After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

He is the only one who is so stupid.

Chen Xingzhu: [System, is the protagonist really mentally ill?]

He was a little confused, "What should we do? Should we still do the mission?"

So, how do we cure mental illness?

Do we need to find a psychiatrist for the protagonist?

If you see a psychiatrist...

System: [Strike him while he's ill.]

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Chen Xingzhu: [Ah?]

Looking at its silly host, the system said earnestly, "We are here to complete the mission, not to do charity."

Hearing this, Chen Xingzhu suddenly realized, "Oh, yes, yes, you are right."

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xingzhu: !!! [Just now - just now, right?]

The system nodded, [Yes.]

Chen Xingzhu: [Oh my god! You can complete the task like this? I just gave him a light kick, that's all!]

lightly?

The system is skeptical.

So far, the originally well-behaved plot line has been twisted by Chen Xingzhu into something like a wild horse that has run away from its reins, and it cannot be more distorted.

The contract was not signed and the money was lost.

Failed to possess, and was pushed aside instead.

Even the black-hearted sanatorium that was promised was sent to the best private comprehensive hospital in the city by the host.

System: I’m tired and don’t want to talk.

But anyway, mission accomplished.

Therefore, the system: ... emmm, forget it...

As for Chen Xingzhu, he lay back on the bed and smiled for the first time in a long time.

His back ached, he felt weak all over, he was exhausted, but!

Mission accomplished!

Hehehe, so happy!

Chen Xingzhu's whole body was filled with little bubbles of happiness, and her eyelids gradually became heavy.

He was so tired.

Both body and soul.

He received such good news, and the annoying person disappeared from his sight, so he could finally have a good rest.

Inside the room, with a happy smile on his face, Chen Xingzhu curled up in bed, sleeping soundly.

Outside the door, Qiao Wenzhou stood there like a lost dog, his brows drooping and his expression annoyed.

A few minutes later.

Amid the sound of long breathing, a furtive figure slipped in.

Tiptoeing like a little thief, Qiao Wenzhou approached cautiously.

This time, he slowed down his breathing and his movements were very restrained.

After a thorough examination of my wife's body, I finally found a small scar behind her ankle.

A streak of bright red blood was very eye-catching on the fair skin.

He frowned unconsciously and quickly took out the disposable cotton swab and iodine that he had finally found in his arms.

After gently breaking it off, he rubbed the skin gently as if it were a world-renowned treasure.

Under the dim light, the young man knelt at the end of the bed, gently holding the man's ankles with both hands, and his head very close. From a distance, it looked like he was kissing him.

Although he tried very hard to control his breathing, some of it still leaked out.

The warm breath spread on the soles of his feet, and Chen Xingzhu curled up his feet unconsciously in his sleep.

The instep just brushed the tip of his nose, and Qiao Wenzhou's heart suddenly stopped.

He was frightened, but not because he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person, but because of the charming thoughts that suddenly came to his mind...

Holding his wife's ankles, his heart began to beat faster and faster.

My wife is so good in her sleep...

With a gulp, he swallowed hard.

Unconsciously, the strength in my hands was gradually increasing.

Someone was sleeping soundly, unaware that danger was approaching.

The force of the shackles finally caused him to instinctively twitch his calves, but such a struggle was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Not only did it not have any effect, but it made Qiao Wenzhou's breathing even more rapid.

Just like a butterfly trapped in a spider web, but trying hard to flap its wings, its white ankles could not escape the grip of the big hand.

Seeing that something dangerous was about to happen, the sentry system finally couldn't bear it anymore and prepared to wake up Chen Xingzhu.

However, the next second, Qiao Wenzhou suddenly retracted his hand and looked away in panic.

He didn't understand how he became like this?

Just like a pervert...

Obviously, he liked Chen Xingzhu as a person, not for that kind of thing.

But now, what is he doing?

When my wife is resting, my mind is full of random thoughts!

Qiao Wenzhou, you are really not a human being!

After Qiao Wenzhou moved away, the system finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, it remembered something that it had thrown into a corner a long time ago - that thing had not been dealt with yet!

Oops, it quickly looked to the corner of the room.

The bottles decorated as incense still emit scent.

The system felt dizzy.

To prevent its host from being bullied again, the system quickly threw it into the public trash can outside the villa.

Qiao Wenzhou, who was already distracted, naturally did not notice that something disappeared silently in the room.

Looking at Qiao Wenzhou again, the system's expression was a little difficult to discern.

So, the reason why a bastard is a bastard is because of that thing?

But in the face of strong physiological instincts, can a dog man still choose to be a human being?

After taking another deep breath, Qiao Wenzhou's heartbeat finally returned to normal.

After clearing his mind of all distractions, he slowly opened his eyes and then focused on treating his wife's wound.

His eyes were focused, his movements were gentle, and his expression revealed a bit of heartache and self-blame.

System: Okay, I won’t call you a dog man anymore.

After no longer having to keep watch, the system looked at its dwindling energy and let out a long sigh.

Not only did I not earn any energy, I also lost a lot of it.

After careful calculation, it lost energy and the host lost his integrity.

Hey... cannon fodder mission, it's difficult, difficult...

In the room, Qiao Wenzhou, who had finally completed the disinfection, exhaled slowly.

Then, he gently helped Chen Xingzhu pull down his trouser legs and tucked in the corner of the quilt.

When he stood up, Qiao Wenzhou took a breath of cold air.

Hiss! It’s so numb!

His calves were invaded by numbness, he grimaced, his expression distorted, but he still held his breathing and subconsciously looked at the sleeping figure.

Phew—luckily, my wife was not woken up.

He tried hard to restrain himself and dared not make any sound.

With his own perseverance, he endured the waves of numbness.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but the numbness gradually subsided and he finally felt a lot more comfortable.

After exhaling, he did not sit idle, but tiptoed out to get a glass of warm water.

This time, he specially found a plastic cup.

Holding the glass of water, he returned to the bedroom and stood quietly aside.

While Chen Xingzhu was sleeping soundly, Qiao Wenzhou had been watching over her silently, leaving the bedroom only when the water got cold and replacing it with warm water.

He ran back and forth several times, not minding the trouble at all, with sweetness always in his eyes.

He enjoys serving his wife.