Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

Song Yanqing didn't know how long he had slept, but when he woke up again, he had already returned to the Western Region branch.

This is a gorgeous and exotic bedroom. Someone healed his wounds and cleaned his body.Song Yanqing smelled it and felt like a piece of walking spice.

There was no one else in the room but him, and no one would notice his image.

Song Yanqing lay on the bed, looked at the roof for a while, then frowned and smiled.

The elegant and mechanical voice of the system came from my mind: [Good day, Mr. Song.Under the action of the medicine, your body basically recovers, and it will take some time to recover.During this period, Mr. Song's reaction ability will decrease slightly. In order to better ensure Mr. Song's safety, the system will suspend pain shielding. ]

Song Yanqing nodded in response, squinting his eyes slightly, took a deep breath and said in his heart: 'He has come to save me. '

[Yes, Mr. Song. ] The system replied.

After being confirmed by the system, Song Yanqing was even happier.He tentatively said: "There is no such paragraph in the plot, does this mean that the plot can be changed?" '

The system was silent for a while, and replied: [The original text did not describe too much about the story of Song Hufa being arrested. It stands to reason that the leader should have been in close contact with the protagonist. ]

The system paused, and continued: [But these changes are irrelevant. The leader came to rescue Zuo Hufa and Zuo Hufa escaped on his own, and neither will have any impact on the development of the plot. ]

This is a disguised way to say that the plot is still going on as usual, but there is an extra episode.

Song Yanqing's excited heart did not cool down because of the system's words. He selectively ignored the fact that Mo Nanchen's dependence on him was only 0, and his mind was full of Mo Nanchen hugging him tightly.

The system asked: [Mr. Song is happy? ]

Song Yanqing said with a smile: "Yes, I am very happy." '

The bedroom door was slowly pushed open, Feng Tianjiao poked her head in, and looked at the bed.

Seeing Song Yanqing woke up, she immediately ran over happily.

Putting the medicine bowl in his hand aside, he threw himself on the bed, grabbed Song Yanqing's hand, and said with red eyes, "Senior brother, you are awake! You don't even know that Luo Qiuyi, that little vixen, has been in a coma for a while. Knowing what ecstasy soup was poured into the leader, the leader gave him the little return pill that was originally intended for you."

Song Yanqing had quickly controlled her expression when she heard the footsteps.

He listened to Feng Tianjiao's words, thinking that Mo Nanchen had given him one before, so he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

"It's okay." He stroked Feng Tianjiao's hair and comforted him, "I have."

Feng Tianjiao thought of something, curled her lips and muttered in a low voice: "It's just a few minor problems, what kind of pill do you want. I haven't seen such a good thing before."

Song Yanqing patted the back of her hand and coaxed, "I have it. If you want it, if you want it, I'll give it to you."

Feng Tianjiao let out a chuckle, poked Song Yanqing's lips, propped her chin and tilted her head, and said, "Brother, it's all right, even listening to you speaks to me, I find it very interesting."

Song Yanqing said in her heart, don't talk about you, when I first came here, I wanted to laugh when I heard myself talking.

Feng Tianjiao pressed her lips, then went to play with Song Yanqing's hair.

They were led to Xuanming to teach martial arts since they were young, and they have not been separated much since they were young.Feng Tianjiao curled Song Yanqing's hair casually and said, "But senior brother just has a problem that can't be cured no matter what."

Song Yanqing replied with a nasal voice, Feng Tianjiao continued: "You, your hair is soft, your mouth is soft, and your heart is even softer. You say that you are usually soft-hearted towards others, but it's okay for you to be soft-hearted towards Mo and Luo. Why are you so soft-hearted, fox."

Song Yanqing didn't answer, not only because she didn't know how to answer, but also because her physical condition really didn't allow it.

With a straight face, he looked at Feng Tianjiao disapprovingly, Feng Tianjiao snorted and said, "You know how to kill me."

She poked Song Yanqing's cheek and said indignantly, "Senior brother is magnanimous, but my heart is only as small as a needle nose. I thought that the surnamed Mo only thought of Luo Huhu, but now it seems that he is not Thinking about hugging left and right..."

Perhaps because she thought it was not good to say this, Feng Tianjiao paused for a few seconds before unwillingly changing her words: "I'm afraid I don't want to enjoy the blessings of everyone."

