[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

The scolding sounded like a thunderbolt that instantly knocked his sanity back. The traverser suddenly pushed Huai'an away, glanced at his unobstructed chest, and his face was pale.

In the past, I might have told myself that beauties are just poor breasts.

But now, he just feels sick.

The traverser suddenly came back to his senses, covered his mouth and backed away quickly, and left the scene in the blink of an eye, running to nowhere. A few times, with a hideous face——

"Damn bitch! If I don't fuck you gays and lovers to death, I won't be named Ye!"

And behind a rockery behind the traverser, a pair of bright eyes flickered slightly, and a gleam of disgust suddenly flashed in the bottom of them.

The girl with long black hair and a thick cloak frowned slightly as she looked at the violent and distorted face of the traverser.

After all, the plot allows the two to meet, but it is different from the encounter in the previous life. Although Gu Yanyuan had no love for the time traveler at that time, she developed a good impression because of the time traveler's care and consideration. At that time, the time traveler had not yet revealed herself. The essence of being a playboy.

Just because of that little favor, Gu Yanyuan chose Huaining as her husband.

However, this time, the same encounter resulted in a different future because of different circumstances.

The girl stood there watching for a while, impatient to continue listening to the other party's foul language, and simply turned and left.

And all of this, the traverser knows nothing——

The moonlight was hazy, shrouded in the clear light, and Huai An, who had lost his restraint, went limp and fell to the ground with a thud.

He looked up at the young man leaping down from the pavilion, with despair and emptiness in his tearful eyes, he closed his eyes not to look at Luo Yuan, his whole body began to tremble unconsciously.

Against the moonlight, Luo Yuan's tall figure fell on the ground lightly like a fairy, and the gray and green plain clothes fluttered with the wind. He was like a fairy who came on the moon, looking down at the desperate people on the ground, with an inexplicable expression on his face. sighed and fell beside him.

He saw Huai'an's disheveled clothes, and also saw his flat chest. He paused slightly, and unconsciously froze for a moment.

"……Miss."

"Don't come over here!" Huai'an screamed, grabbing the blades of grass on the ground, and shivering back.

Luo Yuan pursed her lips, feeling at a loss.

He saw the fear and uneasiness on the young man's face, his unquestionably flat chest, and his trembling crouching.

The young man paused and turned his back. An inexplicable flame ignited. He pursed his lips and silently recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart, clasped his hands together: "Little... Miss, I'm fine."

As soon as the words were finished, the young man hugged him suddenly, his winking eyes were full of mockery.

"Do you think I'm dirty too?"

Luo Yuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "...No."

"Liar! Then why don't you look at me!?" Huai'an pushed him away abruptly, his gaze complaining.

Luo Yuan staggered to a standstill, sighed helplessly, turned around and looked at him with a faint gaze.

Huai'an's body smelled heavily of alcohol, and his footsteps wobbled when he stood still. Somehow, he was crying and laughing, and then stretched out his hand to caress his face.

"Men...don't all like skins?"

"Do you also want to have a good time with me? En?" The wicked young man raised his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his charm bloomed presumptuously.

The black-haired, blue-eyed, peerless young man walked towards him step by step, like a monster stepping on a lotus, drawing Luo Yuan's mind unconsciously, his heartbeat was restless, uncontrollably dense like drums.

The sound of bang bang is a scene of flowers blooming in spring.

In a trance, he saw the young man approaching, like the sparks of the collision between soldiers and iron horses, burning to the tip of his heart little by little.

Luo Yuan's throat moved slightly, and he took a step back subconsciously.

"Why do you hide from me? People in the world are greedy for my beauty, love my body, and are obsessed with my charm and affection, but there is only one person in this world who can avoid me, avoid me, and even despise me, and that is my handsome brother." The young man was at a loss. Grabbing his robe, looking up at him, "Tell me, are you my handsome brother? Only a handsome brother treats me sincerely in this world."

The young man's heart throbbed slightly, and pity poured out unconsciously.

Although Huai'an is not very old, he has long been famous in brothels. Thinking of this, Luo Yuan's heart ached, he pursed his lips and didn't know how to answer.

"Handsome brother, are you my handsome brother?" The young man grabbed his hem, threw himself in front of him, stepped on his feet, and looked at him expectantly.

Luo Yuan unconsciously stretched out one hand to protect the crumbling Huai'an, and raised his palm with one hand. He looked at the boy's expectant eyes, and the words rolled into his throat suddenly choked, and his trembling lips seemed to be dry. Dry water, can no longer make a sound.

He wanted to say: no.

But he couldn't say it, he was afraid that such a short word would ruin Huai'an's future, that he would be disheartened and return to the brothel to be lonely and helpless, and he would be worried all his life.

He wanted to say: yes.

But his heart is towards the bright moon, he has no hope in this life, and has been lost in confusion all his life. He is ignorant and alienated from the world of mortals.

Luo Yuan pursed his lips, looked down at the young man's delicate posture, and sighed softly.

"Miss, it's late at night, let's... go back."

