Zerg’s Favorite Protagonist

Song Bai sat on the bed, his soft home clothes couldn't hide his smooth muscles. He was smoking a cigarette and flipping through his books.

Sardin knelt at his feet, his back tense, nodding slightly, like a marble statue.

"This book is very beautiful?" Song Bai closed the book and rubbed his temple with his wrist bone with a headache.

The room was quiet, and Sardin stared straight at the bedside, not daring to let out the air.

Song Bai spread out a page and placed it under Sadin's eyes, "Like this?"

He turned and asked, "Or this? This? Or this?"

The voice was loose and loose, like a beaten egg white, not aggressive.

Sardin remained silent, his head lower and lower.

Song Bai raised his head and said from his nose, "Huh? Why don't you speak?"

The sound of um came into the ears, and the numbness almost instantly spread from the soles of the feet to the skull, with a bang, it all exploded.

Sardin's body couldn't help but tremble a little, then he calmed down and said, "No, no."

Song Bai brushed off the ash, "Do you know why you took away your terminal?"

The gray-white ashes rustled into the crystal jar, and most of the cigarettes left were knocked at the bottom of the jar, and the red flames died out.

"The hero doesn't want me to be influenced by outside public opinion."

"Well, then why did I give it back to you?"

"This..." There was a hint of doubt in Leng Ran.

Song Bai stood up, and the soft fabric shook with the movement, so smooth that there was not a single fold.

"Because Kyoto is your territory, and you are here to communicate, I can't stop you from contacting friends. But it doesn't include the one you see."

Sardin seems to understand.

Song Bai walked out of the carpet with bare feet and came to the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the glass, the noon sunlight of Kyoto scorched into the room.

"You haven't had a month yet, your body is weak, and you want to go to bed at this time," he paused unnaturally, "You are too irresponsible for your body when it comes to going to bed."

"...Yes, the slave knows it's wrong." Sadin said with suffering, the truth determined by the male lord could not be wrong, any explanation by the female worm would only be regarded as an excuse, and he had to break his teeth and swallow it.

A humming sound came from above his head, Song Bai half squatted down, and a familiar force came from above his head.

"Don't be a slave, haven't I told you?" Song Bai rubbed Sardin's hair.

"Sardin knew he was wrong." He changed his words quickly.

Seemingly tired of squatting, Song Bai simply sat down on the ground.

"How long are you going to kneel?" The tone was gentle.

"Ah?" Sardin raised his head in surprise, puzzled.

"As soon as I sit, you kneel on the ground. Isn't it something stipulated in the rules of your female worms?"

"...Yes," Sadin was ashamed, the male lord not only missed his body, but even read the rules of the female monarch, he was too unqualified for this female monarch, "depending on the size of the error, it varies from an hour to a few days. , until the mistake is deeply recognized."

"Have you realized your mistake?" I don't know if it was an illusion, but Song Bai actually had a smile in his eyes.

"..." Sardin hesitated, if the answer is yes, the hero said that he didn't realize it so quickly, right? If the answer is no, does that mean that you do not repent?

This question is the first of the ten most difficult problems in the female section.

"Okay, get up." Song Bai tacitly said yes, stood up, walked to the bed and sat down.

"?!"

Sardin raised his head suddenly, his eyes shocked.

The most difficult head just passed by?

"Why, do you want me to help you?" Song Bai stretched out his hand in front of Sardin.

Sadin closed his eyes deeply, decided not to abide by the rules, and put his hand in the palm of the hero.

A warm and powerful hand grabbed it and pulled Sardin up.

It was dark before his eyes, and his legs went soft the next moment.

I only heard a sigh from the hero above, opened his eyes the next moment, and was already sitting firmly on the bed.

"Sorry, lord," Sadin felt guilty. After half a month, his health was so poor that he couldn't stand the slightest punishment.

What he wanted to say was stopped by the cup that Song Bai put into his hand.

The crimson cross-section was still swirling with small swirls, and the white steam floated upwards.

"It seems that even if you have a rug, you won't be allowed to kneel." Song Bai threw the book into the corner of the cabinet, "I added brown sugar to make it more comfortable."

Gratitude was on his lips, but he couldn't spit it out.

Once he drank it, the warm sugar water was no longer repelled before, and the warmth slipped into his stomach.

Warm all over.

Shame, guilt, moved, everything went away.

Only the peace of mind that is firmly supported by something.

As it approached evening, the residual heat in the air was still there, but it was much better than the unstoppable heat wave at noon.

Song Bai took out a rattan chair and lay down under the umbrella, watching from a distance that Sardin was busy in the garden.

Born in winter, Sardin likes cold food and hates hot summers.

But there is only one thing that makes him not too disgusted with summer.