Song Yanqing didn't realize what she meant for a while, he blinked blankly, Feng Tianjiao saw this and said: "Oh, my senior brother, you don't know. When you fell asleep, that pervert ran over to touch you Touch your face, and as soon as Luo Huli came in, he ran over to flirt with him."

Song Yanqing's face froze for a moment, but fortunately he had no expression at first, and Feng Tianjiao didn't notice anything unusual.

Feng Tianjiao seemed to want to say something, Song Yanqing spoke first: "Junior Sister, but, there is someone who likes it."

A blush appeared on Feng Tianjiao's face, she clutched the whip with finely chopped flesh hanging on it, patted Song Yanqing's chest coquettishly, and said coyly: "I don't like him, it's that idiot who keeps pestering me."

Song Yanqing, who had just woken up, was barely knocked unconscious by that palm. He clutched his chest and asked in a muffled voice, "Y-I don't know, who is brave...Who is it, who has discerning eyes."

Although there are rumors in the world that Feng Tianjiao is a female devil who likes to rob civilian men, but Song Yanqing knows that this girl is so old and has only had intimate contact with him of the opposite sex.

Feng Tian's tender love for Dou Chukai, when he mentions the person he likes, his whole face turns red.She flicked her whip, smashing several decorations not far away to pieces.

"Brother also knows about him." Feng Tianjiao said with a blushing face, "It's the head of the punishment hall."

Song Yanqing quickly filtered the images of Xuanmingjiao characters in her mind, and finally remembered the head of the punishment hall.That person has a decent appearance, he looks more like an upright hero than the Devil's Cult. Although he looks dumbfounded, he is well versed in how to behave in the world.

Zuo Hufa, who is obsessed with doing things and talking, hates this kind of flamboyant people the most, so he doesn't leave much relevant information for Song Yanqing.

Song Yanqing was about to say something to chime in, when the silent system suddenly said: [In the original text, when the protagonist was punished in the execution hall, he had two chapters with a total of 15063 characters. ]

Song Yanqing swallowed the words that came to his lips, looked at Feng Tianjiao who was still immersed in love, and said carefully, "I'm afraid this is not appropriate."

Feng Tianjiao held her cheeks and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Yanqing didn't say anything, but just wrote down the matter.He touched his junior sister's little head, it was soft, as if he had touched a piece of grass.

Song Yanqing stayed in bed for three or four days, and Mo Nanchen didn't know what he was busy with and never came to visit him.

Song Yanqing was free and asked the system to send him the full text of the book.

When his mother was still alive, he was strictly controlled, let alone this level, Song Yanqing had never even seen the sidelines.When it came to the time of famine, Song Yanqing worked hard every day in exchange for food and had no time to watch these.

He read the article in his mind while leaning on the thigh of the dancer arranged by the fat rudder master, truly growing up while reading the article.

The book was very long, and it took Song Yanqing three days to finish reading it.

After the system retrieved the data, it said to Song Yanqing: [Does Mr. Song like this book? ]

When Song Yanqing watched it, he asked the system to cut out the clips related to Mo Nanchen. He raised his hand and fiddled with the dangling pearl ornaments on the dancer's clothes, and sighed: "It's more exciting than the scripts that Feng Tianjiao read." Yes, it's just that I always felt a little ashamed when I saw the dewy relationship between Zuo Hufa and Luo Qiuyi. '

The system has been upgrading the system recently, saying that it will become more humane and intelligent.As soon as Song Yanqing finished speaking, the system replied with its unwavering voice, [Haha. ]

It sounds blunt and sarcastic.Song Yanqing took a deep breath, wanting to talk to it about humanization.Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the waiting maid walked over and opened the door under Song Yanqing's signal.

Song Yanqing turned her head and saw that it was Luo Qiuyi who came.

I don't know if it's because he ate too much meat and was blinded by oil. The moment Song Yanqing saw Luo Qiuyi, a bunch of indescribable images appeared in his mind.

Some in the bedroom, some on the lawn, some in the prison, and some in the carriage.

Song Yanqing took a deep breath, and turned her head away suddenly when her eyes met.Only one red ear was left, facing the smiling Luo Qiuyi.

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