Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

About Mo Yin.

Song Hongli gradually felt a little hot, and his hand seemed to be entangled by a force, as if something was pressing him.

The heat is also getting more and more wrong, and there is even a faint fragrance, which is like a fire burning, making people feel a little uncomfortable.

It was as if he was tightly bound, so suppressed that he couldn't breathe, but Song Hongli couldn't wake up.

Instead, he gradually indulged in it, as if he was floating up and down in a turbulent wave, and he could only go with the flow.

Song Hongli didn't know what this feeling was, so he was at a loss.

The faint aroma was something he had never smelled before, and it was a little weird, and he couldn't tell what it was.

It's just that after smelling it for a long time, the consciousness becomes more and more drowsy, and the whole person sinks in and can't break free.

The force wrapped around his hand gradually diminished, swam and swiped little by little, and finally landed on his slender waist.

Song Hongli felt as if he was trapped in an illusion, or maybe he was having a strange dream.

His whole body seemed to be drained, unable to move, Spirit Power couldn't use it, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

As the heat continued, Song Hongli became more and more unbearable. The cold winter night was supposed to be icy cold, so how could it be so hot.

After a long time, his body suddenly lightened.

Song Hongli was able to wake up a little at this time, and forced his eyes to open.

However, he still couldn't see the scene in front of him, and there seemed to be a thick layer of fog in front of him, making everything empty.

The stars and moon are boundless in the sky, the moon is like water, the windows are closed, and the light cannot come in.

It was dark in the room, and all I could see was darkness, and there was a white shadow in front of my eyes, but I couldn't see the exact appearance.

Without thinking much, Song Hongli quickly went back to sleep.

The next morning, Song Hongli woke up early, and before he was conscious, he felt the weight on his stomach.

He opened his eyes slowly, the heat on his neck he couldn't ignore.

Looking down, he saw that Su Zhaoxue was burying his head in his neck, sleeping very sweetly.

Her slender legs were pressed against her own abdomen, wrapping herself tightly, even more than when she wrapped her body with a fox body.

Song Hongli didn't want to wake Su Zhaoxue, but now that Su Zhaoxue was pestering him like this, it made him uncomfortable, and he was about to get up.

Thinking like this, Song Hongli had to gently lift Su Zhaoxue's arm on his shoulder and lift her leg very carefully.

Song Hongli's movements are very gentle and careful, and if he were an ordinary person, he would be unaware.

But he knew that Su Zhaoxue, who was a Fox Demon, would wake up as long as he had a little trouble.

It's usually like this, but for some reason, I didn't wake up today.

Song Hongli didn't know what the situation was, but he didn't care, it was best not to wake up the annoying spirit.

About two hours later, the sky was already bright and the sun had risen.

Only then did Su Zhaoxue gradually wake up. Lazily, she turned over and lay down for a while, then stood up slowly.

Seeing that Su Zhaoxue was awake, Song Hongli came in with the food, put the food on the table without making a sound, and did not ask Su Zhaoxue over to eat.

Anyway, he knew that without calling him, Su Zhaoxue would definitely come over when he saw the food.

Sure enough, Su Zhaoxue's skin was as thick as a city wall, and when he smelled the food, he immediately jumped to the table, not being polite at all.

Seeing Song Hongli put a bowl of porridge on the table, he immediately went over to eat it.

When he was almost done eating, he pushed the bowl in front of Song Hongli, "Master, Zhao Xue still needs it."

After Song Hongli heard Su Zhaoxue's words, he silently added porridge.

But Su Zhaoxue didn't seem to have a good appetite this morning, so she didn't continue after eating.

Instead, he drilled into Song Hongli's arms and said, "Master, I hurt."

Song Hongli just thought she was joking and blocked her, "Get out of the way, wait for the teacher and cultivation."

She took advantage of the situation to bite the other's fingers, lay down on her back, patted her stomach with her front paws, held it back for a while, and said sadly.

"Master, Zhaoxue really hurts, it hurts here—"

Su Zhaoxue actually is not selling pity, it really hurts, it has been hurting since last night.

It's just that he didn't pay attention, thinking that he would be fine after a sleep, but it turned out to be more and more uncomfortable.

She hung her head half-deadly, even her tail drooped weakly, and looked at Song Hongli aggrieved.

"Does it really hurt?"

Song Hongli was a little strange. Looking closely, he saw that Su Zhaoxue had just drank two bowls of porridge, and her belly was a little round.

She used to be fine with four or five bowls, so what's going on?

He really couldn't see where Su Zhaoxue was uncomfortable, so he asked with concern, "What kind of pain?"

Su Zhaoxue couldn't explain clearly, so she only scratched her belly with her small paws and said, "I don't know, it just hurts."

Song Hongli fiddled with her head, and she cried out as if she was about to die.

He was obviously so annoyed, not only did he endure so long without saying a word, but he had to finish his meal before talking about it.

Song Hongli didn't know what was going on. He would simply heal his wounds and couldn't see what was going on.

So he passed some Spirit Power first, and Song Hongli was relieved to see Su Zhaoxue barely feeling better.

It shouldn't be a big problem, maybe it was cold to the stomach after sleeping all night last night?

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