Fox Demon Cultivation Manual - Chapter 77 绔 燑 / a>

Song Ci saw him with a serious look, silent, and said that if I hadn’t gone to your dreams in person, I really believed your ghost words.

He Rong didn’t blush and pant, and his nonsense was quite smooth. Song Ci was embarrassed to poke the truth, and slowly crawled out of the quilt.

“Where?” Rong Bai grabbed his wrist all at once.

The reaction was a bit overdone, Song Ci said a bit before he said, “It is natural to get up. Is it possible to lie in bed for a day?”

Rong Bai heard his hand and let go of his quilt.

Song Ci waited for him to go down first, watching his slow motion put on his robe, and suddenly asked, “I remember you should go to Divinity Academy now?”

Rong Bai twisted his hands and looked straight at Song Ci, “I don’t want to go today.”

Song Ci immediately saw what he was thinking, and said earnestly, “You can rest assured, I won’t go.”

Rong Bai looked down and said nothing, slowly put on his clothes and whispered, “If you leave, I have nowhere to look.”

Song Ci scratched his head and didn’t know how to persuade him. He hadn’t experienced such a thing before, but only said, “You will stay here, and I won’t leave.”

Rong Bai’s eyes lit up and shimmered, and he went to the bed and hugged him, then patted his back again.

The behavior is very similar to expressing happy emotions among children. He said to Song, “What do you have or need? Just find Peining. You don’t have to run out by yourself. If you want to look elsewhere, just wait for me to come back. ”

He added, “I’ll be back soon.”

Song Ci nodded smartly, “Relax.”

It is unexpected for Song Ci to get Rong Bai to worry about this. In fact, he will not go out and run around in two days without his advice.

After all, he destroyed the punishment whip last night, and he must hide for two days.

After Rongbai left, Song Ci felt boring again. He had nothing to do. He was lying on a soft chair, still in a daze, and sighed unconsciously.

“Good, what sigh do you sigh?” Feng Zhuojun sat down beside him. “You aren’t quite comfortable right now. Rong Bai is being housed in the palace. Everyday, I and I are as lacquer as paint, and I don’t worry about anything.”

Song Ci raised an eyebrow, “Qingqing me and me, like paint like paint? The word describes me not quite right?”

“Why not?” Feng Zhuojun asked him funnyly, “Is there a second person in this palace who can sleep on Rongbai’s bed?”

“It was his request,” Song replied, “I just can’t bear to refuse.”

“Then I looked at you and slept comfortably. There was no discomfort,” Feng Zhuojun said.

“What can I do?” Song Ci wondered. “Rong Bai’s bed was soft and big. He lay down and fell asleep for a while, and couldn’t find fault.”

Song Ci can’t tell the meaning of Feng Zhuojun’s words now, he shook his head and smiled, “It seems you haven’t noticed it yourself.”

“What?” Song Ci asked.

“Don’t you find out …” Feng Zhuojun straightly said, “Have you fallen in love with Rong Bai?”

This sentence was bland, but it was too late, and tapped on Song Ci’s heart, disturbing his heartbeat, his face was a little hot, “What are you saying ?! How could I …

“What?” Feng Zhuojun raised an eyebrow.

“We’re just good friends!” Song Ci suddenly understood what those words he just said meant. “We are all men. What is it to sleep together?”

“Do normal men sleep together in a hug?” Feng Zhuojun said, “It’s not for heating.”

“That’s because he’s a fox, it’s his nature to sleep and hold warm things, and that’s what it is.” Song Ci stiffened his head.

Feng Zhuojun gave him a strange look, “I think you are a little obsessed.”

Song Ci said, “I think you’re a little nonsense.”

Feng Zhuojun was annoyed all of a sudden, and felt that he had to give Song Ci some color. He ordered a soft chair. “You lie down, I’ll show you a baby.”

Song Ci muttered, “What baby should lie down?”

However, after all, he adjusted his posture and lay on the soft chair. Feng Zhuojun twisted his fingers with a pale yellow light, raised his hand, and threw it into the heart of Song Ci.

Song Ci yawned immediately, and he didn’t have time to respond to his sleepiness so quickly, so he fell asleep quickly.

When he slept soundly, someone suddenly whispered in his ear, “Master, master …”

Song Ci only felt that the sound was familiar, and opened his eyes to look at it. It was actually his close personal sister-in-law Youwen, who was standing next to him now and called him, “Master, it’s time for dinner. The wife sent someone to remind Now. ”

Song Ci bounced off the table, only to find the four treasures of the study under his arm, and his handwriting.

what is this?

Song Ci’s mind was stunned, and he suddenly looked up and looked around, only to find that he was originally in his study, the window was half open, the breeze came in slowly, bringing a gentle bird cry, and blowing rice paper to emit a light ring.

He stood up from the table in a huff, and even the cloak on his body fell to the ground. He took a few strides to the door, opened the door, and saw the familiar scene in his eyes.

Song Ci was stunned, his eyes stared at the boss, and he looked at the scene in front of him from left to right, and then took a breath.

This is his home, the Liangfu of Jinling.

