Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

On the other hand, Song Hongli told the truth that his heart was a little helpless.

As the protagonist, what happened to the qualifications in the early stage?

You know, the protagonist of the waste stream in most novels is a waste at the beginning.

Then when she gets to the late stage, she will definitely get some heaven-defying chance, and then change her previous qualifications and start her journey to Long Aotian.

Now that the protagonist is still so small, there is really nothing to worry about.

"Okay, don't think about it, it's time to teach you how to write."

After regaining his senses, Song Hongli applied the medicine to Song Qinglian, soothed Xiao Qinglian for a while, and after cleaning up, he and Song Hongli went out of the courtyard together.

Song Hongli is also fortunate, fortunate that the little apprentice forgot about sleeping in, and this matter was so fooled by him.

However, Song Hongli felt a little depressed when he found out that he was sleeping late.

If it wasn't for having to teach Song Qinglian some words in the morning, I wouldn't need to come in and call her, and I wouldn't have found out that he was sleeping in instead of cultivation.

But he didn't understand, why Song Qinglian, who is very talented on Cultivation Technique, is so stupid when it comes to reading and writing.

Obviously, those Sword Technique, Fist Technique and the like can be learned by Xiao Qinglian in a short time.

But after three full years, not only the characters have been learned, but even the character "one" is also a dog crawling character.

Song Hongli thinks that even he can't write such bad words with his feet.

In the yard, under a pear tree.

Song Hongli sat upright on the stone chair, opposite Song Qinglian with a serious face, and there was a book between the two.

Song Hongli stretched out his hand, pointed to the first line of the book, opened his lips and read it slowly.

Song Qinglian quietly looked at Master own, the black blue silk scattered at will, as beautiful as a waterfall.

The sword eyebrows are raised upwards, and under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, there are a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew.

Ying Ting's nose bridge, a pair of beautiful eyes that do not contain any Impurities, clear but bottomless, and that fair skin...

The golden sun shines through the pear blossoms, and his master is more dignified and noble with a little golden light.

However, if you only look at her face, her master is suave.

Wearing a simple white robe, even standing there quietly, it is full of beauty, with a unique charm, giving people a noble Tsinghua feeling.

Just looking at it is fascinating.

Song Qinglian's mind long ago did not know where to fly, and her eyes were only on the man who was like a fairy.

Listening to Song Hongli's words, she didn't know what he was talking about, but only nodded in agreement, indicating that she was listening carefully.

If you can, if you can kiss it, let that chattering mouth shut, no more words from these books, but some other voice...

"Have you learned something?"

Song Qinglian didn't speak for a long time, Song Hongli saw her staring at him in a daze, and suddenly became sullen.

Good guy, his mouth was dry, and he didn't even hear a word.

On the other side, Song Qinglian came back to her senses, first nodded hastily, then raised her little face, and looked at the attractive fair skin and neck contour.

Song Qinglian's heart was beating wildly.

I really want to kiss...

However, Master will be angry, right?

No, the Master spoils himself so much that he doesn't care about such trivial things...

But now the Master looks a little angry.

After hesitating again and again, Song Qinglian's heart sank, turned her face to the side and kissed Song Hongli's earlobe lightly.

Immediately, he buried his face in Song Hongli's shoulder like a child who did something wrong.

Song Hongli was sitting upright.

Suddenly feeling Song Qinglian's breath and touch on the earlobe, the ear immediately turned red, and the face and neck on that side were stained with a lot of blush.

This little brat... In the world, only she and that little girl Luo Qingzhi dared to treat herself like this.

Song Hongli frowned and was about to scold Song Qinglian.

But Song Qinglian spoke first, and apologized tenderly: "Master...I'm wrong, Master is so good-looking, I was stunned just now."

Song Hongli didn't feel good to reprimand any more.

This little Qinglian is really...

The class was not very good, and it made his face blushed for nothing, making Song Hongli a little unwilling to let it pass.

But after doing this, Song Hongli's anger disappeared a little, and he said, "Okay, do it again, this time you have to listen carefully."

After reading a paragraph, Song Hongli looked at Song Qinglian again, Song Qinglian's curled eyelashes trembled, and two blushes flew on her white cheeks, as if she was quite embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm too stupid."

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