Fang Chaozhou found himself transmigrating into a Danmei novel, as a character who had the exact same name as himself. He became the Second Brother of the Protagonist and he had no clue who the ML ...
The young man, who was suddenly stuffed with a ball of snow, was obviously frozen. After Fang Chaozhou ran away for a long distance, he lowered his head and brushed off the snowflakes on his collar.
Fang Chaozhou thought the other party would fight back immediately, but after the boy slapped the snow, he just stood there quietly. He suddenly felt guilty. He walked back and saw snowflakes falling on the other person's shoulders, so he patted him to make up for it.
The young man turned his eyes to the hand on his shoulder and said nothing until the hand was taken away, then he looked away.
Seeing that he couldn't have a snowball fight, Fang Chaozhou could only look around bored. After looking for a while, he couldn't help but say, "It would be nice to have a cave that can protect us from the wind and snow. I'm afraid we won't be able to leave here today."
"Second Brother, I just saw the cave." The young man next to him suddenly spoke after hearing Fang Chaozhou's words.
Fang Chaozhou was stunned for a moment, but didn't feel anything was wrong, so he asked the other party where the cave was and followed him to the cave. After finding the cave, he asked the boy to stand outside with an umbrella for a while, and then he went in to check if there were any hibernating animals in the cave. Fortunately, there were none.
The cave was not big, more than half the size of the cave they had in Tianshui Sect. After Fang Chaozhou invited the young man outside the cave in, he began to rummage through his storage ring.
He spread the mattress on the ground and let the boy sit on it, then ran to another place and spread another mattress.
The young man watched his movements and asked softly, "Brother, why do you want to make two beds?"
Fang Chaozhou said without even turning his head, "Because I want to lie down later, and it won't be easy to lie down if there is only one bed."
The young man didn't say anything else, and Fang Chaozhou searched his storage ring but didn't find anything interesting. He could only lie down with his clothes on, staring outside the cave, wondering when the snow would stop.
"Young Master, is it necessary to continue watching this illusion?" The girl couldn't help but ask as she saw Song Lianyi's face becoming increasingly worse. She felt that there was no need to keep the monk locked up any longer, and it would be better to catch him and beat him up.
Song Lianyi gritted her teeth and said, "Don't worry. He can see Xue Danrong in the illusion, so he must have something to hide about Xue Danrong. Over time, he will naturally reveal his true colors."
There is a very magical thing about this illusion. As the illusion lasts longer, the people created in it will become more and more like the original person. Therefore, for many people, it becomes more and more difficult to see through the illusion as time goes on. In addition, the people created in the illusion can even simulate the original person's emotions. This is why Zhongli Yueshui in the original novel almost did something inappropriate to Xue Danrong.
Song Lianyi was not in a hurry to catch Fang Chaozhou. First, he wanted to see if Fang Chaozhou had any strange thoughts about Xue Danrong. Second, he also wanted to know what Xue Danrong thought of Fang Chaozhou.
In a fantasy.
The snow outside the cave continued to fall, the sky gradually darkened, and the light in the cave also dimmed.
Fang Chaozhou only found a night pearl lamp in his storage ring and placed it between him and the young man. After putting it away, he looked up at the boy not far away and said, "Little Junior Brother, don't you want to lie down and take a rest?"
Since entering the cave, the boy has been sitting on the mattress.
Hearing the voice, the boy turned his head, and the light flowed into his phoenix eyes like water, "I'm not tired."
"Okay, I'm a little sleepy, little junior brother. I'll take a nap. If the snow stops, call me." Fang Chaozhou turned around, turned his back to the young man, and closed his eyes.
I don’t know how long I slept, but when I woke up, I felt something pressing on him.
Fang Chaozhou struggled, trying to get rid of the heavy object on his body, but failed. He then stretched out his hand to push it away, but before his hand touched the heavy object, it was grabbed.
It looked like human hands were holding him.
Fang Chaozhou opened his eyes after realizing it, but his brain was not fully awake, so even after seeing that the heavy object pressing him was Xue Danrong, he did not realize that anything was wrong, and only asked: "Junior brother, has the snow stopped?"
"Not yet." The young man's cold voice sounded, "Second Brother, I feel a little cold."
cold?
When Fang Chaozhou heard this, he wanted to look through his storage ring to see if there was anything warm, but the boy held his hand, so he had to try to pull his hand back first.
I pulled it a few times but couldn't move it.
Fang Chaozhou couldn't help but say: "Junior brother, let go first, I'll go..."
Before he could finish his words, his hands were pressed beside his head. The young man holding his hand looked down at him. Because the light in the cave was dim, his phoenix eyes seemed even brighter.
Fang Chaozhou glanced at his grabbed hand, turned his head and wanted to tell the other party to stop making trouble, but he couldn't say the words.
Unexpected, yet passionate as fire.
Even my breath seemed to be taken away by the other party.
Fang Chaozhou's brain, which had been dulled by sleepiness, finally woke up. When the spirit snake came in, he bit it hard with his teeth and sure enough, he heard the other party's inhalation. Taking advantage of this time, Fang Chaozhou pushed the person away with force.
The boy who was pushed away sat up. He raised his hand and gently covered his lips. Blood seeped out from between his fingers, staining his snow-white fingers into begonias. A pair of phoenix eyes were fixed on Fang Chaozhou in front of him. It seemed as if there was a wild beast hidden in his eyes. He looked at people directly and aggressively.
