[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

What could be more shocking than their face-to-face beauty! ?

No!

Fans: "...Mama asked me why I was licking my screen, don't ask me why...emmm."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Mozun-sama is super beautiful!!! Super restored ahhhhhh! Especially his eyes!!! Five-star praise!!!"

"Please my little brother's phone system 101 number! I want to be his wife! Thank you!!!"

"I also ask my little brother to call +1."

Heizi: It's really a slap in the face, this face really hurts——

Not long ago, the sunspots who were tearing up the rubbish of Demon Zun's appearance were afraid to speak.

Next is the madness of Sisi fans——

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Right clicked to save!"

"There is such a good-looking little brother in this world!! Ahhh, I want to fan him!"

"Fan him +1!"

"I don't accept anyone, but his appearance!"

"Has anyone noticed the color of his eyes!? It's light gray! There seems to be a sea of ​​stars in it! It's super beautiful! Please come to the color contact system No. 101!!"

Among all the fixed-makeup photos, there are a total of nine pictures. Most of the outer circles are dark clothes, black ancient robes with gold trim, wide and flowing cuffs, and the young man has a cold face and eyes looking at everything in the world, just like miracles.

His facial features are extremely beautiful, his brows are aggravated and slightly tilted, outlining an evil and charming arc. Occasionally, one or two corners of his lips are drawn up in a smile that is not a smile, and there is a little frivolous and seductive expression in his eyes, which is in line with the person behind his background. The magma formed a magnificent color, and the dark breath rushed to the face.

And the one in the middle is a silhouette image released by the government a week ago. The young man is lazily lying on the throne, with thousands of blue silks spread out like silk and satin, squinting his eyes with endless charm. Beside him, countless witches dressed in revealing and bold dark black knelt, stood, crawled, held wine glasses, and presented grapes, one by one their slender hands stretched out to Lord Mozun.

His red robe is spacious and messy, and it seems to have endless charm, spreading across the face.

The fans couldn't help screaming, they took off Huai'an's scarf one after another, and ran to leave a message under his scarf: "Is Master Mozun short of a warm bed?"

"Is the Lord Mozun missing the pendant?"

"Master Mozun, can I ask for something?"

"Master Mozun, can I marry you!!! Me! Gender! Male!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Mozun-sama, please take a look at me! I love you, love you, love you, love you~!"

Countless beliefs struck from all directions like long threads, wrapping around his weak soul, jumping and jumping, arousing an inexplicable power in his body.

Huai'an stretched out his hand, and a thick black mist slowly formed a black crow. The red-eyed, black-haired crow tilted its head, then flew to Huai'an's shoulder, and rubbed his cheek.

It's a bit miserable to come to this world, but...it's not without benefits.

Huai'an thought to himself, then brushed away the crow on his shoulder, and let the crow turn into black mist and melt into his body.

He walked to the window of the hotel and opened the curtains casually. The sunlight outside the house was just right, with a slight warmth in his heart. Huai'an curled his lips. Just as he was about to wash up, he suddenly saw a balloon flying up from the ground— —

Banners were hung on the balloons, piercing into the eyes in all directions like heavenly maids scattered flowers. The young man was slightly taken aback, looking at the words printed on the balloon banners.

"Master Mozun belongs to me alone! ╭(╯^╰)╮"

"Master Mozun is my wife! ╭(╯^╰)╮"

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, I love you~ just like a mouse loves rice~"

"Only I can marry Lord Mozun! ╭(╯^╰)╮"

"Baby I love you love you love you! (づ￣3￣)づ"

"Baby, have you seen it? I like you so much!"

All kinds of balloons flew away one after another, and the noise downstairs was in stark contrast to the silence in the bedroom upstairs.

Huai'an curled the corners of his lips helplessly, but he had to admit that Qiao Zhen, a playboy, had very good means.

If it is a girl or boy who has never been in love, it may be moved to tears.

However... the smile on Lord Mozun's face flashed, and when he was about to close the curtain with a cold face, suddenly three balloons floating side by side flew past with a banner.

It said: "Baby, please open the door~ There will be a surprise when you open the door~"

Huaian raised his eyebrows slightly, adjusted his facial expression, closed the curtains with a cold face, and opened the hotel door.

Outside the door, a row of roses arranged in the shape of a heart appeared in Huai'an's sight, and the young man stood in the center of the flowers, holding another 99 roses in his hands, and said affectionately: "Baby, we Let's get married~"

Huaian closed the door expressionlessly.

"Not baby! Wait, wait—"

Qiao Zhen watched his darling close the door, he didn't even bother to cast a look of disgust at himself, and immediately lay down in front of the door.

"Baby, I was wrong! Don't get married, don't get married, I'm joking~ Baby, please open the door~ I'm homeless now!"

The sound of young people crying and howling was heard outside the door. The director who lives next door in Huai'an couldn't help opening the door, with his arms and beer belly open, and sprayed directly: "Who, who is crying and howling in the hotel early in the morning!? What's the noise! ? Didn’t you see that non-employees are not allowed to enter or leave here!?”

