Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

"Master, your body is so fragrant and warm, why is your waist so thin? Could it be that you eat Steamed bun every day to get hungry?"

Su Zhaoxue said seriously, she felt that Song Hongli was very good at cooking, but the food was poor.

Don't look at others, just look at Song Hongli, Su Zhaoxue once paid attention to Song Hongli's three meals a day.

In addition to drinking a bowl of porridge in the morning, most of these people eat a few mouthfuls of vegetarian food at noon and night, and they are dry chewing the tasteless Steamed bun.

In this way, Su Zhaoxue knew why Song Hongli's waist was so thin, and he would definitely not be able to eat meat to torture him.

"Fox Demon, I'm making the bed, you let me go first."

Song Hongli didn't mind Su Zhaoxue hugging him, even if the soft object on his back was a little in the way.

But he knew that this fox always liked to be clingy, and liked to drill in warm places, so he had already gotten used to it after so many days.

But at the moment, he was still making the bed, and the fox was holding on to him again, which was really troublesome.

"Master, why don't you eat something else? People who are too thin don't look good."

Su Zhaoxue naturally ignored Song Hongli's words and continued to ask.

"The human skin is an illusion, why should I care too much. What's more, I am not without other food."

"Master said something difficult to understand. Since you have other food, why don't you eat it?"

"Hey...you Fox Demon, why are there so many problems today."

Seeing that Su Zhaoxue was still talking nonsense, Song Hongli was too lazy to pay attention to her, and was about to turn around and continue to make the bed.

But then he heard the voice behind him and saw Su Zhaoxue go to the cupboard to eat again, she shook her head helplessly.

He's not a big eater, and eating Steamed buns doesn't make any difference to him.

When he was in the sect, many disciples offered him homemade food, but most of them declined.

Even if they had to accept it, they would share it with Luo Qingzhi, Song Qinglian and the others, and he never kept any of it.

"You've eaten it for a while, so save it so you don't break it again."

Song Hongli saw that Su Zhaoxue had eaten all the pastries in the box found by Ou Li in the cabinet, and had to reach out to open another box, so he hurriedly stopped her and poured her a cup of tea.

"But Zhaoxue is really hungry..."

Seeing Song Hongli stopping him, Su Zhaoxue looked at Song Hongli aggrieved, but she kept eating.

Song Hongli didn't want to return to her, glanced at Su Zhaoxue's open clothes and the food left at the corners of her mouth, picked up a handkerchief, wiped her clean, and arranged her clothes for her.

"Master, why are you ignoring me?"

Seeing Song Hongli standing in front of him, Su Zhaoxue wiped his face with a handkerchief.

Because of this action, they were very close, and when they breathed, they also inhaled the breath of each other's body.

Su Zhaoxue quietly looked at Song Hongli's approaching face, and she found that Song Hongli's facial features were very delicate.

Song Hongli's eyebrows are very thin, a little shallow, but not thin, and very neat, like his serious temperament.

Master's eyes are also big, and the black eyes are very dark, which always hides indifference and calmness.

Just like at this moment, he was wiping his face seriously, his thin lips were softly pressed together, and he looked delicious.

Full of warmth and lust.

Su Zhaoxue looked at the box with a piece of pastry left, and suddenly couldn't eat it, and instead focused her attention on Song Hongli.

She felt that Song Hongli looked a lot better when she wiped her face, the smell on her body was very fragrant, and her eyes were full of softness.

Thinking like this, Su Zhaoxue's vision became a little blurry for some reason, and her breathing became a little heavier.

She smiled lightly, and couldn't help reaching out to touch Song Hongli's face, slowly bringing him to her.

At this time, Su Zhaoxue was obviously different from usual.

Her smile is very shallow, with a hint of evil spirit, the corners of her upturned mouth have a seductive charm, and a pair of golden eyes exudes a strong desire.

With such eyes, Song Hongli only felt that Su Zhaoxue's hand on his face seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

He couldn't dodge, and he didn't want to dodge, but Su Zhaoxue slowly approached him.

Not knowing when his body was pushed onto the chair, Song Hongli stared blankly at Su Zhaoxue and sat on his lap.

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