Zerg’s Favorite Protagonist

The address given by Sheng An was not difficult to find. Song Bai stopped a taxi on the side of the road and read it to the driver.

The driver looked up and down, and saw the young male with one hand in his trouser pocket. The soft shirt outlined his tough figure, completely different from the thinness of the average male, with a bit of laziness in his leisure, and he revealed with gestures. A composure far beyond his age.

The driver has seen many customers, but this is the first time I have seen such a young and extraordinary person.

As the driver drove, he said, "You're not bad, you can enter the Tianfu of Kyoto at a young age, and you will definitely have a future!"

Outside the car window, a forest of greenery quickly retreated, Song Bai casually said, "This place is very powerful?"

The driver had already admired him, but seeing him so calm, he immediately admired him even more: "How is it possible, no matter how powerful you are, you can't compare to you, a hero is a boy!"

Song Bai, a non-indigenous person who doesn't know the local situation: ...how can you see that I am a hero and a teenager?

After getting out of the car, Song Bai looked around. The place was full of tall trees and dense forests, and only halfway up the hill could see a three-story wooden villa.

Tianfu in Kyoto is rich in land, but because of its beautiful scenery, it is called a paradise for the sick.

Alan, who has always been generous to his younger brother, was reluctant to spend money on a villa here, but Sheng An covered half a mountain in one breath, which shows his strong financial resources.

Song Bai walked alone on the hillside for a long time. Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, he was not in a hurry.

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Sheng An rummaged through the study, and stood flat on the terrace outside the study, opposite Song Bai.

The young male looked indifferent. He folded his arms and looked around. He seemed to be a little curious, but he didn't seem to care about anything.

Ping couldn't quite remember the appearance of the male insect he saw at the fireworks display, but only remembered how happy and relaxed the officer was when he ran to the male insect.

Ping bowed his head deeply, hoping that the male would have no interest in him at all.

However, the male worm in front of him was looking at him from time to time.

The heroine didn't come out for a long time, Ping felt more and more suffocated, and despair followed.

If the male lord really didn't want to replace him, how could he be so close to other males? And let the males watch him for longer and longer?

Ping's heart became more and more desolate.

Ordinary female servants, whoever is the hero, doesn't matter.

But it is different. He may have grown up together since he was a child. As time goes by, he has feelings for the male master that the female servant should not have.

Although the hero also knows and condones the development of all this. Keping is self-aware.

He is not a sub-female, and he does not have the shape and appearance that male insects like. The hero's love for him is no different from the owner's love for his own pet.

But it took advantage of the fact that he and the hero grew up together.

Feeling the male insect's probing gaze, Ping clenched his fists.

However, even so, he still wanted to fight.

…

Song Bai's interest in Ping suddenly increased since he knew that the male worm was Sheng An.

An article has been written on and off for ten years. Why do readers always come to read it? And why does it make readers miss it?

Because of the long writing time, Song Bai was able to slowly build the whole world.

His essay is not only a love story, but also depicts a historical group portrait of an entire Zerg empire from prosperity to decline, and a life span of two generations through the marriage relationship between the original body and Sardin. .

In the words of readers, it was attracted to the pit by love, and finally found the most fascinating is the entire insect star society.

Simple and one-sided love is delicate and pale. Such a world is only attractive if it is mixed with a lot of interesting human nature.

Song Bai is very interested in any character in this world, whether intentionally or unintentionally written by him.

Ping thumped and knelt in front of Song Bai, Song Bai was neither surprised nor surprised.

The male's expression was as calm as water, and his eyes were also so light, but Ke Ping felt panic inexplicably.

He trembled, as if he was not a male worm, but a **** who could see through all his attempts at a glance.

See through his selfish desires, his greed, and even his baseness.

Ping gritted his teeth and knocked his head deeply on the ground: "Song, Mr. Song, please, please don't let me leave the hero."

The words became more and more smooth, "I don't want to remarry any worm other than the hero."

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Sheng An angrily opened the door of the study, and as soon as he opened it, he saw his own female servant, Ping, kneeling at Song Bai's feet, as if worshiping his god.

He pushed his wheelchair to the terrace and picked up his maid, "Just kneel and be a worm, who do you think is the hero?"

Ping's face was horrified, and immediately knelt on the ground again in the next second, tremblingly said: "Yes, it's the slave's fault..."

The flat knee hit the ground, and it slammed into the marble countertop with a muffled sound, as if it was hitting Sheng Xin hard.

Sheng An pushed Ping into the study room and said angrily, "Go to receive the punishment and reflect on yourself!"

"Yes, I will go now." Ping's voice was a little steady.

He didn't punish him directly in front of the worm, which shows that the hero still cares about him after all.

Ping walked into the punishment room at the innermost part of the study, and picked out the only one that was used most frequently from the wall of torture instruments.

His heart was like a balloon inflated by syrup, floating lightly and full of sweet taste.

The hero still cares about him.

He was right.

…

The muffled sound of punishment came through the gap in the study.

