Donggong Wujian

[Gifted swordsman girl × Paranoid secret guard who thinks he is a substitute] (The female protagonist only has swords in her eyes, and is childish and ignorant of the world. The male protagonist appears to have low self-esteem and is a shy male mother, but in reality is a wet and paranoid male ghost) On the eve of the prince's wedding, a girl with a sword came to the East Palace. She never left her sword, sat at the table with the prince, and even called him by his nickname, which shocked everyone. * The prince always felt that Gu Shanyue liked him. After all, Gu Shanyue was so kind and tolerant to him. Apart from the sword, there was only him in her eyes. She is the most useful knife, but no one in the royal family has a pair of them for the rest of their lives. He could always tame her as long as he kept her. Until that day, the prince heard her say to a humble secret guard: "I like to see you smile." She had also said this to him during the ten years they had been together. The prince sneered and pressed the tip of his tongue against the tiger's teeth so hard that it hurt. The secret guard was also smiling, with two tiger fangs showing on his lips. What a clumsy fake! The prince pushed Gu Shanyue away, grabbed the secret guard, and wanted to break his eyesore. When Gu Shanyue rushed back, the little secret guard's face was covered with blood, but he still managed to raise his head and smile at her. She drew her sword, and the prince was furious: "Are you going to kill me for him?" Gu Shanyue cut off the chains and took the little secret guard away: "This is the last time." Things seemed to be out of control, and the prince lost his temper and chased her. She turned a deaf ear, but the little secret guard she was protecting turned around and smiled slowly at the corners of his bloody mouth. * The little secret guard had very low self-esteem and kept asking over and over again: Who is better, the prince or me? Gu Shanyue smiled, held the back of his sweaty neck, and leaned into his ear: He is more delicate than you, and I don't like it. The little secret guard was happy, and secretly envied her familiar tone when she mentioned the prince. I had no choice but to work harder and sweat harder. He is not squeamish, he is the most capable. "What should I do if my best friend always thinks that I am a substitute? Gu Shanyue said that the experience is not bad..." Ding: he, male virginity, evasive emotional flow, and the male protagonist's teeth are still there... 🟢Please collect the next ancient Chinese proverb "Twin Lives" ~ I love myself♻️ Yin Jianhe, the owner of Zhujian Villa, was born with two souls. In the early morning of this day, Yin Jianhe woke up feeling strange. When he lifted the covers, he saw that he was lying naked with a woman, their limbs intertwined. He recognized this woman. She was Xun Huan, Ying Chao's lover. Ying Chao was another soul who shared his body. He once mentioned to Yin Jianhe that he wanted to marry Xun Huan, but Yin Jianhe refused. But he didn't expect that he would be forced into marriage by the wild couple in this way. In desperation, Yin Jianhe had no choice but to agree to get married. The three of them agreed that the person who married Xun Huan was Ying Chao and had nothing to do with him. When Yin Jianhe was awake, Xun Huan could not regard him as her husband, could not touch him, could not do any indecent behavior, and even had to respectfully call him the owner of the village. Even so, Yin Jianhe can still detect the sweetness of newlyweds in all the details of life. You can also notice Xun Huan's habitual intimacy and slightly awkward flattery when facing him. Yin Jianhe made his words clear and drew clear boundaries. "Ying Chao and I are not the same person, so please respect yourself, madam." The days are finally clear. But soon, things turned sour. Yin Jianhe discovered that his memories with Ying Chao gradually became common. He fell into dreams every night, and Xun Huan was all in his beautiful dreams. Her sweaty temples, flushed face, and soft body pressed against her were wrapped around Ying Chao passionately. In other words, pestering him. * Xun Huan learned to accept that Ying Chao was the husband she knew only half the time. He also learned to stay away from Yin Jianhe, who had the same face but different temperament. But for some reason, Yin Jianhe's eyes have frequently fallen on her recently, making it difficult for her to ignore him, even more hot and sticky than Ying Chao. That day Xun Huannu was in Ying Chao's arms, playing with him, when she suddenly realized that her husband's body had changed its owner. She quickly apologized and tried to take back the hand hooked around his neck, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Xun Huan was surprised: "The owner of the village..." Yin Jianhe held her waist, pinched her wrist, lowered his head expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Why do you call him husband? Why call me the owner of the village?" Xun Huan didn't know what was wrong with him, so he struggled in panic, trying to withdraw his imprisoned hand. "Let me go..." Yin Jianhe's face was stern, and his mouth was always uttering indifferent words. He suddenly bit the fingertips of her rejection and murmured in a low voice. "This hand alone refuses to touch me." Xun Huan was at a loss. Yin Jianhe bit her fingertips until they were moist and red, and looked up at her. "He and I are both your husbands, why do you prefer one to the other, madam?" They even share their bodies, shouldn't the same be true for wives? Intention: Who can mistake me if the three-foot sword of heaven, earth, wind and dust is wrong?