Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Gexiu finally recovered from the chaotic state just now.

He turned his head, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, his voice was slightly hoarse:

"...It's nothing, I just fell down just now."

The giant dragon was worried, and directly picked him up horizontally, then turned and walked towards the bed.

Ge Xiu habitually stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the other's neck.

——I was hugged in this position many times in the last world, and this has become a subconscious reaction, as if it was a matter of course.

However, as soon as his palm touched the other's hot and tight skin, Ge Xiu couldn't help but froze all over.

He suddenly woke up, let go of his hand suddenly, and unconsciously leaned back.

Worried that Ge Xiu would be knocked on the head, the giant dragon hurriedly reached out to cushion the back of his head, flustered for a while, and their postures were instantly out of balance.

The two stumbled and fell on the bed.

The other party's scorching breath and body temperature were like a huge net, tightly enveloping Gosho in it, with his hot chest pressed against his, and he could almost clearly feel the clear lines of his skin texture and the man's breathing ups and downs , and the rapid heartbeat rhythm in the opponent's chest.

Heartbeat on top of heartbeat, beat to beat.

One after another, the noise made people uneasy.

Ge Xiu could hardly tell whose heartbeat was ringing in his ears.

The calculation of time seems to lose its meaning.

He felt that his mind was filled with cotton, and his logical thinking could not work at all. However, at the same time, the shameful memories from the last world suddenly began to return quickly.

From his words to his deeds, one stupid detail after another frantically flooded into his mind.

With the filling of memory, Gexiu's body gradually stiffened.

Little by little, the blood rushed to his head slowly.

The heat spread from the base of the ear, burning his face, from the cheekbones to the cheeks, to the neck and collarbone, his whole body was like a slowly steamed crab, his face was so hot that it was almost smoking.

Gorgeous crimson spread across the snow-white skin, like a canvas painted with vivid colors.

The dragon froze.

He subconsciously breathed lightly.

He has flown to the top of the world and seen the most magnificent sunrise, the sky and sea have been melted into shades of red, he has also seen the earth burning under the setting sun, in the scorching dragon's breath The trembling sky——but he has never seen such a beautiful red color, which almost made him unable to think, breathe, or move. He could only become a slave to that bright red without any resistance, willingly offering everything he had .

The man's golden-red vertical pupils gradually darkened, like rich blood.

He was breathing lightly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

But the desire that was gradually brewing in his eyes gradually became clear. He didn't know what he wanted, but everything was acting under the instinctive trend.

He lowered his head slowly.

The distance between the two gradually shortened.

The tips of the noses touch and the breaths intertwine.

At that moment, Gexiu woke up like a dream.

He suddenly raised his hand against the other's shoulder, his voice hoarse and stiff: "——you go down."

The giant dragon's eyes darkened, he gritted his teeth, and got up from the bed aggrieved, like a child who had been reprimanded, and stood obediently beside the bed.

Ge Xiu took a deep breath, raised his hand and buried his face in his palm.

—Stop dancing, it's too loud.

Between the brilliant short blond hair, two burning red ear tips were exposed.

What happened in the last world is vivid, all the details are so clear, as if it just happened yesterday, and because of this, Gexiu can't even hypnotize himself, the person in the last world is not himself.

Gosho couldn't see more clearly...

He did all those things,

And every one of them made him wish he could pretend that he never existed.

...God.

Was the self who lost his memory so stupid?

Ge Xiu frantically wanted to bury his head in the pillow and shout, as if the only way to relieve the shame that came like a wave.

It's okay, it's okay, at least I can only remember the things in the last world.

Ge Xiu forcibly calmed down, comforting himself over and over again in his heart.

He took a deep breath, then forced himself to put his hands down, and turned to look at the dragon standing beside the bed.

Ge Xiu's eyes just collided with the focused gaze cast by the other party.

His heart skipped a beat involuntarily.

But Gexiu's face remained calm, he looked the other party up and down calmly, and then went through the stupid things the other party did in this world in his heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, in terms of stupidity, this dragon is better.

Gexiu felt a lot of balance in his heart instantly.

However, as the heat receded from his face little by little, exhaustion hit him like a tide.

Ge Xiu avoided the other party's intense gaze, raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows:

"...I want to take a break."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pulled away the tie on the side, and the thick curtain fell instantly, covering the gap between the two of them.

Hearing the sound of the other party's footsteps gradually moving away, Ge Xiu heaved a sigh of relief.

Although he knew that his subconscious evasion was not only meaningless, but also useless, but...

It's not like machinery or other design and transformation, as long as you figure out the way, you can do it at your fingertips. On the contrary, the emotions that disturb his mind and interfere with his working state are like computer viruses, messing up his mind. It was a mess, and Gexiu subconsciously rejected this state of chaos, relying on his own experience and instinct.

In the dimly lit curtain, Ge Xiu rested his forehead on his knees, and slowly closed his eyes tiredly.

Moreover, I don't know since when, his attitude seems to be no longer as firm and cold as it was at the beginning.

Even if he deliberately keeps a distance, ensures indifference, and pushes the other party away from his side time and time again.

But... the kind of subconscious intimacy and trust after amnesia cannot be fooled.

Gosho felt distraught.

He even hoped that he hadn't recovered the memory of the previous world.

At least that way, everything will be much simpler.

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The pitch-black dragon flew out of the island.

The princess is not in the right mood today.

That tear that fell was pierced in my heart like a dagger, and as long as I recalled it, I would feel an unspeakable sting.

The dragon decided to find more candies.

The princess likes to eat candy, and every time she brings back various candies, the other party's mood will always improve obviously.

The huge wings whistled the wind, and the surrounding clouds quickly changed their shapes.

At this moment, the dragon smelled the burnt smell coming from below.

He thought for a while in confusion, and finally decided to go down and take a look.

As the clouds gradually thinned, the scenery below gradually unfolded before his eyes.

It was a broken wall that had been scorched by the fire, and the blackened broken wall stood on the ground, like a gaping mouth.

The giant dragon stared blankly at the miserable scene in front of him.

He smelled the scent in the air—dragon's breath.

Only the flame of a giant dragon can cause such a powerful and terrifying lethality, but there is only the last dragon left in the world.

That is himself.

And the ruins below are...

Kingdom of Este.