King's induction manual

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Jiang Chongli was falling asleep.

The quilt was very warm and the bed was very soft, but he was unknowingly cold all over his body, and his trembling feeling was like a vine named fear, which slowly crawled out from under the bed, climbed to the edge of the bed, got into the quilt, touched his shoulder, and passed over. The back circled around the back of the neck, and then went straight down to the chest, holding the heart tightly.

In a daze, the bottom of the bed seemed to become a bottomless abyss, and a pair of eyes suddenly opened in the abyss, staring at him tightly.

"!" Jiang Chongli woke up, opened his eyes in a daze, then slowly turned over and looked under the bed.The bottom of the bed was clean, no chasm, no eyes, nothing but four wooden bed feet.

Had a nightmare.

Jiang Chongli retracted slowly again, rubbed his heart expressionlessly, and after confirming that there was nothing clinging to it, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

He fell asleep immediately, and slept so deeply that he didn't even notice a knocking sound from under the bed, followed by the sound of objects rubbing against each other.

In the haze, it seemed that something leaned over and approached his pillow, getting closer, getting closer, so close that it was about to touch something between the mouth and nose.

Jiang Chongli turned over and turned his face to the wall.

There was a rustling sound, and then the edge of the bed sank, as if something had landed on the bed.In his sleep, Jiang Chongli felt his back prickling, as if he was being watched, or even touched very lightly.

He grunted and pulled the covers tighter.

After a while, heavy breathing sounded very close to Jiang Chongli's ear.It's like a person who has been holding back for a long time is panting hard, or like a person who has been hungry for a long time in front of delicious food, desperately inhaling and smelling.

It was indeed an inhalation, and the inhaled air even moved the short hair next to Jiang Chongli's ears, making his ears itchy and hot.This feeling was not very comfortable, Jiang Chongli was half asleep and half awake, and slapped him.

Snapped!

Crisp and loud.

"..." Jiang Chongli tried his best to open his eyelids, and after looking at it for a while, he realized what was lying in front of him.

It was a person who seemed to be wrapped in a black quilt. The quilt was so tightly wrapped that his head was covered and his face could not be seen clearly.Jiang Chongli felt that this image was quite familiar, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he was a little stunned.

The thing in front of him, if he carried a wand, would be a living Voldemort.

Voldemort, who had just been slapped by him, lay before his eyes.

But this is the real world, not a novel. Jiang Chongli feels that he is the same, so he will not make random remarks regardless of the situation.

"Hi, I'm here late at night, how can I help you?" Jiang Chongli asked.

The other party's throat moved and made a breathy sound.

Jiang Chongli thought for a while and said, "I can't see your face, don't kill people, I don't have a car, I don't have a house, this one-bedroom apartment is rented, the computer is on the table, a second-hand desktop, and there are only a few hundred dollars in cash in my wallet , Don’t be too small, you can take them all away, but please keep all kinds of cards, it’s too troublesome to reissue, thank you.”

The voice in the man's throat became louder, but he still didn't speak, as if he was a little anxious, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Chongli's shoulder.

Jiang Chongli began to worry. Could it be that this thief not only wanted to break into the house to rob money, but also to rob sex?

"You made a mistake. The female college student who lived here before has moved away." After a pause, Jiang Chongli added, "I'm a man, and I won't fight you for a few hundred dollars, but this kind of thing will."

The man opened his mouth with difficulty and let out a growl.

"What did you say?" The thief couldn't be dumb.

"Wang..."

Jiang Chongli: "..."

Thief: "Wow... woof..."

Jiang Chongli: "..."

Thief: "Woo...woof..."

Jiang Chongli hushed the thief's dog's paw, pushed away the thief's dog's head, and reached out to the ground to touch his slippers.He finally couldn't take it anymore, he ran to his house to learn how to bark like a dog in the middle of the night, he had to beat his slippers out, and he had to get up early to go to work tomorrow!