The sunlight fell and all the scenes became blurred, and he blinked hard, shaking his head to keep himself awake.

It’s impossible. He is obviously in the divine realm, obviously in Rongbai’s dormitory. How could he appear here? Fiction baby novel network www.xiaoshuowa.com

“Master.” You Wen picked up his cloak and stepped out. “Let’s go to the front room for dinner soon, Mrs. Master anxious.”

Song Cihuan’s feet were nailed to the ground, and only one thought remained in his mind: how is this possible?

Are all those he experienced after leaving home a dream of Huang Liang?

What Rongbai, what Wen Changchu, what Feng Zhuojun all dreamed of himself?

He suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a hard blow, and suddenly the pain came, his eyes were blurred, the long eyelashes appeared wet, wanted to laugh, but felt weird.

“Master …” You Wen was a little scared. “What happened to you?”

“I’m fine, go to the front hall first.” Song Ci calmed his tone as far as possible.

He took Youwen across the familiar road, and the bricks and tiles reflected in his eyes, all the trees and trees were familiar in his memory. He was born here and grew up here. This is what he hasn’t returned for a long time. Family.

The moment before stepping into the front hall, Song Ci took a deep breath, fearing that his emotions would be uncontrollable, but even when he was ready, he was totally disappointed when he saw his father and mother.

When he saw his mother stepping into the door, she looked up and showed a gentle smile. At this moment, Song Ci did not hold back the tears and fell out of her eyes, and she was stunned.

Busy stood up and asked him, “Quiet, what happened to you?”

Song Ci groaned a tear, “Mother, I’m okay, but I just slept on the table just now, maybe my eyes are pressed. It’s a little uncomfortable at the moment.”

“How can you sleep on the table? What if it’s cold and cold? It’s better to ask the doctor at Fushang to give you a pulse.” Mrs. Liang anxiously. “What’s the matter with You Wen? On the table?”

You Wen bowed, “It was the negligence of the minions that he didn’t notice the snoring at the table and asked his wife to punish him.”

“Never mind my mother, I didn’t notice it myself, it had nothing to do with You Wen.” Song Ci wiped his red eyes, and the feeling was real now.

Father and mother, the servants in the house, and everything around them.

“Well, let’s have a meal first, beware the food is cold.” Master Liang beckoned at the two.

Mrs. Liang busily pulled him to sit down. “Come and come, you all love it.”

Song Ci looked at it, and it really was all his favorite dishes. He suddenly smiled, his eyes were full of dim tears, and he whispered, “How can it be all I like …, I thought … .. ”

“Uncle, sigh.” Suddenly a shout came. Song Ci looked up and saw Liang Yanbei coming over in an apricot robe, Junmei’s face groaned and smiled, “I’m here to sip.”

“It’s a banquet, come sit down.” Mrs. Liang greeted her busyly. “I heard you came back to Jinling two days ago, and wondering when you will come to see us.”

Liang Yanbei was still the same, sitting next to Song Ci with a smile, and shouted, “Cousin.”

Song Ci pouted immediately, “Who asked you?”

“You child.” Mrs. Liang stunned him. “Your brother has managed to return to Jinling once. Even if you don’t miss him, we still miss him.”

Liang Yanbei didn’t care at a glance, said with a smile, “I just got back to Jinling in the past two days, and I was really busy. I just rushed to smash rice as soon as I was free. My uncle slaps me not to blame me.

“How can it be.” Liang Liang said, “I haven’t seen you for a few years. It was so hard to see that we were too late to be happy. How can we blame you?”

Liang Yanbei nodded. “That’s good.”

He tilted his head and looked at Song Ci, “It just seems that my cousin is not very happy? Why is this eye red?”

Song Ci was busy rubbing his eyes with both hands. “I just have some discomfort in my eyes.”

“Cousin, in the past few years, have you missed me?” Liang Yanbei picked up Song Ci’s chopsticks and saw them with his uncle and uncle.

Song Ci glanced at him, “Can you stay away from me? I’m annoying to see you.”

Liang Yanbei laughed, and the two brothers patted him on the shoulder.

Song Ci also said, “You, too, are just as annoying.”

Song Ci didn’t know what was wrong with this cousin. He liked sticking to him from an early age. He didn’t say it, even if his dislike was so obvious. This person was invisible to him, and always thought he was making trouble with him. play.

At the same time, he was cheeky and crowded beside him with a cheeky old appearance.

Song Ci moved to the side, just wanting to find an excuse to leave the table, he listened to Liang Yan North Road, “Quit, I will take you to find Achan after eating.”

When Song Ci heard this, his **** was sitting on the ground all at once, the thought of leaving was instantly dissipated, he looked at Liang Yanbei, and for a long time he uttered a sentence, “Call cousin, no big, no small!”

Liang Yanbei nodded. “Xing Xing Xing, cousin, you eat fast, let’s eat together.”

Song Ci didn’t want to compromise with him, but thinking of his old friends he hadn’t seen in years, he picked up chopsticks and took a few bites.

No matter what, I thought of seeing Wenzen first.

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