After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

No.40 who wants to divorce for five days.

Ever since An Rao told about his marriage, Isidor didn't say a word during the whole banquet.

After lunch, Isidor took An Rao to visit his room, Chu Guannan was held back by the princess, and continued to listen to her chatter.

This child doesn't know what's going on, but now he's as silent as a rock compared to how warm he was just now.

Isidore's bedroom is clean and tidy, and the civilian furnishings reveal a sense of warmth.

An Rao looked around curiously, and saw a vertical photo frame on the table.

In the photo, the young princess is holding the four or five-year-old little prince Isidore, smiling sweetly and cutely, and the king is standing beside him with a gentle face.

Suddenly, I felt that even the high-ranking royal family, which attracts the attention of thousands of people, is still a warm and happy family in essence after leaving aside their noble status.

"Your mother was so beautiful when she was young. It seems that you inherited her more." An Rao murmured, his eyes fell on the bald king beside him, secretly worried about the future fate of Isidor's hair.

"She's a nice person." Isidor finally spoke.

"Well, very kind and friendly."

"Because she was born as a commoner and suffered a lot when she was young, she can personally understand the feelings of ordinary people. Her national support is very popular."

An Rao nodded and continued to visit the room.

Isidor sat aside, stroking the sofa with his fingers, and asked in a low voice for a long time:

"The person you married...is that man?"

He called Chu Guannan "that man".

An Rao made a "hmm".

"Then, do you love him?"

Love?

Do I want to tell him that he is a book wearer?

But when it comes to love, it seems that there is no such thing.

"The important thing in marriage is not love, but whether the other party is suitable for you." An Rao touched the little golden bird ornament on the table, with a faint smile on his lips, "How long can the passion last, are you right?"

He hoped that the child would retreat in the face of difficulties, or that he would think carefully about his own wishes.

Although he didn't express it clearly, his emotions were too obvious, and An Rao also guessed that there was an extra great character in his huge adoring harem army.

Isidor was silent for a while, then exhaled lightly.

He got up: "I'm going to talk to my mother about something, you can take a rest here first."

After all, go out and close the door.

An Rao sat in the room for a while, then got up and walked to the window.

Looking around, tens of thousands of acres of huge gardens all show the luxury and nobility of Hillman Palace.

There should be many people dreaming of marrying into the royal family, no matter if they are lucky or not, they will always be able to live comfortably.

A small white bird suddenly landed on the window sill, it combed its feathers with its short beak, and looked up at An Rao for a while.

Tilting his head, he gave two cute "chirp" sounds.

An Rao stretched out his hand to touch this little cutie, but his overly cautious character drove the little bird to raise its wings and run freely towards the huge garden.

The little bird is so happy, free and can go anywhere with the wind.

An Rao took a deep breath, and stretched his arms lazily while no one was present.

He fell back on the sofa, looking out the window at the sky that was gradually turning red, and suddenly felt a little sleepy.

1 minute, 2 minutes...

He closed his eyes heavily.

……

"Isidore, you can't do this! What do you look like, open the door!"

Suddenly, dense quarrels came to the ears.

An Rao slowly opened his eyes.

Moonlight flew in through the window.

It's already night.

?

Already night? !

He jumped up and walked quickly to the door.

"Mom, why don't I have the right to choose my own happiness, do you have to stop me?" Isidore's cold voice came from outside.

"That's not the problem, you open the door first." The princess's voice was full of tears.

An Rao pulled the doorknob suspiciously.

"Crack clap."

The door was locked.

Immediately afterwards, the voices of the VJs came: "Your Highness, please open the door first, we have something to talk about."

An Rao tried again by pulling the doorknob.

He was locked in this room.

Who did it, Isidor?

He knocked on the door, and the quarrel outside the door stopped abruptly.

"Ann, I'm sorry to do this to you, but I have my own thoughts, please don't be afraid, just wait here obediently."

I rely on!

An Rao swears for the first time.

The feeling is that the child locked him up here and planned to have a prison play?

In terms of looks, he doesn't think he is some kind of immortal, but these people seem to be stunned, whether it is the teacher in the kindergarten who fights for him to go to his class, or the uncle and brother in the computer city who are pestering at the airport, and The crazy face that shouted and jumped off the stairs if he didn't agree.

