Small cannon fodder is becoming beautiful every day [Quick Transmigration]

Huayang is like a fish in water in the academy, not only makes the old master favor him, but also makes the scholars look after him.

They coaxed and held Huayang, fearing that he would be a little bit unhappy, even rushing to help with homework.

However, Huayang was still struggling at the beginning, but he soon exploded with amazing talent. He has a photographic memory, and if he writes with spirit, he will write a book in an instant.

Fortunately, he has a bright temper, doesn't compete with others, has no ambition to obtain fame, and often comforts the sad students, which is quite popular.

In the academy, it is rare to have joy, and every day is full of laughter.

The old master's frown was gradually relieved during their hard study.

As far as the eye can see, the scholars are all smiling, except for one person.

Yu Xiangchao sat in the corner, watching them surround Huayang like stars holding the moon, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

These days, Huayang has no quarrel with him, and the relationship is getting deeper and deeper, but his aura is too bright, and he is always the focus of the crowd wherever he goes.

Yu Xiangchao's face was full of sorrow, and he wanted to call him over, but he didn't want to interfere too much, so he could only sigh frequently.

At this time, Fang Honghui approached, and pointedly said: "You are not reconciled, do you want to stop worrying?"

Yu Xiangchao glanced at him and said impatiently, "Don't talk nonsense."

They didn't have much friendship at first, but these days, this Fang Honghui came over from time to time and said some weird words, disturbing people.

Unexpectedly, Fang Honghui didn't give up when he received the cold face. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't deny it, beauty, who doesn't like it."

Yu Xiangchao paused, and took a deep look at him, "So, you like it too?"

Fang Honghui was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Naturally."

After seeing the brightness of the bright moon, how can we be satisfied with the brilliance of pearls.

Yu Xiangchao snorted coldly, his eyes were slightly cold, and he warned: "You give up."

In an instant, Fang Honghui's face changed, black mist lingered on his handsome face, and his tone also changed: "What do you mean?"

Others like Huayang, Yu Xiangchao endured it silently, he likes it too, but let him give up?

In terms of family background, he is no worse than the Yu family, how can he be looked down upon by him, it is extremely ridiculous.

Yu Xiang didn't change his face, and his words showed sharp sharpness: "Your liking is too terrifying, it's shocking, Huayang is still childish, I can't bear it."

He is not a fool, Fang Honghui's eyes are too possessive, with fierce and cruel intentions, if he does not come out, it will be fine, once he makes a move, it will definitely hurt someone.

What's more, who doesn't love beauties, other people's love is pure, with appreciation.

Only Fang Honghui is a man's favorite for prey.

Thinking about it, Yu Xiang said coldly: "If you dare to attack him, I will not let you go."

Fang Honghui laughed wildly, and said in a harsh tone, "Why are you fighting with me?"

"With the pen in my hand!"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Xiangchao grabbed the pen holder beside him and stabbed it hard.

Fang Honghui was startled suddenly, and withdrew his hand suddenly, and said with lingering fear, "Are you crazy?" His hand was almost useless.

Yu Xiangchao looked arrogant, and said disdainfully, "I thought you were ruthless, but that's all."

"You! You are very good..." Fang Honghui was furious, and said with a livid face: "There is still a mountain, how long can you be proud?"

Yu Xiangchao pursed his lips and looked at him coldly.

Finally, under his gaze, an annoying sense of frustration welled up in his heart. Fang Honghui was so angry that he shook his hands and said:

"Hmph, bluffing, to tell you the truth, I know your secret, but I may not be able to keep it."

However, Fang Honghui waited and waited, but he turned into anger and left in a huff.

But Yu Xiang didn't change his face, but his heart was full of shocking waves.

Secret... what secret?

At this moment, Yu Xiangbo came over, frowned and asked, "What are you arguing about?"

Yu Xiangchao said so and so with a cold face.

