Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

"Master, why did you get out of bed without your shoes on again? Get out of bed carefully." Yiliu walked into the room with a white ceramic cup in her hand, and saw a slightly pale young man in a thin white underwear with long hair draped over his shoulders. Standing barefoot on the ground, I don't know what to think.

"No problem."

His thoughts were interrupted, Feng Ze turned around and met the little maid's delicate round eyes.

The pupils are clearly black and white, but I don't know if it's because of the sunlight, but they faintly reveal a bit of indifference and alienation. When these eyes look at you, it is clearly a careless and casual gesture, but they can always attract all the souls of people unexpectedly.

Willing to live for him, willing to die for him.

Yiliu's face was slightly hot, even though she was used to seeing the master's exquisite face like glass, she couldn't help but marvel secretly, his appearance was like a heavenly being, and she would never forget it when she saw it.

However, Yiliu thought, the young master seems to be different today.

"Liu'er, what day is it today?"

The jade-like index finger lightly tapped the forehead, Feng Ze thought of the time when he wore it, the news of the "beauty pageant" had already been released, but because the original body was busy with the business of sealing the mansion a few days ago, and his feet were not on the ground, yesterday again I found good wine and fine wine with my friends, and I was stupefied and drunk for a while, so the memory of the approaching few days, this body is a bit blurry.

"Master, you have forgotten the date." Yiliu handed over the porcelain cup in his hand, and said empathetically, "Today is the day you set for the 'beauty pageant', and the servants got your invitation from a few days ago. Command, I am busy preparing the banquet at this time, waiting for the delicate guests to come to our house. Just now, the steward asked the servants to ask you, saying that you want to arrange for all the girls and princes in the backyard to attend the banquet tonight?"

Hearing this, Feng Ze glanced at her with a half-smile: "Let the steward make arrangements, the governors come to complain in front of the master."

Knowing that the master is the most annoying to others in front of her, hearing the young master's tone, Yiliu lowered her head knowingly, and said softly: "Then servant will go down to explain things to the manager?"

"Go." Closing his eyes and waving his hands, Feng Ze felt a headache when he thought of Yingying Yanyan in the original owner's backyard.

To be honest, after traveling through several worlds, he has never seen anyone like the original body.Because as mentioned before, the original body was raised as carefully as twins since he was a child, and the pampering and indulgence made him three points more arrogant and reckless than others, but in some respects, despite his ruthless personality, The original body can be considered simple...

For example, the original body is addicted to alcohol, so he really stays with him every day, and is willing to throw thousands of dollars to get drunk.

The original body loves beauties, so he really just simply loves that beautiful skin.

Even on the day when the original body died in the original plot, his understanding of love was still limited to the lingering love in the storybook. Because his parents died young, he had no elders to teach him, and it was more or less hindered by him. In short, the original owner successfully avoided all "disharmonious" options for his delicate and indistinguishable face.

Until his death, the original body was so pure that he knew almost nothing about the things under the bed.

And the group of cowardly Yingyans he raised in the backyard are really just like antique collections, collected for eye-catching enjoyment.

Under the service of the servants, I changed my clothes and had breakfast.Feng Ze followed the usual steps of the original body, first read the account book, then asked the steward to ask questions, and when the sun gradually rose, he packed up his clothes and went into the study room, got the copybook, and just passed the time until noon. meal.

Thinking that tonight he would face off against the protagonist Shou, Feng Ze frowned slightly, and paused vigorously with his pen, a large group of ink dots suddenly appeared on the flowing rice paper.

Emma, ​​so ugly...

Couldn't bear to look any longer, and was about to replace the rice paper, when there was a slight sound of footsteps at the door of the room.Turning his head and looking sideways, Feng Ze found that the young man who recklessly entered the study was only wearing a shabby shabby shirt with a coarse cloth bunt, and there were some unnatural dark stains on his face, but the wrist exposed while holding the water basin was unexpectedly white and shiny .

