This is my little scallop

Sitting on the bed, Chu Xuan glanced at the ground not far away ignorantly, still a little sleepy.

He stretched, the collar of his bathrobe loose.

He tilted his head, and Hughes' figure suddenly appeared on the seat by the window beside him.

"Good morning." Hughes propped his chin leisurely.

He didn't know what was wrong, looking at Chu Xuan's sleeping face, he didn't leave after seeing Chu Xuan last night.

Chu Xuan's eyelashes drooped obediently, his eyes were ignorant, and he was not fully awake yet.

"Good morning."

He lifted the quilt and sat up, with the hem of the bathrobe on his calf, and under the reflection of the morning sun, his legs became whiter and whiter.

Chu Xuan stood up, intending to pass Hughes to the bathroom.

Hughes' red eyes were deep, and he stood up, "Where are you going?"

Chu Xuan turned around, "Bathroom."

Hughes stood still, and saw Chu Xuan's long eyelashes and bright eyes.

Hughes' red eyes trembled, and he quickly returned to normal.

Seeing Hughes standing there firmly, Chu Xuan turned his head and slightly bent the corners of his lips, suddenly feeling that the evil ghost was a little cute.

He walked into the bathroom, changed into blue and white clothes, and opened the bathroom door, only to see Hughes still standing outside the door, not moving.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

The roots of Hughes' ears were slightly red, and his usually dark eyes were a bit unusual at the moment. He said, "...this suit suits you very well."

"Huh?" Chu Xuan didn't expect Hughes to say this, he reacted: "Thank you."

Hughes could see the bathroom clearly even through the bathroom door.That's why when Chu Xuan was changing clothes in the bathroom just now, Hughes had a full view of him.

Hughes suddenly felt that his heart was shameless and despicable, and he had inexplicable feelings and desires for his slaves.

Moreover, that uncontrollable emotion raged in his heart, becoming more and more out of control.

……

Hughes and Andrew went out for a trip.

When Hughes came back smelling of blood, he saw Chu Xuan sitting on a white wicker chair on the balcony, reading a classic.

Chu Xuan sensed that Hughes was back, he closed the book and turned his head, and was the first to catch a glimpse of the blood on Hughes' lapel.

He frowned, "Are you hurt?"

"No." Hughes came to sit beside Chu Xuan, and occasionally glanced at Chu Xuan's gentle side face, "No injury."

With doubts in Chu Xuan's eyes, he turned his head and looked at Hughes.

Hughes was stunned, his eyes were deeply immersed in Chu Xuan's gentle eyes, and he couldn't extricate himself more and more.

It was as if something was growing crazily inside, out of control.

Chu Xuan turned his eyes away.

Hughes has amnesia now, he reminded himself.

Hughes glanced at Chu Xuan's white and slender hands, and asked vaguely, "What are you looking at?"

Hearing the sound, Chu Xuan looked back, and he raised the book in his hand, "The classics of the ancient world."

You told me stories before...

Chu Xuan sat quietly beside Hughes, his eyes drooped, and a few strands of sadness filled his eyes.

"When did I make a contract with you?" Hughes asked suddenly.

Chu Xuan raised his head, he remembered the days they spent together on the isolated island, and said, "In the realm of death, half a year ago."

Hughes' eyes froze, and when he heard the death realm, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead.

He frowned in pain, covering his forehead.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Hughes like this, Chu Xuan hurriedly raised his hand to cover the back of his hand, "Does your head hurt? Let me see."

Wen Yi came from the back of Hughes's hand. He was inexplicably familiar with this feeling. The boy's palm was soft, like a ball of cotton, scratching his heart.

Hughes raised his head, only to see Chu Xuan's eyes full of worry, he was gently stroking his forehead, his fair and handsome face was close at hand.

Hughes didn't speak, but seeing Chu Xuan's worried expression, he put his arms around his shoulders, and he even felt the warmth of Chu Xuan's breath.

They are like a pair of lovers embracing each other.

Thinking when Chu Xuan hugged him, Hughes inexplicably felt at ease.

Seeing that Hughes was fine, Chu Xuan put down his hands. Looking at Hughes' familiar yet unfamiliar eyes, the emotions accumulated in the past few days suddenly surged.

His eyes were slightly red, and he leaned lightly on Hughes' shoulder, "Remember quickly, okay?"

Hughes felt that the redness in the corners of Chu Xuan's eyes was very dazzling, as if countless thorns had been pierced in his heart, he hugged Chu Xuan's waist falsely.

