The tyrant forced me to form CP[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 51 "Prisoner Love"

"You said you wouldn't force me."

Qi Huaimo didn't dare to struggle, he looked at Xiao Beixuan, and said calmly: "I don't want to make trouble with you, I'm also trying to make myself understand you, don't lose your temper with you all day, so please don't force me .”

"I don't want to force you." Xiao Beixuan said to him while taking off his clothes, "I don't want to force you. But in order for you to connect with this world and me, I can only do this."

Qi Huaimo was speechless.

How can there be contact in this way? !

fuck you!

Is sex all about connection?

——It seems to be true.

But this is too fucked up!

He struggled.

"Don't be like this, if you force me, I will really hate you!"

"Don't you already hate me? I would rather you hate me than leave me."

"If you dare to force me, I'll bite my tongue and kill myself!"

"You're dead, I'll kill Jun Yi immediately."

"I'm not related to him, so why are you threatening me with him?!"

"You are not related to him, why is it so useful for me to threaten you with him?"

Xiao Beixuan let him go.

He took a breath, suddenly got off Qi Huaimo's body, and then lay beside him.

"I'm afraid of hurting you, so do it yourself."

"I will do it myself?"

Qi Huaimo was shocked.

Looking at Xiao Beixuan's appearance, it seems that he wants him to sit on it and move by himself.

This Nima...

"You really want to piss me off?"

"I still don't want to force you, so you take the initiative yourself." Xiao Beixuan lay there, "If you don't take the initiative, Jun Yi will not live until tomorrow morning. I really can do it."

Qi Huaimo didn't take it seriously: "He is the protagonist of the original novel, with the halo of the protagonist, do you think you can kill him?"

"Now he is my cousin who obeys my advice," Xiao Beixuan said with a confident smile on his face, "Do you think I can kill him?"

Qi Huaimo was still unwilling: "I said that he is not related to me, and he is just a paper man to me, so I will not sacrifice myself for him."

"Oh," Xiao Beixuan called out, "Xiaobai—"

Qi Huaimo immediately covered his mouth.

Originally, Jun Yi was really just a paper figure to him, but he had seen Jun Yi, a real, poor young man.

Although he likes Xiao Beixuan the most in the original book, in fact he also likes the inspirational young Jun Yi very much.After all, Jun Yi is the son of Ergou's family, he always feels that he is his uncle, and he has to take good care of the child for Ergou.

But let him have a relationship with Xiao Beixuan for the sake of Jun Yi, he couldn't accept it no matter what.

"Don't you think I will be very hostile to you for others?"

"No," Xiao Beixuan shook his feet in boredom, "As long as you can stay, I can accept anything. Besides, can I expect you to be happy with me willingly?"

Qi Huaimo gritted his teeth: "You can't."

Xiao Beixuan nodded: "Then let's start."

Qi Huaimo picked up the pillow and beat him, but Xiao Beixuan didn't resist, didn't fight back, and let him vent his anger.

After being tired, Qi Huaimo panted and asked, "When I was in a coma... How did you live each month?"

Xiao Beixuan said: "As you think."

"Bastard! You are simply a beast!" Qi Huaimo picked up the pillow and beat him again.

Xiao Beixuan said: "Maybe the number of times has increased, and I have become much more normal. It doesn't take a long time every time like before."

Hearing this, Qi Huaimo became even more angry.

After the fight, he really had no strength, so he wanted to fall into bed and sleep, and get away with it.

Xiao Beixuan poked him on the back, reminding him that he hadn't done his business yet.

Qi Huaimo raised his hand: "Okay?"

Xiao Beixuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't I have long hands?"

"That's right, don't you have long hands yourself?" Qi Huaimo glared at him, then said "I'm tired" and retreated into the bed.

Xiao Beixuan didn't let him hide: "Then let's give it a kiss. A kiss is also fine."

