What Turned You Into A Villain Chapter 1

After serving for many years and accompanying Lucas Long through many fast-travel worlds, Caleb Wen has retired.

When he retired, his supervisor asked him to choose a world where he had lived to spend his retirement.

Caleb thought of the time he and Lucas had spent together, and his mood suddenly became: +(°ー°〃) He remembered that the last world he spent time in was a relatively peaceful modern world, where people were civilized and polite, and the laws and regulations were complete. The key is!

When he was on a mission, in order to help Lucas resolve the crisis, he was briefly digitized in this world and became a brother to the big BOSS.

He is a good brother, worth hundreds of billions, owns a financial consortium, and most importantly, he is very generous and protects his friends unconditionally.

Caleb: It’s stable, it’s stable, this is the world.

The good brother works hard to improve himself, while he is responsible for spending his pension like a salted fish, eating and drinking, and taking the other person on trips when he has nothing to do.

"That's it, hurry up, I can't wait to retire, good life here I come!"

Caleb opened his eyes with excitement and said: Oh my god, what is going on?

What's wrong with this big brother who is emitting cold air? You shouldn't be like this. Wake up, I am your best friend!

What happened to the promise of lying down and enjoying retirement? Why is the game starting in hell mode!!!

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Ethan Si has liked someone for a long time.

He holds a fortune of hundreds of billions, and in his early years he was so ruthless that no one dared to mess with him. He was also used to living alone, until someone suddenly showed up.

The other person was like a little sun, hugging his shoulders affectionately, and even coming to accompany him with a pink pillow in the dark night, saying: I'm worried that you are afraid of the dark.

That person would wait until late at night on the days when he had to work overtime.

Next to the food that had long lost its heat, there was a furry head lying. This heartwarming scene instantly touched Ethan's heart.

Just when he wanted to settle down and live with that person, she ran away.

Ethan:...

k!ssed, hugged, and ran away? Since gentleness can't keep him, he won't pretend anymore.

Ethan smiled and opened the dark room of the villa and sent the person in.

Sweet story, black attack

There was a furry touch under his body and a cold feeling on his neck. The person on the bed raised his hand to get up, but his palm felt a soft quilt cover.

Is there temperature?

No. 666 suddenly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the retro palace-style lamp and the intricate patterns on the ceiling. He moved his body strangely like a robot and sat upright on the bed. His exposed upper body was covered with a thin layer of muscle.

His back was vertically 90 degrees on the bed, and when he lowered his head, his neck had a fixed curvature, like an old and dilapidated machine.

"Is this what it feels like to be a human being?" No. 666 showed his standard eight teeth when he smiled. He lifted the quilt and found that he was not wearing any cloth at all.

Lucas had been following for a long time, and all he had seen were exaggerated giants, which made his own body slightly inferior in comparison. But he knew at a glance that his body met the average requirements of men in the world, and was even 20% higher than the requirements.

Taking all the conditions into consideration, it ranks among the top in the market.

No. 666, he looked around the room. It was big and empty. The carpet under his feet was very comfortable. The soft hair stimulated the soles of his feet, which was a little itchy and a little novel. He deliberately stretched his feet twice, drawing circles on the carpet with his white and tender toes.

As a Lucas system, when No. 666 retired, he had two choices. One was to stay in the main world to retire, and the other was to transform into a human and choose a world to stay in.

After transforming into a human, it means that he will no longer have any connection with the past, will not have a long life, and will no longer have those super high technologies. He will live an ordinary life.

No. 666 chose the second option without hesitation. Even though life is long, what is the point without emotions?

Before he came, he made a small request to his supervisor, taking advantage of their friendship, and asked him to be placed near a good friend's house. I guess he is at his friend's house now.

No. 666 met the other party ten years ago. After such a long time, he didn’t know what happened to his friend. At that time, the other party was just a cute and helpful little guy, completely different from Lucas.

With anticipation, No. 666 opened the bedroom door naked.

A ray of sunlight shone onto the corridor outside the door. Half of the man's body was covered by the light and the other half was in darkness. His height of 190cm seemed even more oppressive under the influence of the light.

After not seeing him for many years, the man's face has matured a lot. He has the toughest face but also the most beautiful eyes in the world.

No. 666 saw the other party and smiled again, "Brother Ethan, it's been a long time..."

"Caleb, don't you have any sense of shame?" Ethan's gaze was fixed on a certain place under Caleb's body, and then moved away after five seconds. He moved half a step, just blocking the view from the stairs.

Ethan raised his hand and waved twice, and a figure retreated silently.

No. 666 was gagged, and he remembered that he had chosen a name many years ago: Caleb.

When he was working in the system, he only had a cold number, but as a person he had his own name: Caleb.

"Is there any difference between us?" Caleb quickly got used to his name. He blinked innocently, looked down at himself and then glanced at Ethan.

There is no difference except that my friend's size is larger than mine.

From Ethan's perspective, the man was standing behind the bedroom door. The curtains in the room behind him were closed, with only a little light shining through the gap. In the dim room, there was only a large bed in the middle, covered with burgundy bedding.

The alternation of red and white must be very beautiful.

Ethan raised his hand and pushed Caleb back into the room, then he stepped in and the door was locked with a click.

Having lived for many years, but always living in the host's mind, Caleb was not very sensitive to people's emotional changes. He still looked innocent, and even raised his hand to touch the place where he was pushed. It was slippery.

"My skin is so good," Caleb said with satisfaction.

"Go to the bed," Ethan's voice became darker, a storm welling up in his eyes.

