Chapter 9: The Tyrant's Tender Queen (7)
An Yang shook his head regretfully, [Miss Ben still likes men who are a little more domineering. A little green vegetable like Feng Zhaoyuan is too gentle to stop me. 】
[System: ...... People are male protagonists.,If you're down.,The world will be in chaos.。 】
[Are you questioning my charm? An Yang glanced at the corner of his eyes unkindly, and the yin skull revealed from his eyes made the system tremble.
[The host is unparalleled in the world and is beautiful and intelligent, everyone loves flowers and flowers blooms......] realized that he had said the wrong thing, and the system immediately chattered and complimented, eager to put all the beautiful words he knew on An Yang's body.
[I ask you, is it good to complete the task, the process is not important, as long as the result? Ignoring its survival valley debt, An Yang asked slowly.
[The words are good, but the premise is that the hero and heroine cannot be killed, although the probability of killing is very low......]
[Isn't this enough,] Anyang raised his eyebrows proudly, and said with a sigh of self-care, [In the past few days of recuperating in the palace, I have carefully watched the plot from beginning to end dozens of times, and found a very interesting place in it. 】
Knowing that Anyang couldn't easily tell it, the system didn't continue the topic, so when did you wake up. 】
[Soon......]
As soon as An Yang's words fell, the handsome face in front of him surged with a touch of sadness at this moment.
The eyes that fell on her were surging with a look of struggle.
I haven't seen it for many years, and Yuan Chengcheng has been out and gone. The immature little face is now fully opened, and the whole body exudes a quiet and beautiful atmosphere. If it weren't for the fact that he knew what kind of life the other party was living in the harem, he wouldn't dare to imagine how she survived, and how she was asleep, with a sweet arc at the corner of her mouth.
Seeing each other outside the palace this time, he planned to pretend to meet by chance, and then gossip about homely things, and restore contact with Yuan Chengcheng step by step. Who knew that things were sudden, but they were out of plan.
From a chance encounter to a life-saving benefactor, he didn't want to have too much to do with Yuan Chengcheng in his heart.
In the confusion of thoughts, the person on the couch opened his eyes without warning at this time.
Looking at each other, Feng Zhaoyuan clearly saw his figure reflected in a pair of black eyes, and his eyes were as moist as a deer, revealing his slightly stunned expression at the moment.
He didn't know if it was a magic barrier, and suddenly he felt his heart beat uncontrollably twice, and his hands and feet were a little unfavorable.
In the crampedness, it was Yuan Qingcheng's eyes that bent warmly, "Feng Zhaoyuan? Is it Brother Zhaoyuan? ”
The shallow voice is like a spring breeze blowing in the ears, even if the excitement is soft, like a cat's claw scratching into the heart.
"Y-Do you still recognize me?"
I didn't recognize it, but now I recognize it.
An Yang smiled secretly in her heart, her face was still weak, her white hand gently pulled the futon, and her eyes were a little timid, "I thought it was a dream, but I didn't expect it to come true." ”
This sentence was like fireworks exploding in the sky, making Feng Zhaoyuan look in a trance in an instant. He never expected Yuan Chengcheng to be able to recognize him at a glance, this sudden feeling made his cheeks slightly pink.
[In the end, he is still young, and everything is easy to write on his face. 】
Hearing Anyang's complaint, the system laughed dryly.
Don't think it's a system and you don't see it! Anyang's shy little appearance just now, who wanted to refuse and welcome, was clearly hooking up with the male protagonist of this world!