Arsonist [Transmigration Book]

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She let out a turbid breath, saw that Huang Yan had closed her eyes, and comforted herself that this was not her previous life after all, there were not so many dangers around, and she could have a good sleep, so she didn't need to think so much.

What can I do if I don't think so?Fang Ke weighed the current force value of the two of them, and felt that they still know the current affairs as heroes.

Half an hour later, Fang Ke silently raised Huang Yan's arm that was on her body, walked carefully to the corner of the big bed, then slowly climbed down and sat on the ground leaning against the bedpost, then closed her eyes safely.

No way, she really couldn't sleep on the bed.

The reason is very simple, the bed is too soft, as if sleeping on a cloud, as if it would sink in at any moment, which made her feel insecure and unable to sleep.

Fang Ke is actually not a person who is too harsh on herself, but the softest bed she has slept on since she was a child is nothing more than a layer of straw spread on a wooden board, and then she is wrapped in a quilt and lying on it curled up, so for this It is impossible to get used to sleeping on such a bed made of extravagant materials.

Wild boars can't eat fine chaff, and if they are used to sleeping on hard beds, they will easily suffer from insomnia. Fang Ke thought about it carefully, even when she had become the most dazzling geniuses in Kyushu in her previous life, she didn't seem to have slept in any good place. In the final analysis, after getting used to the hard days, when the days get better, you will be insensitive to those things you once longed for.

She can eat the spiritual plants that can't be found in Kyushu without any distress, and can throw away the pills that most people can't ask for as waste paper, but once she sees these things that can improve her quality of life However, she couldn't get used to it, and Fang Ke laughed at herself a little bit.

Maybe she is not suitable for enjoying wealth by nature.

She didn't think about it anymore, she gradually let go of her thoughts, and after a quarter of an hour, she fell asleep soundly.

The night was getting darker, Huang Yan slowly got up from the bed, the darkness did not affect her sight, it was as bright as day, she landed lightly on the ground, even carefully avoiding the aura around her so that they would not be affected by her actions And Lian carefully hugged Fang Ke to the bed.

As far as her cultivation is concerned, it is normal to not sleep for a few days. Only those with low cultivation and ordinary people have to sleep every day. After all, if the cultivation is comparable to the gods, and they have to sleep and eat every day, isn't it funny?

She carefully touched Fang Ke's cheek. In modern times, a girl of her age is at the age when she is pampered and self-willed by her family, not to mention she is so good-looking. Who wouldn't let her be a little bit?

It's a pity that in this kind of world, beauty is not a weapon, but a bane. If there is no strength to protect it, it can only be destroyed.

In fact, when writing those plots, Huang Yan really didn't have much thought. After all, the protagonist, how could he not go through hardships?Anyway, she is the protagonist, and she will always get over it in the end, and the benefits are all hers!

But when a person is really standing in front of her, she can realize the heaviness behind these plots, and she can't help but feel guilty, but fortunately, there is still a chance to make up for it now.

She was lying on her side, maybe it was the effect of requiem incense, or maybe it was because Fang Ke at this age was not as vigilant as in the future, she didn't feel that there was another person beside her, and she was still sleeping peacefully, not only that , She even instinctively leaned towards the source of warmth, curled up like a little animal nestled beside her parents.

Huang Yan couldn't resist touching her lightly again, but she was afraid of disturbing her poor quality of sleep, so she closed her eyes and didn't look any further, thinking about the exercises that Yuan Body was practicing now.

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The morning light is faint.

The soft couch softens the will of the person on it, making people unable to bear the greed, not only there is no sign of getting up, but they wish to sleep in it all the time.

Fang Ke swayed lazily, feeling like she was in a cloud, unable to stand up at all... Wait, a cloud? !

She opened her eyes suddenly, and there was a light purple window curtain above her head, and the carved beams were exquisite and elegant, one could tell how much effort the craftsman had spent.

But Fang Ke has always been unable to appreciate these things, so she didn't look at them at all, and sat up suddenly from the bed, feeling a little dazed.

How did she sleep back on the bed again?

Perhaps it was too much movement, and Huang Yan, who had been studying the exercises in the sea of ​​consciousness, was awakened by this, stretched lazily and yawned: "Are you awake, are you hungry?"

Fang Ke wanted to ask herself how she fell asleep on the bed again, but in the end she didn't ask, she shook her head and climbed down from the bed.

The clothes on her body were changed at some point, and it was a set of obscene clothes that fit well. Fang Ke felt as if she had magically transformed it, because she didn't have the sense of reality of wearing the clothes on her body.

This made her feel a little weird. Although many monsters don't like to wear clothes, and they just use spells to change their meaning when they really turn into a human form, but after all, it is cast on themselves, and there is no special reaction, but once this person If it was someone else, I immediately felt that I had nothing to hide in front of the other party, as if the other party knew my body better than myself.

Huang Yan tapped the jade pendant lightly, and immediately there were maids filing in. She was a little lazy, and rarely got up on time, so she was still leaning against the bed at this time, and didn't plan to get up when she saw people coming in.

She raised her chin: "Which one do you like?"

The pretty maids were holding clothes in their hands, some were fancy clothes, and some were gorgeous enough to attend the banquet. Even if Fang Ke didn't know about these things, she could tell that just this kind of clothes was worth a lot.

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