After saving the world, I became a heartthrob

……

He Chan was awakened by a sharp pain.

When he opened his eyes, he was startled by a smooth and fine face without any pores, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Until there was another stabbing pain on his face.

He Chan slapped him, lifted César who was biting his face and tearing him away, and then struggled hard.

"Are you awake?" César, with a shy face, approached He Chan again, trying to calm down.

It's just that his erratic eyes completely exposed his inner guilt.

He Chan stretched out his hand impatiently to rub his face, he felt that his face must be swollen.

Huh?

face?

I have gained weight?

He Chan couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, he didn't care about César for the time being, he just wanted to find a mirror to look at.

Unexpectedly, he actually found a palm-sized mirror from a certain corner of the system space.

"Hmm..." This face looks familiar!

He Chan turned his face sideways, touched his chin, and touched his white and glowing skin.

"What is this?" Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he touched his head in doubt.

When you start to experience the real touch...

What the hell!

He Chan was shocked.

Why are there mushrooms growing on my head?

The point is, where's my hair?

He Chan's eyes were dazed, and he reached out and pulled the mushroom off his head.

With a sound of "Bo", He Chan's face turned green, and he was so angry that he raised his hand to throw the mushroom away.

"No." Cesare grabbed his arm.

He Chan turned his head and sharpened his eyes.

I haven't settled with you yet, but you can't help it?

César's heart trembled when he looked at him, and he flinched, but when he saw the mushroom in his hand, César felt that although it is not good to overwhelm people with power, he is useful at certain times!

So He Chan was shocked to find that this César, who not only attacked and bit him while he was sleeping, not only did not reflect on his behavior, but also thought about how to apologize to him.

Instead, relying on his height and poor strength, he pressed him against a tree and moved. He had to say, still making fun of himself with a serious face?

"Don't throw away the freshly picked mushrooms, they can still be eaten after washing."

He Chan: ...

If I go to your washroom and eat it, I will beat you to death as an unfilial person.

He Chanqi's eyes were red, but he couldn't move his body, but his head and mouth could move.

If I don't bite him to death, it's hard to solve the hatred in my heart.

It was also the fault of César for getting close, so He Chan directly bit his lip.

Not to mention how César himself felt, anyway, He Chan was frightened three times and became angry from embarrassment!

My target is the nose, why are you moving suddenly?

He Chan let go of his mouth and said unreasonably: "What are you moving? Who told you to move? Did I let you move? Let me go, I haven't settled with you for biting me, what? Am I playing the domineering president? Let me tell you, if you don't let me go, you are finished."

César touched the bleeding mouth, stared at He Chan's chattering little mouth without blinking, stared at He Chan, and suddenly shut up.

However, he kept silent, his eyes darkened, and He Chan was flustered and couldn't help nagging, "What do you want to do? I warn you, don't act recklessly."

"Cesar! If you dare to do anything to me, you will regret it!"

"You will definitely regret it! Uh... lightly, lightly, it hurts... hiss... don't bite..."

After half an hour.

He Chan leaned against the tree trunk with a numb face, his mouth was red and swollen, looking extremely miserable.

So why does he grow meat?

Is it bad to be a skeleton?

Suddenly, César appeared in front of He Chan out of thin air.

"Here, the dew of flowers you want to drink." César held a delicate silverware water cup in his hand, and carefully handed it to He Chan's mouth, flattering him.

"I don't want to drink anymore. I heard that there is a spiritual spring in the depths of the dark forest called Crescent Moon Spring. Go and get it for me." He Chan glanced at him, without looking at the things in his hand, and said.

César heard that, silently put down the Hundred Flowers Dew collected in his hand, turned and left.

In less than a moment, César appeared again holding a new cup.

"I'm hungry. I heard that there is an old tree demon in the dark forest. His thousand-year-old tree heart is really delicious. I want to eat it."

Soon, César returned with the heart of the thousand-year-old tree.

"My body is too weak, and I need to make up for it."

"I'm cold, the fur of the white fox in the snow is beautiful, you go and hunt it for me..."

"I'm hot, and I want to wear gauze, go and find it for me."

"I……"

After tossing for a long time, a bunch of things were placed in front of He Chan. As for him, not only did he not calm down, but he became even more angry.

"Is there anything else you want?" César, who didn't hear He Chan order him to do something, asked He Chan suspiciously when he came back this time.

He Chan turned his head.

"Since there is nothing I want, it's my turn."

He Chan:? ? ?

wait, what do you mean?

He Chan avoided César's hand with a frightened face.

"You told me to do 31 things in total, and I finished them all. Next, it's up to me."

"31 bites, don't worry, I won't bite too much." César said with a serious face, speaking frankly and confidently.

He Chan: ...

"No, I didn't ask you to do it, you did it voluntarily...you can't..."

Ten minutes later, César let go of the dizzy He Chan who was kissed by him, and said with satisfaction:

"This is the first bite."

He Chan:?

Seeing him approaching him again, He Chan turned pale in shock, and hurriedly waved his hands back, "Wait."

César stopped, his light blue eyes were full of puzzlement.

