Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

The sun was shining at noon, and Xia Ge found a hypocritical excuse such as "I'm sorry for hurting your leg, so I want to **** you back", "Brothers should love each other", and helped Ye Ze to go to his current temporary residence. .

On the way, she has been in a daze.

Thinking about...systems, wear books, true and false.

When the system appeared, she thought it was auditory hallucinations, and later thought it was a fuck, and then later felt that her true feelings over the years were simply a joke, and in the end she was numb.

The road is wonderful and colorful.

Ah, do you think about it? The world you have been feeling for three years is actually a book.

All the injuries you have experienced, the pain you have experienced, the torture you have endured, the suffering you have felt--

Originally, all of them were false.

Maybe the person you care about is just a piece of paper.

Oh, maybe it's not even a piece of paper, maybe it's just a line when I look back.

All people are words.

all fake.

And she lived for three years in this world like a set board.

The wanderings over the years seem ridiculous and sad.

Does the Son of Destiny, the protagonist, really exist in front of him?

On the way back with Ye Ze, Xia Ge kept thinking about this question.

But later, I felt that this question was meaningless.

Because, even if you know that this is a book, no matter how much you blame yourself, you blame yourself.

What she should be painful or will be painful, and she who should be hungry will still be hungry, thinking of that girl, who should be sad, will be sad as well.

Three years are not long, but not short.

But it was enough for her to make a book a reality.

Where are they all alive?

If you are not a philosopher, what is true or false?

Xia Ge stabilized, thinking of the task of the system.

She has watched "Feng Yue Boundless", so the Son of Destiny in front of her... will be very awesome in the future.

The life experience is very miserable, the family seems to be wiped out?

Hey, if you say this, you were really a young master before.

No wonder it looks so naive.

He will be so good in the future, shouldn't she be smarter and hug her thigh?

Xia Ge followed Ye Ze to a Bodhisattva temple outside the town.

This is the habitat of small town beggars, just like the base camp of the gang of beggars.

"This is where I live." Ye Ze's voice was very crisp, with a little childish voice, but he was very tall, with an appearance of 1.67 meters.

It's also because of her height that Xia Ge will know that she has admitted the wrong person when she grabs the buns.

In broad daylight, the children of the gang of beggars all went to beg. In the corner, an old beggar was lying on a ragged mat, holding a dilapidated fan with several holes in his hand and fanning it there.

"...Can I live here too?"

Xia Ge asked him.

Ye Ze glared at her: "No."

"Xiao Ze'er." The old beggar who kept his eyes closed and fan opened his right eye, "Who is this?"

Ye Ze said, "It's a beggar."

The old beggar said "Oh", "Then stay, there is no shortage of this place."

Ye Ze: "..."

Although the old beggar is old, he still seems to have the right to speak. Ye Ze didn't refute what he said. Although he seemed unconvinced, he still agreed.

The old beggar fanned his fan and glanced at Xia Ge lazily. "We have no rules. We beg during the day and sleep at night. Fights are not allowed. Those who see it have a share."

Xia Ge nodded, actually still wandering, thinking aimlessly about what posture should be used to hold his thigh so that it won't look so ugly...

After the old beggar finished speaking, he didn't care that Xia Ge didn't listen carefully, and he glared at Ye Ze: "You kid, why did you come back in broad daylight? He didn't ask for anything."

Ye Ze didn’t say that his leg was kicked by Xia Ge, so he turned his head and left. In fact, there was only a small injury on his leg, not very painful. It’s just that Xia Ge was too clever, and he didn’t know what was going on. Ye Ze felt it was true. She should be allowed to help herself over.

Ye Ze left, Xia Ge thought for a while, felt that he had to hug the male protagonist's thigh tightly, turned his head and was about to follow out, but was stopped by the old beggar.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Xia Ge stopped and looked back at him suspiciously.

The old beggar slapped the fan and opened both eyes. After looking at her for a while, he closed his eyes lazily, "It's a kind baby."

He paused, and then said: "Along that kid snatched your buns, don't be angry. If the rules of beggars are broken, someone will teach him."

