What am I thinking when I'm cheating on the male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

He didn't realize that Mr. Xiaobai deliberately moved the chair closer to Xie Duo every time. Xie An took the initiative to move the chair closer to Han Jiao, and asked him with big eyes blinking: "Mr. Is your head screaming?"

Han Jiao reminded: "Prince Duan has not recovered yet, we still have to take care of him carefully and don't let him be surprised."

Xie Jing in the front row turned his chair around, sat down facing Han Jiao, and asked curiously: "Sir, will Brother Qi become like an ordinary person after heals? I can't even imagine that he and our brother Like laughing together."

"Jokes are impossible, and it's impossible after recovery." Han Jiao ruthlessly broke Xie Jing's fantasy: "Before I asked your highnesses to cooperate with the treatment, I have already said that I can restore the temperament of King Duan before he was 11 years old. Your Highness, that's his nature, there are many types of ordinary people, you just treat him as a serious person who doesn't like to joke, don't treat him as a weirdo, it will make His Royal Highness Duan feel uncomfortable."

Xie An asked Han Jiao in a low voice: "Sir, why does Seventh Brother seem to be unable to tell the difference between a joke and a serious one? I think he is sometimes very smart and understands everything, but sometimes..."

Han Jiao looked at Xie An, a little helpless, thought for a while, and made up a reason: "Because God always wants to be fair, His Highness Duan Wang has already made His Highness so smart, so let's take away his ability to joke and make him laugh more. Concentrate on learning and devote all your mind to benefiting the people."

Xie An suddenly became enlightened, and in his heart, Seventh Brother's usually dull appearance suddenly became extremely tall.

Xie Jing also nodded suddenly: "Heaven will send a great mission, I can only suffer for Brother Seven."

Han Jiao nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, after His Royal Highness Duan Wang recovered from his illness, he was able to manufacture a lot of instruments and tools that benefit the country and the people."

"You admire Seventh Brother very much." Xie Duo said softly, but he didn't turn his head to look at the little prodigy.

Han Jiao immediately turned his head to explain the big boss's doubts: "Yes, I have seen some sketches of equipment drawn by King Duan. They are really amazing. I also have many ideas. In the future, I need to ask His Highness King Duan to explain my doubts."

The big boss didn't seem to be happy because Brother Seven was being praised so much, but was even more indifferent: "It's good, sir, if you have any difficulties in the future, we will go to Brother Seven to solve them. We mortals who have been stuffed with too much bragging and funny skills by God are not smart enough. Useful, where is it worth discussing ideas with Mr.

Han Jiao was so choked that he didn't know how to flatter him.

What's going on with this brat today?Isn't he the brother with the strongest relationship with Lao Qi?Why are you still jealous of his brother's mechanical talent?

In any case, I had to quickly shift the direction of Rainbow Fart, Han Jiao smiled and said, "Didn't God also give His Highness a special talent? I have never seen anyone who is better at Cuju than His Highness."

Xie Duo knew that his Cuju skills were invincible in the world, but at the moment he was not at all complacent.

Because he remembered what his sisters said: Men who like to play Cuju are unreliable.

It's a fucking flaw.

The big boss's silence left Han Jiao at a loss. Why can't Xie Duo be satisfied with boasting that he can play football?What more could he want?

Han Jiao had an idea: "Ah! By the way, I just have something important to ask His Highness." After speaking, he got up and ran to the desk, took out the map in the lesson plan, and trotted back.

Can't wait to spread out the map and put it in Xie Duo's hand.

"Your Highness, this is the map of Luozhou and its surrounding areas. Which gate do you think is the most suitable to attack in the first battle? Is there any strategy to win by surprise?" Although I guessed that I might not understand, marching is the real boss. Han Jiao felt that he was obliged to guide his stinky brother to the right track and not waste his talent.

Xie Duo glanced down at the map on the table, then raised his eyes to look at the little prodigy.

Han Jiao nodded vigorously expectantly.

Xie Duo accidentally sneered, but quickly lowered his eyes and returned to his indifferent expression.

For some reason, even though there are a lot of worries, it is easy to be inexplicably happy when seeing the sparkling eyes of the little prodigy.

Xie Duo didn't allow such happiness to spread. The inexplicable dream last night made him extremely angry, and he still couldn't fall asleep after lying down again.

At first, he couldn't understand why he was angry.

Is it because the little prodigy in the dream framed him for taking off his coat?

It was just a dream.