"You can't do this, you are forcing..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, César retorted, "This is not coercion, it is called reciprocity."

He Chan: "...shit, I didn't even agree to something, what is it called reciprocity, don't make excuses, I said, it's your voluntary... um... César, if you do this again, I'm angry..."

"You're angry, I'm not angry, I'm very happy." César ignored him, happily continuing to fulfill the number of rewards he deserved.

So sweet!

Sweeter than the fruit I ate before!

Um?Have I ever eaten fruit before?

He Chan was completely mad by César, what is that called?

You're happy when I'm angry, aren't you?

I make you happy!

There was a glint in He Chan's eyes, and a stern look flashed across him. When he kissed him again, he bit down hard.

César paused and didn't move, but immediately, his attack became more fierce, saliva mixed with blood, which made He Chan feel sick.

Finally, before He Chan could spit it out, César let him go.

"Uh..." Spit out a mouthful of blood, He Chan pointed at the instigator César with tears in his eyes.

"you you you……"

César grabbed his hand and said affectionately, "There are 29 more times."

He Chan rolled his eyes and was stunned.

Wait until you wake up again.

He Chan didn't wait for César to come up, and said directly: "I have something to tell you."

"I also have something to ask you." César, who was walking with him in his arms, lowered his eyes and smiled.

His smiling face and cheerful mood reminded He Chan of his previous behavior, and there were 29 more times...

"You ask first." He Chan nestled in his arms, covered his mouth with his hands, and said obediently.

"What's your name?"

He Chan:? ?

That's it?

I thought about countermeasures for a long time, but in the end you asked the most insignificant question.

He Chan was stunned for a moment, then replied in a daze, "It just so happens that what I want to tell you is related to this matter."

"Huh?" César lowered his head slightly and listened attentively.

"Cough, you put me down first." Since he wanted to tell him his identity, He Chan felt that it would damage his image if he nestled in his arms again, so he patted his hand and said.

After hearing this, César pondered for two seconds, and even though he was reluctant in his heart, he obeyed his wishes and put him on the ground.

He Chan is now wearing the merman garment that Cizer begged for him from the deep-sea mermaids. The dark blue clothes are as thin as gauze. Because the mermaids have mermaid tails, the clothes are made with skirts at the bottom. The style of the pose makes He Chan's fair skin beautiful, like an elf.

It is worth mentioning that He Chan's hair grew back after he ate the red mushroom. It was flamboyant red, thick like seaweed, slightly curled up to his shoulders, dazzling and blazing like fire.

Coupled with those light brown eyes, even people who say it is a sea monster will believe it.

César's gaze paused on his bare feet, the snow-white color was in stark contrast to the black soil, which made his eyes hurt, so he simply bent down and picked him up again under He Chan's astonished eyes.

"You..." He Chan slapped his shoulder angrily at his repentance, and just about to get rough, he heard César's soft and forceful voice: "Don't move! Hold me tight."

He Chan: If you say you can’t move, I won’t move?

Hold on tight, you are dreaming!

what's the situation?

The touch from his feet made He Chan lower his head in astonishment, and what caught his eyes was the concentrated image of César lifting his feet and putting on shoes for him.

From his angle, he could just see César's handsome profile and the gentle movements of his hands.

He Chan silently lay his head on his lap, allowing him to put on his shoes.

"Okay, let's see if it fits." César put him on the ground with a satisfied expression.

Facing his expectant eyes, He Chan couldn't bear it, took two steps, and said in a low voice, "It fits well."

"As long as you like it."

His words made He Chan's heart rang an alarm, and he blurted out, "This time you voluntarily, it doesn't count the number of times!"

Unexpectedly, his reaction amused César, and he couldn't help laughing out loud. The laughter was deep and magnetic, like a spring water scattered in the lake, rippling, causing waves of ripples, which made He Chan feel ashamed and angry .

"Well, it doesn't count the number of times." Cizer looked at He Chan, his eyes were gentle, just like his voice, it was so warm, like a breeze passing by his ears, he hooked He Chan, who had a heart of stone, numbly. , I haven't recovered for a long time.

After a while, He Chan came to his senses. Thinking of his own reaction, his face suddenly turned red, then turned blue and white, then turned black and white. It was really complicated and changeable.

No, we can't go on like this!

He Chan emptied those useless things in his mind, cleared his throat, corrected his attitude, and said coldly and solemnly with no expression on his face:

"Through the matter now, seeing that you are acting more and more absurdly, to prevent you from making a big mistake that cannot be undone, I will not hide it from you anymore."

In order to let César understand the seriousness of the matter, He Chan specially brewed it, and felt that the atmosphere was almost ready, so he spoke earnestly, and said slowly: "Actually, I am your master, He Chan."

After a full quarter of an hour.

César: "Yeah."

He Chan: Huh?

I waited for you for a long time, and you replied me with a word?

Or an "um"?

Are you sure you heard what I said?

César's reaction was too calm, so calm that He Chan couldn't figure out his thoughts, so he simply emphasized it again.

"I am your master!"

"Understood, do you want to cash out the number in advance?" César asked.

He Chan: How many times?Why do I cash out, I don't understand, goodbye.