In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

"Qingci, you are such a good sleeper. You are obviously a wolf, but why are you as sleepy as a piglet?"

Tong Huanyou complained softly with a hint of coquettishness.

"I found that my handicrafts are getting better and better. Look, this is the ice sculpture I made today."

As she spoke, she took out a pair of palm-sized ice-carved wolves from the side of the cold bed and gently placed them in front of the white wolf.

There was a gleam of pride in his eyes.

Looking around, the edge of the entire cave wall was lined with various ice sculptures of little wolves, as if each one represented her longing for the white wolf in front of her.

Although she knew he couldn't see, Tong Huanyou still reached out and touched the furry head, muttering:

"The food in the Demon Slayer Palace these days is really not tasty. I kind of want to eat the food you cook."

"There is one more thing. Recently, Sister Song asked me to take care of a little demon and teach him the basics of ice-related Taoism. But I don't really understand it myself, so I'm really afraid that I might teach him the wrong way..."

Tong Huanyou held his forehead with his hand, looking helpless.

As he was speaking, he heard several heavy footsteps behind him.

"How could that be? I have seen your Taoist and sword skills over the past two years."

Song Yingyue's gentle voice sounded behind her, with a faint smile on her face.

Tong Huanyou turned around and said in surprise, "Sister Song! Why are you the one who brought me food today? Can the Demon Slaying Palace finally let you take a break?"

Song Yingyue carried a bag and a food box to another place in the cave where there were signs of life.

He came to the stone table, placed the food box on it gently and opened it, then turned his head to look at Tong Huanyou, his eyes full of tenderness and care.

She said softly, "I found some time to relax. I haven't seen you for a while, so I came here."

When Tong Huanyou smelled the fragrance, his eyes lit up and he immediately left the cold bed.

He sat down at the stone table, and when he saw the tempting roast chicken, he took a deep breath and couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Oh! That's exactly what I want!"

His face was filled with excitement and his saliva was almost flowing.

Seeing her like this, Song Yingyue gently brushed away the loose hair on her forehead, and said in a doting voice: "I also brought you your favorite sugar-roasted chestnuts."

Tong Huanyou clasped her hands together, with a look of admiration on her face: "Sister Song, you are an angel!"

"Okay, try it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tong Huanyou immediately picked up the chicken leg and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling: "Sister Song, the dishes that Brother Xie sent a few days ago were really not tasty. The kitchen should change the cook. This one today is pretty good. Give it a compliment!"

She ate and talked, her cheeks puffed up.

Song Yingyue was stunned when she heard this, and couldn't help laughing softly: "Okay, I won't let you do that anymore. I'll make more baked food for you."

Tong Huanyou's expression froze, and he said in disbelief: "All those things before were done by Brother Xie?"

Song Yingyue smiled and nodded: "Yes, he was researching medicinal food some time ago. He was worried that you would be corroded by the cold air if you stayed in this cave for a long time."

Tong Huanyou swallowed the chicken in his mouth and said awkwardly, "I was wondering why it tasted like Chinese medicine...

"Sister Song, you'd better not let Brother Xie study it. This is the only hobby I have left with my mouth, wuwuwu..."

Song Yingyue smiled softly and said, "Okay, I won't let him research it anymore. I'll replace it with pills for you."

"Yeah!" Tong Huanyou nodded vigorously and continued to eat.

"Oh, right, the little demon you just mentioned, his parents had their demon cores dug out by an evil cultivator."

"When our people arrived, he was the only one left, so we took him in."

"And he happens to be an ice type. I thought of letting you be his enlightenment master, so that I can talk to you when my senior brother and I are busy."

"Sure, let him come." Tong Huanyou nodded while eating, his mouth still full.

"it is good."

As she spoke, Song Yingyue opened another bundle and took out a brand new long jacket embroidered with lotus.

Smiling, he said to Tong Huanyou, "This is the latest style of fabric from Dongdu. Do you like it?"

Tong Huanyou blinked her sparkling eyes and immediately exclaimed "Wow!", saying, "It looks great! I love it so much!"

