The Correct Posture for Anti-Transmigration [Quick Transmigration]

Wu Hao, who was forced out of deep thought by the body temperature on the back of his hand, was in a daze, completely unaware of what the male protagonist with a strong divergent thinking (commonly known as a big brain hole) thought of during the few minutes when he was distracted. Why did he put on such a strange expression.

Looking at the doubts in those eyes that seemed to be able to speak, Yu Fengning couldn't help but chuckled again, and then pressed the fan to her lips with her right hand, trembling for a long time before she recovered.With a twist of his wrist, he pointed the fan head at the lotus lantern from that year ago, and he said with a smile, "You should have told me earlier."

． ． ． ． ． ．Injustice!

After looking at the male lead's so-called evidence for a long time, Fifth Hao struggled to pull out the history of this thing from a corner deep in his memory.

It was last year's Lantern Festival, the client, the hero, and the three of them disguised themselves to go to see the lanterns. When they saw someone setting off the river lanterns, the client was unwilling to buy it. They used all kinds of tricks to be coquettish and cute, and the hero must do it for them. one.Although he himself has no interest in participating in the cooperation, and he is not interested in lanterns, but in line with the principle of peaceful coexistence, he can interrupt the customer once, and ignore the contemptuous eyes of the customer, and ask the male lead to make a .But later, I really felt that the behavior of putting it in the river to make a wish was too stupid, so I kept shopping in my sleeves, and I found it when I came back to sleep, so I put it on the shelf.

So he hasn't cleaned it for a whole year, and the dust on the lamp is almost as thick as a fingertip. How did the hero know that he likes this thing?

And you talk as soon as you talk, what are you doing with my hands?It's not the task of the Danmei department. A normal BG is in the article, and the two old men are talking about it. Who are you showing it to?

Fifth Hao was puzzled, deeply doubting the hero's amazing comprehension, and expressing deep contempt for his powerful narcissistic ability.

Shaking his head, he said in sign language: I don't want it.

"Okay, you don't want to." Having already seen through the duplicity of the person in front of him, Yu Fengning did not refute, just blinked, and said with a light smile, "But I have an ancestral paper folding craft that I want to pass on to you, only this family, don't No semicolon. If you don’t want it, you have to cut it off.” He put the fan on the table with a smile, got up and bent over mysteriously, leaned his face forward, and whispered like a thief, “I don’t know if my brother would like it.” Appreciate it, take a look, and learn a lesson?"

No, I want to sleep.

Standing up calmly, facing the other party's suspicious gaze, he walked over and pushed open the door. Wu Wuhao pointed at the door, and made a gesture of seeing off the guest to the male lead who had felt the wind.

Yu Fengning obviously didn't expect him to have such a reaction, she just stared at each other for four or five seconds, staring blankly on the chair.After confirming again and again that the other party was not joking, he had no choice but to touch his nose, get up and walk out resentfully.When passing by, in order to take care of the other party's face, he said in a very low voice, "It's okay, if you are shy, I can write it down for you."

Get out now!

I rolled my eyes in my heart, I don't know why the male lead came here today, Fifth Hao was very impatient with this kind of conversation that always couldn't understand the other party's intentions, he closed the door after watching him leave, and turned around to go He unbuttoned his belt as he walked back, planning to wash up and go to sleep.However, when passing by the table, he picked up the saber and planned to put it on the bed. He always felt as if he had overlooked something. When he turned his head, he saw something on the table that shouldn't be there.

— a fan.

——A fan of the hero.

——A fan that he had been trying to steal for six years but failed.

The workmanship of this fan is not considered fine, and the material is also the most common bamboo. Even if you don't open it, you will know that the pure white fan is clean, nothing is written on it, and it is as clean as his wallet.But for such a simple and cheap thing, it can be seen from the round and smooth fan bones how much its owner cherishes it.

Now, it is like a peerless beauty, defenseless, lying quietly on the table, as if deliberately provoking a crime.

Only then did Wu Hao notice that the beauty stretched out his sinful hand at some point, and was about to touch the beauty...the fan, so he stepped on the emergency brake, and hung in mid-air for a while, unable to get up or down.

To be honest, he really wants to take this little goblin out and burn it right now, no matter what the next most important thing for the hero is, anyway, he can't guess, and the customer certainly can't guess, and the customer will have no choice Raid the male lead, and his task will be done.

This idea seems very tempting, after all, it has been planned like this before, but Fifth Hao knows that this has a fatal flaw - he did not steal this fan.

If he didn't steal it, it means that people will know who destroyed the fan.Although Yu Fengning sometimes has a cramp in his head, but his memory is quite good, and he is good at opening and hanging. As long as he wants to remember things, even if they happened in his childhood, he can also remember all the reactions of the crowd watching melons. This is coded by the author himself in black and white.