"Are you my handsome brother?" He blushed and looked at him with drunken eyes.

Huai An was drunk, he stepped on Luo Yuan's feet, his shell-like round and lovely toes curled up slightly, he held Luo Yuan, asked repeatedly, twisted his body unconsciously, and looked at him with winking eyes.

Luo Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed the flame in his heart, and tried to tear him away from himself, but he found helplessly that Huai An was clung to him like a vicious shrew, and inadvertently provoked Luo Yuan's heart numbness. The flame of the fire is like a small fire that has just ignited. It is very small, but it cannot be extinguished.

Huaian asked him unrelentingly: "Handsome brother~ are you my handsome brother? Can you tell me, okay~"

He is obviously a man, but he is charming and affectionate like a woman.

Luo Yuan was a little at a loss, he closed his eyes and silently recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart, his lips trembled, and in the end he decided to directly touch the sleeping point of the other party.

The young man didn't realize it, and suddenly his body went limp, and he was about to fall to the ground. The young man grabbed him with his long arms and brought him back into his arms.

Luo Yuan picked up his clothes, closed his eyes and put them on for him, then hugged the limp and sleepy Huai An, looking down at his tightly wrinkled brows.

The young man sighed softly, stretched out his hand to smooth his frowning brow——

"Your answer, next... can't say."

Because it is wrong to say it, it is better not to say it.

The young man jumped up with Huaian in his arms, and disappeared into the courtyard in an instant, leaving only the broken wine jars and the group of empty jars discarded in the pavilion.

As soon as Huaian woke up from a hangover, it was already the evening of the second day after Huaian opened his eyes, and the first round of finals in Feijian Villa was almost over. He rubbed his temples, looked up and saw the dilapidated temple, and in the lowered eyes, he saw himself There are thick straw and blue-gray cloth under the body.

His fingers were propped on the cloth, his knuckles were clearly defined, and the other hand lifted the hair that ran across his cheeks. Huai An looked at the young man sitting cross-legged not far away.

The young man was wearing a thin white undershirt, with red blood still oozing faintly from his body, and in front of him was a fire that had turned into ashes.

Huai An pursed his lips, gathered his clothes, and stepped on the ground with his bare toes. The bells on his ankles rang, which woke up the young man who was meditating.

Luo Yuan looked back at Huai'an: "Miss, you're awake."

"...En." Huai'an responded silently, then pursed his lips, tidied up his clothes, and turned to walk outside the broken temple.

Seeing this, Luo Yuan, who felt slightly lost unconsciously, asked him: "Miss, where are you going?"

Huai An's footsteps paused slightly, and he looked at Luo Yuan: "Don't you despise me? Aren't you happy that I'm leaving?"

"...I haven't thought about it that way." Before Luo Yuan could say another word, Huai An walked in suddenly, took out a new string of Buddhist beads from his bosom and stuffed it into his bosom.

Luo Yuan froze for a moment, grabbed the new sandalwood beads, the beads were round and smooth, and the faint incense was very similar to the incense on Huai'an, he subconsciously grabbed the beads and looked up at Huai'an.

Huai'an's eyes were red, his long hair was loose, and there was a bit of grievance on his soft face: "I bought this for you before, but I almost forgot to give it to you. Now I will give it to you. From now on, I will buy it again." I won't bother you anymore."

"Miss!"

The young man suddenly grabbed the young man's wrist, and under the suspicious eyes of the other party, he brewed for a while, and his ears blushed unconsciously.

"My...no, I don't find you annoying."

"Don't comfort me, I know you dislike me as a brothel girl."

Huai'an was talking, pretending not to see Luo Yuan's strange eyes, and said cheekily, "I was drunk last night, and I don't remember what happened. If I did something to you, please don't take it." Difficult."

"Farewell today, I will return to my homeland, and never set foot in the Central Plains again."

Hearing this, Luo Yuan unconsciously increased his grip on the boy's wrist: "You want to go back? Where?"

"That's right, I originally came from the Western Regions, but it was just a coincidence that I came to the Central Plains. Now that I have redeemed myself, and you don't want me, I will go home."

As Huai An spoke, tears poured out of his eyes unconsciously, hazy covering his light blue eyes.

His expression was weeping, and the brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had lost the vigor he had seen in the past.

Luo Yuan's fingertips tightened slightly, and his heart felt slightly sour.

He shouldn't have such an expression, such an emotion.

He should have a presumptuous smile, a charming look, and his pair of affectionate and beautiful eyes.

The young man trembled his lips, looked at Huai'an's slightly foggy eyes, unknowingly raised his hand holding the Buddhist beads, and slowly brushed his index finger across the end of his eyes to wipe away his tears.

"I... didn't dislike you."

The author has something to say

Huaian: Where is my handsome brother? ? ? ?

Luo Yuan: Here.

Huai'an: Hee hee, the handsome guy is so good~ Meme chirp

Luo Yuan (ears are red): Miss, someone is watching...

Huaian: What are you afraid of! ?Jealous of them! ╭(╯^╰)╮