He became more and more annoyed.

How could it make him sad.

What did he forget...

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Chu Xuan gently massaged Hughes' forehead with his fingertips, and Hughes' eyes stuck to Chu Xuan's body.

"My lord, please have afternoon tea."

Donald respectfully put down the dinner plate, said something softly, and quickly withdrew from Chu Xuan's bedroom with the servants behind him.

He closed the bedroom door for Chu Xuan and Hughes, not daring to look any further.

Originally, it should be normal for a slave owner to get a massage, but since he realized that the master paid more and more attention to this human being, he felt that Chu Xuan was not an ordinary slave.

"Does it still hurt?"

Hughes replied, as always, "It hurts."

He covets Chu Xuan's gentle concern.

In the end, Chu Xuan's raised wrist felt a little sore. Seeing that Hughes was still crying out for pain, he realized something was wrong, and he simply put down his hands.

"Is it still hurting?"

"Yeah." Seeing Chu Xuan put down his hand, Hughes said, "...it's better."

Chu Xuan picked up a cup of tea, blew on it gently, and handed it to Hughes' lips: "Take a few sips of hot tea."

Hughes lowered his head and opened his mouth to take a few sips.

Hughes is an evil god, and he has no human habit of working, resting and drinking at all.Even if he does not rest and eat for hundreds of days, his physical appearance will remain the same as before.

Immortal and immortal, he is like an idol in the flesh and blood of its possessor.

But at this moment, drinking the tea that Chu Xuan handed over, he tasted a bit of sweetness.

Chu Xuan carefully fed Hughes, with worried eyes, "Is it hot?"

"will not."

Hughes lowered his eyes, and suddenly felt that Chu Xuan's neck was beautiful, like a white swan's neck in the elves, elegant and perfect.

Chu Xuan noticed Hughes' fiery gaze, turned his head away, his ears were slightly red, and put down his teacup.

"Till," Hughes called Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan turned around, "Huh?"

Hughes' eyes were deeply immersed in it: "You..." It's very beautiful.

"Knock Knock-"

Andrew outside the palace gate said: "My lord, the Dragon Clan rebelled and invaded Pavilion City."

Hughes exhaled impatiently, his eyes instantly turned dark and sharp, and he glanced outside the door, "Got it."

He turned his head to look at Chu Xuan, and the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"I'll return soon."

Chu Xuan raised his eyes, and he looked at Hughes' back, "Be careful."

"En." Hughes looked back at Chu Xuan, and disappeared into the red mist instantly.

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The blood was stained red, and the remains of dragons were everywhere.

Hughes stepped on the keel and lifted the head of the leader of the northern dragon clan on the high seat of the main hall, "Look, this is your leader."

The rebels who fell in a pool of blood all hated him, and Hughes was the master they would rather die than support.

"You are not worthy to be our monarch!"

"Yes! You are just a bastard! How are you worthy!"

"Only a black dragon is qualified to be the ruler of Pavilion City! Ahem..."

Hughes sneered, his eyes full of contempt, "I didn't have the intention to kill you all, but unfortunately, you have to rush to find death."

He rolled his bloody head to the ground, and the head rolled from the steps to the feet of the rebels.

The leader's eyes were still wide open, and his eyes were full of blood.

Andrew and dozens of sergeants surrounded the hall, waiting for Hughes' order.

Hughes instinctively rubbed the purple-brown pearl on the black ring between his fingers. He jokingly watched the pained expressions of the rebels below, and sat leisurely on the high seat.

Chu Xuan's gentle face suddenly appeared in his mind, and tenderness appeared in his eyes.

"Andrew."

Andrew came to Hughes' side, "The subordinates are here."

Hughes said, "You come."

He didn't want to do it himself, and his little slave would worry about getting their dirty blood.

"Fix it quickly, I don't want to stay here." Hughes closed his eyes.

Andrew asked: "Then may I ask if this is..."

Hughes moved his neck and said in a bloodthirsty low voice: "Kill them all."

"Since you think I'm a bastard, go and accompany your leader." Hughes said softly, curling the corners of his lips.

"Uh--"

Scarlet blood washed the main hall again, and the sound of painful wailing resounded through the north hall of Pavilion.

"Uh, ahem...you...you damn black...uh!"

The last traitor died, and Andrew took his eyes off.He tried his best not to tremble, and came to Hughes with these dragon eyes.