It doesn't matter if the fan is forgotten here, as long as he goes back and thinks about it, he will immediately remember it and come back to ask for it.If you really set this thing on fire, you have to give a reason, right?

Is this fan in my eyes?

Let's not talk about what the hero thinks, if the client doesn't find out that I am a spy sent by the Space-Time Administration, I can eat this table right now!

The fan has to be burned, but it cannot be burned now.Fifth Hao's eyes were green, staring at the fan like a wolf who has been hungry for months and finally saw a meal of meat, and the meat is outside the cage, desperately eager to eat the meat, but I can't move my mouth.

After watching half a stick of incense for a whole time, Wu Hao slapped his thigh, and his heart swayed. He didn't intend to let this thing haunt him all night. Tie it back, put on the outer shirt, take the fan and go to the male lead.

Now the sun has basically gone down, but you can still see things with the last light, so there will be no traffic accidents.

The hero's yard is in his southwest corner. It was only a few breaths in the past. His toes were on the eaves. The hidden habit he had developed as a killer for many years allowed him to hide his figure and breath all the time, flying away like a ghost. past.After climbing over the wall, he subconsciously stood still in the shadow. Just as he was about to go out, he saw a man and a woman standing very close to each other under the pear tree in the courtyard, whispering something.The pink and white clothes are stacked together, beautiful and handsome, from this angle, the looks of a man and a woman match very well, it is a typical young couple having a tryst.

Moreover, the young couple, who seemed to be discussing private topics, did not realize that an unexpected guest had arrived.

Although the things that deserve to be kicked by the donkey will be easy if he does too much, according to the normal situation, he should jump out directly, interrupt the two of them alone, or raise a torch to promote the prestige of his big FFF regiment.But for some reason, Fifth Hao’s sixth sense formed over the years was conveying to him a kind of unsavory dried fish, which was hard to describe, as if he smelled an unusual smell, subconsciously felt that what they said seemed important, Must not be interrupted.

His sixth sense doesn't appear many times, but most of them are accurate, and there are many opportunities to interrupt the tryst, so this time, just believe in yourself first.

Taking a shallow breath and hiding his figure, Wu Hao perfectly blended into the shadows like he did countless missions in these years, listening to the sound of the wind.

"Brother Feng Ning, I like you, I really like you... I have liked you since the moment I saw you six years ago." Sobbing thinly and eagerly, Bian Ting looked at the handsome man There is still a smile on his face that has not changed for thousands of years. He just feels that although this person is very close, he is actually like a moat that cannot be crossed.At the beginning, she might just do it for the mission, but after being with such a suave, martial arts and talented person for a long time, she has long been unable to extricate herself.

But this person is as clean as the original book, even if she has tried her best to seize all the opportunities, all she gets is the same treatment as other women.Her devotion, her sincerity, her wish, the other party saw it, but never responded, the eyes that looked at her, the arc of the corner of the mouth, never saw the expected, hot love .

Why is it so difficult to exchange sincerity with sincerity?

Her flower-like face was stained with tears, and she said in an almost begging tone, "You like me, do you like me?"

"Sister Ting, I have said many times that you are my dearest sister. If you get married in the future, Wang Ji and I will do our best to let everyone see your beauty." Yu Fengning smiled even more Soft, but warm words like spring breeze, but there is rejection everywhere, "I made a promise to my teacher long before I left the teacher, that I will not marry in this life."

"You liar!" Bian Ting opened her almond eyes wide like a cat whose tail was trampled on, and her fair cheeks were stained with rouge by the perfunctory anger. It is to destroy the Demon Cult! It has nothing to do with your marriage!! I...I like you so much, how can you be so perfunctory to me!"

...Eradicate the Demon Cult? ? ?

Fifth Hao, who was watching, was a little confused.

In the past ten years of doing the task, he would turn over the original novel in his mind whenever he was bored.Although it is written in the novel that the male protagonist is the descendant of the devil's saint, isn't he adopted by a hermit master since he was a child, and he was tricked by the devil again and again after he came out of the rivers and lakes? ...?Why did the client say that he had already made an oath before leaving the teacher?

Where the fuck did this come from?

On Yu Fengning's face, there was no flustered expression at all, her left hand involuntarily touched her right wrist, like every person who has been unreasonably made things difficult, and said with a helpless smile, "We clearly only met for the first time six years ago, Ting How did my younger sister know Yu's oath when he left school?"

"I...Of course I know!" Unyieldingly holding on, Bian Ting was still angry, but she secretly glanced at the movement of his hands, and couldn't help but take a step back with some timidity.Immediately afterwards, she didn't know what she noticed, her almond eyes widened slightly, and she said angrily, "You...your fan! Where did your fan go?!"