Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Ge Xiu broke away from the other's arms and looked behind him with a blank face.

The man looked back at him, his arm still maintained the posture of being freed, his expression was particularly innocent.

Ge Xiu: "..."

At that moment, it felt like a fist hit the cotton.

He was instantly discouraged, turned and walked towards the other room blankly.

Behind Ge Xiu, the man's thin lips curled up without a trace.

He followed closely, following Ge Xiu step by step.

But the next second, I saw the door "clam" relentlessly slammed in front of my eyes, and stopped when there was only one millimeter from the tip of my nose.

The man was startled, and subconsciously stopped his steps, and then he didn't hit him directly.

The cold voice of the youth looked a little distorted across the door:

"I want to rest."

"But……"

The unwavering voice interrupted him, and there was no room for negotiation: "Don't follow up."

The man looked at the closed door and sighed in disappointment.

——Due to a small loss and a big loss, this time I lost.

Inside the room.

The curtains were drawn, and the whole room was shrouded in dim light. In the soft and fluffy bedding on the bed, a vague and undulating outline could be vaguely seen.

Ge Xiu’s time to enter this world is not short, but the rest time is few. This game seems to hope to use fatigue tactics to overwhelm him. There is no interval between endless copies-with more than one nervous tension. A week later, his body desperately needed rest.

It didn't take long before he fell asleep.

In the quiet room, one can hear the even breathing sound faintly.

The room was shrouded in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, and the noise and noise were isolated.

Suddenly, the air on the side of the bed suddenly fluctuated slightly, like water droplets falling into the lake, ripples appeared in circles, and the tall figure of a man gradually appeared on the side of the bed, like a mosaic. A dark silhouette between the darkness and the chaos.

Like a fluttering feather or a quietly falling shadow, the man silently lay down next to the young man without making a sound.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ge Xiu who was lying on the bed.

The young man's body was half-curled, his brows frowned, and he seemed to be entangled in some ominous dream.

He seemed to perceive the cold body close to his back and leaned back subconsciously.

Surrounded by the familiar breath, the sleeping youth stretched his brows slightly, and fell a little deeper into his sleep.

In the silence, the man stared quietly at Ge Xiu's face.

Half of the young man's face was buried in the shadows, revealing a soft white in the darkness, from the side of the face, the ears, to the neck line, dazzling white in the overlapping shadows.

His eyes were dark, he raised his hand, and his cold fingertips fell on the side of the young man's neck.

The muscle line connecting the shoulders and neck is half hidden under the messy neckline, and stretches softly toward the cloth cover, hiding in a dark darkness.

Across the warm skin, you can feel the throbbing pulse, radiating heat vigorously and vividly.

A vague grunt rolled from the slender throat.

It seems to be acting like a baby, and it seems to be a product driven by dim sleepiness.

The man’s fingers were as cold and calm as marble, but at this moment they trembled slightly, as if they wanted to continue to exert force, grabbing other reactions hidden in this body, but they were restrained in place by force, maintaining Naruo. Ruowu's touch.

He took a deep breath, his silent chest heaving up and down with his movements, as if to suppress some primitive hunting desire forcefully, suppressing a low growl hidden in his throat.

The man lowered his head, his cold lips falling on the half-naked neck.

The kiss was silent and soft, quietly covering the lively jumping arteries, as if it was branding a strand of his own.

Immediately afterwards, he held the opponent in his arms in a very possessive posture, and then closed his eyes contentedly.

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Di di di di----

The alarm sound of the mobile phone broke the dark silence in the room.

Ge Xiu yawned and slowly got up from the messy bed. He pressed off the alarm clock and looked down at the watch on his wrist.

There are less than twenty minutes left to enter the next instance.

He raised his hand and pressed his forehead, unexpectedly feeling refreshed and calm, and it was about to midsummer, but the room didn't feel sultry at all, and there was a hint of coldness in the room.

There are no nightmares.

Ge Xiu stared at the empty and dim room in front of him, suddenly raised his voice and shouted:

"……Hey."

Footsteps came from outside the room.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of pressing the doorknob sounded, the man appeared outside the door, and the light of the living room spilled into the room from his shoulders:

"Woke up?"

Ge Xiu raised his hand and grabbed his messy hair, and said in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" the man asked with concern.

Ge Xiu looked at him calmly, then withdrew his gaze nonchalantly: "...Forget it."

He jumped off the bed, moved his slightly stiff shoulders and neck, then walked around the opponent and walked out: "Where is Cheng Xiao?"

"Out." The man replied lightly.

——The human seemed to find it uncomfortable to be alone with him, and quickly found an excuse to sneak out.

Ge Xiu nodded, bent down to organize his backpack, and asked casually:

"There are still more than ten minutes to enter the dungeon, do you want to follow this time?"

The man followed him, his voice calm:

"What do you mean."

"...Also." Ge Xiu murmured, "Stupid question."

As the digits on the watch were cleared, the familiar darkness fell again.

