Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

At night, Song Hongli still reads ancient books under the lamp, researches ink and pens and transcribes lesson plans.

However, Su Zhaoxue, who should have gone to bed early, changed her usual laziness and stood there calmly watching.

Su Zhaoxue was illiterate, so naturally he couldn't understand what was written, let alone what Song Hongli wrote, so he just stared at it with novelty.

Maybe wondering why Song Hongli has to do this under the lamp every night.

Seeing Song Hongli walking the dragon and snake with the pen on his sleeve, Su Zhaoxue stared intently, looking down at his own hand, which also had five slender and fair fingers.

She imitated Song Hongli, holding her hand in the void and shaking her arm.

Song Hongli looked sideways, and Su Zhaoxue also looked sideways.

"Teacher, do you want to learn to write?" Song Hongli asked, putting the pen down.

It is a good thing to want to learn to write.

Su Zhaoxue didn't say a word, she just stared at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, as if confused as to why the ink was black and the paper was white.

After giving up half of the space, Song Hongli resumed his writing, smoothed out a plain piece of paper, and wrote the words "Su Zhaoxue" on it, stroke by stroke, intending to take this opportunity to teach her.

Now that he has transformed into a human being, in order to learn human behavior and rules, he must be able to read characters.

"That's your name. 35

Song Hongli spoke softly, pointed to the words to teach her to read, and explained its meaning together with the words.

Su Zhaoxue walked over, looked at her, read the words again, and read it again.

In fact, Song Hongli doesn't know whether the name of the big villain in the book should be written as Su Zhaoxue or Su Zhaoxue or something.

Or other words, after all, Su Zhaoxue didn't know, Song Hongli decided for her.

Su Zhaoxue took the piece of paper away, stared at it carefully for a long time, and asked uncertainly, "Zhaoxue's name? 35

Not long after she first entered the world, everything in the world was completely different to her.

In the past few days, she has accepted too many ideas that subvert the fox, and she has not yet recovered from the joy of the white jade hairpin. There is one more thing that makes her happy.

Song Hongli took a pen and wrote a few simple words on another piece of paper, pointing to teach them one by one.

He also wrote down the three words Ling Yunfeng. In order to let Su Zhaoxue get started as soon as possible, he also wrote it in simple and easy-to-read italics.

Su Zhaoxue didn't say a word, but flicked her tail, she seemed very happy and listened attentively. Song Hongli taught everything.

She is talented and intelligent, and she is terribly stupid in her actions, but she can learn things with the help of a god.

Su Zhaoxue couldn't write, and could not start with the pen, Song Hongli had to teach again and again.

The two hands were clasped together, and the warmth spread to each other. Su Zhaoxue hesitated for a while, but she grabbed Song Hongli with the other hand, and turned around to wrap each other.

The sudden change made Song Hongli unable to react for a while.

When he felt the other person kneading his own fingertips with a small force, he subconsciously pulled his hand away, and as soon as he raised his head, he slammed into the man's dark and bottomless eyes, and his throat was blocked.

I don't know how to respond to this situation now.

After a long time, Song Hongli shrank his knuckles and said in a low voice, "Hold the pen yourself, I just taught you for the teacher.

Su Zhaoxue didn't move, rolled her eyes, and replied directly: "I haven't learned yet, I can't hold the pen. 35

When I learned to read so quickly, but I couldn't write, how could this be possible?

Anyway, Song Hongli didn't believe it, so he deliberately distanced himself, stopped touching him, and continued to teach patiently.

Fortunately, Su Zhaoxue didn't mess around after that, and learned to write in an orderly manner.

Gradually, Canxing closed his drowsy eyes and disappeared in the morning sky.

It was already early morning, and Song Hongli was relieved to see Su Zhaoxue earnestly learning to write.

It seemed that Su Zhaoxue finally relieved herself, and she worked harder than Song Qinglian in her homework.

"It's getting late, disciple, rest early.""

It's not too late to see Song Hongli, he said gently.

Tomorrow he will go to the transfer power hall to teach.

When Su Zhaoxue heard this, she moved and wrapped her tail around Song Hongli's waist, cheekily pretending not to understand, and replied, "Master, I'm not sleepy, I don't want to sleep.

Song Hongli pulled his tail away, while Su Zhaoxue persevered, turning one tail into four, all entangling each other.

"Zhaoxue wants to write, so please teach me more. 35

This fox is quite adaptable, and deliberately seeks trouble if he doesn't let it get entangled.

Song Hongli hesitated, but was stared at by Su Zhaoxue's round eyes for a long time, and finally replied: "It's very late, I'll teach you tomorrow.

...... ask for flowers......

Only then did Su Zhaoxue loosen the strength on her tail, she snorted, and then she got down and couldn't help but flick her tail.

Song Hongli lowered his eyes, closed his eyes and meditated.

Su Zhaoxue seemed to be happy, her tail was about to go up to the sky, but she still held back.

She has learned a lot of ways of being a person and doing things these days, all of which are used in getting along with Song Hongli.

With just two simple sentences, Song Hongli promised to teach himself to write tomorrow, which is much better than cheating.

She was a little smug, she turned over and lay on her back while thinking about it, and gently arched against Song Hongli's hand.

That night, Su Zhaoxue just lay on Song Hongli's lap and fell asleep, and was carried to bed about Mozi.

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She didn't notice this at all, but stumbled into a beautiful dream.

The dream was illusory and hazy, she was dressed in a fiery crimson robe, and was in a magnificent palace, with all the gorgeous curtains hanging on the ground.

The sluggish candles flickered, and the surroundings were silent, too depressing, and the faint yellow light did not illuminate the world.

Step by step, she walked slowly to the bed not far away, lifted her thin white hand to lift off the layered red veil, sat beside the bed, and lowered her eyes.

The bed was messy, with a man lying in the middle.

The man's eyes were covered with black cloth, and his expression was forbearance and restraint. He seemed a little uncomfortable, and his brows were frowning, unable to break free from the chaos.

Su Zhaoxue couldn't control herself. In her dream, she took the man's hand, fell in love with a loving kiss, and whispered beside the other person's ear, "Master...

Being so close, Su Zhaoxue couldn't see the man's face clearly. He could see everything around him, but he couldn't do it alone.

It was as if there was a thick white fog shrouded in the dense mist, lying in the middle, deliberately blocking it.

The man endured the pain very much, and the mouth overflowed with an uncontrollable low voice, she clung to the man's hand and said something.

But Su Zhaoxue didn't know what she said, but the warm breath brushed the man's ear, and the man wanted to stay away.

But he just couldn't get away from it, he could only follow his own actions in the dream.

·pill.