The thief was hit on the head several times, reached out and grabbed Jiang Chongli's wrist, and pressed his upper body forward, Jiang Chongli fell on the bed.The thief tilted his head to look at Jiang Chongli, seemed a little helpless, then bent down and directly pressed on him.

Jiang Chongli's eyes widened, and there was darkness in front of him.His face was covered under the thief's hood, nose to nose, face to face, even lips to the thief's.

The thief took a deep breath, Jiang Chongli opened his mouth unconsciously, the tip of his tongue was sucked into the opponent's mouth, his chest and abdomen were itchy, and then his whole body began to tingle, his head was dizzy, his heart palpitations, his hands and feet trembled slightly but uncontrollably Start trembling.

The soul comes out of the mouth, and the soul flies out of the sky, as if the soul has been emptied.

Jiang Chongli thought in a daze, could this be... the feeling of hypoglycemia?

Kissing, it turns out that hypoglycemia will occur, no wonder the faces of the actors and actresses are so painful and uncomfortable when there is a kissing scene on TV.

Because of the weird experience of his first kiss, Jiang Chongli couldn't help but deeply misunderstand the behavior of kissing.

Then, he swooned over.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn, and Jiang Chongli was so weak that he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

The thief sat on the edge of the bed and watched him for an unknown how long.Seeing that he was awake, she got up and poured him a glass of water.

Jiang Chongli drank tremblingly, shaking his hands.

The thief brought him another bowl of porridge.

Jiang Chongli hurriedly gobbled it up.

Seeing that he was eating too fast, the thief sat beside him and patted him on the back gently.

"You only have rice and potatoes in your kitchen, and the seasoning is only salt. I wanted to make you some delicious food to replenish your energy, but unfortunately I couldn't do it," said the thief.

His voice was very deep, slightly hoarse, and the sound waves oscillating in the air seemed to be carrying electric current with magnetic force, drilling straight into the heart and soul of the listener, feeling numb.

Jiang Chongli swallowed a mouthful of potato porridge, raised his hand and rubbed his ears, but unfortunately it didn't help, the ears were still itchy and hot for no reason.He looked at the thief in surprise, and blurted out, "Aren't you a dog?"

The thief shook his head, "Before I was too weak and lacked essence, so I couldn't make a sound. It's a joke."

Jiang Chongli was a little curious, "Then what did you want to express when you barked before?"

The thief seemed a little embarrassed, coughed, and replied, "It's not Wang, it's Wang."

"king?"

The thief nodded, "I am calling for you, my king."

Oh, it’s not woo~wang, it’s me~wang.

Jiang Chongli stared at the thief, his heart began to collapse.

He came to his house in the middle of the night, not robbing money or sex, but playing cosplay with him, cheating people is not like this.

No, no, it is not quite accurate to say that there is no robbery at all. The previous... should be the legendary kiss, right?It's over, it's over, the first kiss that I planned to dedicate to my future girlfriend has disappeared in such a vague way, I can't live through this day!

If it wasn't for his own rice bowl, Jiang Chongli would have smashed the bowl and porridge together.

Seeing that he didn't eat and the veins were still popping out on his forehead, the thief couldn't help but touched his face worriedly, "What's the matter, is the porridge not to your taste?"

Although the materials are very limited, the thief's craftsmanship is undoubtedly very good. The simple potato porridge, the potatoes are fragrant and soft, the rice grains are crystal and round, and the thickness is just right. The whole bowl of porridge simply melts in the mouth.

"Even if you don't like it, you should eat more," the thief said in a low voice, coaxing Jiang Chongli gently, "After eating, continue to rest and recharge your energy. I'll go out and buy ingredients for you, and I'll give it to you when I come back." Do what you love."

The corner of Jiang Chongli's mouth twitched, "...Are you planning to come back?"

The thief paused, straightened his back, sat upright by the bed, was so serious that he almost made an oath, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will always be with you in this life, and I will never leave you, my king. "

Jiang Chongli was a little dazed for a moment, he just felt that the thief in front of him was good-looking, good-looking, very good-looking.