"What color?" Hughes asked.

Andrew glanced roughly: "It's...it's blue."

"Throw it away." Hughes lost interest and waved his hands impatiently.

He glanced at his black snake ring, pondered for a moment, trying to capture the memory of Till in his memory.

After a while, he still couldn't recall any clues. He frowned and shattered the remains of the dragon clan on the ground in agitation.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of the scarlet on the ground, and said with a smile: "... I remember, he likes red."

Andrew held the eyeballs in his hand, startled in a daze...

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Chu Xuan sat on a chair by the window and ate berries. Hughes went to the Sea of ​​Hell again this morning and picked many berries for him.

He took a sip of his tea and looked out the window into the darkness.

Hughes hasn't come back yet.

……

He felt faintly uneasy, put down his cup, and planned to go out of the bedroom to have a look.As soon as he walked to open the door, he saw a few servants bowing down respectfully, and the leader said: "Sorry, the Lord has specially ordered you not to leave the palace for a few days."

Chu Xuan was stunned for a moment, but retreated back into the bedroom.

It's really the style of the devil.

I have lost my memory and still want to lock him up.

Chu Xuan exhaled, and sat back on the chair hall.

Just as he was snorting, a red shadow crossed Chu Xuan's eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Hughes sitting opposite him.

Chu Xuan had long been used to Hughes' elusiveness. He glanced at Hughes' robe, and it was not stained with blood.

"Why don't you let me out?" he asked.

"Why let you out? Let you run?" Hughes put the red box in his hand in front of Chu Xuan's desk, "Open it and have a look."

How could Chu Xuan have time to look at the red box, he took a deep breath and asked: "I won't run away, you, you can't restrict my freedom."

"free?"

Hughes' red eyes turned, he thought for half a second, and concluded: "You are my slave, and your freedom should also be mine."

Seeing that Chu Xuan couldn't explain it to him, he turned his head and simply didn't look at him.

Chu Xuan didn't know if he was angry, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.The slender eyelashes are like butterfly wings, flapping in the moonlight.

Hughes couldn't help but feel that he was a little cute, and chuckled lightly.He pushed the red box to Chu Xuan's eyes: "Open it and have a look."

Chu Xuan glanced at the red box, but raised his hand to open it.

Seeing that there seemed to be two clear red pearls in the box, his hand stopped.

This is the... dragon... the eyes of the dragon!

He withdrew his hand in a panic, and stood up abruptly, "I...I'm going to take a shower."

Seeing that Chu Xuan would be afraid, Hughes closed the box leisurely, and looked at Chu Xuan's back with a smile, "Then I'll give you a better one next time."

Chu Xuan left as if fleeing without looking back: "I don't want it!"

Hughes' smile deepened, and he casually threw the red box that Chu Xuan was afraid of out of the window.

So cute.

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Chu Xuan wiped his wet hair, and glanced at Hughes who was standing at the door.He wanted to pass by Hughes, but he blocked his way.

Chu Xuan asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

"I don't have blood on my body today," Hughes said.

Chu Xuan paused for wiping his hair, "Huh?"

So?

Hughes: "..."

Chu Xuan understood, he said: "Good night."

Hughes: "..."

Chu Xuan's eyes were full of doubts.

Hughes: "You didn't hug me tonight."

The author has something to say: I will write "After the Cannon Fodder Overwhelmed by NPCs is Resurrected" in the next book, please take it away~

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After mistaking an NPC for a teammate and causing the game world to collapse, Chu An was also forcibly resurrected by the horror game system.

And his cannon fodder task was changed from taking damage for the protagonist to——

Complete all tasks instead of the protagonist!

Chu Anyi: ... Second, the second death experience card ∑(O_O;)? !

Chu An also met his "teammate" again. At this time, the NPC Qin Jue was sitting leisurely, holding in his arms...

It was Chu An's original body who had already cooled down.

Qin Jue patted his cold back with pale finger bones, and said softly, "Hey, I'm here, baby don't be afraid..."

In that scene, there was a trace of warmth in the weirdness...

Weird!

Accidentally, Chu An and Qin Jue also looked at each other.

Qin Jue's eyes were bright, and he suddenly grabbed his neck.Chu Yi'an held back tears, and the corners of his eyes turned red.

It's over.

Is this how the death experience card takes effect? !

Qin Jue approached step by step, sniffed Chu Anyi, and gradually... smiled bloodthirstyly.

"Found you, little liar."

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!