...This old man knew so soon? It is said that the Beggar Gang is well-informed, and it really is not a cover at the moment.

Xia Ge slapped his tongue.

Xia Ge said: "I taught him a lesson."

"That's your business." The old beggar lifted his eyes. "You go with Xiao Ze'er."

Xiao Ze'er...Hey, is the hero's name? Goose bumps.

When Xia Ge left the Bodhisattva Temple, he saw a little boy picking a willow branch and throwing it under the willow tree not far away.

It seems to be waiting for her.

Xia Ge Pidian Pidian passed.

Ye Ze saw her from a distance, lost the branch and left.

"Hey wait for me."

Xia Ge rushed forward, grinning, "Wait for me, why don't you wait a little longer."

Ye Ze: "I don't wait for people with short legs."

Xia Ge: "..." Well, don't be familiar with young thighs.

Thinking of the task of the system, Xia Ge paused, and then asked seriously, "Hey, do you think I am your little friend now?"

Ye Ze glanced at her, disdainfully, "What kind of stuff are you."

Xia Ge: "..." Okay.

Xia Ge used to beg for food by herself, but now when she begs for food, she can't help but pay attention to whether her little friend has something to serve.

This feeling is very novel.

At the same time, Xia Ge found that when Ye Ze was begging, he always had a small face and said to people--

"Please……"

Often people leave without waiting for him to say the second word.

Sure enough, he was a little young master who was difficult to flatter and laugh at others, Xia Ge thought, I don't know how he came here for so many years, so miserable.

The evening came soon.

Unlike Ye Ze, at the end, Xia Ge had harvested a lot of copper-paneled steamed buns. There was even a young lady in the family who saw her smile sweetly and praised her well, and gave her a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

When you want to live well, it won't be that difficult to live.

Come home with a load.

Compared with Ye Ze, it was very miserable. The two miserable buns in his arms looked very sad.

Ye Ze stared at her: "What to look at!"

Xia Geli recovered his eyes, "I didn't look at you."

Hey, the Son of Destiny is angry, so scared.

As the setting sun went down, the sky soon became dark. Ye Ze didn't go back, but found a corner, carefully wiped the buns clean, and chewed.

Xia Ge: "Why don't you go back?"

Ye Ze bit the steamed bun with a small mouth, and paused for a long while, "...it's up to you."

Xia Ge quickly figured out the joints.

The rules that the old beggar said have a share for those who see it.

Originally, there were two steamed buns, and it was quite tragic to be "shared" by those who saw it.

Xia Ge also squatted next to him, and took a steamed bun from his own harvest.

The night was getting darker.

Ye Ze finished eating, but Xia Ge only ate a steamed bun.

Ye Ze frowned when he saw what Xia Ge was full of and frowned, "You..."

Finally, I thought, why bother with this guy, so I shut up and didn't speak any more.

"Go, go back."

The two returned to the ruined temple.

There were many beggars in the ruined temple at night, some were sleeping when they were full, and some were hungry. The old beggar saw that Xia Ge and Ye Ze were back, and squinted his eyes and nodded.

With the sharp eyes that weren't asleep, I saw Singer Xia's food all at once, and his eyes lit up, "You have a share if you see it!!"

A lot of people were awakened at once, but the depression of being awakened was far less than the excitement brought by the four words "you have a share".

Xia Ge was begging for a day's things, and in a blink of an eye he was completely wiped out.

Ye Ze watched mockingly on the side, and didn't want her to "see others", his face was full of "Look at you fool".

The old beggar squinted his eyes, fanned and said nothing.

At this time, someone noticed that Xia Ge was a new face and looked up and down, "New here?"

Xia Ge nodded, with a shy smile, "Yeah."

The person who had received Xia Ge's "You have a share" looked at her silently, and someone snorted, "The bun is unpalatable."

But I finished it silently.

This turmoil lasted only a short while, and soon the food was finished, and everyone didn't speak, and they all slept separately, as if nothing had happened.

The old beggar slammed his fan and closed his eyes.

Late at night.

Somewhat quiet.

