Quick Wear: Game Guide for the Heartthrob Cannon Fodder

When Su Miao woke up again, he felt weak all over.

A slight pain in his chest made Su Miao's face darken. He lifted up his collar and saw blue and purple marks all over it, which were more obvious on his snow-white skin.

The two red tassels on his chest were given special care, as if they had been rubbed with medicine, and were wet, red and swollen.

Su Miao: …

The case has been solved. The leader of the Holy Fire Cult is a pervert again.

His eyes were as cold as ice, and his beautiful face was covered with a deep chill.

"You dare, Shuzi."

"I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold!"

Su Miao would be knocked unconscious at night every day, but the time would be earlier and earlier.

In recent days, Su Miao could smell the love potion even before dinner.

Su Miao was very curious. Doesn’t the leader of the Holy Fire Cult have to handle official business?

Is he the only one who works diligently reviewing memorials every day?

Su Miao glanced at the fat orange who was secretly drinking water from the teacup again, and the cannon fodder system immediately tucked its tail between its legs and meowed cutely.

[Dear host, please do more work. 】

After saying that, Fat Orange disappeared in a flash, leaving Su Miao, who was pretending to be angry, touching his lips and thinking.

Countless faces flashed through his mind, but he still couldn't figure out who the cult leader was.

The cult leader was too vigilant and waited until Su Miao was completely unconscious before entering the room, which resulted in him being unable to use the smell to analyze who he was.

Su Miao smiled coldly to maintain his persona, turned over and continued to lie on the bed like a lazy fish.

Cool.

Su Miao was not knocked unconscious that day, but all the lights in the house were turned off, and even the doors and windows were covered tightly, so that not a single light could come through.

Su Miao knew that the cult leader was about to come out, and he thought that there was no need to do so because he could no longer see at night.

He coughed lightly a few times, and his thin body looked as thin as paper even in the darkness.

The leader subconsciously took a few steps forward, but in an attempt to cover up his mistake, he stood beside the table and pretended to pour water.

He seemed to be afraid that Su Miao would recognize who he was, so he always kept a distance from Su Miao.

Even though she brought him a cup of tea, she quickly stepped back when she touched Su Miao's slender white fingertips.

It was like encountering some ferocious beast.

Su Miao sneered. From the way he avoided suspicion, he thought that this was not the person who came to humiliate him every night these days.

The mocking voice reached the leader's ears clearly, and his tall and vague figure moved.

In the silent room, the only sounds that could be heard were Su Miao's faint breathing, as well as heartbeats and heavy breathings that were heavier than the last and did not belong to Su Miao.

Su Miao opened his mouth slightly, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by a voice that was obviously changing in tone.

"Nine Thousand Years Old, you don't want to know that others know that you are a fake eunuch, right?"

Su Miao: …

"court death!"

Su Miao was instantly filled with murderous aura, and there was a hint of intimidation from the Regent, which made the leader very unhappy.

The tall and slender body enveloped Su Miao with an oppressive force. He lowered his voice. This was a voice change that the leader had practiced countless times to ensure that Su Miao would never be able to tell whose voice he was.

"If you submit to me obediently, I will make you queen when I ascend the throne."

Su Miao: ...Such familiar words, could you come up with something new?

Seeing that Su Miao remained silent, the leader thought that he hated him so much that he didn't want to say a word.

The leader's heart was beating like thunder. He knew he should not have taken the risk to come here. Su Miao would definitely know who he was.

But he hadn't spoken to Su Miao for so long that he was almost going crazy.

I can only block out a ray of light and change my body shape and voice to relieve my lovesickness.

He knew Su Miao too well. After what he had done to him, Su Miao must have hated him to the core.

He was not afraid that Su Miao would hate him, he was only afraid that Su Miao would forget him.

The leader was ready to accept Su Miao's cold words, but what he didn't expect was that Su Miao's breathing was so light that it seemed like it would disappear like mist in the next second.

"Where are you? I can't see you."

Such a light sentence made the leader's eyes burst into tears.

If a person is normal, after his eyes have adapted to the darkness, he can see the blurry figure clearly even in the absence of light.

But Su Miao couldn’t see it!

He couldn't see in the darkness!

Thinking of Su Miao's pale face and pitifully thin and fragile ankles, the leader had to face the fact that Su Miao was sick.

He rushed out of the door and fled in panic.

Su Miao squinted her eyes and could barely see that he was wearing a red robe.

The cannon fodder system quickly scanned the host's body. It touched its head and asked in confusion: [Host, there is nothing wrong with your body. You have gained weight recently.]

[Hey, why can't I see fatness in other places? Let me take a look. It turns out that it's in these parts...]

Su Miao covered Fatty's mouth with her hand and said it would be impolite to say anything more!

He said nonchalantly, "I was pretending."

The cannon fodder system breathed a sigh of relief: [I told you, the body points are all copied from your original body.]

In the days that followed, Su Miao was never drugged again. Apart from having different doctors come to see him every day, he lived a leisurely retirement life.

The Holy Fire Cult should be about to reach the capital, and Su Miao also moved from Dingzhou to a tent on the outskirts of Beijing.

There was some noise outside the tent. After Su Miao's eyesight became worse, his ears became more sensitive. He could hear the leader's low voice outside, as if he was scolding the doctor for not being able to diagnose what disease he had.

The leader seemed to be extremely angry, but he suppressed his anger for some reason.

He spoke softly across the tent, as if he was afraid to startle Su Miao: "A doctor from Jiangnan happens to be here. I'll go get him."

He paused before continuing, "Don't be afraid."

Su Miao turned over lazily, and when he woke up again, he heard a voice different from the leader's.

The man said to himself, "Is this the golden nugget hidden in the leader's golden house?"

Another person corrected: "It's a beautiful woman in a golden house."

"Hey, that's it!"

As he spoke, he became angry and said angrily: "Just for this thing! We have already fought to the city gate! Why did the leader arrest him if he was not going to be used to call the gate!"

"Why bother to hire some famous Jiangnan doctor? It's useless!"

Another person who sounded more polite replied: "Boss, the leader has so many brothers waiting to go in and share the things and sleep with the women."

The bandit leader slapped his thigh and said, "Yes! If the leader doesn't attack the capital, I will!"

"Get up now! If you don't obey me, I will kill you...!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Su Miao and froze in place after seeing Su Miao's pale face.

"You... this this this..."

Su Miao held his hand and smiled slightly.

The bandit leader looked at his rosy lips opening and closing in a daze. The cool and refreshing fragrance from the beauty in front of him continuously penetrated into his nose.

"I have admired the leader of Qinglong Village for a long time."

"I just hope I can help the village master."