It wasn't until dawn that Xie Duo realized that it was the aggrieved and repulsive gaze in Han Jiao's eyes in the dream that made him very uncomfortable.

This made him discover a very unfair thing——

Every time Seventh Brother loses control and picks up people's clothes, his behavior can be regarded as terrible, but when Xie Duo broke in through the window yesterday, Han Jiao not only didn't panic and repelled him, but so meekly and actively taught Seventh Brother how to undress.

Rationality told Xie Duo that this was all for treatment, but he still couldn't help thinking: If Brother Seven was replaced by himself.

What will happen?

Han Jiao will definitely look at him with grievance and resentment as in the dream, and drive him away, just like outside Han Jiao's house last night.

He didn't even let Xie Duo in.

Why can Xie Duo tolerate the little prodigy's offense so much?

A servant said that instead of being humiliated by letting him have such a closed door for no reason, he felt strangely excited, thinking that Han Jiao was deliberately luring him into his territory.

Just like that day when Han Jiao covered his face with his sleeve, leading him to catch that hand away.

Unexplainable, Xie Duo really enjoys this little pleasure of attacking. It is precisely because of this that no matter how presumptuously Han Jiao struggles and retreats, he can't make him angry.

But last night's dream made Xie Duo wake up.

Perhaps from the beginning to the end, Han Jiao had no intention of inviting him to approach him actively.

Avoiding is avoiding, repelling is repelling, and I never meant to play games with him.

All the happiness was imagined by himself. Xie Duo was the only one enjoying this "chasing game", while Han Jiao was really running for his life and didn't enjoy his closeness.

Wanting to understand this huge misunderstanding, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince was so angry that he didn't even have breakfast.

"I don't know." Xie Duo refused Han Jiao's question with a frozen face.

"Your Highness hasn't looked at the map yet." Han Jiao grabbed the map and handed it under the eyes of the big boss: "There is still no conclusion on Chaowen Wuwu. If you can come up with a winning strategy, His Majesty will be very happy and may be able to save you." Months of policy theory!"

Xie Duo raised his hand to take the map, looked at it solemnly, and with one side of his eyes, he greeted Han Jiao in a low voice: "Come here."

Han Jiao's eyes lit up: "You figured out a solution so quickly?"

Xie Duo nodded, hooked his hands at him, and motioned him to listen.

Han Jiao happily put his head to Xie Duo's lips.

Xie Duo breathlessly murmured: "Go and ask His Highness Duan Wang, whom you admire the most."

Han Jiao: "..."

"Old Jiu, what are you whispering?" Xie Jing said anxiously: "If you have an idea, tell me!"

"That's right!" Xie An also expressed his dissatisfaction: "Mr. Xiaobai, what did Brother Nine say?"

Han Jiao smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, His Highness is just joking, how could he come up with a countermeasure so quickly?"

After class, the big boss didn't play around with him as usual, but followed the brothers directly to the next riding and archery training.

Han Jiao felt something was wrong.

Xie Duo must and must be angry.

Is it because you didn't invite the big boss in for a sip of tea last night?

Isn't he afraid that the big boss will be punished if he returns to the palace late?

Fortunately, he still felt that the big boss was quite measured, not as cruel and merciless as in the original book.

Of course, it's not cruel to snub him, but Han Jiao just doesn't accept it. He just helped Duan Wang treat severe traumatic stress disorder yesterday, and today the big boss turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

No wonder everyone said it was the most ruthless emperor's family!

After work was over in the evening, Han Jiao went to Duanwang Mansion conscientiously to continue the second course of treatment.

Xie Xiu's changes are really too great.

Han Jiao finally understood Xie Jing's description of Xie Xiu's childhood personality——

This kid is actually not taciturn, but a very expressive person. After all, he can only understand verbal communication.

Xie Xiu took Han Jiao to the other courtyard, and explained to Han Jiao in great detail about his new "automatic bird catcher". Its controllability and sensitivity made Han Jiao amazed, but...

"Why do you want to catch birds?" Han Jiao directly expressed his doubts, because he was used to Xie Xiu's straightforward communication method.

Xie Xiu smiled and explained: "It's not that I want to catch birds, it's that Lao Ba and the others love to shoot birds with slingshots."

Han Jiao fixed his gaze on Xie Xiu, and after a long while, he still confessed, "Your Highness, I'm afraid your younger brothers shot birds not to catch birds, but to play with slingshots."

There was a long silence.

The smug smile on Xie Xiu's face turned into disappointment: "Is that so?"

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