Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Ge Xiu finally eased from the chaotic state just now.

He turned his head, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, his voice was slightly hoarse:

"...It's nothing, just fell down just now."

The dragon was not relieved, and directly lifted him up sideways, then turned and walked towards the direction of the bed.

Ge Xiu habitually stretched his arm around the opponent's neck.

-Being hugged in this pose many times in the last world, this has become a subconscious reaction, and it naturally seems to be justified.

However, as soon as the palm of his hand touched the hot and tight skin of the other party, Ge Xiu couldn't help feeling stiff.

He suddenly woke up, released his hand suddenly, and leaned back unconsciously.

The dragon was worried that Ge Xiu would be knocked to his head, so he hurriedly reached out to cushion the back of his head. For a while, he was in a mess, and their postures instantly became unbalanced.

The two stumbled over on the bed.

The hot breath and body temperature of the other party were like a huge net, and Ge Xiu was wrapped tightly in it. The hot chest was close to his, and he could almost clearly feel the clear lines of texture and the ups and downs of the man's breathing. , And the rapid heart rhythm in the opponent's chest.

The heartbeat sound is superimposed on the heartbeat sound, and the beat is in harmony with the beat.

One after another, the noise made people uneasy.

Ge Xiu almost couldn't tell whose heartbeat was ringing in his ears.

The calculation of time seems to have lost its meaning.

He felt that his mind was filled with cotton, and his logical thinking couldn't work at all, but at the same time, the shameful memories of the last world suddenly began to return quickly.

From his words to deeds, one by one stupid details flooded into his mind frantically.

As the memory filled, Ge Xiu's body gradually stiffened.

Little by little, blood rushed to his head slowly.

The heat spread from the roots of the ears, burning his cheeks, from the cheekbones to the cheeks, to the neck and collarbone, his whole person is like a slowly steamed crab, and his face is almost smoky.

A gorgeous crimson spread across the snow-white skin, like a canvas painted with vivid colors.

The dragon was stunned.

He breathed lightly subconsciously.

He once flew to the top of the world and saw the most magnificent sunrise. The sky and the sea were melted into deep and shallow red. He had also seen the earth burning in the sunset, in the scorching dragon's breath. The trembling sky-but he has never seen such a beautiful red, which almost makes him unable to think, breathe, and move. He can only become the slave of that brilliant red without resistance, willingly offering everything he has.

The man's gold-red vertical pupils became darker, like a rich blood.

His breathing was very light, and he seemed afraid of disturbing something.

But the desire brewing in his eyes gradually became clear. He didn't know what he wanted, but everything was acting in an instinctive trend.

He slowly lowered his head.

The distance between the two gradually shortened.

The tip of the nose touches, and the breath is tangled.

At that moment, Ge Xiu woke up like a dream.

He suddenly raised his hand against the opponent's shoulder, his voice hoarse and stiff: "--Go down."

The dragon's eyes darkened, he gritted his teeth, got up from the bed aggrievedly, and stood by the bed obediently like a child being reprimanded.

Ge Xiu took a deep breath, raised his hand and buried his face in his palm.

—Don't jump, it's too noisy.

Between the brilliant short blond hair, two burning red ear tips were exposed.

What happened in the last world is vivid, and all the details are so clear, as if it happened yesterday, and because of this, Ge Xiu can't even hypnotize himself. The person in the last world is not himself.

Ge Xiu couldn't understand more clearly...

He did all those things,

And everything made him wish he had never existed before.

...Oh my God.

Was he so stupid when he lost his memory?

Ge Xiu crazily wanted to bury his head in the pillow and shout out, as if only in this way could he alleviate the wave of shame that surged like a wave.

It's okay, it doesn't matter, at least you can only remember the things in the last world.

Ge Xiu calmed down forcibly, comforting himself again and again in his heart.

He took a deep breath, then forced himself to put his hands down and turned to look at the dragon standing by the bed.

Ge Xiu's gaze collided with the focused gaze cast by the opponent.

His heart burst involuntarily.

But Ge Xiu's face remained calm, he calmly looked at the opponent up and down, and then went through the stupid things he had done in this world in his own heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, in terms of stupidity, this dragon is better.

Ge Xiu felt a lot of balance in his heart instantly.

However, as the heat receded from his face little by little, a sense of exhaustion came like a tide.

Ge Xiu avoided the opponent's enthusiastic gaze, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows:

"...I want to take a break."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pulled off the lace on the side, and the thick curtain fell instantly, hiding between the two.

Hearing the sound of the opponent's footsteps gradually moving away, Ge Xiu breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.

Although he knows that his subconscious escape behavior is not only meaningless and useless, but...

This is not like mechanical or other design and modification, as long as you know the way, you can do it easily. On the contrary, the emotion that will disturb his mood and interfere with his working state is like a computer virus, which disturbs his mind. In a mess, Ge Xiu relied on his own experience and instinct to subconsciously reject this state of confusion.

In the dimly lit curtain, Ge Xiu put his forehead against his knees and slowly closed his eyes tiredly.

Moreover, I don't know since when, his attitude seems to have never been as determined and cold-hearted as it was at the beginning.

Even if he deliberately keeps his distance, to ensure apathy, he pushes the opponent away from him again and again.

But... that kind of subconscious closeness and trust after amnesia can't deceive people.

Ge Xiu felt confused.

He even hoped that he did not restore the memories of the last world.

At least that, everything will be much simpler.

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The dark dragon flew towards the outside of the island.

The princess's mood today is not quite right.

The tears that fell, pierced like a dagger in my heart, and I felt an unspeakable sting as long as I recalled it.

The dragon decided to find more candy.

The princess likes to eat sweets, and every time she brings back all kinds of sweets, the other party's mood will obviously improve.

The huge wings brought the whistling wind, and the surrounding clouds quickly changed their shapes.

At this moment, the dragon smelled a burnt smell coming from below.

He thought for a long while in confusion, and finally decided to go down and take a look.

As the clouds gradually thinned, the scenery below gradually unfolded before his eyes.

It was a fragment of a broken wall that had been burned by a fire, and the blackened and broken wall stood on the ground like a big empty mouth.

The dragon stared blankly at the miserable scene before him.

He smelled the smell in the air—it was dragon's breath.

Only the flame of the dragon can cause such a powerful and terrifying lethality, but there is only the last dragon left in the world.

That is himself.

And the place that is in ruins below is...

Kingdom of Este.