Coveting the Beautiful Grand Tutor

Pre-receipt of the next short story [Yuanbao] [Good Luck Lotus] "Becoming the Secret Guard in the True and False Crown Prince" Yan Rongqi blocked the sword for the prince, and his forgotten memories returned, and he realized that the prince he was protecting was fake. Just then a piece of paper hit his head, it was the handwriting of Mahiko. He was about to tell the prince about this when the fake prince pushed open the door and entered. "Yan Jiu, are the injuries on your body feeling better?" He sat on the edge of the bed, his long fingers dipped in ointment. "It's my fault. I wasn't serious or serious last night, and I got you injured today." The cold ointment was applied to his body, making him shiver. Yan Rongqi was still dazed, and the fake prince hugged him into his arms. "I only have you, please don't hate me, okay?" [Good Luck Lotus] "Tao Zhangfei said that I was his lover in his previous life" Zhu Jiayu opened the door, and a man covered in blood and dressed in white fell towards him. The man said they were lovers in a previous life. The heart-shaped birthmark on his heart is a man's heart. 2. Zhu Jiayu took a shower and glanced inside when passing by the man's room. Under the dim floor lamp, the man's shadow was reflected on the wall. "You couldn't compete with me a thousand years ago, and you are still so vulnerable a thousand years later." The man shook his hand hard, and the black shadow in the hand of the shadow on the wall gradually disappeared. Zhu Jiayu's eyes widened in horror and he covered his lips tightly. 3. The man hugged his waist, and his warm breath sprayed on his neck. Just when he was about to take a step forward, Zhu Jiayu pressed against his chest: "Azhi, how did I die in my previous life?" The man caressed his cheek and was about to speak when the wind suddenly whined outside the window. Someone was banging on the door. "Pay attention." The man turned his face and kissed him softly and lovingly on the lips. [Good Luck Lotus] "Countdown to Divorce" In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of Fu's thirty-eight-story building, the dense fog blurred two overlapping shadows. The phone rang suddenly, interrupting the charming room. The man behind him neatly lifted up his pants and went out to answer the phone. Bai Jianchuan picked up the shirt that was half hanging on his arms, turned around and entered the bathroom. "A substitute must have the consciousness of a substitute. Now that the real owner is back, you don't need me to teach you what to do." Bai Jianchuan sank his whole body into the water to cover up the mottled marks. Countdown to Divorce: Seven Days.