The Outer God Needs Warmth - Chapter 150: Nothing is going smoothly (5)

Yan Su, the actor with the most green hats in history, was thrown into another world by a chandelier after rejecting his green tea girlfriend.
Just when he was going to show his strength in the new world, he found that he still had N green hats.
Yan Su: ? Am I not the male lead?
No Words to Say System x Thousands of People and Thousands of Faces The Demon King Protagonist→Professional Demolition of Fish Ponds
World One: After the Rebirth of the Doomsday Heroine
I turned against her six remaining gangster boyfriends (Completed)
World 2: The Road to the Queen of Little White Flowers
The heroine no longer has to worry about someone forcibly giving her resources (Completed)
World 3: When the magic nun wants to whitewash
I wash the black for the heroine (completed)
World 4: School bully also wants to go to Qingbei
Cover the vest, don’t drop it (completed)
World 5: Through the wonderful life of the heroine
After breaking up the engagement, the male protagonists want to put her back (completed)
World Six: The Open Life of a Metaphysical Little Celestial Master
Thank you, I am hanging, I ran away by myself (Completed)

Edible Guidelines:
1. The male protagonist is handsome, A and playful, no CP, no emotional drama, there is a problem with the female protagonist in this article, the reason for the setting is not explained, and the three views of the female protagonist do not represent the three views of the author
2. All the worlds in this article are empty, and the party retreats.
3. The author, glass heart, is a primary school student, freeing himself, rejecting human attacks and steel bars, and abandoning the text without notice, you can press the return button.
4. I beg you, collect the author or comment on it, qaq can punch in the card and sprinkle flowers, give the author a little motivation!

This article is also known as
#There are always female protagonists who have three wrong views# #How to counter the enemy boss#

Content tags: Heaven’s Chosen System Quick Pass Through Books
Search keywords: Protagonist: Yan Su ┃ Supporting role: Pre-received text: After wearing it back, the villain’s school grass took a fancy to [Chuangshu] ┃ Others:
One sentence introduction: What is the use of me wanting this male protagonist?
Concept: Everyone is their own absolute protagonist

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“Hello, A007. My name is Mei Lu, a maid.”

“Bound to you, can you help me find the owner?”

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The journey of a generation’s male empress started because of four words.

“Send a dowry escort.”

During the 19th year of Yuanqing, Qi Yunruo boarded a carriage and entered through a corner door of the second prince’s estate. Then, across the watery corridor, he gazed at the prince from afar.

Notes:

For aristocratic women in imperial China to marry into a family part of the upper nobility, they must be of the legitimate line and must also have an escort/dowry maid that married into that family. That escort would be a “ying” (媵) and could be considered a concubine.

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