After I dressed as a stickman, I had sex with the male protagonist of Mary Sue [Transmigration Book]

For as long as Gu Beiyu and Yan Nanchuan kissed, Situ Yousang cried alone for a long time. By the time the task completion notification sounded in his mind, round and smooth pearls had already rolled around their feet, and Situ Yousang Sang had been completely buried by the pearl hill, leaving only a water-blue fish tail protruding from the bottom of the pearl hill, trembling slightly from time to time with a low sobbing sound.

The two reasonably dug Situ Yousang out of the pearl hill and threw him into the soft shell sofa.

Situ You Sangsheng glanced at the red and swollen lips and the rosy face of the two of them without love, the handsome facial features shrank suddenly, and burst into tears again, one after another water blue sleek pearls From Situ Yousang's two big eyes swollen into light bulbs, they fell down cracklingly, and the sound when they hit the ground was clear and moving, and the number was so large that they directly connected into two moist strings of beads.

Situ Yousang cried so sadly, his face washed by tears and his blue eyes full of pain and despair were enough to make any hard-hearted person in the world feel heartbroken and intolerable.

However, it is a pity that there were only four homosexuals at the scene. Not only did they not have the slightest sympathy for Situ Yousang, who was already crying, but they also showed a carbynylsulfide that was ten thousand times harder than a heart of stone. This kind of invincible and firm heart like a one-dimensional linear ribbon of carbon atoms.

The system pointed to the pearls that Situ Yousang kept falling to the ground, his widened eyes were filled with amazement: 【Fuck, he's so good at crying!And if he cries like this, a mermaid can produce several catties of pearls a day, right?It's a great tool to make a fortune! 】

Gu Beiyu looked at Situ Yousang's flushed little face with sparkling eyes, and slowly raised a wretched smile at the corner of his mouth, rubbing his hands together: "Hehehe, this is the legendary crying bag Gong! The one above is crying, the one below Pile driver! I don’t know which little shouhou will be lucky enough to experience the feeling of being smashed all over the body by crackling pearls at the same time!"

The system was successfully intimidated by Gu Beiyu's unscrupulousness, and after realizing it, he couldn't help but clapped his hands in admiration: [Tsk tsk tsk, if you want to talk about this level of thought, you, the unscrupulous little white lotus, are indeed the most powerful!I am ashamed of this missing brain nerve! 】

Gu Beiyu waved his hands modestly: "Thank you, thank you."

When they were all gags, Ah Lan and Yan Nanchuan had helpless smiles on their lips, quietly and gently watching the playful system and Gu Beiyu, except for their own baby, they couldn't pretend to be happy in their eyes. Download anything else.

No one at the scene showed any pity for Situ Yousang's pain, and even made fun of him!

Although Situ Yousang couldn't hear the conversation between Gu Beiyu and the system, in his eyes, Gu Beiyu and Yan Nanchuan completely ignored himself who was crying, hugged each other while watching affectionately, and put their lips to each other's ears from time to time. Let me say a few small words.

Completely ignored the painful self completely.

These two dogs and men have no heart at all!

Realizing this, Situ Yousang suddenly felt more suffocated in his chest, but the pain of losing his love was strangely reduced a lot, and the tears also slowly stopped by himself aggrieved.

Seeing that Situ Yousang was finished crying, Gu Beiyu pushed aside the pearls that were in the way at his feet, and sat down beside Situ Yousang, poking his muscular arm with his slender fingertips, in a kind of discussion between girlfriends With a tone like a little secret, he said softly, "Hey, I have a question for you."

Situ Yousang moved his butt awkwardly, and said in a muffled voice, "What?"

Gu Beiyu squinted at Yan Nanchuan, and the corners of Yanhong's mouth curled up slightly, saying inexplicably, "What I want to ask you is, do you really like Dugu Ye Moli?"

Without even thinking about it, Situ Yousang blurted out: "Of course, otherwise why would I be so sad?"

Yan Nanchuan met Gu Beiyu's bright eyes with a sly gleam, and immediately understood that Xiao Bailian was about to make trouble again.

Sure enough, in the next second, Gu Beiyu withdrew his fingertips, put his arms around his arms, and leaned back in the chair leisurely, with a slight contemptuous arc on the corner of his mouth, and said in a very unbeatable tone: "I don't think so."

Situ Yousang was suddenly upset, thinking that this person was so cheap and good-looking, and it was fine if he had it himself, so why would he deny other people's feelings so easily?

Although Situ Yousang was angry in his heart, but the good upbringing of the nobles made him just sullen his face, gritted his teeth and asked restrainedly, "Why do you say that?"

