Boyfriend Simulator [Quick Transmigration]

The sun was so strong on the bustling street, Shang Chen was still a little dazed from the dizziness he had just passed through, but luckily Xiao Jiu was there to help him up, otherwise he would have stumbled and fell on the street.

Shang Chen squinted his eyes to look at the surrounding environment. He is now in front of a tea house, and as far as he can see is the street with people coming and going. People are wearing skirts and behaving respectfully and politely. It seems that it should be an ancient world.

"Hey, the player's identity has been confirmed. It is the owner of Qinghui Tea House - Murong Tang. Please complete the task as soon as possible."

After gradually waking up, the sounds from outside swirled into my ears from all directions like a tide—the cries of vendors nearby, the laughter of children passing by...and the loudest voices nearby.

"Hey, the little girl looks good, how is it? Pack up and follow the uncle, what do you think?"

Shang Chen fixed his eyes, the voice turned out to be from a group of men with wretched faces at the head of the alley beside the street.They stared like tigers at a tall and thin little girl at the street corner. The little girl turned her back to Shang Chen and the others, and she couldn't see her face from this side.

"I see you have thin skin and tender flesh, isn't it... No one has touched it before?" The greasy-faced man with a thick beard was about to approach the little girl shamelessly while speaking, Shang Chen frowned , Just when she was about to break free from Xiao Jiu's hand and go to fight the injustice, the little girl suddenly opened her mouth.

"You can take a piss and look at your face! If you haven't seen it, you think it's a ghost! You hit your aunt on the head! Dare to move and see if I don't tear your mouth. Feed the dog Chop off your pickled bastard that hasn't been touched in 800 years and hang it on a tree!" The little girl pointed at the group of hooligans with her hips akimbo and yelled at them aggressively, Shang Chen was taken aback by her aggressive look.

The one in the lead took two steps back in fright, spat on the ground, and ran away from the alley with his minions in a disheveled face.

At this moment, Xiao Jiu suddenly looked down at the screen in his hand, and said, "It is detected that the attack target is nearby."

nearby?Shang Chen leaned on the door frame of the teahouse and looked out, but he didn't find anyone special, but the fierce little girl walked towards the teahouse without stopping, frowning.

"The boss came early today!" The little girl pouted behind her back, put on a smiling face, and said to Shang Chen with a smile, "I just ran into a few hooligans, and I got bad luck. face."

Shang Chen took a step back and carefully looked at the little girl's appearance, her eyebrows looked like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, her almond eyes were watery with love, her flour was as white as peach blossoms, her hair was neatly combed, There are a lot of ornaments inserted on it, and the golden steps hanging on it are dazzling when walking.

Further down is a long, slender neck with an inconspicuous protrusion in the middle... wait, that's... Adam's apple?

Shang Chen squinted his eyes, and the character information card of the "little girl" popped up——Wu Sanli, the little actress who sang songs in Qinghui Tea House, was rescued by Murong Tang when he was a child in a famine in his hometown, so he lived in the tea house He made a living here, and later changed his name to Wu Xiliu.In my life, I love to dress up like a woman, behave pervertedly, and act flamboyantly.

"So you're a big guy in women's clothing?" Shang Chen laughed a little and said, "She looks so good-looking, I thought she was a little girl."

Xiao Jiu frowned, and held his face with both hands to make him turn his head to face her, "Who looks good?"

"You, you, you, you are the prettiest!" Shang Chen smiled and touched the back of Xiao Jiu's hand helplessly, letting him put it down.

The "little girl" also wore a lot of bracelets and jades on her wrists, and she walked with a tinkling sound, and when she passed by Shang Chen, a fragrance that was neither sweet nor greasy wafted over.

"Ah!" Xiao Jiu rubbed her nose with her hand, "What's the smell?"

Shang Chen stared blankly at the back of Ping Ting, who was walking towards the teahouse in Wu Sanli, and then replied after a while, "Maybe he put on some kind of face powder."

The current task is so concise that only a background and character introduction are given, and nothing else is given.Shang Chen liked it quite a bit, saying that it was more free like this, unlike the previous novice tasks, where everything had to be stipulated.

There were very few people in the teahouse, and it was very clean. Xiao Jiu sat in the box on the second floor and looked through Wu Sanli's materials with Shang Chen.

"Wu Sanli's favorability is actually 60.00% five?" Xiao Jiu tapped the progress bar on Wu Sanli's head, and said in surprise, "He has the highest initial favorability so far, and he passed at the beginning. "

"Well," Shang Chen replied somewhat absent-mindedly. He looked at Wu Sanli who was sitting downstairs playing the pipa in the hall, and turned to Xiao Jiu and said, "Didn't Murong Tang save his life?"

Xiao Jiu nodded.

Speaking of Shang Chen's current identity as Murong Tang, there is actually quite a lot of background.

He was originally the illegitimate son of the current head of the Murong family and a maid, and the "Tang" in his name was the maid's surname.Because this personal relationship cannot be put on the table, even if Murong Tang is born, he does not live in the mansion.

Murong Tang grew up with his mother in a small courtyard outside. Because of his special status, he had special contact with things, but the etiquette of poetry and writing has never been neglected.After growing up, because of his gentle temperament and profound knowledge, he made friends with many sons of high-ranking officials and aristocratic families in Shangjing.

Usually, people who come to this Qinghui Teahouse are famous people in Shangjing. Murong Tang usually likes scholars the most, and also likes to invite some talented scholars to come to the shop to drink tea, taste wine, and recite poems. Over time, it has become a famous elegant place in Shangjing. .

