Dressed as a female supporting role in an abusive novel, she was spoiled by the male lead

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Huo Siyuan put his palm on his forehead, lowered his head and smiled, he stretched out his hand to bring Song Li into his arms, and rested his chin on the top of her head.

Huo Siyuan let out a long sigh: "That's great."

At least, with this sentence, it is infinitely better than the previous life.

Song Li looked up at him strangely, is Huo Siyuan a little strange today?
"Ari, I'll go with you."

The plot has already deviated from the original script, and all developments are out of control. Even if the system was consumed by his calculations and fell into a deep sleep, he is still worried.

He swore that his Ali would never be hurt again.

Huo Siyuan stroked Song Li's hair, and regained that gentle look, with a light smile in his eyes, like the spring breeze in March and the rising sun in June, gentle and hot.

"She hurt you, I don't feel relieved if you go alone." Huo Siyuan's voice was gentle, but his tone was irresistible.

And, it's time for this to end.

Huo Siyuan lowered his eyes, and at an angle that Song Li couldn't see, a vicious and bloodthirsty flashed in his eyes.Looking at Song Li again, his eyes were full of tenderness and tenderness that could make people drown, and he continued: "I'm afraid you will get hurt again."

Song Li: "...Okay."

She actually didn't want Huo Siyuan and Hua Rongrong to meet, after all, they are the heroes and heroines of their world, even if the plot has collapsed, but if the identity of the hero and heroine dictates it, Huo Siyuan will fall in love with the heroine just like in the plot What should the Lord do?
The traditional routines of abusive literature, the male protagonist abused the female protagonist thousands of times in the early stage, misunderstood kidney digging on X abortion, etc., various abusive literary routines took turns.

In the later stage, the male lead suddenly realizes that he regrets the past, and the hatred and contempt for the female lead turns into ignorance of love and deepens, loves so much that he wants to, staged a happy chasing wife crematorium.

Song Li used to wish that the hero and heroine could be a couple, but now——

Song Li grabbed Huo Siyuan's arm, and stared at him fiercely, "Huo Siyuan, let's talk about it first, you go home, but you must not be interested in Huarongrong!"

Huo Siyuan: "..."

He stretched out his hand to pinch Song Li's chin, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, a little annoyed and more helpless.

"What's going on in your head?" He couldn't help flicking Song Li's forehead.

Song Li covered his forehead and glared at him angrily: "Huo Siyuan!"

Huo Siyuan blinked with a very innocent expression, "Ali, how can you question my love for you? From the moment I met you, my eyes, my heart, my blood and every breath are all about you." .As long as you want, I can dig out my heart and give it to you."

In a love conversation, Song Li grasped what he wanted to focus on: "From the moment you met me? Huo Siyuan, so to speak, your love is the former...me?"

Huo Siyuan: "..."

Here comes the familiar, suffocating sense of hopelessness again.

Huo Siyuan: "Ali, let me help you pack your things."

"No, you answer me first."

"Ali..."

"Say!"

"... I don't know since when, my heart is full of you."

"Heh, I said it was love at first sight just now, but now I can't get enough of it. It really is a man's mouth that deceives people."

"..."

"Go away! Get out of the way!"

"..."

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Princess Island is not too close to the capital of country T, but it's not too far either.

Song Li and Huo Siyuan flew to the Huo family's private jet for over an hour.

In the spacious and comfortable private jet that can rival the restaurants of star-rated hotels, Song Li looked out the window at the sea of ​​clouds.

Ten thousand zhang rays of light float above the sea of ​​clouds, boundless and endless, looking down, everything in the world is so small.

Huo Siyuan sat beside her, holding her hand, intertwining his fingers.

"A Li, this winter is over, let's go back and hold the wedding." Huo Siyuan followed Song Li's gaze, and his gaze was extremely soft.

Song Li froze, "A wedding..."

Huo Siyuan clenched Song Li's fingers, his eyes fell on her face, and he didn't miss the slightest change in her expression.

"Ali, you still owe me a wedding."

Song Liqian smiled: "Haven't we already obtained the certificate? The wedding is not important."

Huo Siyuan looked at her quietly, without saying a word.

Song Li: "Okay, we'll hold the wedding when we get back."

A smile appeared on Huo Siyuan's face, and he stretched out his hand to pull a lock of Song Li's hair that fell on his cheek behind his ear, gently pinched her earlobe, and slid his hand to Song Li's shoulder, embracing him arms.

"Ali, after the wedding, where do you want to go for your honeymoon? I remember you like the ancient city very much..."

She leaned against Huo Siyuan's chest, listening to him talking about the customs and customs of different cities and regions in a pleasant tone, which she liked and was interested in.

Song Li's whole body was enveloped by his aura, feeling the scorching heat from his body.Through the thin clothes, I heard a steady and powerful beating from his chest, one click at a time.

In a trance, Song Li suddenly had an absurd delusion that time stood still.

It seems that time is frozen at this moment.

Or stay here...

The sudden thought made her tremble.

Song Li bit her lip hard, the tingling pain brought her back to her senses.

No.

She wants to go back.

Her relatives are still waiting for her...

Song Li's heart suddenly felt a stabbing pain, which was sharp, sour and uncomfortable.

She closed her eyes tightly, pushing the thought out of her mind.

Song Li suddenly wrapped his arms around Huo Siyuan's neck and hugged him tightly.

Huo Siyuan was instantly flattered, "A Li?"

Song Li didn't speak, just hugged him like this.

Although I fell in love with this man, compared to the love we have been together for less than a year, the family relationship of decades is more difficult for people to let go.

Huo Siyuan...

I am sorry.

Let's just have a short romance and call it a day.

Maybe, as soon as she left, the original owner would come back?
The person Huo Siyuan likes may not be her.

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Song Li was brought up by his grandfather since he was born, and the relationship between grandpa and grandson is very good.

If it wasn't for his grandfather, Song Li would have died a long time ago.

Song Li's father Song Dewu was very honest, honest to the point of cowardice.Now, it is the standard kind of honest person who "find an honest man to marry when you get tired of playing".

Not in a positive way.

Song Dewu is a humble and bottomless licking dog who crazily kneels and licks Song Li's biological mother Li Suwen.

Li Suwen is elegant in appearance, advocating ancient etiquette, and likes music, chess, calligraphy, painting, tea and wine culture and art.But these hobbies of hers require a lot of money to pile up. This is a game that only rich people can afford.

Li Suwen's family background is ordinary and she has never worked. Her romantic hobbies are completely supported by Song Dewu's hard work of several jobs.

Li Suwen looked down on Song Dewu, calling him around like a dog, while despising him, he enjoyed his support with peace of mind, and regarded this behavior as a charity to him.

(End of this chapter)