He likes to watch flowers bloom in summer, and prefers to take care of them himself.

Jiangcheng's home was in bloom for most of the time, while Kyoto was still bare.

"Are there any bugs at home? Your courier!" the voice came from outside the fence.

It's a courier for home delivery.

"Yes, wait." Sardin got up and shook the soil, ready to get it.

Song Bai waved his hand and motioned for him to continue.

Sardin hesitated for a while, then hummed, and re-cultivated the flower seedlings.

Song Bai walked outside the fence, and the waiting courier was a little fat man, muttering: "You guys are new here? You are really rich, this pile of stuff... Song, Song Bai?!"

The little fat man was surprised.

"Who are you?" Song Bai signed and returned the pen to him.

"It's me, I'm Huaiyu!" The little fat man jumped up and down and moved everything out of the car, "You really don't remember me? I'm your classmate."

Seeing that Song Bai didn't respond, he was a little anxious, "You don't want to eat the standard meal in the canteen, so give it to me!"

Song Bai slightly recalled that there is such a supporting role in the book, not because he has multiple roles, but because he can eat it.

He can eat very well, his family is still poor, and the subsidies given by the university and the resettlement fee given to the male by the government are not enough to fill his mouth.

The original body is pampered, and would rather eat takeaway than eat in the cafeteria. Instead, it went into Yu's stomach.

"I have some impressions." Huaiyu's transportation has not stopped, and Song Bai has already piled up two half-person-high hills.

"You bought so much, what are you doing, can you move it? Why don't you ask someone to help you?"

Huaiyu always remembered Song Bai's generosity and enthusiasm.

"...I just moved in two days ago, and I haven't hired a servant yet." Song Bai also had a headache.

"In this way, I'll use the cart to help you push it." The little fat man's eyes were bright.

Song Bai is a very good male, not to mention the standard meal that let him eat for free for a year. In the past, Little Fatty helped him a few times and received a lot of delicious food.

Song Bai could only agree.

The little fat man filled the cart and talked to Song Bai as he pushed it.

"What have you been doing this year, you have to call me a senior when you come back, hehe."

"..." Song Bai's mental age is 30, and his body is 20. He really doesn't know how to reply to such childish words.

Huaiyu pushed it quite easily. These high-end communities have to be males to show respect to the owners. Huaiyu, who does not care about his identity and has a lot of strength, is very popular.

"Hey, you didn't even come back at the end of the semester when you left school. Then you have to make up the exam when you start school. How about you, why don't you ask the senior to give you some questions?"

"...School starts in September, it's still early, no hurry."

This kind of familiar and enthusiastic person is what Song Bai does not like to deal with the most, and wastes energy.

Huaiyu pushed all the couriers into the garage, "What did you buy, so much?"

"It's just some fitness equipment!" Song Bai heaved a sigh of relief, it was delivered, let's go.

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Sardin walked in with a plate of fruit, "Thank you for your hard work... Hey, Huaiyu, long time no see."

"Yeah, Sadin, thank you!" Huaiyu jumped over and hugged the fruit in the big bowl, "I'm welcome!"

"...You know each other?" Song Bai's heart hung up. If he wanted to know him, would he need to chat for a while?

Hearing something ridiculous, Sadin smiled softly, leaning on Song Bai and whispering, "Did you not always take him on a date before?"

"..." With a third party on a date, how could Sardin bear it?

"However, his taste is really good, and if it is delicious, it must be delicious."

It turned out to be taking Huayu to try it out.

Song Bai squeezed his waist through his clothes, and said fiercely, "Next time you talk, don't pant heavily."

The corners of Sardin's mouth were upturned. After discovering the accident early, the hero seemed to have lost some common sense and memory. He dared to secretly lift it back for a while, and it felt pretty good.

With sharp eyes, Huaiyu picked out a pink one from a pile of fallen express packages, which looked like some kind of snack.

"Can I get this candy?"

These kinds of snacks are given away by merchants for free. Originally, he hated sweets, and Song Bai was not very interested in it. He waved his hand: "You can take it."

Huaiyu roared and tore open the package on the spot, revealing a large stack of bold and bold yellow leaflets.

A handwritten note floated out: "Sir, these are carefully selected by me, each one is a concentrated essence, and if you buy it in the order of the list, the hero will definitely be fascinated by the officer... Signed: Ping. "

Song Bai raised his eyebrows: "Fascinated, eh?"

Huaiyu covered his eyes and secretly looked out through the exposed fingers. He had not yet reached adulthood, so he couldn't look openly.

Sardin felt that Venus was in front of his eyes, and he was misunderstood by the hero at noon, and this happened again in the afternoon.

He gritted his teeth, Ping, you wait for me!