Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

I have been in the capital for almost three months.

Even Ryan probably couldn't stand Gu Yao's lazy lifestyle and pulled him out of bed.

"Salsis, will you come with me to the banquet today?"

Gu Yao pushed away the face that was so close to hers. "Speak properly, stop acting cute." As she spoke, she pulled her sleeve out.

Ryan lowered his eyes, withdrew his hand, smiled, and asked with a burning gaze, "Would you like to come along, sir?"

Gu Yao lay on the rattan chair and yawned. The sunlight filtering through the hanging green vines made him feel a little lazy.

The boy squatted down in front of him, hooking his finger around his, his eyes wide open, looking just like an unwanted puppy.

The anticipation in his eyes almost solidified into a tangible form.

Gu Yao sighed softly and flicked the boy's head. "Then go ahead, but make it clear, I won't be wearing shoes."

If you can't solve this problem, then don't blame me for not spending time with you.

After saying that, Gu Yao closed his eyes and lay back down.

I'm no longer going to watch those little brats pretend to be pitiful.

Magic gently swayed the hanging rattan chair, looking quite content.

Ryan received Gu Yao's nod, composed himself, and chuckled, "Then, sir, please prepare to accompany me to the banquet."

He seemed to have anticipated this and had already devised a countermeasure.

Gu Yao waved his hand, his meaning clear: get lost and don't disturb his afternoon nap.

Ryan smiled gently, stood up, looked at the person who was comfortably slacking off, leaned down and placed a kiss on Gu Yao's forehead.

"Then I'll go prepare."

Before Gu Yao could react, she quickly left the balcony.

Gu Yao shook his head.

Continue to be a parasite.

He wondered if it was just his imagination, but it seemed like all the roses on the balcony were in bloom today.

It smells wonderful.

***

Sitting in the carriage, Gu Yao shook his wide sleeves.

I never expected that Ryan would have a set of clothes made for me based on the clothes he usually wears.

The combination of Chinese and Western elements doesn't seem out of place.

For important church occasions, the formal attire is always a robe.

The floor-length robe just covered Gu Yao's feet.

If you can't see the feet, it doesn't really matter whether they're wearing shoes or not.

Gu Yao leaned against the carriage and cursed the little brat a thousand times.

It must have been planned long ago.

Ryan smiled innocently, kneading Gu Yao's hand with a flattering expression. "Don't be angry, sir. I've been making such big moves lately, and my nominal father is about to die. Those people will definitely target me. I need your protection, sir. I'm scared."

Although he said he was scared, his eyes were full of excitement.

It's more like they're eager to cause trouble.

Fear without sincerity.

Gu Yao clicked his tongue lightly, looked the person in front of him up and down, and looked disgusted.

"too weak."

The boy, who had been rejected, didn't change his expression. Instead, he climbed up the pole, moved closer to Gu Yao, and nodded. "Yes, I'm too weak. Mr. Mermaid, you have to protect me even more."

Her emerald eyes held a glimmer of light, which flickered in Gu Yao's eyes, allowing the little brat to take advantage and hug her waist.

Ryan smiled slyly, burying half his face in Gu Yao's silver hair, taking a deep breath filled with the scent of roses.

It was all the same smell as him.

It's really delightful.

Gu Yao felt uncomfortable being rubbed against. Mermaids don't like the heat, and being dragged out on a summer night by a little brat, forced to wear such an elaborate dress, was already making him feel bad.

This little rascal is quite clingy.

Human body temperature is really too high.

I was already upset, and then this guy started rubbing against me like that.

With a cold face, Gu Yao shoved Ryan's face away and jumped off the carriage before it had even come to a complete stop.

"Sir, wait for me, I was wrong."

Ryan called out as he caught up with Gu Yao, who was walking briskly.

The eldest and second princes, who were talking together, turned their heads and saw their younger brother, who had returned halfway and become the Holy Son, reaching out to grab someone's sleeve.

The man had a cold face, while his usually arrogant younger brother lowered his head and coaxed him gently, eagerly letting the other man trample on his dignity.

The eldest prince narrowed his eyes, carefully examining the young man in the long robe, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

Is this the person their younger brother kept as a mistress?

No wonder that arrogant person took a liking to her; she is indeed extremely beautiful.

Standing next to their younger brother, who was first and foremost famous in the capital for his good looks, he was in no way inferior.

After being softened by the little brat's words, Gu Yao's gaze softened, and he let Ryan hold his hand.

There were many scrutinizing eyes in the shadows.

But Gu Yao had never seen anything as brazen as the one that was now falling on him.

Her azure eyes narrowed slightly as she turned her head to look at the source of that gaze.

His limited patience was reserved for the youngsters; he didn't have the ability to feign compliance with others.

The eldest prince felt a jolt in his heart, startled by the undisguised killing intent in those eyes.

Ryan was just being all sweet and coquettish when he noticed the person next to him suddenly turn serious. He followed Gu Yao's gaze and saw that his older brother looked like he had seen a ghost.

The boy lowered his eyebrows slightly, his eyes revealing obvious displeasure.

Even from a distance, the four of them had already exchanged glances.

They can't stand each other.