Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

Tonight, the moon is full of stars, and the silver-white light like water falls on the snow, and the fragrance of the night fills the air, woven into a soft net, covering all the scenery inside.

All the eyes come into contact with are things covered with this soft net, and no matter whether it is grass or trees, it is not as realistic as it is in the daytime.

They all have vague and illusory colors, each of which hides its subtleties and keeps its secrets, making it feel like a dream.

A trace of chill penetrated into Su Zhaoxue's bones, especially after taking a shower.

The fox was afraid of the cold, so he leaned towards Song Hongli unconsciously.

As usual, Song Hongli would definitely disagree.

But tonight was the first time Song Hongli let Su Zhaoxue sleep on his bed by default.

When Su Zhaoxue was going to sleep before, Song Hongli tried to stop her in every possible way, and Su Zhaoxue had to turn into a fox before she could go to bed.

Tonight was an exception. After soaking in water for a long time, even a demon would feel uncomfortable, let alone a demon like Su Zhaoxue who was afraid of cold and had a lot of trouble.

Su Zhaoxue felt that her body was numb from the cold, so she leaned on Song Hongli.

She had to squeeze into Song Hongli's bed and sleep with Song Hongli in her arms.

The latter had no choice but to let her act like a spoiled brat.

Another reason is that if Song Hongli doesn't agree, I'm afraid I won't even want to sleep again tonight. …

The next day, early in the morning, the sun slowly rose.

The soft bed rubbed against Su Zhaoxue's smooth skin, and that ray of sunlight shone on the quilt through the paper window, even the inside of the quilt was warm.

Such a temperature is most suitable for animals like foxes who are afraid of cold.

Su Zhaoxue lay lazily on the bed, holding the pillow that smelled of Song Hongli, the tip of her small nose twitched, smelling the fragrant smell on it.

After lying in bed for a while, Su Zhaoxue felt hungry.

Strange to say, many foxes don't need to eat for many days after eating once in winter, but Su Zhaoxue feels hungry every day.

That stomach is like a bottomless abyss, no matter how much you eat today, you will still be hungry the next day.

"Master, where are you?"

Su Zhaoxue called Song Hongli softly and was disappointed to find that he was not in the main house.

In the end, Su Zhaoxue ran to the stove where Song Hongli was unlikely to be, also to find something to enter.

Unexpectedly, Su Zhaoxue saw that familiar figure just as she stepped into the kitchen.

At this moment, Song Hongli was sitting in the stove with his eyes closed, his legs crossed, his thin lips opened and closed, and he was reading something.

This is Song Hongli reciting the heart-clearing mantra.

Su Zhaoxue slept next to her last night, and Song Hongli couldn't sleep for some reason.

God likes to be clear and disturbs the heart, and the human mind likes to be calm and wants to lead it.

The purpose of cultivation is longevity Immortal Ascension, all immortal practitioners are rushing to this, Song Hongli too.

But to get Immortal Ascension, you first have to become less human, that is, become less lustful.

So Song Hongli always had an indifferent temperament in the sect, and there were few major emotional changes.

But as long as Su Zhaoxue was by his side, Song Hongli felt that it was difficult for him to calm down, and sometimes he was very flustered.

This is a situation that Song Hongli has never seen before.

He thinks what the book says is right, demons are born to be charming, and among them, Fox Demon and snake demon are the best at.

Su Zhaoxue, who turned into a human, had an enchanting look.

Now that Song Hongli was on the bed, as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt Su Zhaoxue's gentle breathing on his face.

This made him uneasy, but he couldn't sleep.

There was no other way, so I woke up early and recited the heart-clearing mantra.

On the other side, Su Zhaoxue stared blankly at Song Hongli, she had never looked at Song Hongli so carefully.

Song Hongli has white clothes and black hair, and her clothes and hair are flowing, not tied, and fluttering slightly.

Against the figure sitting cross-legged, the appearance is picturesque, so beautiful that it does not look like a real person at all.

There is some relaxation between his eyebrows, and the erect nose bridge looks beautiful from the side.

Even if he closed his eyes, he could still imagine that his eyes were as calm as usual at the moment.

Su Zhaoxue looked at it carefully for a long time, and always felt that Song Hongli was really good-looking, and her body was fragrant, with almost no flaws.

"Master, why did you come to the kitchen, I'm hungry."

The first sentence was a symbolic casual question, and the last three words were obviously the focus of Su Zhaoxue.

Song Hongli heard Su Zhaoxue's voice and knew that she was here, so he slowly opened his eyes and looked back at Su Zhaoxue.

It's just that he didn't expect that the other party had come over while he was talking, and he was very close to him.

If you ask how close this distance is, it is the distance that you can touch each other with a slight movement.

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