"You want to eat farts!" Qi Huaimo tried his best to pull the quilt, but he couldn't move it. He couldn't help but yell at him, "You have done so many excessive things to me, and you still want to kiss me. Don't you have a B number in your heart?"

Xiao Beixuan asked: "What do you mean by forcing numbers?"

Qi Huaimo didn't want to give him popular science. "Anyway, don't force me anymore. I can understand your feelings. After all, you have been with me for so long. I know that you are reluctant to part with me. Please understand me. I still have family members in that world. I have always been worried. They, that's why they want to go back. We understand each other, and we have to talk about it in the future. If you push me into a hurry, then we can only BE."

Xiao Beixuan asked again: "What does Bi Yi mean?"

"It's just broken, it's completely finished!" After speaking, Qi Huaimo took advantage of his unpreparedness, pulled up the quilt to wrap himself up, and hid.

He didn't know what Xiao Beixuan was doing.

But after a long time, Xiao Beixuan hugged him through the quilt, and asked cautiously: "Is it okay to hold him?"

Qi Huaimo was about to say no, when he heard him whisper: "Are you really going to leave me? Do you really don't want to have any contact with me?"

He was speechless for a while, and it was difficult to face him, so he could only let him hug him.

Xiao Beixuan never fell asleep.

Someone kicked the quilt on him in the middle of the night, and he stared blankly at him.

Qi Huaimo said: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen sleepwalking?"

Xiao Beixuan curled the corner of his mouth, and hugged him again under the quilt.

Seeing the other party's warning eyes, he quickly closed his eyes and shouted: "I sleepwalk too! Ah Xuan doesn't know anything!"

A few days later, Xiao Beixuan finished copying the novel, arranged the things and returned them to Qi Huaimo.

He handed in two copies, one he copied and one printed.The one he copied himself was written with a brush, and there are five volumes in total.The printed one is much neater.However, these two copies only contain the text of the novel, not the words he wrote earlier.

Qi Huaimo accepted the printed copy and planned to continue writing.

He had to divert his attention and adjust his mood.

But Xiao Beixuan refused to let him write. "I'm afraid you will go back after writing."

"If you can go back as long as you write, will I still be here?" Qi Huaimo didn't want to quarrel, and explained to him seriously, "In that world, I specialized in writing novels. This is my hobby and my profession. My favorite thing to do. You have deprived me of my freedom, can't you let me do something I like?"

"But I don't know if you lied to me," Xiao Beixuan showed an apologetic look, "I'm really afraid that you will disappear. So please stop writing."

Qi Huaimo raised his hand: "I swear, I really won't disappear after writing. I just want to find something to do for myself. I feel uncomfortable if I don't write for a day."

"You like to tell stories, then you can tell them to me." Xiao Beixuan sat down, pretending to listen to the story seriously, "Stories don't have to be written."

Qi Huaimo sighed: "I can't speak, I have to write!"

"If you insist on writing, people may not be willing to be written by you." Xiao Beixuan said, "Those who write stories, have you considered the mood and wishes of the people who are written?"

Qi Huaimo said: "We don't need to think about it."

"You really—" Xiao Beixuan stopped talking halfway.

Qi Huaimo guessed that the two words he swallowed back were "damn".

But what can be done about this, the author can do whatever he wants.

—Of course it means that you can do whatever you want when writing a story.

Once you wear a book, you can't do whatever you want.

"I really want to kill that person." Xiao Beixuan's eyes were full of hostility.

Qi Huaimo knew that he was talking about Ergou: "It would be great if you could really go to that world, then I can take you home to meet my parents right away."

After he finished speaking, he realized that it was wrong, but what he said could not be taken back.

"That's why you pretended to be indifferent to me?" Xiao Beixuan leaned over and grabbed his hand excitedly, "You like me, don't you?"

"No, no, no!" Qi Huaimo withdrew his hand and said irritably, "I hate you to death! You tore up my novel and locked me here. I wish I could kill you."

Xiao Beixuan turned his face to the side: "Then you hit."

Qi Huaimo pushed his face away: "Get rolling."