There was a babbling little song from downstairs, singing like two lines in The West Chamber, "Flowers and grass are loved by people, and life and death are according to people's wishes."

Wu Sanli sat holding a pipa in the middle of the hall on the first floor of the teahouse and sang to the guests who came to drink tea. He held the pipa in his slender hand and showed his white forearm. His eyes drifted away, as if he was looking at a farther distance .

Wu Sanli was born handsome and beautiful, but he also liked to dress up like a woman. He leaned against the stool with a delicate figure, and his singing voice was soft and sweet. Just sitting there was like a painting of a beautiful woman.

Beauty is in the bones but not in the skin, and there are even a few people who are as beautiful as Wu Sanli, who is indistinguishable from male and female.

The spectators in the teahouse were all quiet, as if stunned.

Shang Chen gently shook Xiao Jiu and said, "I think this task is not easy."

"Huh? How do you say it?" Xiao Jiu was wearing a casual shirt, and the sunlight leaked into the cubicle of the teahouse like water, his white shirt was shining faintly, his black hair, bright eyes, everything was beautiful. It's the way Shang Chen likes it, and he finds that he can't move his eyes away.

Xiao Jiu sat on a pear wood stool with his hands folded on his chest, behind a simple screen with flowers, birds and dry stones painted on it, he was dressed in modern clothes, with a calm expression, everything was so out of place but just right.

"His initial favorability is so high, doesn't this relieve a lot of burden?"

Shang Chen nodded and said: "That's right, but..." He stood up and turned to the other side of the table, hugged Xiao Jiu's neck and kissed his eyes, "Wu Sanli doesn't seem to have much desire, In the past, the missions were all clear goals, or the goals of the raid had something they wanted to get..."

Xiao Jiu was tickled by his kiss, the corners of her mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, she hugged her back and sat on her lap, lowered her head and kissed Shang Chen's cheek and neck delicately.

"I read Wu Sanli's information, and there are four words between the lines - no desires, no desires." Shang Chen shrugged his shoulders, really being teased by Xiao Jiu, so he lowered his head and bit his lips wantonly grind.His hands set fire on Xiao Jiu's body as if punishing, and he let go of his hands after teasing, and said with a smirk in Xiao Jiu's little panting: "He doesn't have a clear goal, so it's not easy to say."

The Laojun who just brewed on the tea table curled up his eyebrows and smoked the fragrant white smoke. The two looked at each other, and love poured out of their eyes, which made people's hearts swell.

Before Xiao Jiu could speak, the noise downstairs broke the harmonious silence.

Shang Chen frowned and got off Xiaojiu's lap, leaning on the railing and looking down.

In the downstairs hall, a group of rabble gathered at some point, and the leader was dressed in silk clothes, and he looked like a rich man.

As soon as they came in, they overturned a tea table near the door, scaring some of the guests and ran away. Wu Sanli put the pipa on his hips, his eyes wide open, surrounded by a group of waiters hired by the teahouse, holding hands They are all holding guys, and they haven't lost at all in terms of momentum.

"Who is this person?" Shang Chen asked Xiao Jiu while going downstairs.

"It seems that the owner of the Fengyue teahouse diagonally opposite, named He Nan, fell in love with Wu Sanli at the time, thinking he was a girl, and brought a dowry to marry him without even discussing it, but later found out the truth. He often comes to the teahouse to make trouble, and Wu Sanli insists on paying him." Xiao Jiu quickly extracted the person's information, browsed briefly and read the important ones to Shang Chen.

Shang Chen chuckled and said, "It turned out to be someone who picks things up. Then, what background does the He family have?"

"Well, I'm just a landlord, who has money but no power in his family." Xiao Jiu said.

"Tsk...it's too much of a hindrance." Shang Chen was vague, and Xiao Jiu's cheeks were still a little red, so she rubbed her face while he wasn't paying attention.

"...Today you come here to scold me again, if I don't break your leg, you won't know how good I am!" Wu Sanli jumped angrily on the small platform, and scolded He Nan standing far away.

A blush rose on Wu Sanli's cheeks, he grabbed the teacup beside him in a hurry and was about to smash it when someone pressed his hand suddenly.

"Don't worry, I'll deal with him." Shang Chen nodded towards him, pushed aside the guys and walked towards He Nan with a smile.

"Boss He came here every half a month, and he's really diligent." Shang Chen smiled at He Nan holding a teacup, "It must be because the store is free, otherwise it wouldn't be so hard?"

These few words were satirizing that He Nan's business was not as good as that of Qinghui Tea House, and the expression on He Nan's face suddenly collapsed.

Usually when he comes here to make trouble, Murong Tang doesn't care, just let him make trouble, why did he suddenly show up and change his face today?

He Nan couldn't hold back his face, so he used Wu Sanli as a shield and said: "That man who is neither male nor female still owes me a betrothal gift. It has been owed for more than half a year and has not been paid. Today, Boss Murong Under the witness of my father, I came to ask for..."

"Fuck!" Wu Sanli angrily pulled out the hairpin on his head and was about to rush over. Shang Chen motioned to the guy next to him to stop him quickly, "You shameless bastard, when do I owe you? Who are you for those trivial things?" It's as if you want it!"

Shang Chen got a headache from the quarrel, so he smiled and said: "Since Boss He said yes, then it is. You make a list based on the gifts at that time, and I will compensate you for Xiliu."

Wu Sanli's eyes widened, "Boss, what are you doing with this bastard? I don't owe him anything!"

Shang Chen turned his head and gave Wu Sanli a wink, then turned to He Nan in a friendly voice and said, "Boss He comes with me to the box, let's talk about it one by one."