Different from last night when the lights were dark and blind, in the clear morning light, this thief was tall and tall, wrapped in a thick black leather jacket, the cloak hanging down his shoulders reached the ground, a hood was attached to his head, and an extremely gorgeous black mask covered his eyes. With closed eyebrows, one can see the radiant deep black pupils and the exposed lower half of the face.

But even this exposed part still makes people feel handsome and dazzling.

Jiang Chongli stared blankly at the culprit's pupils, lips and jaw line, never knowing that someone could be so handsome with just half of his face that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

What is handsome enough to dizzy, handsome enough to sting, handsome enough to dazzle the holy light, handsome enough to blind a dog's eyes, that's it.

Jiang Chongli tried his best not to start, and stopped looking at the thief, thinking that the current coser is really amazing, the quality is so high that it is simply scary.

"Chongli?" The thief called him, stretched out his hand to wrap Jiang Chongli's hand holding the bowl, and tested the temperature of the porcelain bowl, "The porridge is a bit cold, but the one in the pot is still hot, I'll give you another bowl."

Jiang Chongli looked at the hands of the thief, and found that these hands were also very beautiful, with plain muscles and fine bones.It was such a hand that made potato porridge for him.

For some reason, Jiang Chongli suddenly felt that his ears started to get hot again. He was a little embarrassed, and said quickly, "No need."

"Cold porridge is not good." The thief insisted.

Jiang Chongli shook his head, and swallowed the rest of the porridge in a few mouthfuls, "No need, I can't taste the food anyway."

The potato porridge, which looks so fragrant and delicious, tastes like chewy wax like all the other foods he has eaten in Jiang Chongli's mouth.

Jiang Chongli doesn't know what's wrong with him. He has been like this since he was a child. No matter how expensive or exquisite food is, he doesn't know where it is delicious. Over time, he won't waste ingredients. Eat whatever is cheap, if it is not what the human body needs Salt, he wouldn't even buy the most basic condiment, table salt.

So Jiang Chongli felt a little guilty when facing the thief who specially cooked porridge for him.

"It was my negligence," the thief didn't seem to be surprised, he just paused, and then comforted him softly, "After becoming my king, everything will be fine, and I will make good food for you when the time comes."

"Wait...wait a minute," Jiang Chongli's stomach was full and he had strength, and his brain finally started to function normally. Over there, go straight and go straight to the left and there is a staircase, there is no monitoring, you can evacuate safely."

Jiang Chongli thought about coaxing people away quickly, and then rushed out immediately to report to the security.

Although this cosplayer broke into the house, he did not rob money or sex. He is indeed handsome, but he opens his mouth and shuts his mouth. He is too involved in the drama, so there is no guarantee that there will be no mental problems. Uncle security must be asked to take measures. If necessary, you have to call the police, otherwise it is too dangerous.

"What do you mean?" The thief pursed his lips and his voice became cold.

"I, I mean, look, it's dawn. If you dress like this, if you don't leave, you will be surrounded by people, and the influence will not be good." Jiang Chongli tried his best to avoid the important points, so as not to irritate the thieves.

This thief is tall and looks mighty. Last night when he knocked him down, he showed extraordinary strength. The potato porridge reflects how well this thief knows about Jiang Chongli's kitchen. This thief absolutely knows where the kitchen knife is.

It's not high to fight hard, Jiang Chongli pondered.

"You want to drive me away?" The thief asked coldly.

"...We don't know each other very well."

The effect of literary combat is almost zero, can it really only be martial arts?

The thief stood up, looked down at him condescendingly, and said word by word: "Chong Li, you don't want to be my king, do you?"

The complexion under the hood is cold, the pupils are cold, the voice is cold, and the posture is cold. This thief is shrouded in an extremely cruel atmosphere. The considerate man who softly coaxed Jiang Chongli to eat before The thief, like a phantom, disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Chongli touched his heart subconsciously, and the thief's cold gaze shot from behind the mask turned into countless trembling vines in a trance, clutching tightly to his heart just like in the nightmare that woke him up.