Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

Chapter 318 The Attentive Song Hongli (For Subscription)

"Why did you come down without wearing shoes? It's cold on the ground, so go back quickly."

Su Zhaoxue glanced at Song Hongli and felt that this person really couldn't take care of herself. She changed her shoes, brought Song Hongli back to the bed, and took out the things she brought and put them there one by one.

Both of them like light flavors, and with Song Hongli's eye problem, Su Zhaoxue made all the light things at home.

Song Hongli watched Su Zhaoxue pour the soup into the bowl and sat by the bed holding the spoon and handed it to himself. This was the first time Song Hongli had a good feeling of being sick.

Even if it is not a serious illness, he rarely has the desire to let the person in front of him feed him.

Because he was too eager, he pretended that he couldn't do it, and only in this way could he extravagantly ask Su Zhaoxue to give him his own warmth. "Four Zero Three"

"Zhaoxue, can you feed me? I don't want to move.

The two have known each other for almost a year, and it is strange to say that, through getting along, Su Zhaoxue feels that Song Hongli is a very good person, and his personality is also very compatible.

But why were the two of them so misaligned in college?

This idea flashed through Su Zhaoxue's mind, and she felt that it was mostly because she had too few opportunities to contact Song Hongli at that time, that she almost missed this close friend.

"You, you will act like a spoiled child, come, I will feed you."

Su Zhaoxue didn't dislike Song Hongli's occasional childish behavior, but liked to accommodate him like this.

She blew the soup to Song Hongli's mouth. Seeing Su Zhaoxue's movements, Song Hongli laughed. He opened his mouth and drank it, and then sighed contentedly.

"Zhaoxue's aunt's craftsmanship is really good, but well, it's a little worse than me."

Song Hongli said, using his fingers to make a small gap, hearing him say this, Su Zhaoxue didn't think he was bragging.

After all, he has tasted Song Hongli's craftsmanship, and it is indeed no less than his own aunt.

After eating Song Hongli, Su Zhaoxue did not intend to leave, but stayed here to chat with her. The two of them talked about the work to be done recently.

Su Zhaoxue was a little surprised to hear that Song Hongli did not continue to make movies but instead went to make TV series.

Seeing her doubts, Song Hongli also knew that probably everyone thought he would make a movie, but... I don't know why, he just liked the script he picked.

Probably because...the relationship between the first female and the second male moved him.

Hearing Song Hongli saying that the script was what attracted her, Su Zhaoxue was also somewhat interested. She proposed to read the script, but Song Hongli didn't hesitate and took the script from her bag to show her.

I saw that Su Zhaoxue looked at him for a long time, and when he raised his head, his eyes were different.

"Qianyu, I know you want to die now, and I know how much you hate those people. But... don't I hate them? I hate their ugly faces, the helplessness and indifference of this deep palace, and I hate myself even more. When you are in such pain, I can only watch.

"Now, do you want to die with nothing, or do you want to recover everything they owe you as a winner?"

Su Zhaoxue looked at herself with red eyes and asked in a low voice, Song Hongli was slightly stunned, and immediately thought that this is the second male character in the script who refused to eat and wanted to wait to die slowly after being framed and disfigured.

The female first Cen Zhuoran came to see him, gave him hope of life, and a play that cheered him up.

Song Hongli didn't expect that Su Zhaoxue suddenly became interested in acting. Since the upper house has thrown it all out, it is naturally impossible for his lower house to not accept it.

"Heh... hate? Do you think I don't hate it? My child died, I used to comfort myself, I still have a chance, but... now?"

"I have nothing left, my face is ruined, I'm just ugly, how could the emperor still think of me? Zhuo Ran, tell me, what should I do? What can I do?"

Song Hongli looked at Su Zhaoxue with red eyes, Su Zhaoxue leaned over and hugged him, stroking his bandaged face with his hands.

"Yes, you really have nothing, but you still have me, we are together, right? I will do everything to heal your face, and I can avenge your revenge for you, Qianyu, live down.35

Su Zhaoxue is worthy of being Su Zhaoxue, even if it's just a temporary confrontation, she can find her state as soon as possible, and even bring Song Hongli's emotions into full swing...

With red eyes, he opened his mouth forcefully, bit Su Zhaoxue's shoulder, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were no longer dull, but full of brilliance.

"Zuoran, you're right. Maybe I shouldn't back down. From today, Dai Qianyu is dead."

After Song Hongli finished speaking, the two hugged each other tightly, not returning to their senses for a long time, until Su Zhaoxue laughed lightly, and Song Hongli put away the resolute gesture just now.

"Li, the script you chose is very good, and your vision is really good.

Su Zhaoxue admired Song Hongli sincerely, but what surprised her even more was Song Hongli's acting skills.

There are not many people who can follow Su Zhaoxue's rhythm in the situation just now, and Song Hongli is one of them.

She has long found that the feeling of playing with Song Hongli is very smooth, and Su Zhaoxue can't forget the joy of being driven by her whole body.

Of course, Song Hongli, who is opposite her, feels the same way.

"I just like this show, I hope you can watch it when the time comes.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely watch it."

Su Zhaoxue said with a smile, she looked at the time and felt that it was getting late, perhaps seeing that she intended to leave, Song Hongli felt a little disappointed, and he wanted to keep Su Zhaoxue here.

"Zhaoxue, are you... going back?

"Well, you should rest too."

"5.3 Do you have an announcement tomorrow?"

"Not in the morning....there is one in the afternoon.

"Then...then stay tonight, okay?"

When Song Hongli spoke, he clenched his hand under the quilt tightly, for fear of hearing Su Zhaoxue say no.

After a while, she saw that the other party hesitated for a while, and then nodded. At that moment, Song Hongli felt that the discomfort of this period of time was emptied.

He found her the pajamas belonging to Su Zhaoxue in the closet, and took out the toiletries he had always prepared for her from the closet.

Seeing his diligent and happy appearance, Su Zhaoxue couldn't help laughing.

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