When will this "everyone sees me, everyone loves me" buff disappear.

The chill of fear spread from the soles of the feet, and the back was instantly icy cold.

In my mind is the crying and smiling face on the edge of the school roof, and the bright red blood that bloomed after falling down the sixth floor.

The hair is creepy.

"If you have something to say, open it first." VJ was walking around anxiously outside.

"Mother, tell me why you can't." Isidore's voice came, carrying the resolute meaning of adolescence.

"He is married, and you locked him here without asking how he feels. You have no respect for him. Isidor, if you don't want to lose your throne for this, please open the door now."

As soon as the words fell, VJ suddenly shouted in Chinese: "Wait!"

Next, the doorknob shook violently.

An Rao took two steps back, his mind went blank.

There was a loud bang, and the handle on the inside of the door suddenly fell off and hit the ground.

The door popped open automatically.

Outside the door, stood Chu Guannan.

He was holding on to the door frame, panting heavily, his eyes were as sharp as a wolf's.

Blood oozed from the hand holding the doorknob.

He threw away the doorknob, walked quickly to An Rao, pulled his clothes around, checked from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet.

Blood dripped down the red carpet along the fingertips, merging into one.

Suddenly, another footstep sounded, and the next second, An Rao felt his eyes go dark.

A tall figure stood in front of him and raised his hand to push Chu Guannan away.

The princess's red lips trembled, she raised her hand to cover her face, and her body slowly fell like a dead leaf.

Seeing this, the butler hurried forward to support her.

Isidor's eyes were no longer the gentle gentleman he used to be. He and Chu Guannan stood facing each other, like two very hungry wolves tensing up after seeing the dead gazelle.

He gritted his silver teeth and warned in a low voice: "This is Hillman Palace, if you don't want to be knocked down by the guards, please leave my room."

Chu Guannan tilted his head slightly, his eyes were cold: "Get out of the way."

"No!" Isidor roared with red eyes, like a mad beast.

VJ was so anxious that he couldn't even take care of the shooting, and quickly squeezed between the two of them: "Sorry prince, we will compensate the damaged door lock according to the price, please calm down first, come on, do it with me, take a deep breath——"

Isidor pushed him away impatiently, groped behind him with the other hand, grabbed An Rao's hand, and clenched it tightly.

But he clearly felt that the hand was struggling.

"I really believe in fate. It has given me a status that attracts everyone's attention, so everyone around me is definitely not a coincidence, but a gift from fate." Isidor raised his head, his tone stubborn and arrogant.

But her eyes were flushed and her lips were trembling.

An Rao is numb.

When Chu Guannan appeared, his indifferent attitude towards him made him think that it was useless to dissolve the world in the book. Everyone loves Goldfinger, but in the end...

Fate is resigned.

An Rao squeezed Isidor's fingers hard, but the other party let go because of the pain, and he quickly rescued his poor little hand.

"Ann, I'm sorry for hurting you." Isidor reached out and tried to grab An Rao's hand.

An Rao turned his back.

The posture is not very good-looking, just put your hands in your pockets.

"What are you trying to lock me up here for?" An Rao asked with a smile.

Isidor was stunned, and ran his fingers across the front of the pocket, put it half in and then pulled it out, touched the tie and scratched his head.

Looking very distressed.

He sighed for a long time, his body lost strength, and his hands hung down: "I'm sorry."

"I just hope you can stay... Really can't stay for one night? It's a long way back to Manchester."

An Rao:?

Chu Guannan:?

VJ & princess & servants:?

It's just for one night, why do you act like you want to imprison yourself?

What kind of prince is this, just this kind of brain circuit?

Can you say it well?

Seeing the bewildered expressions of the others, Isidor suddenly relaxed, and his frowning brows relaxed.

This kind of rhetoric must have been muddled...

An Rao watched the subtle changes in his movements and expressions, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Forget it, it's better not to expose him, he is a prince, he still has to give face.

"It turns out that the hospitable Highness just wants us to stay for one night, and it will be completely fine!" VJ winked at An Rao, with a flattering smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chu Guannan glanced at him, committed himself to picking up the underground door lock, and reinstalled it.

