Everyone thinks the spare tire is a god of beauty [Quick Transmigration]

Gu Ting squatted there watching for a while, and the unknown little thing soon stopped flickering.

He couldn't see why, and at the same time, he didn't feel a sense of crisis, so he didn't think about it.

Although he can't think of anything.

After getting dressed and walking out of the bathroom, Gu Ting walked towards the large glass window next to the bed without much interest.

Looking down, you can see the clear holy water pool that has been drained under the circle of snow-white sculptures, surrounded by soldiers guarding tightly.

Even though it was late, there were still a large number of people trying to break through the defense line.

The windows were open, but the commotion below was completely inaudible.

Gu Ting sat by the window, watching the dense lights flickering in the distance in the dark night, quietly waiting for the night wind to dry her wet hair.

Gradually, the people below left one after another, and the sleepiness slowly climbed up.

Gu Ting lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep.

……

The only thing left in the room was a faint bedside lamp that was emitting light.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure quietly appeared beside the bed, casting a faint shadow on the sleeping fallen angel.

The overly astonishing beautiful eyes have been tightly closed, and at this time Gu Ting's aesthetic impact has weakened a little, but it is still moving.

He was lying sideways on the snow-white mattress, with his hands folded in front of him, his body curled up slightly, and the wings on his back curled up into a fragile ball.

It looks like an angel who has just been born and is completely white and unblemished.

But his identity is the opposite, which is really ironic.

Just looking at such a sleeping face, the figure's breathing became a little heavy.

Because of the posture problem, Gu Ting's clothes parted a little casually, revealing the knees and feet soaked in the bath water, which were soft and pink, smoother to the touch than the moisture-rich petals picked just after opening.

Obviously, every part of his body is terribly slender, his ankles can almost be clenched with one hand, but when he turns sideways, the clothes can outline the curve of his waist.

It's hard not to be amazed.

As if aware that her legs were being touched, Gu Ting shrank her feet subconsciously, as if she wanted to bury herself deeper in the bed.

The next moment, the empty mattress behind him suddenly sank, shaking Gu Ting in his sleep.

Like someone got into bed.

The man was silent for a long time, just leaning against Gu Ting's back, as if he was struggling with something in his heart.

Then he finally stretched out his hand to carefully encircle the fallen angel's soft waist, and buried his face in the plump wings.

The hot breath disturbed the wings, and the wings that had fallen into sleep with the master trembled slightly, one side of which was still weakly spread out, without the slightest resistance.

Although the figure did not forcibly imprison Gu Ting, it seemed that he did not intend to let go of the poor pair of wings.

The man's tall nose and lips rubbed against the soft feathers, and he took a deep breath from time to time, as if the pair of broken wings exuded some fascinating fragrance.

Yet all it has is the faint vitality that survives suffering and destruction.

……

When Gu Ting woke up, the warm morning sun had penetrated through the glass windows and filled most of the bed.

He sat up, his eyes were dim, and he looked around in a half-conscious way.

The dark gadget was still where he took it out last night, and the surrounding mattresses were also flat, everything looked normal.

Gu Ting vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a nightmare at night.

It was as if someone was biting his wings.

Although the wings were so tattered that they were almost separated from him into two wholes, they still felt somewhat.

After Gu Ting washed and walked out of the room, a maid at the door lowered her head and stepped forward to lead him to the breakfast hall.

After walking a few steps in the empty corridor, Gu Ting saw a somewhat familiar person.

Standing in front of the French windows in the corridor, Ximao looked at the scenery outside thoughtfully, and immediately sensed Gu Ting's appearance.

He put on a more casual smile: "Fallen Angel... Mister, did you sleep well last night?"

Gu Ting walked towards him: "Not too good."

"Do you know what this is?"

He spread out his palm, revealing the little black thing inside.

It was the first time that Ximao got so close to Gu Ting, and was almost hit by the gradually enlarged beauty of the other party, and the arms hugging his chest unconsciously filled with strength.

Then he withdrew his attention from running wildly and looked at the things in the opponent's hand.

Gu Ting watched him scrutinize the thing for a while, and then showed a subtle expression.

"It's nothing, it should be just a siren or something to protect you."

Gu Ting thanked him.He didn't think it was a dangerous thing, he just asked by the way.

Seeing that Gu Ting wanted to continue to follow the servant, Xi Mao also followed him on his own.

"You discovered this yourself?"

"Hmm." Gu Ting replied.He doesn't like to be disturbed while bathing.

Xi Mao smiled and said nothing.

The two walked to the breakfast hall, and saw Yun Xi who had finished her breakfast sitting impatiently at the table with her legs crossed, and immediately changed her face when she saw Gu Ting, and put down her dangling legs.

However, when he saw Xi Mao beside Gu Ting, his expression immediately changed again.

"I'm two hours late for the fencing class, how long do you want to wait?" Yun Yuying frowned from the main seat.

"I picked Gu Ting back, of course I want to ensure his situation." Yun Xi snapped back impatiently, "Who knows where you will take him once I leave."

"I said that I would guarantee his safety." Yun Yuying rubbed her brows with a serious face, "If you don't go, you don't have to go again in the future."

Yunxi clutched the armrest of the seat and was silent for a moment, then got up.

After all, among all the courses, only the fencing class is what I am most interested in.

"Yo, little prince, remember to study carefully in class, don't be distracted." Xi Mao watched Yun Xi walk out with a dark face, happily.