Xia Ge didn't have any blankets, and didn't want to sleep on the ground of the ruined temple. The beggars in the temple smelled like an unbearable smell, so he simply ran outside, covered the stars and covered the moon, leaning against the wall and closed his eyes to rest.

This is a must-have course for beggars. She has been accustomed to wandering for three years.

after awhile.

Someone sat down nearby.

Xia Ge closed his eyes and did not open them.

"...Do you think they will appreciate you like this?" Ye Ze whispered, "You are too stupid!"

Don’t ask for two bun’s golden thighs a day and say she’s stupid.

Xia Ge nodded docilely, perfunctorily visible to the naked eye: "Hmm, I'm so stupid."

Ye Ze: "..."

Ye Ze always felt that something was wrong, but the nine-year-old boy couldn't find out the point of violation, so he could only puff his face and get angry.

Xia Ge is funny.

Sure enough, Golden Thigh is still a child.

The moonlight is gentle.

Jin's thigh seemed to be asleep.

Xia Ge opened one eye.

Jin thighs hugged his legs, head little by little, very sleepy, but barely opened his eyes, but quickly squinted again.

Xia Ge only ate a steamed bun. With a "gurg" sound in his stomach, he woke up the sleeping golden thighs all at once.

He stared at Xia Ge, and finally puffed his face, "You are so stupid."

However, before half of his words were said, his stomach also made a "grumbling" sound.

It's late at night, and when the body is growing again, one steamed bun with two steamed buns is already digested.

Ye Ze's face was red with the naked eye.

Xia Ge slowly took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from his arms.

The light osmanthus scent is rippling.

Ye Ze opened his eyes suddenly, "You..."

Xia Ge broke the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in half and handed it to him. She was a little sleepy and didn't want to explain anything. She lazily said, "You have a share when you see it."

Ye Ze: "..."

Xia Ge: "Do you want it?"

Ye Ze wanted to say "no" stubbornly, but his stomach rang again.

very hungry.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is so fragrant.

My father once said that a big man can bend and stretch.

Besides... this was originally the rule set by the old beggar... Others who can see have a share, he, he can too.

Anyway, this guy looks so dumb.

Xia Ge saw her golden thighs sinking into a desperate struggle, and found it interesting. Half an osmanthus cake, if you want it or not, why does it look so painful?

Ye Ze struggled with thoughts for a long time, and finally shook his head, saying very spinelessly: "No!"

Although my father said that he can bend and stretch, he also said...If you see other people doing things that you think are bad, then let yourself not be like them.

This person looks younger than himself, so it is inevitable to be a little stupid. Those people inside bully this stupid man in the name of being a part of the audience. It's too much.

My father once said that he was the only son of the Ye family, with the blood of noble family, so even if he would rather go hungry, he shouldn't become the kind of person he hates.

Ye Ze refused. Xia Ge thought for a while and asked, "Does your leg still hurt?"

Ye Ze: "It doesn't hurt anymore, who do you think I am."

Xia Ge: "I hurt your leg and I owe you half a bun."

"Let's do this, I will give you this half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Xia Ge paused and used honorific words. Her half-squinted eyes widened slightly, and the silvery moonlight dazzled her with a faint smile. I mean, "Your lord has a lot of cakes. If you eat a cake, forgive me?"

Ye Ze puffed his cheeks, "I didn't blame you, you are so stupid."

But watching Xia Ge see him, his eyes are clear, reflecting the bright moonlight.

Finally, he stretched out his hand and took her sweet-scented osmanthus cake carefully, "...just, I can barely forgive you."

Xia Ge didn't say anything. The two squatted in the corner like thieves, and ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

The aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus cake floated to the temple.

A few beggars opened their eyes, some people wanted to talk, and after being stared at by someone, they closed their mouths in a daze.

The man glanced around, saw no one dared to speak, snorted, and then closed his eyes casually.

If Xia Ge saw it, he would definitely recognize that the glaring beggar was the one who said the buns were unpalatable before.

It is not meaningless to have a share in the audience.

The old beggar slammed the fan and turned over casually.

It's a kind and smart little doll.