Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Unlike what the players imagined, the interior of the villa is quiet and normal, without the slightest horror atmosphere.

The hall is tall and spacious. The carpets under your feet are thick and soft, and you will sink deeply when you step on it. Turkish-style fabrics are hung on the marble walls. European antique reliefs look dignified and solemn under the brilliant lights. The decorations are luxurious and full of ingenuity.

As soon as they walked in, a lady in a long skirt greeted her.

She wore a golden hair bun on top of her head, revealing a slender and elegant neck, and her gray-blue eyes gleamed in the light.

She rushed straight to one of the players.

The player was caught off guard, he froze there in a daze, holding the rushing woman stiffly all over, not knowing where his hands should be placed for a while.

But the other party didn't care. Instead, he leaned forward enthusiastically, kissed his face close to each other on both cheeks, and complained: "My dear, why did you take so long to come back?"

The player gaped and stared at the handsome lady, not knowing what to say for a while.

"All the guests are here?"

She looked behind the player, and a look of contempt passed between her eyebrows: "My dear, how can you let our distinguished guests and the servants go together? This is really disrespectful. NS."

The woman beckoned behind her, and a housekeeper wearing a pen pointed fingertips stepped forward: "Madam, what's your order?"

She pointed to the players who were standing at the door, still a little at a loss, and said:

"Take them down, the subordinates have a place where they should stay, instead of appearing in my living room."

The butler bowed: "Yes, ma'am."

The players took advantage of the opportunity of the two npcs to talk and hurry down to check the identity card they just pulled from the box at the door-there is only a simple icon on the card, there are brooms, kitchen utensils, hoes, top hats, dresses, etc. , Even if no text is needed, players can almost guess who they are going to play this time from the icon.

They looked at each other one after another, and after whispering to each other and discussing a few words, they quickly reached a consensus-to follow the plot first, wait until everything settled, and then gather to discuss the current situation.

"In half an hour, we will make peace in the yard, how?"

Everyone nodded and agreed to the proposal.

Only Ge Xiu stared at his card and fell into contemplation.

The icon on his card is a ring.

Ge Xiu: "..."

Combining the encounters in the previous two copies, he couldn't help but have an ominous premonition.

The butler came over and walked towards the side hall with the players with the tool designs on the cards. When the hostess turned back with her dismissive face just now, she immediately put on a sweet and kind smile: "On the way You’ve all worked so hard. You are all tired. The maid will show you to the room arranged for you. Everyone will have a good rest tonight, and a grand banquet will be held for everyone tomorrow..."

Her gaze swept across Ge Xiu who was standing behind the crowd, her expression was obviously taken aback, and then she shouted:

"Gosh, baby, why are you here?"

"Why don't you stay in your room, but come back from the outside with the guests?" The hostess hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Ge Xiu out of the players with a gloomy expression: "It will be three days later. It's the wedding, you are still wandering around like this, where are our family's faces going? Don't be capricious, go upstairs and go back to your room."

Ge Xiu: "..."

really.

Since entering this world, basically every dungeon is inseparable from this element, and he is either the hero or the heroine-and Ge Xiu doesn't even need to think to know who is the culprit.

As he followed the maid upstairs, he angrily threw away the cold palm that was still holding his wrist.

Just throwing it away, the other party entangled again perseveringly, and the wide and slender palm wrapped Ge Xiu's hand in his palm, and he didn't want to let go.

Ge Xiu pinched him backhand, gritted his teeth and said:

"...I blame you."

man:"?"

The way to enter the virtual world this time was not selected by the research, and the missing half of this incomplete world script naturally had to be filled in by the subconscious mind of the shaper.

To make matters worse, the other party’s personal cognition in the virtual world is not the same as that outside the virtual world.

——In other words, he might still feel very innocent now.

Ge Xiu thought more and more angry: "Let go!"

His voice was slightly louder this time, and the maid who was walking in front turned her head and asked, "What's the matter? Miss?"

Ge Xiu: "...It's okay."

The maid did not continue to question, but took Ge Xiu to the door of a room on the second floor and bowed slightly: "If the lady needs anything, call me."

The door of the room closed behind him, shutting off the gloomy corridor.

The footsteps of the maid drifted away.

The air in front of him fluctuated, and the man's tall figure gradually appeared. His face was pale, his eyes were dark, and there were obvious questions in the depths of his eyes: "I blame me? What?"

Ge Xiu angrily started from his heart: "What do you usually think about?"

man:"?"

