When King Juan's Social Animals Accidentally Broke into the Ancient Shura Field

[Men are clean + wear books + men compete in the Shura field] [Not a Machiavellian plot] [The regent of dangerous contrasts + the arrogant little wolf-dog general + the gentle and sinister young master] Shi Ying wore the book. The good news is that she has become the legitimate daughter of the noble Shangshu Mansion. Bad news, she hasn't read the book at all. I only heard a colleague mention that this is a bloody novel. The male protagonists are all in high positions and have scheming intentions. The more well-dressed they are, the less likely they are to be messed with. And she happened to be targeted by three people at the same time. The Prince Regent took a fancy to her reputation and just wanted her to make a pair of clean and useful white gloves. The young general protects her with words, but in his heart he only thinks that she is a young lady who needs to be dealt with a little bit. The young master from an aristocratic family is gentle and considerate, but he only cares about her family background. A use, a contempt, a trade-off. Shi Ying: Very good. She doesn't know how to talk about love, but she is familiar with being a bull and a horse. In order not to serve people with sex according to the original book, she could only use the skills of a full-level social animal to create a world. But when she really didn't need them anymore, everything changed. The regent trapped her in front of him, and his fingertips brushed the corners of her lips, "You want to get out after using me?" The little general climbed over the wall late at night and grabbed her sleeve with red eyes, "He can do it, why can't I?" The young master from the aristocratic family smiled and tucked up her clothes, holding his hands tightly around her waist, "Shi Ying, do you think what I want now is the Shangshu Mansion or you?" They used to treat her as a dispensable pawn, but later they fell into deep trouble. Until the three of them bumped into each other in front of her door, their former dignity was shattered. Only then did Shi Ying remember that what she was wearing was not serious literature.