Sheng An picked up the pot, poured a cup of tea for the male worm in the opposite seat, and said aggrievedly: "I'll let you see a joke."

He looked at the male worm in front of him, and saw that he was well-dressed, courteous, and casual, but he couldn't hide his innate extravagance.

It doesn't look like a coward, just like a son of an aristocratic family.

Song Bai took a sip and smothered it carefully: "Light and bitter, sweetness in bitterness, this is the spring before the rain in March?"

"good taste."

Sheng An's eyes lit up. There are very few people who are good at tasting tea in Kyoto. He and his grandfather are in the same vein. Generally, it is good for insects to taste tea, but there are very few who can accurately name them.

"Can we talk about it now?" Song Bai put the small teacup back on the table and looked at Sheng An with a smile.

The meaning in his eyes is obvious.

Sheng An's enthusiasm instantly cooled down: "What are you talking about?"

The male lord didn't take care of his female servant, and it was Sheng An's fault.

But seeing the other party's smile, the goodwill he had just accumulated because of the other party's tea was instantly swept away.

Song Bai stretched his long legs under the table, and said unceremoniously: "Peace, the males are good at their word. You asked me to come all the way here, not just to teach me a lesson, right?"

The other party did it on purpose!

In front of him in a wheelchair, he deliberately showed off his healthy body.

But just looking at Song's figure and strong legs, it is completely different from his paleness.

It's no wonder that the idea of ​​​​remarrying has changed.

Sheng An's face sank, what was he thinking about!

There was a muffled thumping sound in the wind, and a very suppressed whimper.

I don't know if Ping, who is stupid enough, will go to take those who are the most slandered again. If he dares to leave too many miserable marks on his body, and he can't sleep at night, then he must not forgive him.

His thoughts have been wandering, Sheng An's face darkened, what happened to him today!

Song Bai didn't seem to know how to look at his face, so he stretched out his hand: "Okay, hurry up and give it to me, so that I can talk to you about the communication number."

Although Sheng An really wanted to know how the other party got it, there was a fire in his heart, and he would rather scratch his heart and tickle his lungs than try to block him. So he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Donate old books in the morning and donate them together."

"Then there's no other way," Song Bai shook his head, seemingly helpless.

Sheng An was relieved for a while, and even the stupid things of Ping seemed to be left behind.

He hugged his shoulders and sneered, and I would never lend it to you unless you begged me kindly.

Sheng An was still waiting for Song Bai's plea, but Song Bai simply opened the study door and strode inside.

"What are you doing!" Sheng An panicked, not knowing whether he was panicking about his precious book or what.

Song Bai looked around leisurely, "Since I'm here, I can't go back empty-handed. Whether it's a book or a maid, you can bring it back with you."

Sheng An felt his head buzzing all of a sudden, "You want other people's female servants too, do you want shame?"

Song Bai spread his hands, "I didn't say anything in particular, I can say anything."

Why was his first reaction that Song Bai wanted to take away the female servant? A question faintly crossed Sheng An's mind, but it didn't stay for too long.

Because Song Bai has already started to take books off his bookshelf!

Sheng An was so frightened that he lost his mind, "Don't touch my ancient book!"

You can't buy it outside for money.

The wheelchair quickly moved over and snatched it back from Song Bai's hand.

In the end, Sheng An angrily shoved the book Song Bai wanted into his arms, and said ruthlessly, "I lent you the book, so get out of here."

Song Bai didn't mean to leave at all, and continued: "I saw that you have a physiology book just now—"

"Here!" A book as heavy as a brick smashed over, and Song Bai caught it firmly.

Shaking towards Sheng'an, "Thank you~"

Sheng An was expressionless and pointed to the door: "You, turn around and go there now, don't look back."

Song Bai stood on the spot, still unsure: "Actually, I'm still very interested in your female servants, military female servants are really rare. Your family is still so obedient, how can I exchange two female servants with you? ?"

Sheng An pushed the wheelchair to hit him, but the wheelchair wiped the corner of Song Bai's clothes.

Song Bai ducked sideways and smiled, "Don't you really think about it? It's light and soft, and it's easy to push down."

"Shut up! Leave my house!" Sheng An was panting after chasing him. His physical energy was already very poor, not to mention pushing a wheelchair while hitting him with something.

"Okay, okay, I'll just leave," Song Bai took the potted plant, the pillow, and the book, and put them back to their original positions.

Sheng An stared at Song Bai and left completely, and finally lost a breath.

However, the next moment, the automatic voice bar of the terminal rang, "One military female is replaced by two female females, why don't you think about it?"

Ring through the library!

Sheng An almost subconsciously caught the choking from the female worm in the punishment room.

He pushed the wheelchair in a hurry and rushed inside.

Song, if he dares to see him again, he will definitely not be soft-hearted.

…

Song Bai carried the book, leaned against the seat comfortably, and got into the return car.

Sardin still likes that adjutant named Ping very much, just treat him as boring and do good deeds every day.

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The author has something to say:

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