Straight Man, Get Out of My Body

[The squeamish and beautiful vanity kitten x the cold and steely prince who is obsessed with fighting] 1. Winser's compulsory lesson when he wakes up every morning is to practice socialite smiles in front of a platinum crystal mirror. The beauty in the mirror is charming, with rosy lips and scorching blond hair. "Good morning, future queen, princess, grand duchess, and lord's wife (adjusted versions will not be accepted outside the third ring)..." A deep and cold male voice suddenly sounded in my mind: Morning. Also be reminded that imperial law stipulates that bigamy can be punished with a maximum sentence of two hundred years. Winser:...? 2. Wenther is going to be driven crazy by this male ghost in his body. Not only does he attempt to impersonate the second prince of the empire, but his emotional intelligence is comparable to that of an adult sweeping robot. She applied a deep-sea mineral mud mask costing 1,000 stars— [Rock formation? Nice camouflage, what time is the ambush target? In order to maintain her A4 waist, she only ate two vegetable leaves for dinner—— [(Control the body in the middle of the night) (Blitz the refrigerator) (Ingest a whole box of high-energy bars)] Wenther, who weighed in the next day: ... Made a sharp crackling sound. In order to regain his pure and graceful body, Winther had to put on the most disgusting coarse cloth training clothes with tears, and was forced to enter the most violent military academy in the empire. From then on, there was another legend in the military academy: The new school beauty is obviously a delicate one who can't take more than two steps and gasps, but she always screams "I'm so scared" while smashing the S-class heavy mecha on the ground with one hand. All the boys in the school trembled: Is this the legendary contrasting cuteness? Love it, love it! In the deserted corner, Wense pouted his mouth and became angry: "I already said it was excellent!" Elegant! Point! My manicure almost fell off! 3. At the military school fraternity dance, Winser was holding champagne, his eyes gleaming as he screened for the richest sons-in-law in the empire. But every time she wanted to step forward with her red skirt swaying, there was always a cold and hard voice that made the scenery look bad—— [Major General of the First Army Corps? Genetic defects, a straw bag that relies on the family to pave the way. [The eldest son of the Finance Minister? The lower plate is too frivolous and cannot last more than three seconds in actual combat. Wense got angry and stamped his feet: "I want you to take care of it! Don't you want me to marry into a rich family?" There was a sudden silence in my mind. After a while, there was a cold sneer that deliberately suppressed the sourness. [Winther, you could be a little more greedy. The male voice, which had always been calm and calm, was now speaking very strongly and was on the verge of losing control. [The most expensive man in the empire has long been forced to share his heartbeat with you. *1V1, the male and female protagonists share the body, a silly little sweet story [The copy was screenshotted on March 4, 2026] Intention: Love makes reason surrender, and makes weakness develop armor.