He stared at the precarious black shadow on the edge of the cliff, his body trembling: "Xiao An!"

He seldom calls the boy by his first and last name.

The black figure moved slowly, but did not turn around.

Bian Shao was dizzy, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the dark green mountains, the surging river, and the vast blue sky.

But all of this was covered by a white winter day.

It turned out that they had been in the illusion for so long, from late autumn to winter.

At that moment, Bian Shao only thought of the black-haired boy carrying him on his back, walking step by step.

"You like freedom and friends," he said, "I'll take you to the crowd, okay? The world will soon usher in spring, when the mountains and plains will be full of flowers and people, let me accompany you OK?"

"..."

"Okay." Bian Shao said, "I'll accompany you to see the spring flowers every year."

Anyway, he was with the boy this and that.Bian Shao is an emotionally obsessed with cleanliness, a couple for life.

And the black-haired boy was sobbing against his heart at night, with his slightly trembling back, and his rosy white cheeks...

It made Bian Shao want to hug him tightly and protect him.

Even if there is a ruthless person in his arms who is expressionless and kicks people's heads as a ball.

Bian Shao closed his eyes, he went all out and wanted the boy back.

"You come back, tonight, you can only think about it as many times as you want." Bian Shao roared, his face flushed again, he wondered why the black figure didn't move, which made him a little embarrassed.

"If you don't answer, I will leave."

Even 90% of the task progress can't keep him!

This ruthless sentence seems to have some effect.

Sure enough, the black shadow moved.

The corners of Bian Shao's lips were slightly curved, ready to open his arms and welcome the boy.

The distance was too far, he just felt that the black shadow was so thin, how could the black-haired boy be so thin and slender, as if a gust of wind was about to blow him away, his heart was full of distress.

Then when the cold wind blew, the black shadow rolled down the cliff like a paper kite.

Bian Shao: "????????!"

Bian Shao's smile froze.

Bian Shao's smile cracked.

Bian Shao's smile gradually disappeared.

Bian Shao felt that all the energy and blood in his body had been drained, his legs gave way, and he fell to his knees, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The boy who has been with him for so long...

Bian Shao's mind was in a mess.

It's his fault.

It is because of his excess charm that people love him so much that he commits short-sightedness.

That is, when he got up out of control and wanted to jump off the cliff, he was suddenly knocked on the back.

Bian Shao turned his head and opened his eyes wide.

The black-haired boy leaned down and gently wrapped his arms around his neck: "I'm still here."

Bian Shao was a little frightened: "Guiguiguixiu...?"

Xiao An: "..."

"The one just now was a francis langur." He explained.

Francois langurs are good at climbing, and it is said that they can walk on the cliffs as if walking on flat ground, so don't worry about whether it will fall to death.

Bian Shao: ...So I begged a monkey not to die?

The real black-haired boy stayed behind to watch the whole thing.

Full of shame.

Bian Shao turned around and left, but his hand was held. He turned his head in embarrassment, saw that the black-haired boy didn't laugh at him, and asked him cautiously: "Are you telling the truth?"

The corners of his eyes were red, and even the tip of his nose was red. I don't know if it was blown by the strong wind on the cliff or because of something else.

Like a little cub waiting for someone to take it away.

Bian Shao frowned.

The heart of a teenager hits rock bottom.

Until the young man opened his eyes and said, "Otherwise?"

Bian Shao was still rambling: "But you have to think about it and stay with me. You can't play the head as a kick. I will die on the spot if I see it."

The black-haired boy with red eyes: "Okay."

"By the way," Bian Shao said awkwardly, "in the future, don't say anything about treating you like a brothel man, unless you want to play horses and dice."

Bian Shao likes to sit and play with the beauties in the brothel.

If the black-haired boy likes platonic love, Bian Shao thought about it, uh...

That's okay too.

Anyway, Bian Shao felt that his back was sore.It was comfortable at the time, but occasionally the black-haired boy used too much force, which made him unable to move like a disabled person afterwards, as if he had been picked.

At this moment, the black-haired boy was startled, and suddenly, with joy, he stepped forward and smacked Bian Shao's lips heavily.

He is afraid that someone in the world will give him hope.

Therefore, he felt that hypocritical people deserved to die.

But someone will break his rules, lift him up from the mud, make him sink gradually, and make him willing to give everything to taste the sweetness sprouting from the falsehood.

Then the man told him: I am not hypocritical.

"I'm obviously sincere." The man accused him like this, said.

...

The young man didn't know why, but his turbulent emotions couldn't be contained, and Bian Shao was confused by the kiss.

He was still thinking: It seems that the waist is still sore.

In the future, there is a long way to go to save the 10% of love brain villains.

The author has something to say:

Alright, the next world is a villain in a wheelchair