When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: When the upright and loyal male lead was broken (13)

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"It turned out to be Miss Prime Minister..." Qi Yan sighed: "Although the emperor has withdrawn the finger marriage, A Zheng has nothing to do with Miss He. But here, Xiaosheng still apologizes to Miss He again."

After speaking, Qi Yan bowed his hands respectfully in salute.

[The male protagonist's favorability for Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 40]

Qi Yan's devotion and respect made Pu Yang's heart chord.

He Hui looked at Qi Yan and sneered, but in an instant he was covered by the full smile of the young girl: "What did Mr. Qi Yan say! This matter has nothing to do with anyone, so how can I apologize? That said."

[The female protagonist has -10 favorability for Qi Yan, current favorability: -20]

The system prompt sounded on time, and Qi Yan suppressed the amusement that was about to overflow the surface, pretending to be pleased: "Since this is the case, Miss He can be such a perfect lover, and will be favored by heaven. In the near future, You will have a perfect husband and wife."

He Hui covered her mouth and chuckled, her cheeks were cold and hot.

He Hui actually stayed at the General's Mansion for dinner.

Qi Yan didn't expect that she would be so disregarded of outsiders' eyes, or that she just hoped that there would be more news about her and Puyang Zheng from the outside world.

Pu Yangzheng took care of Qi Yan very much during the meal, picking up vegetables for him and making tea for him, doing everything by himself. On the other side, He Hui smiled. If his favorability were not desperately decreasing, Qi Yan would really be confused by He Hui's acting skills.

This kind of woman is the most undesirable, and she is full of calculations.

After having dinner, Qi Yan saw that He Hui wanted to visit the General's Mansion again, so he wanted to stop it, but Pu Yangzheng spoke first.

"Today is late, Miss He can no longer stay in the General's Mansion. Otherwise, it will affect Miss He's reputation and make Yan feel unhappy."

What this said made He Hui pale, so she had to smile and stand up to leave.

[The female protagonist's favorability degree for Qi Yan is -10, the current favorability degree: -50]

Quietly watching He Hui walk away unwillingly, Qi Yan's eyebrows moved slightly, the corners of his mouth raised a charming smile, and he looked at Pu Yang and said: "The general is so good at talking."

"Cough!" Pu Yangzheng gave a light cough and changed the subject: "You can rest early today. I have some business affairs to deal with."

"Will you wait for you to go to bed?"

"Say, what are you talking about! You go to sleep first!"

Pu Yangzheng's picked auricle was red, and he hurriedly bypassed Qi Yan and walked towards the study.

*

A good night's sleep, the unknown petals fell with the night breeze, falling all over the ground with apricot white. The light in the morning was just right, sitting by the window looking at the scenery of the General's Mansion, it was not a taste.

Just after early morning, the sound of the system rang suddenly.

[The hostess is heading to the General's Mansion, please prepare for the host. ]

Qi Yan's action of pouring tea paused. be ready? Why? Against?

However, He Hui just left last night, and can’t wait to rush over before the rest of the warmth has cleared. It's a bit provocative...

With a soft snort, Pu Yangzheng who is practicing martial arts was reflected in his clear and dark pupils, and Qi Yan grinned.

Since it's here, let's make your eyes hot.

With a flutter of robe, Qi Yan went straight to Puyang. Pu Yangzheng wore thin clothes to practice martial arts, covered in hot sweat, and had a strong masculine atmosphere. Qi Yan walked over without any worries and hooked his neck to kiss him without saying a word.

"You..."

"What am I..." twirling his lips, "Don't you want it?"

"...You, how are you?" After holding back for a long time, Pu Yang Zheng blushed and asked this sentence.

"Heh..." Qi Yan chuckled, stretched out his hand, and unceremoniously got into his pants, holding the huge one that had slightly raised his head, and lightly wiped it on the top.

"Hiss——!"