Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 66 The younger brother is a little green tea (31)

The length of the chain was about enough to get her to the bathroom, but definitely not out of the room.

Xi Ning squatted down, staring quietly at the pillar at the foot of the bed.

Looking around, his eyes settled on the bedside table.

Opening the drawer of the bedside table, it was empty except for a few packets of tissues and a spare flashlight.

Sitting down on the side of the bedside table weakly, Xi Ning hugged his knees, resting his chin on his legs, his mind was turning slowly.

[Fugui, have I been locked up in a dark room? 】

Her eyes were slack, and she couldn't believe it.

[Isn't this obvious? 】

The little light in my mind moved, and the mechanical sound was as emotionless as ever, but it could make people feel a little bit of gloating.

"But why?" Xi Ning murmured to himself in bewilderment, in the sparkle of the fox's eyes, he was full of perplexity.

Just because she missed his coming-of-age ceremony?
Well, it is indeed possible.

Seeing Xi Ning's almost autistic appearance, Fugui couldn't help but enlighten her.

[Host, the male protagonist has the memory of you scumming him in the previous life. He didn’t kill you and let you read the file dozens of times, which is kind and magnanimous. It’s just a small black room. You go to the next plane and Guan Xiaohei The house is similar. 】

Xi Ning couldn't refute for a moment.

He opened his mouth awkwardly, then closed it wordlessly.

The autistic huddled himself into a small ball, curled up on the carpet, and his slender and thin shoulders made people feel distressed and pitiful.

Fu Gui felt soft-hearted and tried to relieve her.

【Host, don't...】

"I'm so hungry..."

【…】

Xi Ning rubbed his deflated stomach, then lifted up the wide sleeves of his pajamas, looking at the bruises on it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt frustrated.

She is a good young man whose roots are sprouting red.

Stay well in your own plane.

It's fine if she is taken to God's Domain, where everyone looks down on her, for no reason.

He also has to do fast travel tasks against his conscience.

She racked her brains to do the task of being a scumbag, even at the expense of being misunderstood by everyone.

Up to now, everyone in the small world thinks she is a scumbag.

Most importantly, her countless firsts.

All to the little Lord God.

Looking at the debt-ridden face of the main god, one knew that the little main god would definitely not be responsible.

If you are not responsible, you are not responsible.

She just wants to have a house where the salted fish can lie down and die equally.

The little lord god was still unwilling to make it happen, so he asked her to come back to pay off the debt.

It's not that she wants to scum him.

They are all forced by God.

Xi Cheng hates her.

she understands.

He wants to close her little black room.

She let him close it.

But can you give me something to eat?
she is so hungry...

He clearly felt the richness in Xi Ning's mind and was speechless.

I really don't know whether to say that the host is big-hearted or heartless.

*
The bedroom door was opened, and a young boy who still looked soft and innocent walked in with a bowl of noodles and knelt down in front of her.

The noodle bowl was placed on the bedside table, and Xi Ning could clearly feel Xi Cheng's focused and deep gaze on the exposed skin of her arms.

She flinched unconsciously, and the rolled up sleeves of her pajamas fell down, covering the trace of disharmony.

"Ning Ning, you must be hungry, I cooked noodles for you, adjust the taste according to your preference, try it, if you don't like it, I'll make it again."

The boy stretched out his hand, trying to help the woman up.

The woman raised her red eyes and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Xi Cheng's hand stopped in mid-air, the ink in his eyes was slowly gathering, smudged into a dark color, and the obsessive light flashed away.

"A Cheng..." Qing Ya's voice was hoarse and dry, and the woman shrank pitifully into a small ball, like a red-eyed rabbit who had been bullied hard.

Xi Cheng approached the wronged woman, knelt down on one knee, stretched out his arms to embrace her in his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

The voice is gentle and tender, like the warmth of a March breeze.

"Ningning, don't be afraid of me, I just want to be with you."

"All I did was to hope that Ning Ning would only see me alone."

"Ningning, don't blame me, okay?"

Speaking of the latter part, the young man's voice was already a little choked up, and his young round eyes were filled with mist, which was dense and hazy, as clear and pure as morning dew, but it was also fragile at the touch of a touch.

Xi Ning: "..." Shouldn't it be me who should be wronged?
She is the one who is locked, okay?
Why does Mao feel that he is more wronged than her?

Suppressing the ever-increasing desire to complain, Xi Ning leaned against the boy's strong chest and whispered, "But I was kidnapped, and my parents must be worried. Ah Cheng, did you tell them that I am with you? "

Xi Cheng's eyes were dark, the upward curve of the corners of his lips had become straight, his jaw line was tense, revealing a coldness.

"Ning Ning, is it okay to be with me?"

Why remember them?

Just look at him.

Xi Ning didn't know what to say to lower the resentment value a little, so he simply shut up and brainstormed what Xi Cheng wanted.

She didn't disagree with Little Black House.

But at least let her parents know that she is safe.

Xi Cheng let go of Xi Ning, pulled her up and sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at the lumpy noodles on the bedside table, picked up the bowl, walked towards the door and said, "Ningning, I'll get you another bowl."

Hungry Xi Ning: "..." If I knew it earlier, I would have finished my meal before going on a show.

Watching Xi Cheng leave with his face upright, Xi Ning sighed quietly, tucked his feet into the silk quilt, leaned against the soft pillow at the head of the bed, stared at the glazed chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

Do not give food.

No drinks.

No cell phone.

Locking up this little black room is worse than being in prison.

*
When Xi Cheng brought the noodles in again, Xi Ning also learned to be good, and never mentioned the follow-up of her kidnapping, and ate the noodles quietly.

One thing to say, this side tastes really good.

Totally to her liking.

After finishing the soup, Xi Ning licked his lips with some unsatisfactory expression.

Xi Cheng took the empty bowl and put it aside, and thoughtfully pulled the quilt over for Xi Ning.

Seeing that the boy was about to leave, Xi Ning immediately grabbed the corner of his clothes with quick eyesight and hands.

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask if he could bring the drinks and the TV in, but the young man smiled inexplicably, his words were suddenly blocked in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Xi Cheng gently bent his brows and eyes, took her hand that was holding the corner of his clothes, and pulled it down gently but firmly, his tone was as empathetic as ever, but no matter how he heard it, there was a chill.

"My sister probably doesn't want to see that kid in the hospital kicked out because he didn't pay the medical bills?"

Xi Ning was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, "Fuck" repeatedly in his heart.

During this period of time, I was busy arranging a birthday surprise for Xi Cheng, so I forgot about this time bomb.

Secretary Li has harmed her for a long time.

She will definitely not be soft-hearted next time.

This pause missed the best opportunity to explain.

Xi Ning grabbed Xi Cheng's arm again, and said anxiously, "Ah Cheng, it's not what you think, listen to my explanation..."

Xi Cheng hooked his lips, and interrupted her unhurriedly: "But what should I do? Sister, I don't want to listen to your explanation anymore."

He pulled off Xi Ning's fingers one by one, and kissed her forehead intimately.

"Sister, as long as you stay by my side obediently, I will let him recover and leave the hospital." He leaned close to the woman's ear, whispered softly with an unclear expression, then straightened up, and slowly walked out of the room.

The room door was closed.

(End of this chapter)