Gu Beiyu glanced at his hidden angry expression, and said bluntly: "What you really desire is not Dugu Yemoli at all, but love."

Hearing this conclusion suddenly, Situ Yousang was stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he looked at Gu Beiyu with much more complicated eyes, and the question was still in his mouth: "Why did you say that?"

Gu Beiyu asked without answering: "Let me ask you, when you saw Dugu Yemoli's face, did you think he was very handsome, beautiful, and heart-warming? You really wanted to be with him?"

Situ Yousang glanced at Yan Nanchuan shyly, and nodded honestly: "That's true."

Gu Beiyu tickled the corner of his mouth, and continued to ask: "Then let me ask you again, if I tell you now that Dugu Yemoli has a twin brother who looks exactly like him, there is no need for you to be jealous of me here, but Can you go after his twin brother, will you still be as unwilling as you are now?"

Situ Yousang thought about it following Gu Beiyu's words, and was surprised to find that his desire for Dugu Ye Moli had indeed diminished a lot.

Seeing Situ Yousang's expression, Gu Beiyu knew what was going on in his heart, raised an eyebrow slowly, and said slowly: "Then, can I now conclude that you don't like Dugu Yemoli at all?" , just his beautiful appearance?"

"No, no, I really like Mr. Dugu Yemoli..." Situ Yousang retorted reflexively, but the more he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller until the last word. Mosquito, unconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look into Yan Nanchuan's eyes.

No one knew that no matter how calm Situ Yousang appeared on the surface, Gu Beiyu's words caused waves in his heart, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"OK, let's put this question aside for now, and I'll ask you another question." Gu Beiyu didn't intend to make things difficult for him on purpose, but changed the subject very considerately, "Have you heard many fairy tales since childhood?" ?Are you yearning for the perfect love in fairy tales? Longing for one day to reap such a beautiful love? "

Situ Yousang felt very guilty facing Gu Beiyu now, so he nodded honestly, looking obsessed and obedient.

Gu Beiyu was very satisfied with Situ Yousang's expression, and continued to ask: "Then, when you saw me getting close to Dugu Yemo, what was it that you were really jealous of? Is it jealous that I can get Dugu Yemo?" Li this person? Or is it jealous that I can get the unconditional trust, look and love that Dugu Ye Moli gave like a fairy tale world? In other words, the reason you cry is really because you lost Dugu Is Ye Moli this person? Isn't it because he lost a chance to get love?"

Situ Yousang was so oppressed by Gu Beiyu's series of questioning that he couldn't speak, but what really surprised him was his turbulent inner world, because at this time Situ Yousang realized in horror that Mr. Wanyan Zimengdie Everything he said turned out to be the truest thought in his heart.

When Gu Beiyu was talking, he kept secretly looking at Situ Yousang's expression. Now that he saw his collapsed world view, he knew that his advice was basically stable. He leaned back lazily in his chair, feeling comfortable She concluded: "So, what you really want is not Dugu Ye Moli at all, but a beautiful love like a fairy tale world.

"If you don't believe me, you can imagine right now, if there is a beautiful man who is as beautiful as Dugu Yemoli, who loves you as deeply as Dugu Yemoli loves me, how would you feel in your heart? ?Do you feel troubled by other people’s emotions because you belong? Or do you feel very happy, expectant, sweet, full of yearning, and even eager to communicate further with the other party?”

While muttering, Gu Beiyu silently selected suitable candidates in his mind.

According to the experience of the previous two times, in order to make this love-brained little prince completely give up thinking about him, talking is not enough, you have to send him a wife to stop him. Only in this way can the safety of his family's Lao Gong Chrysanthemum be completely guaranteed!

Situ Yousang, who has no idea of ​​his future sexuality and blessing life, is being secretly planned by a certain black-hearted little white lotus. He has been told by Gu Beiyu's tongue-in-cheek lotus that his head is dizzy, and he unconsciously follows Gu Beiyu's idea After imagining it, I actually found that my heart was full of anticipation and longing.

It turned out that what he really liked was not Mr. Dugu Yemoli, but the beautiful love in fairy tales!

Situ Yousang finally faced the truest desire in his heart, covering his chest in horror, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"OK, it looks like you've figured it out thoroughly! Congratulations, applause!" Gu Beiyu clapped his hands vigorously twice, his enthusiastic smile seemed to be genuinely moved by Situ Yousang's spiritual liberation. Happy.

Yan Nanchuan couldn't help clapping his hands twice, mainly because he admired his wife's awesome little cherry mouth.

Not only delicious, but also easy to use, really very powerful.Well, it is easy to use in all aspects, no matter business or personal.