After rubbing his eyes again, he found that it was Qiao Zhen, and immediately apologized with a smile: "So it's Qiao Ershao, Ershao, what are you doing this early in the morning?"

Qiao Zhen had a cold face: "None of your business!?"

The director touched his nose and consciously went back to his room and closed the door.

As for the sound of Qiao Zhenfang lying in front of the door and howling like a wolf... well, he didn't hear or see it.

With no one in the way to disturb him, Qiao Zhen wailed with all his heart: "My dear, please open the door, please? I'm really joking, so don't worry! If you don't open the door again, I, I..."

He thought for a long time, but he didn't expect one or two words that could threaten Huai'an, but he choked himself up instead.

Qiao Zhen felt wronged.

He steals him. Mother is wronged.

Thinking that the handsome Qiao Ershao is coaxing a starlet here, if others find out, he will laugh out loud!

But...he was happy to do it!

The more he thought about it, the more pleased Qiao Er Shao was about to continue howling, but the door opened.

Huai'an changed into a simple shirt and trousers, with picturesque eyebrows, raised his eyes lightly, as quiet as the moon, elegant and refined.

"Stop calling."

Master Mozun said: "What are you doing here today?"

Qiao Zhen usually came to visit the class if he had something to do, and occasionally he would sneak into the hotel and get under his bed. Huaian didn't bother with him, but... getting married today?

What's the trouble?

Huai'an was thinking whether he was having a convulsion or something, Qiao Zhen obediently explained to himself: "I am here to give my wife a gift."

"Are you my wife?"

Qiao Zhen, who stared brightly at Huai'an, had persistent eyes, but whenever Huai'an said "no", he would continue to cry and howl.

Huai'an deeply understood his ability to pester people, so he could only nod his head expressionlessly.

Qiao Zhen suddenly took out a large stack of papers from his arms and stuffed them into Huai'an's hands, then raised his eyes to look at him: "Honey, this is all my house, and I give it all to you."

His eyes were hot, shining like jewels shining in the sun.

Huai An picked up the stack of papers and raised his eyebrows slightly: "A house?"

"Yes, yes!" Qiao Ershao looked at him like a pug, "So baby, I'm already a homeless poor man, so you...don't plan to take me in?"

"So you mean, you want to live with me?"

Huaian smiled and asked him.

The smile was shallow yet gentle, the young man's smile swept Qiao Zhen's heart like a spring breeze.

Qiao Zhen couldn't help but rejoice: "Yes, yes."

His daughter-in-law's smile is so beautiful, I want to take a picture of it as a souvenir.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw the smile on his daughter-in-law's face disappear, turning into a lump of ice, as if winter was approaching——

"Qiao Zhen! Are you kidding me? We've only been dating for less than four months, and you're going to live with me!?"

"What do you mean by taking these house transfer contracts? Are you looking down on me and not being able to buy a house by myself in the future?"

Qiao Zhen was taken aback for a moment, then lost his temper as he looked at Huai An foolishly.

He didn't understand why he lost his temper so much after he gave him all the houses.

Qiao Ershao felt aggrieved, he lowered his head and whispered: "I, I thought you would be happy..."

"I don't need your house, or your stinky money!"

When Huai An said this, his heart was bleeding a little, he took a deep breath, and stared coldly at the aggrieved young man.

The young man reached out and grabbed Huai'an's cuff, and whispered, "Bao, baby, you, don't be angry, okay~"

His cautious appearance was like treating his precious jewels, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he felt a little more lost.

It seemed that seeing the ears on the top of his head drooping down, that inexplicably ugly and cute feeling really softened Master Mozun's heart.

"I am not angry."

Huai'an sighed softly, stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and asked him, "I'm just having trouble with myself."

From the original owner's diary, it can be seen that the original owner is a man with a lot of backbone.

He doesn't want to accept the food that comes at you, and he doesn't want to accept the unspoken rules. Even if he starves to death, he still doesn't step on the bottom line and don't cross the threshold.

If this original owner was born in the three thousand worlds and became one of the thousands of monks, he must have died early in that world that eats people but does not spit out bones.

But he lived in this comfortable modern society, so he was lucky to live to be 21 years old.

Mozun likes to experience other people's lives, so he is naturally willing to maintain the temperament of the original owner.

He pushed Qiao Zhen away, threw the contract to him again, and said, "I don't need your house or your money, I just need resources."

"In the future... I will earn my own money; I will buy my house; I will also buy the car I want. One day, I will become the person with the highest honor in the entertainment circle."

The author has something to say

Huai'an: I don't accept cheap food.

Qiao Zhen: Daughter-in-law, this is the soup I made, you can taste it yourself, just eat it~(づ￣3￣)づ

Huai'an: I don't accept unspoken rules.

Qiao Zhen: Daughter-in-law, I am pursuing you seriously, you are my boyfriend, there are no unspoken rules.

Huaian: I don't want your stinky money.

Qiao Zhen: It doesn't matter, I secretly set up a film crew for my daughter-in-law, and spend money to buy resources to make money for my baby.