After Dressing up as a Woman, I Was Confessed to by Santu Chun Qianye

[My three times of dressing up as a woman, his three times of confession. [Short story, sweet article] [Pre-collection: "After disguising herself as a woman, she was confessed to by a fairy tale prince"] When I first wore women's clothing, I was confessed to by my neighbor's younger brother. His name was Akashi Haru Qianye, and he was a child who liked to laugh; When I wore women's clothing for the second time, I was confessed by a bad guy wearing a mask. His name was Santu Haru Qianye, and he was a boy who didn't like to laugh; The third time I wore women's clothing, I was confessed to by a man wearing a striped suit and a pink jellyfish head. He didn't say his name, but held up his katana, saying that if I refused him a third time, he would kill me. The third time... Have I rejected his confession twice before? My memory isn't great. But the knife in the opponent's hand didn't allow me to think too much, so I had no choice but to agree. Only later did I know what the third time in his words meant, and I also understood that every time I wore women's clothes, I would be confessed to by Chun Qianye. Yes, Chun Qianye, a magical existence that always appears and confesses to me when I wear women's clothes. I accepted Haru Qianye's confession and was coveted by him, I accept his likes and his eccentricities from time to time. One day, he suddenly told me that I must agree to his second confession. "You must promise me." He kept murmuring. I looked at the other person's insecure look, kissed his lips, and agreed. Then—— I went back to when I was wearing women's clothing, and standing in front of me was Chun Qianye, who was wearing a mask and confessing to me. Me: "?" —— Advance payment: "After disguising herself as a woman, she was confessed by a fairy tale prince" Copywriting—— I traveled through time and became the son of a hunter in the forest of a fairy tale world. The reason why I think I have traveled to a fairy tale world is because I always hear stories about princes and princesses who were cursed, but finally saved themselves from danger and had happy endings with the people who rescued them. Also, I was asked by my hunter father to wear women's clothes since I was a child, because others said that this would ensure that I would grow up safely. Because I often wear a red cloak, many people call me Little Red Riding Hood. I have mixed feelings, maybe I got the script of Little Red Riding Hood, but I don't have a grandma. I have no intention of going to the royal city to show that I am smarter than people of this era. I was used to living in the forest and now I was living in a farm. One day, I opened the window and found a bright rose growing in front of my window and in my vegetable patch. I was confused. After all, I had no interest in buying rose seeds, let alone growing such beautiful roses. Besides, what kind of good rose can a rose take root and sprout and bloom in just one day? It's either a magical plant or someone cursed. I now face three choices: one, pull it out; two, choose to ignore it; three, follow the redemption script and ask it if it needs help. I chose to ignore it on the first day, and on the second day I saw a rose turned into a lollipop rose full of flowers. I'm confused, only magic can do this. I asked the other person what help they needed. The lollipop rose suddenly stretched out its branches, touched my hand, and bent the branches into the shape of a heart. Me: "..." ＊ I don't know how to deal with this weird rose, My father was careless and did not find it strange at all when he noticed this rose. He just wanted to pick two and place them in front of my mother's portrait. The roses did not show any strangeness in front of my father, and he allowed him to pick two roses. I originally thought it was generous, but I didn't expect it to go directly to my room at night, throw away the pothos in my previous vase, and stuff itself directly into it. I was shocked again. I touched the rose and asked the other person what kind of help he needed. It wraps around my wrist again and lets me sniff its rose fragrance. Maybe the rose spirit in front of me is courting. But I am a man. Purpose: Change your destiny and live a positive life