Ge Xiu opened his eyes and found that the place where he was standing now was no longer the bright and clean apartment of Cheng Xiao, but in a flat and wide open space. Outside the open space was thick and thick chaotic darkness, which enveloped the players.

In front is a villa, standing quietly in the dark.

It is more like a shrunken castle than a villa.

The brass-colored iron door is tightly closed. Through the gaps of the iron door, you can see the tall Gothic spires, and between the layered eaves, you can see the narrow and thin window creases with retro style. The open space in front of him passed straight to the iron gate, and outside the iron gate, there was a red box that Ge Xiu had seen in the first instance.

The bright blood-red color was particularly abrupt and dazzling under the entire gloomy and obscure background, with a strange sense of ominousness.

The newcomer's panic and horrified voice sounded from not far away.

A senior player who is already familiar with the game process stepped forward, and the indifferent calm voice mixed with the newcomer's stuttering panic sentences, flowing from the back of his head like background sounds.

Ge Xiu retracted his gaze and walked straight to the red box outside the iron gate.

A card is placed above the box.

He reached for it, but the other hand took the lead in the card.

The player looked contemptuously, turned his head and looked at Ge Xiu: "Is there any experience? Just..."

When his gaze touched the opponent's face, the expression on his face was blank for a moment, and the bad words instantly blocked his throat, and he was stunned.

Ge Xiu patiently waited for a few seconds.

However, the other party still remained stunned as he held the card in his hand, and there seemed to be no sign of regaining his senses.

He frowned and asked calmly:

"Are you still going to watch it?"

"Ah? Oh!" The other party woke up like a dream, lowering his eyes as if he was guilty of a guilty conscience, and unsteadily took the card apart.

After the reading, the player raised his eyes to look at Ge Xiu who was waiting aside, then handed the card over and asked:

"Then, that, do you want to watch it too?"

Compared to his nearly unkind attitude just now, his tone now can be regarded as overly gentle.

Ge Xiu didn't bother to pay attention to the other's attitude. He directly took the card in his hand, lowered his eyes, and scanned the content above ten lines.

The above content is exactly the rules of this round of the game.

The rules this time are not complicated.

Players extract the identities of their respective representatives from the boxes, and then complete the role-play in the next three days to pass the level.

As Ge Xiu lowered his head to read, the player who had just grabbed the card with him turned his head back and forth step by step and moved his eyes away for a long time.

A deep voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"I don't like the look in his eyes."

Ge Xiu was taken aback by the sound, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, but all he could see was an empty darkness and silence.

He was a little annoyed: "Don't do this."

The biggest shortcoming of not seeing each other is here, and I will always be surprised abruptly.

The man’s voice was gloomy, sounding even more annoyed than him:

"I should goug his eyes out."

Ge Xiu rolled his eyes relentlessly and put the card back on the box:

"Save it, what's wrong with that time?"

The voice in his ear fell silent.

Ge Xiu was a little worried: "...Hello."

"What's wrong?"

The cold air flow blew across the earlobe, and the other party's voice sounded without interruption.

Ge Xiu shrugged: "I thought you really went."

The man’s voice was calm and unpredictable, but there was a dangerous chill in his intonation: "You care about him so much?"

Ge Xiu: "..."

He did not hold back, rolled his eyes again, and said blankly:

"……you think too much."

Soon, other players gathered towards the box one after another. After passing the cards for a while, they basically understood the rules of the game.

The players line up in a row and draw their own identity cards from the box one by one.

Ge Xiu also touched one out.

Before he could take a closer look at what was written on the sign in his hand, he just heard the familiar mechanical female voice resounding above his head:

"Welcome everyone to the large-scale live-action escape game."

The tall, cold brass-colored door slowly opened in front of everyone, the old shaft made a heavy and hoarse "squeak" sound, and the two iron doors slid to the two sides-between the player and the tall villa. There are no barriers, only the gloomy huge building stands quietly in the darkness.

"Now, the game officially begins."

The lingering sound of the female voice disappeared into the air, and the copy fell into deathly silence again.

The players looked at each other one after another.

One of the newcomers hesitated and asked: "Now...what shall we do?"

Another veteran replied without hesitation: "Go in first."

After all, when the game starts, the longer you stay outside, the greater the danger.

This has become an established rule.

The other players did not hesitate to reach an agreement, everything waited to enter the villa before making plans.

Ge Xiu followed the flow of people into the villa.

The player found the opportunity and leaned in, but he just opened his mouth, and the young man in front of him passed him without even squinting, and without even giving him a half line of sight, he went straight over him and continued to endorse. As he walked to the door, the player's face couldn't help but froze slightly, and he froze in place at a loss.

After a few steps, Ge Xiu suddenly felt that the cold touch fell on his wrist, as if an invisible hand was there, and the other party's fingertips gently and cheerfully rubbed the back of his hand, even if he didn't say a word. Also inexplicably leaked a little childish joy.

He glanced lazily at the air beside him:

"Satisfied?"

After a few seconds.

"Um."

The other party's voice was low, and although the answer was short enough to only one word, the slightly upward ending sound unabashedly revealed a pleasant atmosphere.