Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

One in white and one in black stood on the blanket, looking at each other, Jiang Miao's face flushed.

"Director Qiu, please start first, red." Qiu Jue stepped forward with his right foot.

"Jiang Miao is also red." Jiang Miao also kicked with his right foot.

After four instructions, the two men had to use their hands.

"Green." Qiu Jue squatted down and touched the green color which was very close to him.

"Jiang Miao, red." The most convenient grid was right under his feet, but Jiang Miao hesitated for a long time before squatting and putting his hand on the red.

Now the two people are facing each other, with a distance of no more than 10 cm between them.

Jiang Miao couldn't help but lean back, touching the red grid with just his fingertips.

"Qiu Jue, yellow."

Yellow. At Jiang Miao's feet.

Qiu Jue stretched out his hand and moved closer to Jiang Miao, making Jiang Miao's attempt to retreat futile.

PD suppressed his laughter: "Jiang Miao, black."

Jiang Miao was confused and looked around for the black color.

The black grid he could reach was behind him.

"Coach Qiu, change your right foot to green."

Green is also behind Jiang Miao.

Qiu Jue: "PD Zhang, you have impure thoughts."

PD chuckled: "It was the turntable that did it. It has nothing to do with me."

Qiu Jue leaned forward, and his whole body seemed to be pressing on Jiang Miao.

The drone also very tactfully flew right above the blanket, and could only capture Qiu Jue's broad back and a small tuft of Jiang Miao's hair.

[Wait, this sports committee member...]

[I can’t do it anymore. I can’t do it anymore. My nose is bleeding. 】

[Where's Jiang Miao? He's wrapped up!?!]

"Jiang Miao, change your right foot to black."

Jiang Miao was almost in despair, because the black color that his right foot could reach was right in front of Qiu Jue.

Quietly and slowly, moving.

His knee hit Qiu Jue's chest, and the body temperature scared Jiang Miao so much that he moved his butt back and moved his knee a little further away.

"Ahem, the game isn't over yet, Qiujue, change your left foot to blue."

Qiu Jue’s left leg lifted up Jiang Miao’s right leg, bringing them closer.

"Jiang Miao, change your left foot to yellow."

Jiang Miao moved his butt back again, and stopped only when it touched Qiu Jue's arms that were supported behind him. He spread his left leg in an M shape, touching the yellow.

Jiang Miao has good flexibility and can easily complete this leg shape.

But when Qiu Jue lowered his head, he could see Jiang Miao's expression, which was almost ashamed and angry to death.

[It's getting more and more alike. 】

【Brother Yingle.】

[Jiang Miao is so soft, so soft, how can she do this pose? 】

[You don't look like someone who doesn't have any dancing skills? Why is your stage dancing so bad? ]

[As mentioned earlier, flexibility has little to do with dancing. ]

After a few more rounds, Jiang Miao finally breathed a sigh of relief. Every time it was Qiu Jue's turn, the turntable would very tactfully turn to the color of Qiu Jue's side and would no longer invade Jiang Miao's side.

But after a few more rounds, the turntable started to cause trouble again, and the two people got even closer. Jiang Miao could even seem to feel Qiu Jue's breath through his earlobes.

His whole body turned red, and finally when Qiu Jue stretched out his right hand to the grid below his waist, his waist softened and he could no longer support himself, and his whole body fell on Qiu Jue's right hand.

"Congratulations to the Red Flower and Green Leaf team, who have 27 commands and are currently ranked first!"

Qiu Jue pulled his hand out, pulled up Jiang Miao, whose waist was too weak, and straightened his messy clothes: "Thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Miao shook his head, frowned slightly, his eyelashes half open, looking dazed and confused.

At this moment, he was looking at Qiu Jue with accusation, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in his pupils.

Qiu Jue was suddenly stunned.

So familiar.

When Jiang Miao stood firmly, Qiu Jue put his hand down, clenched it and put it in his trouser pocket.

The commentators also noticed that Qiu Jue suddenly looked serious, and they all joked that he might be attracted.

Of course, there were also some haters jumping up and down, saying sarcastically: Director Qiu finally knew to avoid this trash, right?

The PD asked the Moon and Stars group to prepare, but Qiu Jue’s thoughts had already drifted away.

【system. 】

[Ah? Host? What's going on? ]

[I don’t think I’ve ever asked before, where did Song Xing reincarnate? How is his new life? ]

The system got stuck and hesitated for a long time: [Host, we have left that small world, and I don’t know what happened there! ]

[What about Feng Qingyun? Did he reincarnate after his life span ended? ]

【…】

Qiu Jue sneered: [You are hiding something from me? ]

[Sorry host, you don't have the authority to know. ]

The system's voice became stiff and rigid, just like a robot, triggering responses based on key words.

permission denied?

Qiu Jue has heard this answer many times, Qiu Jue recalled.

When Qiu Jue had just received the plot of the first small world, he asked why someone wanted to change the ending after the story had already ended. The system replied that there was no permission.

Then, when Qiu Jue guessed that their mission was to normalize the operation of the entire small world and make it an independent small world with its own logic, the system also asked Qiu Jue how he guessed it? Obviously, he didn't have the authority.

What are permissions...?

[System, how to upgrade permissions? ]

[Sorry host, you don't have the authority to know. ]

6. I asked how to upgrade but I didn’t have permission.

[… Am I at the lowest level of authority? ] Qiu Jue felt a headache. After experiencing two worlds, he felt that the progress of the strategy was smoother, but he was also more confused.

Although he had been to the Plane Company and had signed the contract, Qiu Jue suddenly became even more confused. He didn't know why he had signed the contract and why he had to save the second male lead.

Moreover, Feng Qingyun's voice sounds very much like Song Xing's, and Jiang Miao's eyes now look exactly like Song Xing's. Both the expression and the meaning behind them always make Qiu Jue feel familiar.

[System, do you have any template for setting up the second male lead? Why are they all like you? ]

[No, host. The existence of the second male lead is inherent in the small world. Neither his shape nor his appearance can be controlled by the system! ]

[…So I’m actually attracted to a certain type, right? Like the old man who collects a lot of Chunyuan figures?]

[If you understand it this way, that's fine, host.] The system laughed, and the laughter was full of gloating: [After all, in the three worlds now, the host seems to have some other feelings for the second male lead!]

Qiu Jue covered his head, feeling that his worldview was about to collapse.

He has lived two lifetimes, how come he just realized that he is a scumbag.

Yes, when his heart was only with Song Xing, he got involved with Feng Qingyun. He should have known at that time that he was a scumbag.

It's over, it's useless, it's destroyed.

Jiang Miao looked at Qiu Jue who was frowning beside him as if in deep thought. He blinked his eyelashes nervously, and his fingers were clenched around something.

It is Jiang Miao's habit to hold something in his hand. This is the only way for him to vent his emotions.

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