"Get out." Yun Xi scolded, unwillingly glanced at Gu Ting who had no reaction, and finally left angrily.

The atmosphere remained silent as usual, Gu Ting was stared at by Yun Yuying who had finished her breakfast the whole time, but unexpectedly she ate without hindrance.

"Come with me later." Yun Yuying said to Gu Ting.

Gu Ting had no objection, just nodded.

Ximao raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Yuying, but he received a glance that implied menace.

"Prince Ximao, let's go out of the palace for a stroll, it's not easy to come here."

Yun Yuying said lightly.

Afterwards, Gu Ting followed Yun Yuying through long and gorgeous spacious corridors and entered a huge room.

In the center of the light-golden room, a column of water flows straight down from above, sparkling under the light, and gathers in the pool below.

"This is the holy pool." Yun Yuying said, and closed the door.

"Rumors were raging yesterday, and you know that. As the lord of a country, it is impossible to fool the people with this method alone. They need a more definite answer." Yun Yuying looked at Gu Ting and said word by word.

The empty room was filled only with the sound of water and the echo of voices.

"So, I need to record a scene where you go into the pool and come out again," he said.

Gu Ting wanted to say that this had something to do with him, but the fact is that his own behavior led to the current situation.

"The public riots will severely damage the order of Yun Nation, not to mention that it has spread all over the world. Do you think you will be safe without the protection of Yun Nation?"

Yun Yuying had a clear mind and did not blame Gu Ting too much, but instead analyzed the situation with reason and evidence.

The voice also carried a touch of majesty, and the words that came out were very convincing.

Although Gu Ting felt that it didn't matter if he was protected or not, since he caused trouble, he should do as the other party said.

Anyway, it doesn't affect my own plot.

"Okay." He nodded.

Yun Yuying nodded slightly, turned her body sideways and signaled: "Go in directly."

After the voice fell, the water column above the head immediately stopped delivering water, and the huge pool returned to calm.

"Go in with your clothes on?" Gu Ting asked him.

Yun Yuying's forehead twitched, he thought about how many reasons Gu Ting would use to refuse, but he never thought that the other party would ask such a question.

"...wear."

Gu Ting didn't hesitate, took off his shoes and walked in.

Although it is an indoor holy water pool, the water in the pool is not cold, as if it has been adjusted to the most suitable temperature for the human body in advance.

After burying himself in the pool, Gu Ting slowly stood up again.

The same beautiful appearance as before entering was reappeared. Glowing drops of water continuously slipped from the cheeks and the tip of the nose and dripped on the thin collarbone. The slender waist was faintly revealed in the slightly see-through clothing.

How beautiful it is when you go in, it is still the same when you come out.

It is impossible to imagine how many days such a memorandum will occupy the topic No. 1 if it is released on the whole network.

Gu Ting saw Yun Yuying holding a dry bath towel in his hand, and walked towards him naturally, but the other party didn't put the towel on him, but grabbed his arm instead.

The freshly hydrated skin is softer and moisturised than usual.

Gu Ting raised his head to look at Yun Yuying, whose eyes were dim and unclear, and tried to break free, but it was useless.

"What are you doing?" Gu Ting asked, frowning uncomfortably.

His arm hurts from being pinched.

Yun Yuying didn't speak, but he was always handsome and calm, his face was full of forbearance at this time, his eyes seemed to be able to burn people.

Gu Ting lost the previous indifferent expression, like a pretty bird finally aware of the danger, and began to flap its wings in a panic to break free from the cage.

In a panic, he raised his hand to press the face of the other party who was falling, and was easily restrained by pinching his wrist in the next second.

Yun Yuying lowered her head slowly, and gradually approached Gu Ting's cheek.

Hot, scorching hot, Gu Ting's nose fluttered slightly, his eyes widened like a frightened rabbit, and his eyelashes trembled.

Seeing that Yun Yuying was about to touch those soft but tightly pressed lips.

There was a sudden loud noise outside the door.

"Yun Yuying, open the door quickly!" Ximao's voice was accompanied by the sound of kicking the door, and there was a commotion.

Yun Yuying let go of her hand: "Go in, don't come out."

The King of Yunguo looked handsome and dignified, and Gu Ting never felt that he was a threat to him.

He clutched his pinched arm, and quietly wiped away the tears that almost overflowed.

Even the wings are still shaking tremblingly.

Yun Yuying opened the door and saw Xi Mao and Yun Lei standing at the door.

"What for?" he asked.

"Where's Gu Ting? He's inside too." Xi Mao glared at Yun Yuying with anger still on his face.

"He's not here." Yun Yuying replied calmly.

Then, he saw the other two looking behind him.

Gu Ting was standing behind him, there was a circle of shocking red marks on his arm, his eyes were still red, and even his body was soaked.

"He brought me to shoot the actual recording." Gu Ting said, his voice still trembling.

Then, Yun Yuying was caught off guard and punched violently.

"You really deserve to be a king!"

"The news that has been blocked a long time ago is still an excuse! You think I don't know that you have blocked the news yesterday? Most people in Yunguo don't even know about it!"

Xi Mao looked at Yun Yuying who was knocked back by him and roared angrily.

The author has something to say:

What bad thoughts does the king have, he just wants to suck the feathers of a beautiful bird [grievance to fingers]

not attack ha