He has lost his freedom and can't do what he likes. He can only read books every day, but he can't read them. It's so annoying.

What's worse, Xiao Beixuan was probably too afraid that he would disappear, so he began to have frequent relationships with him.

Every day he was woken up, fainted, died and came back to life on the bed.

Xiao Beixuan has already let go of the government affairs, drinking there every day, throwing him down when he gets drunk, and rolling around on the bed.

The court minister asked Mo Bai to bring a note to Qi Huaimo, asking him to persuade the emperor to go to court.

Qi Huaimo was begging each other hard every day, and Xiao Beixuan barely got up to deal with some affairs.

It's not that he's lazy, it's that he's too negative. He's living a more decadent life than Qi Huaimo.

Half a month has passed in such a muddle.

Qi Huaimo felt that this would not work.

On a sunny day, he tidied himself up, took the flagon from Xiao Beixuan's hand, and then combed his hair and shaved his beard.

After cleaning up the people, he seriously reasoned with him: "Don't lock me up, haven't I disappeared after being locked up for so long? If I really will disappear, it's useless for you to lock me up with a chain. Don't you understand this truth?"

"I don't understand this truth?" Xiao Beixuan's eyes were red.He hiccupped, his mouth full of alcohol: "Then what else can I do? Apart from deceiving myself and others, what else can I do?"

Qi Huaimo really thought he didn't understand before, but he didn't expect that he did.

"Do you think I'm willing to make you hate me? Do you think I'm really willing to make you sad?" Xiao Beixuan looked at him, with tears flickering in his eyes, "I've... failed you for the rest of my life, how I wish for this life You can like me. If it is not so helpless, how can I make you bored? "

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said again: "I didn't want to be an emperor at all, and I didn't want to care about other people's life and death. You wanted me to be a good emperor, so I did things seriously, but now I know that I am just a character in the book. My people are also people in the book. My life and their fate are not in my hands. No matter how hard I try, as long as that person writes a word, I will die and my people will die. I am displaced, so what is the use of my hard work every day to deal with government affairs? What is the point?"

He turned his head and grabbed Qi Huaimo's arm: "What's the point of telling me?"

"Why is it meaningless?" Qi Huaimo wanted to persuade him, but he opened his mouth, not knowing where to start.

It must be meaningful, but he was stupid and didn't know how to explain it for a while.

He had no choice but to change the question that could be answered: "He will not write casually, but any author who really loves writing will be responsible for the stories he writes."

"Responsible?" Xiao Beixuan smiled wryly, "You are only responsible for the protagonist. Who cares about supporting roles like us? We are just a tool to achieve the protagonist, aren't we?"

Qi Huaimo was silent.

Needless to say, the answer to this question is brutal.

Xiao Beixuan shifted his gaze and looked elsewhere: "I thought we could be happy in this life, but who knows...you don't belong to this world at all, and you don't belong to me either."

This mighty emperor lowered his proud head and sat on the ground without any image, looking lonely and embarrassed.

Qi Huaimo reached out to him, wanting to touch his head.

Before he touched it, Xiao Beixuan suddenly raised his head and grabbed his hand.

Then, he asked very seriously: "Does it mean that I can enter your world after I die?"

The author has something to say: Meow~ The master has gone to do the New Year’s goods, and I’m the little meow meow OVO who is acting as a substitute for this part of the not-so-sweet plot!So it's up to me to update it myself.

Hand over my sinful claws, if you are not happy watching it, pinch my claws to vent your anger! qaq

Little Miaomiao also wants to be sweet like all the fairy sisters, but she really can't ignore certain problems, so she can only spend some space for the protagonist to face and solve them.After the problem is solved, it will continue to be sweet!The sweetness after facing hardships together will be even sweeter!

Raise your paw and swear!Don't be sweet in the future, I will live broadcast and drill into the ring of fire!meow meow meow QAQ

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Thanks to chely for the nutrient solution, I drank it all, it tastes great.