"...Who allowed you to come in now?" Seeing the young man's attire in front of him, Feng Ze's pupils shrank, and there was a bit of sharpness in his brows.

"I, I..." His eyes flickered, but there was still a trace of confusion in Shen Nianyuan's round and bright eyes.

He was also temporarily arranged by the supervisor to clean the study room just now, but why was there someone in it?

And this person is still so...

Looking at the person in front of him who was dressed in a silver robe, with outstanding temperament, and tall and tall, Shen Nianyuan's eyes couldn't stop sliding upwards, and with just one glance, he looked into those sharp but cold eyes.

Obviously the owner of these eyes was arrogant and disdainful when looking at him, but in his opinion, there was an inexplicably arrogant attitude in the young man's expression, very much like the beautiful shorthair he had raised in his previous life. .

Hesitating to put the wooden basin in his hand on the table, Shen Nianyuan once again touched the pair of cold narrow phoenix eyes, and couldn't help but make an innocent expression.

"Get out!" With a soft scold, Feng Ze turned around and stopped looking at him, why is the plot in his heart different from what was agreed?Now it's too hurt to face the protagonist by this big Buddha!

"The steward told me to clean up the study as soon as possible..." Shen Nianyuan couldn't help but feel a sense of loss when he saw the man turn around. With a rag in his hand, he said in a clear voice, "I will keep my voice very low." The one who disturbed you moved very quickly, look at this..."

"..." Reject or agree?

Facing the protagonist's role full of lethality, Feng Ze had to bear his temper, and said with a cold face: "I'll give you time for a cup of tea."

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, Shen Nianyuan hurriedly responded, and quickly started to clean the study room which was actually not dusty.Wringing a wet cloth in his hand, his eyes peeked at the desk from time to time, only to hear a "bang", but the wooden basin fell from the table, and Shen Nianyuan, who was bending over to wipe the table and stool, was suddenly caught by the dirty water Splashed in the face.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Covering his throat and coughing, Shen Nianyuan frowned with his delicate eyebrows, and glanced flusteredly at the desk for a while.Oops……

Sure enough, the handsome young man with exquisite facial features furrowed his brows fiercely at this time, the displeasure of being disturbed was nakedly displayed on his face, and the air pressure in his body was almost so cold that it would drop to pieces.

"Dirty." Yan Kong chose to blurt out.

But in the next second, he even had the desire to kill himself.

[The protagonist suffers is what you can say?Believe it or not, he can blacken you to death in minutes! ] The data chooses the right color and controls the way.

"...I'm sorry." The light in his eyes dimmed, and Shen Nianyuan lowered his head, letting the dripping stains drip from the broken hair on his forehead, with a humble posture, like a poor little quail.

For a moment, Feng Ze thought he saw himself who traveled through the world for the first time.

But that's not the point, the point is...

The point is, color control needs to be remedied!

Jubi can't make the protagonist hate himself just because of this, hey!

Squinting his eyes, Feng Ze glanced at Shen Nianyuan's white face that was accidentally exposed after being wet by sewage with slightly disgusted eyes, after thinking for a while, he ordered to the little servant in front of him: "Come here."

With tears in his heart, secretly complaining about the avatar of this body, Feng Ze looked at Shen Nianyuan who was hesitantly walking towards him step by step, and took out a pure white brocade handkerchief from his bosom.

"It's dirty."

He repeated, but couldn't help but use gentle force on his hand, and wiped the dirt on the little servant's forehead with a brocade handkerchief.

The fair and delicate face gradually appeared, Feng Ze secretly sighed Shen Nianyuan's uniquely handsome appearance, his heart moved, his fingertips slid across the young man's eyebrows, as expected, the filth receded, and a light red birthmark that was about to bloom appeared on him in front of you.

Shen Nianyuan's identity was clearly revealed.

He hesitated for a moment in his heart, but Feng Ze's finger slipped down to the young man's jaw first, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a little bewitching color in the corner of his eyes. With helpless eyes, he said with a half-smile, "Are you Shuang'er?"