Ge Xiu approached a few steps, narrowing his eyes gloomily, "Do you have any misconceptions about my gender?"

man:"??"

The eyes were facing each other, one was angry and the other looked blank.

The innocent and confused look on his face added fuel to the fire for Ge Xiu.

The experience of being forced to wear women's clothing in the last world came back again, new hatred and old hatred mixed in everything, making Ge Xiu's anger even more prosperous.

He pressed harder step by step, his dark eyes flashing with dangerous colors, step by step he forced the opponent back, until the man's knee hit the edge of the bed behind him, and he subconsciously sat on the bed.

The man was confused and at a loss.

The young man stared at each other condescendingly, and smiled without anger: "Do you need me to prove it?"

The man froze for a moment, then his eyes lit up slightly:

"OK."

Ge Xiu: "..."

The corners of the man’s lips deepened, and then he raised his hand to put his hand on the opponent’s waist, his voice was low and slow, and he said every word:

"bring it on."

Ge Xiu: "..."

I don't know why, the two of them are standing and sitting next to each other, but they have the illusion that they are suddenly shorter.

He was expressionless:

"Come on to you."

The anger accumulated just now slackened like a punctured balloon. Ge Xiu raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and slowly exhaled—the person in front of him always had the ability to easily stir his emotions.

But before he calmed down his emotions, he felt that the other party's hand that was only lightly resting on his waist suddenly tightened.

What followed was a whirl of heaven and earth.

Ge Xiu fell down unexpectedly, his back felt the soft touch of the bed, and then, shadows covered his body, the other party's cold hands tightly grasped his wrists and pressed him into the mattress.

The man grinned, and the white and sharp teeth appeared between his thin lips, like a beast that smelled of blood:

"Then I will."

Ge Xiu's eyes widened: "Wha—"

The remaining word was swallowed by the opponent.

The familiar breath came.

At that second, Ge Xiu had a moment of shaking God.

The other party slyly seized the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

The cold lips are printed deeper, the teeth are persistent and maliciously biting, and the long and extended deep kiss can almost squeeze out all the air in the chest cavity little by little. The extreme aggression and possessiveness are sharp enough It seems to have weight, like the surging icy water, unscrupulously announcing that it will swallow everything up.

Ge Xiu tried to struggle, but lost the opportunity.

Everything is shaking up and down, and the line of sight becomes difficult to focus, as if everything around me is disappearing, moving away, and turning into a bubble.

In the illusion and illusion, the only entity that exists is the body that clings to one's chest.

And the heavy emotions that came so violently that almost drowned him—hotness, greed, craving, evil, and desire.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

"Hey! Are you alright?" A player appeared at the door: "Although your place is on the second floor, it is too difficult to find..."

His voice gradually became smaller until it disappeared.

The player standing in the doorway stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, his unexpressed words stuck in his throat, and he suddenly forgot what he was going to say.

The man regretfully opened the distance between the two of them, and then he turned his head slightly, his gaze inadvertently swept over the player who was standing still in shock, a bit of extremely dangerous coldness flashed deep in his dark eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse:

"We will be there soon."

As soon as the opponent's gaze swept over, the player subconsciously felt a cold behind him, as if he was being stared at by a dangerous creature at the top of the food chain. The momentary creepy feeling made him suddenly wake up, and hurriedly backed up two steps. , Closed the door subconsciously, and stammered:

"No, no hurry, no hurry."

With a "clang", the door closed.

When only the closed door panel was left in front of him, the player finally felt that his sanity was returning little by little. He glanced at the door panel with some lingering fear, and the scene he had just seen seemed to be burned on his retina for a long time. Can't dissipate.

The players' hearts are mixed.

He stood alone in the corridor, recalling the scene just now, and shook his head in amazement.

Do you even dare to play like this even in a dungeon? awesome……

At this moment, another player climbed up from downstairs, probed his head, and asked impatiently:

"Have you found someone?"

The player was taken aback, and hurriedly said "Oh": "I found it, they said right away."

"Then don't be stunned, come down quickly, everyone else is waiting." The man retracted his head, turned and walked downstairs.

The player turned his head and glanced at the closed door, determined to leave here first-the man's eyes were too terrifying, he even had the illusion that he might be killed on the spot.

As he walked, he began to remember with hindsight.

Speaking of which, when we were outside earlier, was there this person among the players?

The player frowned in confusion, raised his hand and grabbed his hair, a little uncertain for a while.

——It stands to reason that these two men look so superior, he shouldn't have an impression of only one of them.