"You are such an adult, why are you still acting like an adolescent child, even removing the door locks with your bare hands?"

An Rao carefully applied medicine to Chu Guannan's wound.

Chu Guannan retracted his fingers, and then spread them out again.

A bloody mouth spread in the palm of his hand.

The bright red blood dripped and fell to the ground forming a small puddle.

"Sorry, I'll be gentle." An Rao leaned closer, "I haven't done this kind of thing before, and the attack is not serious or serious."

Chu Guannan's face was pale and bloodless, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet with cold sweat.

After An Rao finished applying the potion and just covered it with gauze, Chu Guannan retracted his fingers all of a sudden.

"Hey, don't make trouble, it'll be fine soon—" An Rao swayed his index finger to the corner of his mouth, his tone was soft as if coaxing a disobedient child.

He gently smoothed the gauze, wrapped it around a few times, and tied a beautiful bow in the palm of his hand.

"Husband...don't be too impulsive in the future." He leaned down slightly, and rubbed his cheek against the bandaged hand.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide.

A warm touch traveled gently through the thin shirt on the back, from the back of the neck to the spine, and came to the sensitive waist area.

Above his head was Chu Guannan's messy and unstable breath.

An Rao raised his head slowly, his black eyes stared at him motionless.

"Old man, are you hungry? I'll go down and ask them if they have anything to eat." An Rao stood up quickly.

The heart is beating like a drum, beating loudly.

As soon as he turned around, someone grabbed his wrist, and his center of gravity was unsteady and he fell backwards.

Then fell into a solid and hard embrace.

A hand reached out and hugged his waist tightly, and there was an extra weight on the right shoulder.

Chu Guannan's chaotic breath sprayed in his ears, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Don't you big villain, it's really terrible to come out like this at this time!

"I'm not acting emotionally." Chu Guannan's deep voice harassed his ears. "After careful consideration, I made up my mind to take you away, no matter who the other party is."

"Bang bang!" The heart suddenly missed a beat.

An Rao shrunk his body hard, his buttocks hanging in the air, not daring to fall down.

"You...don't be joking, there is no camera here." An Rao laughed dryly, putting his hands on Chu Guannan's thighs and trying to lift them up.

He was pressed hard again.

"In front of the camera, I have tried my best to restrain myself." Chu Guannan's voice was filled with a hint of a smile.

An Rao's eyes began to look around, and his palms were wet.

Then, his chin was gripped by him, and with a slight effort, An Rao was forced to turn his head back, with almost no ability to resist.

The hot and moist tip of the tongue pressed against the lips and teeth, stirring and sucking every inch of the mouth.

what.

His brain went blank, all his reason was occupied by Chu Guannan's strong breath, and then he was torn apart bit by bit.

There was a sudden itch in the waist, and warm fingers slipped in along the hem of the clothes.

The wetness soaked through the skin, and the tingling sensation spread from the lower abdomen, completely melting the only bit of reason remaining in the brain.

Heart won't beat anymore.

"Bang!"

"Ms. Chu, Xiaoan, I brought you dinner..."

The door suddenly opened, and the smiling VJ was still holding the camera in his hand.

The smile stopped abruptly in an instant, and then widened.

An Rao sat up in a hurry, stuffed the hem of his clothes into his trousers, his body was hot as if he had spilled millet porridge.

Chu Guannan still maintained the action just now, he slowly looked at the uninvited VJ, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes for a moment.

"Hey, I put dinner here, you guys continue, I won't bother you." VJ hunched over and took a few steps back, closing the door with raised eyebrows like Tom in Tom and Jerry.

An Rao lowered his head: "I, I'm going out to blow some air, the room is too stuffy."

After all, he opened the door and rushed out at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint.

His head was still buzzing, he ran around the palace aimlessly, saw a corridor ahead, and rushed over without the slightest hesitation.

Running all the way to the end of the corridor, the gentle moonlight poured down.

An Rao let out a long sigh of relief and raised his head.

The tulip flower field is illuminated by the moonlight, revealing a delicate pink faintly. In the middle of the flower field, a tall but youthful figure sits quietly in the wicker chair, looking up at the moon, cool and quiet.

He moved slightly, then turned his head.

"An..." He froze for a moment, then quickly stood up.

An Rao smiled: "Have you not slept so late?"

