Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Ignoring the inappropriateness of the clothes, I was overall very satisfied with my sleep and slept until dawn.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Meng Xing had just opened his eyes.

After waking up, he found that the ferret that sneaked in in the middle of the night was missing, and he didn't know when he left. But... Meng Xing touched his chest. The temperature of this piece of skin seemed to be a little higher than other places, as if it was covered by something furry.

Moreover, this furry man probably just left not long ago. He probably noticed that Meng Xing was about to wake up, so he got out of the bed and slipped away.

It slipped away, but its body temperature remained, becoming evidence for Meng Xing to solve the case.

It was not enough for the ferret to rest on his arm. It actually got into his bed in the middle of the night and slept on his chest all night.

Meng Xing analyzed the case, and after analyzing it, decided not to pursue the case. After all, he is a generous man, which is different from others.

After finishing his guest appearance as a detective, he stayed on the bed for a while before sitting up lazily.

Meng Xing stretched out, stretching his muscles that were somewhat stiff from sleep. His back tightened into a smooth arc, exuding strong male hormones.

It didn't slip too far. The ferret that was hiding on the window sill and peering inside could clearly see every curve on Meng Xing's back. It stared motionless, waiting for Meng Xing to put on all his clothes. Well, when I was about to go out, it left the window sill.

It moved flexibly. As soon as Meng Xing came out of the guest room on the second floor, it had already reached Wen Rulan in the living room on the first floor. It skillfully jumped onto Wen Rulan's shoulder, hung it like a scarf, and pretended to be hanging there all the time. look.

Wen Rulan was the same. He was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of freshly brewed tea in one hand and a mobile phone in the other hand. He was browsing through some routine business reports reported by his subordinates. He seemed to be very focused on what he saw. When Meng woke up He didn't even raise his head.

It wasn't until Meng Xing walked up to him and the sound of footsteps could no longer be ignored that he raised his head from the phone screen and showed a hint of surprise, as if he had just noticed the other person: "Are you up?"

Meng Xing said "hmm". He saw the tea cup in Wen Rulan's hand and said casually: "Even if you like tea, you don't have to drink it when you get up in the morning. Drink some milk or something in the morning for health."

Like tea? Wen Rulan's eyes flashed. He didn't seem to show his preference for tea in front of Meng Xing when he was the Demon Lord, right?

How did Meng Xing know?

Wen Rulan didn't ask, he just responded as if nothing had happened.

Meng Xing didn't realize that he accidentally let it slip. To save trouble, he skipped the first two dreams, so he shouldn't know about the unexpressed preferences of Demon Lord Wen Rulan and the Wen Rulan in front of him.

He sat down on the sofa opposite Wen Rulan without realizing it, and pulled at his collar uncomfortably. His expression and movements revealed discomfort.

Just like the underwear that was one size too small, this shirt was also a little too small for him. It could be worn even if it was forced on, but it was tightly clinging to the body, and the buttons on the chest were stretched out, which was worrying. I don't know when I will hear a "tearing" sound.

Wen Rulan noticed Meng Xing's discomfort, but he didn't mention it.

He thought about it that night and felt that Meng Xing said he was only saving him because of the system, but in fact...

Just assume that he doesn't want to believe it, or is being overly sentimental. No matter what, he felt that Meng Xing definitely had no feelings for him.

God wants him dead. Wen Rulan did not doubt Meng Xing's statement. Heaven's intention to kill him had been unreserved in the last dream. After the ninety-nine heavenly tribulations were over, the eighty-second thunderbolt would be struck just to kill him. Killed on August 8th.

How strong is Tian?

It is so strong that all resistance is impossible, and it is so strong that throughout the ages, no one has ever been able to truly defy nature.

But Meng Xing stood up when he was about to die and raised his sword to block him.

That moment was almost eternity, and the man's back, elongated by the blazing lightning, was etched in Wen Rulan's eyes, like a statue made of iron, and time could not wear it away.

Wen Rulan didn't want to believe that a person who dared to go against heaven for himself was just for a task assigned by some system.

Maybe Meng Xing didn't love him as much as he loved the other person, and maybe, this straight man just didn't love him. But to some extent, he treats himself a little differently than he treats others.

This little difference is enough. This at least shows that Meng Xing can be leveraged, rather than truly helpless.

No matter how small it is, Wen Rulan has the confidence to turn this difference into an ant nest on the thousand-mile river embankment, eating away at each other step by step, until one day the seemingly indestructible river embankment will be completely hollowed out, leaving it untouched. It capsized under the wash of the raging river water.

