The Correct Posture for Anti-Transmigration [Quick Transmigration]

This kind of role of connecting Xiao Gong and Xiao Shou, as long as there are two of them is enough!

....Although neither the client nor the main character Gong himself really wants to see him.

As I said before, although the original owner is a prince, he usually behaves like a man with his tail between his legs, and he doesn't have the guts to have any flirtatious hobbies, so he likes to listen to a song.Today's plot is roughly that when I was listening to the song, I got angry at the protagonist Shou for no reason. I was caught by the protagonist Shou Xiaogong who was in love with Minglian. As long as I am bad, I will be fine.

When he just walked to the door, Xu Yi, who was covered in tulle like the original book, also appeared at the door. He slightly raised his eyelids and took a look, making an expression that he didn't want to make a fuss on such an occasion, and acquiesced to go out together.

Being graciously led by Xiaoer to his exclusive seat in front of the stage, Wu Wuhao tilted his body, avoiding Xiaoshou sitting next to him in disgust, and leaned against the other side of the solid wooden chair.While playing with the jasper ring on his thumb casually, he read the lines to the script and said, "I heard that Xiao Songyan has a new play?"

The new class leader who was waiting on the side listened, his face was so full of smiles that his creases were crowded, like a wrinkled ugly orange peel, hehe hehe complimented, "Your Majesty is really well informed! Our new play is just a book. I wrote it for more than a year, and every word in it was dug out countless times, it was a touching, heaven-shattering, earth-shattering..."

Lifting his eyelids, Fifth Hao tilted his head, with the corners of his mouth curled down, and interrupted impatiently, "I'm asking when you can see it, not listening to you talking about it! What's the matter? Do you mean Master Xiang peeled off your skin and made it into a lantern to play with?"

"How dare a villain..How dare a villain..." The hairs on the back were frightened by this sentence. They didn't find the position of the master's butt, and the leader who accidentally slapped the horse's leg carefully compensated. Laughing, racking his brains, he tried his best to pick up words that would not offend the nobleman and explained, "You see, the song and lyrics are new, and the scenery and clothes have not been done in time. Even if Xiao Songyan broke his voice... That's at least six or seven days..."

"Three days." The corners of the eyes of Chen Qiyan that Wu Hao is using now are slightly raised, and when he squints at people, it is like a knife embroidered with lace, as if it is about to be inserted into the heart of a person.He took off the jasper wrench and held it up in front of his eyes, squinting his left eye to look at the stage enclosed in this small square world, and said indifferently, "Don't be sloppy with this king, if you think your life is too long, it's not right to stay now." no."

This master is too difficult to serve, how could he kill him every now and then!

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead drop by drop, and some flowed into his eyes along his eyelashes, causing a burst of pain.Although the class leader knew that this master would basically not cause a life lawsuit, but his identity was there after all, he hurriedly shook his hands, wiped it with his sleeve twice, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and said tremblingly, "Three days! It will be fine in three days." ! Three days guarantee to satisfy the prince!"

"En." Nodding in satisfaction, Fifth Hao suddenly felt something in his heart. He moved his finger-wrench hand to the right, skipped it and knelt on the ground, with a face full of survivors, and held the right hand up firmly. A cup of Biluochun delicate people circled inside.

Tsk, Xiaogong is here too.

The protagonist Shou is by the side, and the protagonist Gong is also present. In this play, before the on-stage singing begins, the audience will start singing first.

According to the way the original owner usually sees each other, Fifth Hao is like an idiot, through the small world where he pulls his fingers, he describes every move of that person in detail.

To be the protagonist of a world, appearance is indeed very important. Although Xiao Shou's tough appearance and somewhat stronger figure than himself are not so much able to arouse people's desire to protect, it is better to say that they can arouse people's desire to be passive. Protection desire.However, Xiao Gong's tall and straight figure and handsome appearance still meet the public's aesthetic standards.

The author of this novel knew at a glance that the history class was not studied well, and the official costumes of various dynasties were mixed together.According to memory, today happened to be the other party's holiday, so he was dressed more casually, and his fashionable taupe color perfectly printed the other party's sturdy but not burly figure. His small waist and long pleated skirt covered the thickness of his legs, but the length still showed through.

The ape-armed wasp has a long waist and long legs, and this figure alone can give it ten points.

The long sword with its scabbard was placed horizontally on the carved tea table on the right. Perhaps sensing the sight of others, Xiao Gong quietly put down the teacup in his hand and put one hand on the hilt of the sword warily.Turning his head slightly, the moment he saw who it was, he pursed his thin lips, turned his head away with a disgusted expression, and didn't even want to take another look.

This is interesting.

Putting down the wrench and putting it back on his thumb, Fifth Hao pretended to be a voyeuristic male god and was caught. He turned his head back abruptly with a slightly happy look in his panic, and stared blankly like hysteria. On the stage, the show has not yet started, but it is as reluctant to look away as if you saw a flower.

He casually picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the snack plate next to him and stuffed it into his mouth without taste. He chewed mechanically with his upper and lower jaws, his expression unchanged, and he began to think about the protagonist's subconscious reaction when he just met his eyes.

It's not that he thinks too much, it's that the disgust in the male protagonist's eyes is too obvious. Although the other party quickly turned his head away, it definitely exists. Judging by the other party's performance, it doesn't seem like a day or two What happened, but lasted for a long time...

I don't know how thick the original owner's filter is, so not only does he not know that his secret love behavior has already been noticed by the other party, but he even doesn't see the rejection that is so obvious that it is almost materialized.Fifth Hao has seen a self-proclaimed sentimental person, and now he will know it after experiencing it for himself. It turns out that this kind of person really doesn't realize that he is wrong.

Gee.

He was still thinking about it, maybe he wanted to do something within his ability, Xu Yijing who was sitting next to him looked at Chen Qiyan, not even knowing that his old friend was here.Now I suddenly saw my nominal husband frowning slightly, staring at the stage without blinking, thinking that the other party was too boring, so he thoughtfully poured a cup of hot tea, holding it with both hands, with a smile on his tough cheek. Wiping her shy blushes, she whispered, "Husband, drink tea."

Um?drinking tea...

Oh yes!Drama!

Waking up from thinking, Fifth Hao followed the content written in the original book, and suddenly almost jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.A blush of embarrassment appeared on his slightly pale face, and he squinted at this person who always made a sound when he least wanted others to notice him, as if he wanted to kill him immediately!

He took a low breath twice, sucked the snot that was about to stay in an unpleasant way, Wu Wuhao held his head that was aching from anger (with fever), and saw the person on the opposite side looking past him with complicated expressions. Looking at the person who he didn't even dare to look at blatantly, he immediately felt that his brain hurt even worse.

He knocked the cup of tea to the ground with a merciless slap with his left hand, ignoring the pain from the scalding hot tea spilled on his fingers and thighs, he cursed as if in a rage, "Who allows you to pass tea to this king?" of?!"