Isidor lowered his head, kneading the hem of his clothes with his fingers.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and raised his head: "Sorry, I scared you..."

An Rao nodded: "It's okay, I'm used to it, there are plenty of people crazier than you."

Isidor: He lowered his eyes, and the golden eyelashes were covered with a layer of gentle moonlight.

"When I was in high school, a boy often wrote me love letters and gave me gifts, and threatened to jump off the roof if I didn't accept him."

Isidor frowned: "And then."

"And then he jumped off."

An Rao thought of the blood-stained floor tiles at the bottom of the building, and the scene when the police pulled the man's body and separated it like dough.

For a long time, that scene became the nightmare that woke him up countless times in the dark night.

So he always wondered how could someone be so crazy in the unrealistic world he lived in.

Isidor pursed his thin lips tightly, his eyes fixed somewhere and remained motionless.

"But it's okay, you didn't hurt yourself, at least I'm not afraid of having nightmares at night." An Rao raised his head, and the night wind blew the broken hair on his forehead.

"The premise of liking someone is to love yourself well."

Isidor raised his head slowly, his blue eyes were as clear as glass.

"It's getting late, go to bed early." An Rao patted his shoulder and turned around.

The footsteps stopped abruptly: "By the way, happy birthday, Prince Isidor."

Isidor raised his eyes, his eyes blurred by water vapor.

He showed his trademark noble smile again: "Thank you, have a good dream."

The next day, An Rao and Chu Guannan walked around London for half a day, then took the train to Manchester and went back to school.

On the other hand, the director edited the video of the third episode of the program and posted it on the Internet.

This show used to focus on the emotional lines of the guests, and it has been filmed in China. It only depends on the guests to use their acting skills to please the audience.

But this time it was obviously costly. Not only did I go abroad, but I also took the audience to visit the most famous escape room and the legendary Yadland School. The third video was posted just a few hours ago. The topic The amount of discussion quickly occupied the top spot, and the ratings skyrocketed, far exceeding other programs by a large margin.

Even "My CP Super Capable" was severely left behind by it.

The number of students whose mobile phones were confiscated in class increased exponentially, and the social animals who were caught by their leaders and deducted their wages at work were both painful and happy.

[Bloodmoon!The program team is really ruthless!Love love love! 】

【Wow!There are really few clues in this secret room, and it all depends on IQ to pass the level. An Rao is really smart! !Is this IQ something I can see! 】

[Nurse sister is so sexy!Touch it! 】

【2333 Brother Nan is afraid of cockroaches. 】

[Rao Zai’s IQ, to be honest, he must have read the script in advance——]

【Master Chu really loves his wife. He crawled up the fire with his bare hands and hugged him down. This is the first time he feels that Rao Rao is so delicate hahaha. 】

[There are scripts, they are all acted, the two of them have no love, if you don’t believe me, search for the keyword “drug”. 】

[Yes, yes, they are all acting, so when will the best actor be awarded to us, baby Rao. 】

[If you can't even act, you are at most those group performers who follow the brainless clamor of "burn him to death". Once the fire burns faster than a mouse. 】

When the video shows that the guests went to Adran for further study:

[Oh my god, Brother Nan is simply the standard feature for the male protagonist of campus novels, this leg sucks and sucks. 】

[They are in the punishment room!Kiss!I can hear voices!So astringent! (color)】

[Is there anything else to say about acting? 】

【Baby Rao is so godlike in school uniform, what kind of godlike face is this, I really want to see what his parents look like. 】

[Why does it feel like Xiao Ci has so few shots? Am I thinking too much? 】

[You didn't think much about it, what kind of lens does the black-hearted coffee want. 】

[Ah, are there any sisters who pay attention to this education battle that blocks reputation, we can't lose!All the guests stand up, okay? 】

[This Ingmar really looks down on people with a dog's eyes. He is 2202 and still engages in racism. Black people have a round of presidents, okay? 】

[Chinese education can't be lost!Stand up!Let them see how amazing a child who has been tempered by five or three thousand years is! 】

[Wuuuuuuuuu must win, this is our national glory! 】

The barrage that was originally focused on love suddenly surged, and the screen was full of:

[Betting on national glory, Chinese education will win! 】