But his words were so soft that the sound of falling snow outside almost covered his voice.
"Does Second Brother hate me so much?"
Fang Chaozhou looked at the other person bleeding, sighed, took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, "You shouldn't call me Second Senior Brother, you are not him."
When the young man heard this, his eyes flashed, "Second Brother, why don't I understand what you said?"
"Although I wasn't sure before, I am now sure that you are not Xue Danrong. He is different from you." Fang Chaozhou said.
Upon hearing this, the young man put down his hands, and the moment he put them down, all the blood on his hands disappeared, and even his lips were clean, as if nothing had happened.
"What's the difference? I think I've imitated him very well. Wasn't it like this when he kissed you before?"
These words made Fang Chaozhou blush.
Song Lianyi's face outside the incense burner turned black.
What did he hear?
Xue Danrong kissed Fang Chaozhou?
Fang Chaozhou hesitated for a moment before saying, "Not exactly the same, and he has a nice smell." He was addicted to that smell, and coupled with Xue Danrong's face, it was simply a killer, so the last time Xue Danrong kissed him in the carriage, he didn't even have the mind to struggle.
This time, he could clearly feel that he was conscious, so he pushed the other person away without hesitation. Then he remembered that he had stuffed snow into the other person's collar before, and the other person did not retaliate, so he was even more certain that the person in front of him was not Xue Danrong.
Once confirmed, the influence of the illusion on him was naturally broken.
Fang Chaozhou remembered that he was locked in Song Lianyi's incense burner.
When the boy heard this, he couldn't help but raise his sleeve and smell himself, and said with a little confusion: "The smell should be the same."
Fang Chaozhou didn't dwell on this topic any more, and just said, "I've seen through it all, can you let me out?"
The young man looked at Fang Chaozhou for a while before saying, "I hope you won't be able to see through me next time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Chaozhou felt a gust of wind blowing towards him, which made it impossible for him to open his eyes. When he could open his eyes again, he had already returned to the rouge shop.
As soon as he appeared, Song Lianyi tied him up with a shark silk ribbon.
"Fang Chaozhou, has Xue Danrong kissed you?" Song Lianyi's eyes were cold.
"No." Fang Chaozhou answered quickly, but Song Lianyi saw everything that happened in the illusion clearly and did not give Fang Chaozhou any chance to argue. He looked Fang Chaozhou up and down, then pulled the ribbon hard and pulled him over.
"We still have a lot of time today, Fang Chaozhou." There was a hint of gritted teeth in his tone.
The second floor of the rouge shop.
Fang Chaozhou tried to move the chair under him, but failed. He pursed his lips, then looked up at the charming woman in front of him. When he saw the hostility in her eyes, he hesitated before speaking.
"We didn't have any conflicts before, right? Can't we talk it out nicely?"
"Talk nicely?" Song Lianyi leaned over and patted Fang Chaozhou's cheek, not too hard or too lightly, but with a strong hint of contempt. "When I'm happy, we can talk nicely."
After saying this, he stood up and opened the box on the table next to him.
He didn't bring any good stuff with him on this trip, so he could only make do with these ordinary things.
Song Lianyi picked and chose in the box and finally found one that she liked. When she was about to use it on Fang Chaozhou, she found that the chair was empty.
His eyes turned cold and he cast a spell to attack backwards, but it was too late. The shark silk ribbon that was originally tied to Fang Chaozhou quickly tied around his body.
After Fang Chaozhou kidnapped the person, he did not forget to cast a silencing spell on him. Seeing that Song Lianyi's eyes were full of anger, he thought for a moment and helped her sit down on the chair.
"It's too tiring to stand, let's just sit down." Fang Chaozhou said, and sighed, "Actually I don't want to tie you up, but you're always like this, and I don't think it's good, so..."
He picked up the things that Song Lianyi had just dropped on the ground.
When Song Lianyi saw Fang Chaozhou pick up the thing, her eyes changed.
Although Song Lianyi is a pervert, Fang Chaozhou feels that he has a very good advantage, that is, no matter how badly Song Lianyi is beaten outside, he will not complain to his mother when he returns home, unlike that little devil Li Zhu, who will go home to complain.
In the original novel, Song Lianyi was obsessed with Xue Danrong, and every time she was beaten half to death, she was forced to recuperate before she would be quiet for a while. Wait until the injury is healed before appearing again.
Fang Chaozhou thought that he would be staying in the capital for a while, and it would be troublesome if Song Lianyi kept bothering him. He would not mind the trouble, but he was afraid that Song Lianyi would become so perverted as to attack other people.
Everyone here is a mortal and cannot withstand Song Lianyi's torture.
As for offending the other party, he has already offended him even though he doesn't want to.
So Fang Chaozhou planned to let Song Lianyi give up the intention of causing trouble for him temporarily, but he didn't like beating people half to death, as that was too violent and bloody. So he set his eyes on Song Lianyi's treasures. He remembered that in the original book, Song Lianyi had some things that were hurtful but not bloody.
"What is this?" Fang Chaozhou looked at the copper ball in his hand with some curiosity. The copper ball was not big, only about the size of a walnut.
When Song Lianyi heard Fang Chaozhou's words, her eyes became noticeably nervous, and she even swallowed unconsciously. He stared straight at the copper ball in Fang Chaozhou's hand, and when he saw Fang Chaozhou looking at him, his body tensed.