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

This is the first time that Gu Ting appeared in the eyes of everyone with a normal posture after coming to Yunguo.

Although Xi Kingdom's visit this time was relatively hasty and did not cause a small commotion like before, quite a number of servants and soldiers in the huge palace hall were standing orderly on both sides of the palace and at the entrance, and the pomp was not insignificant.

As Gu Ting walked on the red carpet, he felt that the eyes of the entire palace were looking at him.

Even Xiyu stopped talking and looked at him with interest.

Even wearing a mask, Gu Ting can clearly see the outside world.The whole hall of the palace looked like a luxurious box glowing with pale gold. Xi Yu and Yun Yuying sat side by side in the highest position, with young faces either familiar or unfamiliar to him.

After being summoned back, Yunxi also appeared in the second place, looking at Gu Ting closely with an uneasy expression.

The clothes Yun Yuying chose for Gu Ting were long-sleeved, covering his tender arms, and the fabric was thicker, as if trying to cover up his figure.

But it was useless. When Gu Ting walked forward slowly, he could still see the soft and slender waist. Every step seemed to be taken very lightly. His whole posture was even more perfect than that of Yun Lei, who was educated in etiquette next to him.

Not like a mortal.

Xi Yu stared at the charming figure who didn't show any sign of flinching, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes that glowed with a faint red gold gradually deepened.

Yun Lei walked under the main seat and bowed.

"Leilei is beautiful again, go and sit down." Xi Yu said with a smile, but her gaze was still on Gu Ting. .

Gu Ting stood still and did not move, Yun Lei turned her head to look at him a few times, sighed softly and walked to the side.

"The fallen angels come from the heavens, don't they even know how to salute?" Xi Yu said with a smile while leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.

Gu Ting frowned slightly, and the small half of thin white fingers protruding from under the long sleeves slightly hooked the cuffs.

He really doesn't know how to salute.

If all the current behaviors and habits are the past body memory, then the act of saluting must have never appeared in the memory.

"Ah, could it be that his brain is broken after being polluted?" In the empty palace, there was only Xi Yu's sarcasm taunting.

Gu Ting glanced at Yun Yuying, who was sitting on the main seat expressionlessly, and didn't really want to respond to Xi Yu.

Fortunately, Yun Lei had told him not to speak as much as possible before, after all, he himself did not like to speak on such occasions.

"come here."

Xi Yu leaned back with a relaxed expression, as if she didn't care about Gu Ting's silence.

In the palace hall of Yunguo and under the eyes of everyone, he let the polluted fallen angel take the throne like a master.

Gu Ting looked up at the other party's handsome smiling young face, it didn't look like he had three children at all.

After hesitating for a moment, he still walked forward obediently.

Gu Ting has no sense of hierarchy, and he doesn't think there is any problem in assuming the main position, he just doesn't want to be close to Xi Yu.

Worse than not wanting to get close to Yun Yuying.

Everyone looked at the thin fallen angel silently walking in front of the king of Xi Kingdom on the South Road——

Then he was grabbed by the wrist.

"Well……"

Gu Ting was pulled forward and staggered forward, almost falling onto Xi Yu's lap.

"Father, what are you doing?" Sitting beside him, Ximao finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Ximao actually hesitated when sending news to his father. He knew who his father was, so he was also worried that if his father came, he might attack Gu Ting, so he only told Xiyu about the fallen angel. There was news about the cleansing, but nothing was mentioned about Gu Ting's beauty.

After all, he is still more unwilling to let Gu Ting be monopolized by Yun Guo.

It's just that Xi Mao didn't expect that even though Gu Ting's face was firmly covered, his father's interest in Gu Ting was still unbelievably high.

Gu Ting propped his free hand on the armrest of Xiyu's chair, and did not fall down. Under the veil, he pursed his tender lips unhappily.

"I'll just study it, study it a little bit." Xi Yu looked at Yun Yuying with a smile in his eyes.

"...just a lowly and dirty fallen angel, don't get your hands dirty." Yun Yuying responded without moving her face.

"That's what I said. But...he probably isn't as dirty as mine." Xi Yu smiled slightly, and the whole palace fell into dead silence when he said these words.

Just as Gu Ting stood up straight, Xi Yu irrationally grabbed his wrist and turned him over. Immediately, the entire palace was displayed in front of Gu Ting, and he became the tallest person standing in the palace.

Then, Gu Ting felt a needle-like pain from his back, which was not severe but immediately spread all over the nerves, and the stimulation made his fingertips tense.

"What are you doing!" Gu Ting couldn't hold back and shouted in a low voice, as if he was finally annoyed, he was so angry that he wanted to turn around.

Although the sound was not loud, the soft voice from the Fallen Angel still reached everyone's ears in the palace hall with its own amplification effect.

"Don't move." Xi Yu said in a deep voice, it was rare that there was no smile in his words.One hand fixed Gu Ting's waist, and the other hand pushed aside the wings on his back, exposing the blackened wing roots.

Gu Ting's clothes were specially designed, two slits were cut out of the two shoulder blades, so that the wings could stick out of the clothes.

Xiyu caressed the base of Gu Ting's wings delicately, the seams of his clothes were slightly torn apart, revealing a little bit of the snow-white skin on his back.

The veil couldn't cover the back of the fallen angel's neck, and a faint fragrance spread in Xiyu's nose, a bit cold but with a hint of sweetness.

Gu Ting's wings were uncomfortable being touched by the opponent's callused fingertips, and he stood there biting his lip in a very unhappy mood.

Then he felt the person behind him leaning forward, as if he was approaching his ear.

Xiyu's voice was hoarse, like some kind of burning coals.

"It turns out that the smell of fallen angels is even more fragrant than that of archangels."

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