Caleb had just become a man, and it felt especially good to stand on the ground. He didn't want to go to bed yet, "No, it's so comfortable standing up."

After saying that, Caleb jumped twice again.

Pay attention! He is naked, without any underwear to restrain him, so he inevitably rises and falls.

"Huh," Ethan clenched his fists, the veins on his back tensed, while the person in front of him was still playing with the carpet with his toes.

Mechanical legs have no feeling, but human feet are different. Caleb's toes are round and white, and there is not a single scar on the soles of his feet. If someone with special fetishes saw this, they would definitely exclaim in amazement.

A strand of hair floated up from the carpet and Caleb's toes hooked on it, and another strand of hair fell on the nail of his big toe.

Caleb was so itchy that he bent his body 90 degrees, with his back parallel to the ground, and stretched out his arms to pick up the hair on his nails.

Because of this movement, his waist and abdomen exerted force, and his excellent H!p and leg lines were exposed to the eyes of people behind him, and the most private parts of his body fell into the eyes of others.

"Ethan, you..."

"Well, why is it so dark? Ethan, what are you doing?" Caleb had just stood up when the quilt thrown at him blocked his vision.

His upper body was covered in a burgundy quilt, with his slender white calves exposed to the air. Ethan's gaze lingered on them for a few more seconds.

Caleb was struggling inside, trying to lift the quilt. His feet were not idle either, moving around. Then he was picked up unexpectedly. The man held his back with one hand and his h!ps with the other. His slanted calves were rubbing against the other's thighs. Anyone else might blush at this posture.

Caleb was wrapped up so that only his head was exposed. He sat on the bed and looked at Ethan in confusion: "Ethan, you have changed. You won't let me speak or get out of bed."

In the enclosed space and in a condescending posture, the young man on the bed was not even wearing any clothes, and his body could be seen as long as the quilt was lifted.

Ethan took two steps back and leaned against the wall. The cold wall calmed his mind a little. He did not answer Caleb's question, but asked: "Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

Ten years ago, Caleb suddenly appeared and then suddenly disappeared. Ethan used all his strength but failed to find out his origins.

A lot can change in ten years, but the person in front of me seems to have not changed at all. He still looks ignorant and immature, no different from when he was 22 years old.

Caleb suddenly realized what humans call a guilty conscience. He had only appeared briefly to help Lucas complete the mission, and he left later because Lucas completed the mission.

"Not talking?" Ethan changed his posture, bent one leg, and swept over with his arms folded.

Caleb shook his head: "I can't tell you, it's a secret."

When following Lucas, Caleb read a lot of books, one of which said: Don't lie, especially to people close to you.

But when it came to things in the past, he couldn't say anything, so Caleb could only shake his head.

Ethan's eyes darkened: "Where are you from? What have you been doing for the past ten years?"

Caleb continued to shake his head: "I can't say."

Si Hanqi laughed: "Caleb, are you a rattle?"

Caleb thought about what a rattle is. Although it was a bit ugly, he didn't like it. But if his friends liked it, he didn't mind: "I'm not a rattle, but if you want, I can be a rattle."

As he spoke, he shook his head deliberately, and his hair swung back and forth. If it were accompanied by two hammers, it would really look like a rattle.

It is this face, always sincere, ignorant and defenseless, and then when people are deeply involved, it chooses to withdraw.

Ethan closed his eyes and opened them again. When he looked over again, there was a hint of coolness in his eyes. "I'll go out first. You stay here."

His friend asked him to stay! Caleb had just been born and was very interested in walking. How could he stay in bed all the time?

When Ethan turned around, Caleb threw back the quilt and got out of bed. He chased after him naked: "Ethan, I want to go out too."

His original intention was to go out and take a look, after all, he would be living in this world for decades, but these words took on a different meaning in Ethan's ears.

"Hmm?" Caleb just caught up with him when she saw Ethan suddenly turn around. There was a coldness in his beautiful eyes that made Caleb's skin shiver.

Without saying a word, the other party pressed on his shoulders and rushed forward. Caleb was pushed against the wall, with the cold wall behind him and the man's hot body in front of him.

This feeling of ice and fire made his eyes light up. Caleb twisted his body and rubbed it a few times behind him, then pounced on Ethan, hugged his waist with both hands, held him towards himself, and then leaned his back against the wall again.

In this posture, Caleb could experience the feeling of ice and fire more deeply, and he was satisfied.

Surprise first appeared in Ethan's eyes, then confusion, and then embarrassment hidden under anger.

"Wen, An, Ning!" He gritted his teeth and spat out these words from his throat, his face as dark as ink.

Caleb was feeling comfortable. He half-closed his eyes, rested his chin on Ethan's shoulder, and spoke in a lazy voice like a cat basking in the afternoon sun: "Let me hold you for a while, Brother Ethan."

Ethan's body became increasingly stiff, his hands hanging at his sides like a sculpture, but his eyes unconsciously looked down through Caleb's shoulders, following the line of the spine all the way down, to the undulating hills. The skin on his shoulders was delicate, so he thought that area was not bad either.

With a gurgle, Ethan swallowed his saliva.

He pushed Caleb away and walked out with big strides.

When Caleb was pushed away, she looked confused: "Brother Ethan, what's wrong with you?"

After saying this, he thought of the touch in front of him, and then showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. Caleb shouted again: "Brother Ethan, if you need help, you can find me."

"Friends should help each other."

Ethan walked faster over there, but his steps were a little unsteady.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut, and the heavy door isolated everything.

Ethan hunched over and leaned against the wall of the corridor, breathing heavily. He tugged at his collar, and the desire in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a strong chill.