Bai Nuan is tangled in his clothes here.

The other side is wonderful.

The three classmates have already worn specific outfits.

Song Zhengyang is wearing the costume of the magic mirror, the big black robe shrouds the person, and there is a big mirror next to it, when he comes on stage for a while, he will play the magic mirror.

Liu Yuxuan wore a hunter's clothes, showing his legs and arms, quite cool, but a little rough, a good and beautiful scholar, and he became disobedient.

And Anyang wore the clothes of the prince.

Gold and silver cufflinks on a white background, tall and long legs, with a little softness between the eyebrows and eyes, the whole person looks extraordinarily delicate and elegant.

All it takes is a faint frown to make people's hearts tremble.

He sat on the sofa next to him, his long legs slightly bent against the ground, his hand on his saber, looking at his script, chuckling, and his eyes were full of gentle smiles.

This script, I don't know if his Nuan Nuan will be happy.

"Anyang, is there a problem with your script?" Liu Yuxuan stood next to him, glanced at his script, and frowned slightly.

"yes, I don't like the original plot." He may also be in a good mood, so he doesn't look at each other coldly, or is it ...... What else did he think.

Liu Yuxuan wrinkled his eyebrows and disagreed with his approach: "You changed the script, what will everyone do when the time comes?" ”

An Yang looked a little strange, stood up, looked at him, and his voice was faint, with a little coldness: "Does it have anything to do with me?" The place I changed is only the last, the prince doesn't like the princess, he likes the queen, can't it? ”

Bai Nuan was not there, but he readily admitted that he liked it.

Hearing his arrogant words, Liu Yuxuan's hand hanging down his side tightened, with anger in his eyes, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "You are shameless." ”

"It's okay, I just want to be warm~" An Yang smiled, his tone was extraordinarily, and he rubbed his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he glanced at Song Zhengyang, who was sitting without saying a word, "Nuan Nuan has been rubbing my ...... lately"

"I can't sleep well~" There was some complaining, but his eyes were full of pride, showing off nakedly.

"You!" Liu Yuxuan didn't know how to scold, he couldn't say a word for a long time, his eyes were scarlet, and finally he directly grabbed An Yang's neckline and dragged it over, with a strong tone, "You wait for me!" ”

An Yang stretched out his hand to push the person away, patted his neckline, smoothed out the wrinkled neckline, and finally spoke: "Oh...... Anyway...... I've changed the script~"

The young man looked at him with a smile, put the script aside, raised his feet and walked out, "Let's go, I'll go see Nuan Nuan~"

, extra.

Liu Yuxuan clenched his fists and punched the sofa, already coming to his senses with anger.

The dark side of my heart that was originally suppressed was slowly revealed under the stimulation at this moment, and the thoughts in my mind emerged little by little, looking at the door over there.

There has never been a moment of such hope that Bai Nuan can see the true face of Anyang.

"Squad leader......" The weak voice rang out.

Only then did Liu Yuxuan remember that there was a third person here.

Song Zhengyang.

"What's the matter?" He tried his best to keep his sanity, and looked at Song Zhengyang calmly, with a bit of coldness between his eyebrows that had not faded.