As for the first step to cannibalize the other party, Wen Rulan is ready to start with small things. While he secretly ordered his subordinates to prepare clothes suitable for Meng Xing, he stood up and asked, "The bread is hot in the kitchen. Do you want tea... or milk?"

Wen Rulan recalled Meng Xing's previous words and made a decision for him directly. After saying that, he went to the kitchen and brought milk and bread.

Meng Xing was stunned as if he was flattered. He didn't react until Wen Rulan had finished the trip and took the bread and milk that Wen Rulan handed over. He touched the specially heated milk and couldn't help but sigh: " This is the first time..."

"What's the first time?" Wen Rulan asked as she sat down opposite Meng Xing again.

"This is the first time you've been so kind to me." Meng Xing's words came the next moment.

Wen Rulan paused, looked up at Meng Xing, and asked seriously: "Did I treat you badly before?"

This question is very telling.

Meng Xing recalled it, was Wen Rulan not good to him? That's definitely not good. She carefully counted what Wen Rulan had done to herself. From back to front, Wen Rulan fed herself Gu worms, planned to usurp her position, drugged herself, and even took herself to the torture room for interrogation. .

But just saying that Wen Rulan was not good to her is a bit biased.

It's true that Wen Rulan had poisoned the poisonous insects, but when she was about to die in a catastrophe, she had to use her last breath to take out the poisonous insects, just so that Meng Xing would not be buried with her. It was not wrong to premeditate to usurp the throne, but she also knelt down in front of him just to show her sincerity.

The drugging and torture were noisier than the thunder. Generally speaking, Wen Rulan was just scaring him and trying to get him to submit. Meng Xing didn't seem to be harmed at all.

In general, there are good and bad points. If you have to compare them, it is better.

Meng Xing made comparisons in his mind. After comparing for a long time, he finally came to a conclusion. He was about to withdraw what he had just said, but was overtaken by Wen Rulan.

While Meng Xing was thinking silently, Wen Rulan was also thinking. He had never thought of hurting Meng Xing, but when he met Meng Xing for the first time at the bottom of the Longyuan Rift, he did treat him because of his caution and suspicion. Overtaken by worms.

Although he lied to Meng Xing that it was an elixir, it is not certain whether Meng Xing, who has a system, knew about it... If the other party knew about it, then no matter what his inner motives were, the harm to Meng Xing would be real. of.

Wen Rulan thought for a long time and decided to take the initiative to confess. In addition to being considerate, candid and showing weakness, it was also the purpose of his plan to conquer Meng Xing.

"The pill I gave you under the Longyuan Rift was actually a poisonous insect. I'm sorry..." Wen Rulan said softly.

Although it was the second apology, it was not much easier than the first. For a person with a strong personality like him, it has never been easy to bow to others and admit mistakes.

Meng Xing was stunned for a moment. He had difficulty reacting to Wen Rulan's apology.

He was already used to the other party being a cruel and ruthless scum, but this sudden incident left Meng Xing at a loss as to what to do.

Now that Wen Rulan confessed, he also confessed: "I know it's a voodoo, and I also know the effect of the voodoo. I only ate it after making sure it wouldn't cause any harm to me. You don't have to apologize."

Meng Xing's statement was very fair: "Put yourself in my shoes, when I was seriously injured and being chased by evil and good, a stranger suddenly appeared. Even I couldn't rest assured. The purpose of casting a poison was to protect myself. After all, You don’t know that I’m here to protect you.”

His tone was calm, and he really didn't take this matter to heart.

In fact, if Wen Rulan hadn't remembered to take out the Gu worms before she died, Meng Xing would have forgotten about the Gu worms long ago.

Seeing that Wen Rulan was still lowering her head and looking aggrieved, he simply reached out and patted the other person's shoulder, and also stroked the ferret lying on Wen Rulan's shoulder.

The ferret twitched its ears and stared directly at Meng Xing. In fact, he didn't really have much grudges about the poisoning. What he grieved about was Meng Xing's big heart...

Meng Xing didn't care about the poison, and he didn't care about other things either. As he said, this world is an insignificant game to him.

But it is not a game for Wen Rulan. I wonder if it is because he is addicted to dreams. He cannot be as awake as Meng Xing and regards everything that happens in front of him as a false illusion. For him, this is The real world.

He was born in a dream and has never seen reality, so the dream is his truth.

But...who is he outside of the fantasy?

