Male transmigrates into female: The male protagonists all love to eavesdrop on my innermost thoughts

Especially Long Yuan, because she had been watching him the longest. That damned bitch, I really don't know where she got the nerve to hate him so much.

Those who didn't know the truth would think he had forced himself on her.

Fueled by a bit of alcohol, Mu Zhen sang wildly, his voice perfectly in tune, and his guitar playing was just right. He wanted to vent his frustrations to them. Even in the orphanage, he had never been such a subservient grandson.

Even now, when I vent my anger, I don't dare to do it too obviously. In this unfamiliar world, surrounded by a group of strangers, all I think about every day is how to please others without any regard for human rights.

If my efforts could be rewarded, that would be great. But damn it, after all these days, I haven't earned a single point.

In other words, they still have to kill him in the end.

I really want to ask them what they want him to do before they'll let him go.

After repeating it twice more, he angrily threw down the guitar, put on a smile, went over and sat down to continue eating and drinking: "Eat, eat, eat!"

"Huh? There's a shooting star! Quickly make a wish!" Huangfu Zique put down his chopsticks, and when another shooting star streaked across the sky, he quickly put his hands together, closed his eyes, and made a wish.

I hope Lolo will agree to marry me soon!

Mu Zhen first poured Mu Yunfei a full glass of wine, then chuckled and put his arm around Huangfu Zique, pointing to the so-called shooting star in the sky, and proudly explained to him, "It's just the poop of a comet. Because it was moving so fast, it sparked when it rubbed against the atmosphere, which is why it glowed."

It does not have the function of granting people's wishes.

"Hey, Brother Que, you're an educated man, how can you pin your hopes on a pile of shit?"

Huangfu Zique: ...

Could this person be any more vulgar? And is it really appropriate to say something like "a pile of shit" while eating?

The worst part was that when another meteor appeared, Huangfu Zique felt as if there was something wrong with his eyes; he actually thought he saw a pile of poop flying through the sky...

Disappointed, he pushed the woman aside and rolled his eyes: "You think you know so much!" As if everyone knew the principles involved, talking about comet poop, when it's clearly just some cosmic fragments and asteroids.

Mou Zhen raised an eyebrow, feeling proud of himself for having pulled off another impressive feat: "I just don't want you, Brother Que, to be led astray by some ignorant people."

Well, actually he didn't know much; he learned it all from his friends in the underworld. To avoid being grilled on about astronomy and such, he quickly turned around and looked for other people.

Emperor Tianhuang and Fu Tingyu seemed to be discussing some official business, and they both seemed very serious.

Only his younger brother, Mu Yunfei, was drinking alone under the lamp. He quickly went over to strike up a conversation: "Brother Fei, drinking alone is no fun, is it? Come on, let's play a drinking game."

"You're a girl, why do you always act like a man? Watching porn and playing drinking games, and you always refer to yourself as 'little brother,' shouldn't you be called 'little sister'?" After saying that, Huangfu Zique glanced meaningfully at the other woman's wide-open legs.

Thank goodness I wasn't wearing a skirt, otherwise from this angle, they would have seen everything.

Mu Zhen frowned. He was worried that if she kept referring to herself as "little sister" for too long, it would become a habit. If she accidentally called herself the wrong person when they got back, it would be a huge and disastrous blunder.

If this kind of blunder happens a few more times, he wouldn't be able to explain it even if he had a hundred mouths.

Imagine a bald "big brother" who keeps referring to himself as a "little sister" – it's terrifying to even think about.

Habits are a terrible thing and must be nipped in the bud.

"I'm a real tomboy, and I'm used to calling myself 'little brother.' You don't need to worry about it. Come on, Fei-ge, let's row... damn it!"

"Go away!"

Annoyed that the woman had hooked her arm around his neck so naturally, Mu Yunfei grabbed her wrist, pulled her towards him, shoved her back hard, and when he was at a suitable distance to lift his foot, kicked her hard in the stomach.

Because Mu Zhen had drunk a few too many drinks, she completely forgot the other party's warning not to touch her indiscriminately. By the time she realized the danger, the other party had already been kicked away.

The change came too quickly; even if Emperor Tianhuang wanted to stop it, it was too late.

"boom!"

Her slender body slammed heavily onto the floor, but the damage wasn't over yet. Due to inertia, Mu Zhen began to slide uncontrollably toward the coffee table after landing.

The alarm bells blared immediately. If they really crashed into him, given his current skinny, bamboo-like frame, it would be hard to guarantee that he wouldn't suffer broken bones or injuries.

So as they passed a dark figure, they quickly reached out and hugged it tightly.

Finally, when she was only half a meter away from the coffee table, her body stopped sliding. Only then did she have time to look at what she was hugging, which turned out to be a pair of human legs.

Who else could be sitting here besides that person? Looking up, sure enough, what came into view was a pair of eyes filled with disgust and mockery.

Long Yuan seemed to be in a pretty good mood at the moment. Although he was very averse to being touched by a woman, her current disheveled state actually pleased him.

This condescending posture, as if looking down on a dying, struggling maggot, successfully insulted Mu Zhen.

What made him even more embarrassed was that he had actually taken the initiative to hug Long Yuan's leg. The unbearable scene from that day reappeared in his mind, and he felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. He hurriedly let go of his arms and took several steps back while enduring the excruciating pain in his body.

"Hey! Are you alright?" Huangfu Zique asked with concern, but refused to step forward to help him up.

Mu Yunfei didn't expect that someone who usually seemed so strong and domineering would be so vulnerable. He had only used half of his strength, and wasn't she a trained fighter?

Realizing he might have gone too far, but seeing that Mu Yunya could still move and didn't seem to be seriously injured, he stopped looking at her.

Emperor Tianhuang also breathed a sigh of relief. However, as the crown prince, even if he was worried about not getting some important information, how could he really lower himself to help a small fry?

Fu Tingyu's eyes showed a hint of struggle, but when he thought of the times the other party had bullied his beloved woman, he ultimately decided not to meddle.

Mu Zhen clutched his abdomen, his tailbone hurt, pressing his tailbone made his chest hurt, and even the back of his head had been hit, but the most painful place was his stomach.

That damn Mu Yunfei, that kick was too brutal. Was he trying to kill him?

Besides, it's been so long, why hasn't anyone come to help him up? It really hurts. His body is so weak. He was just kicked, but it feels like a boomerang is churning inside his abdomen.

And the pain was getting worse, so I had to hug my lower abdomen and curl up as much as possible, which actually relieved some of the pain.