Then he set his eyes on another dark red robe embroidered with plum blossoms in the bundle: "Is that Qingci's new dress?"

Song Yingyue glanced at the white wolf on the cold bed with her warm eyes and replied, "Well, I'll still make it according to the size you gave me."

Then his eyes fell back on Tong Huanyou's face, "Youyou still has good taste. Red is indeed more suitable for Aci than black."

Tong Huanyou smiled embarrassedly: "Yeah! I think so too."

"By the way, there's one more thing."

At this point, Song Yingyue's eyes paused, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

Tong Huanyou: "Sister Song, just speak frankly."

Song Yingyue pursed her lips and said, "Ms. Tong from Liangzhou is also alive."

Tong Huanyou's eyes froze for a moment, then she smiled brightly: "That's perfect, this way I can accompany Master Tong."

Song Yingyue looked at him with a hint of inquiry, and asked, "Then Youyou, you..."

Tong Huan's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and her eyes, which looked like black grapes, trembled twice.

Then he pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "Sister Song, just treat me as a ghost who has taken over another person's body."

Song Yingyue heard this and did not continue to ask: "It doesn't matter, no matter what it is, you are Youyou."

"Sister Song is the best, I like Sister Song the most!" Tong Huanyou shouted happily.

"Really? What about A Ci?" Song Yingyue joked rarely, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Tong Huanyou pouted and said shyly: "Oh, anyway, he can't hear now, so he likes Sister Song the most at this time."

As he spoke, he made a heart shape with his hands and had a playful look on his face.

Song Yingyue doted on her forehead and said, "Be careful if he wakes up, he won't be happy if he hears."

"Qing Ci has slept for so long, he shouldn't be as petty as before when he wakes up." Tong Huanyou waved his hand with certainty.

"it is good."

The two chatted like this until sunset.

As she spoke, Song Yingyue's expression darkened a little, with worry in her eyes: "I don't know how long it will take for Ah Ci to wake up."

Tong Huanyou turned his head slightly to look at Bai Lang and smiled with relief: "He will wake up eventually. I will wait until he wakes up."

Then he looked at Song Yingyue, with a serious face, "Sister Song, can you promise me one thing?"

"Agree." Song Yingyue nodded with gentle eyes.

"Ah? I haven't told you yet." Tong Huan was confused and looked puzzled.

"Whatever you say, I'll agree to it."

Tong Huanyou's nose turned red when she heard this, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Sister Song, you are so kind!"

"Why do you look like you're about to cry?" Song Yingyue touched Tong Huanyou's head lovingly, her eyes full of heartache.

Tong Huanyou sniffed and said with a smile, "Sister Song, can you wait until Qing Ci wakes up before marrying Brother Xie?"

As long as the hero and heroine do not get married and the last task is not completed, she can continue to stay in this world.

Song Yingyue was stunned, then smiled helplessly: "Silly Youyou, the Song family owes Ah Ci too much. If he doesn't wake up, how can I feel at ease, let alone get married?"

“But, Brother Xie doesn’t remember the memories before the world was reshaped. Will he feel bad about it?” Tong Huanyou pursed her lips.

"It's just his memory that has been changed, not that he has changed as a person. Senior brother will always support any decision I make." Song Yingyue said gently.

"That's good!" Tong Huanyou tilted her head and smiled sweetly, all the sadness on her face disappeared.

"When Ah Ci wakes up one day, we will get married together. I will use the entire Song Family Villa as a betrothal gift on his behalf." Song Yingyue's eyes were full of favor.

"Okay!" Tong Huan shouted with a smile. After being happy, he hesitated a little, "Then Uncle Song..."

When she mentioned this person, she felt an inexplicable annoyance.

"I am the one who has the final say in Song Family Villa now. Why should I care about my father's opinion? I can just find him a house to spend his old age."

When Song Yingyue mentioned her father, her expression became a little solemn, with a hint of indifference in her eyes.

Even though Song Sichen no longer remembered what he had done in the past, he was no longer extreme towards monsters because he no longer had a cold. He would even take in some little monsters and teach them Taoism in the villa.

But in the end, that incident left an indelible mark in the hearts of those who remembered it.