Yu Xiangbo's face darkened, and he said, "Be careful, don't let him get close to the brothers of the Hua family."

Mentioning the brothers of the Hua family, Yu Xiangchao showed off his face and jokingly asked, "Brother, you and Huatong..."

"Speak carefully, we are innocent!"

"Brother, I didn't say anything, what are you in a hurry for?" Yu Xiangchao smiled and drew his voice: "Besides, you are married, and you still care about innocence?"

Yu Xiangbo chatted slightly, and said solemnly: "I only want to study in my heart, and I don't want to talk about love."

Suddenly, an angry voice sounded from behind: "Master Yu is really kind, you deserve to be named on the gold list!"

Yu Xiangbo looked back suddenly, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

The system sneered again and again, threw the food basket on the table, turned around and left.

In an instant, Yu Xiangbo grabbed his hand and said anxiously: "Don't go, I just said it casually."

"Who are you lying to? You don't want to be named on the gold list, and you don't want to be surrounded by wives and concubines?"

Yu Xiangbo was filled with remorse, pulled him aside, and coaxed, "I only want you, why are there so many wives and concubines?"

The system turned its head and remained silent.

For the first time in his life, Yu Xiangbo panicked. He circled around his sweetheart and said angrily, "I shouldn't be talking nonsense, don't be angry."

At this time, Yu Xiangchao was amazed and said to himself: "A hero is sad for a beauty."

"What's the matter?"

Yu Xiangchao was startled suddenly, turned his head and said, "Hua Yang, you scared me."

Hua Yang smiled like a flower, pointed to the tip of his nose, and said innocently: "Did you do something wrong?"

"No...no..."

Hua Yang glanced not far away, giggling: "You still said no, why are you staring at them all the time?"

Yu Xiangchao sighed, and while there was no one around, he quietly held his little hand, full of emotion.

Even the eldest brother and Hua Tong are gradually falling in love, and he and Hua Yang are still far away.

Suddenly, Hua Yang hooked his fingers at him and led him to a remote corner.

Here, weeds are overgrown and lonely.

Yu Xiangchao was at a loss, "What are you doing?"

Hua Yang raised a sweet smile, threw herself into his arms, hugged his strong waist tightly, and said delicately: "It's okay, I just want to hug you."

Yu Xiangchao was overjoyed, hugged him in his arms as if in a dream, and spoke incoherently: "You often ignore me, making me worry all day long."

Yu Xiangchao swears that the thing he regrets the most is bringing Huayang to the academy.

If the little person in his arms changes his mind, how can he survive?

Hua Yang stared at him deeply, with tears in his eyes, thousands of thoughts hidden in his heart, and condensed into one sentence: "You love me very much."

From this world to that world, this man followed him all the way and never left him. Even if he lost his memory, he could always fall in love with him and cherish him.

Not long ago, the system received feedback that an unknown loophole appeared in the world in the book, and the three protagonists Huayang experienced were abnormal.

After analysis, they were the same person, or in other words, clones of the same person.

Hua Yang came from the world of cultivating immortals. He once heard that there is a very dangerous secret method that can make people lose their three souls and practice in the three thousand worlds.

When the three souls condense again, the memories are compatible, the experience is accumulated, and the practice will be able to make rapid progress.

Hua Yang speculates that Li Chong, Ling Yi and Yu Xiangchao are the three souls that someone dispersed, but who are they?

Who followed him all the way at the risk of losing his soul?

Hua Yang touched his side face, wanted to speak, but was speechless, only a pair of eyes full of autumn water, full of gratitude.

Yu Xiangchao took his little hand with his backhand, pushed him against the wall, and kissed him wantonly.

The climax is surging, the heart moves at will, and the two of you talk to each other in a corner where there is no one, with lips and teeth attached to each other.

Hua Yang was so kissed that she couldn't breathe, she obediently lay on the man's body, her skin was flushed red, and she uttered tender whimpers from time to time.

Boundless spring.