Wen Rulan suddenly thought of this question again. Whether it is the Demon Lord or the S-class spiritual power user, they are all identities in the dream. Who is he outside the dream?

Last night, Meng Xing's "what if" words put him in the mood to think about serious matters. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't help but ask.

"You are Lord Mengze." Meng Xing answered matter-of-factly: "He is the god of heaven, just like Yinglong. He is the god of war, and you are the god in charge of dreams."

His tone was very certain, but Wen Rulan was not so sure. He repeated the name softly: "Mengze-Jun..."

These three words sounded very smooth, as if they had been said a thousand times between the lips and teeth.

There is no doubt that he is familiar with this name. Although he cannot remember it, his familiarity with this name has been engraved in his soul and has even become an instinctive reaction.

But does this mean that he is Meng Zejun?

Wen Rulan asked back: "Did the system you mentioned clearly indicate that I am Mengze-Jun?"

"Well..." Meng Xing hesitated: "Not really."

"But the dream rules it mentioned make it clear that it's you." Meng Xing repeated to Wen Rulan the system's statement that the owner of the dream must be the center of the dream, and concluded: "Look, you are a demon. Your Majesty, you are an S-level spiritual power user, who is not the center of the world?"

Wen Rulan pondered, he couldn't refute this, he was indeed the center of the world.

But he still felt that something was wrong. He couldn't pinpoint the specifics. He just felt that Meng Xing's logic was weird.

He frowned in thought and said nothing for a while.

Meng Xing did not interfere with Wen Rulan's thinking. Although he did not think there was a problem with his logic, Wen Rulan could just think about it if she wanted to.

Meng Xing quietly ate bread and drank milk. After he finished his breakfast, he suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.

Wen Rulan was awakened by the sound of the doorbell and realized that his subordinate was coming. He got up first, opened the door and came back with a bag of clothes.

Then, with Meng Xing's flattered expression again, he handed the clothes to the other party: "It's for you."

Meng Xing flipped through the bag of designer suits that were worth a lot of money, his face unabashedly showing surprise and joy of being released. I can finally get rid of the clothes that are one size too small.

Wen Rulan saw Meng Xing's emotions in her eyes and knew that she was taking the right step. Men know men best. He knew that this kind of gentle and silent consideration was the most fatal and the best way to conquer a brain circuit. Straight straight guy.

Wen Rulan continued to take the next step in the strategy plan. He did not show any merit, nor did he say that he had specially prepared it for him because he noticed the discomfort in his clothes.

Expressing merit may earn the other party's gratitude, but it is just a verbal thank you. However, if you don't say it, the other party will keep this feeling in their heart and increase their goodwill unconsciously.

So he said calmly: "I have a banquet tonight, it's more formal. You can come with me wearing this."

"Okay!" Meng Xing was immersed in the joy of getting new clothes and agreed immediately.

Just as Wen Rulan expected, his inner affection for Wen Rulan quietly improved.

Wen Rulan took such good care of him, and he shouldn't have any dissatisfaction anymore. It's just... Meng Xing rummaged through the bag and found out a complete outfit from top to bottom, even the tie and leather shoes, but he just couldn't find what he expected.

He flipped through it several times in disbelief, and finally attracted Wen Rulan's confused gaze. Wen Rulan couldn't help but said, "What are you looking for?"

"Looking for..." Meng Xing hesitated, hesitating again and again, but still felt that he had to say this: "The clothes before were a bit too small..."

He said it more euphemistically, and Wen Rulan continued to wonder: "Isn't this new size enough?"

He had personally measured Meng Xing's figure without clothes. Clothes of this size should not be too tight.

"The clothes are not tight, what I'm talking about is..." Meng Xingxin suddenly said those two words: "underwear."

Wen Rulan and the ferret lying on his shoulder were both stunned, and then their eyes moved downward involuntarily.

Although he was a straightforward man who didn't care, he couldn't stand being stared at at important parts like this. Meng Xing couldn't help but take two steps back and used the sofa to cover his waist.

With their sight blocked, Wen Rulan and Ferret were forced to retract their gazes, but this did not prevent him from saying "oh" meaningfully.

"It was my negligence." He admitted his mistake sincerely.

Meng Xing: "..."

Why is this misidentification so strange? Does Wen Rulan still want to stop neglecting her?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020061000:37:052020061101:04:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 Liliyuan Shangcao;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of chimère; 1 bottle of demoのtest and Xueli Xunsi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!