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Chapter 111 111: Fu Li, how should I protect you?
Qingquan Villa.

Uncle Zhao was shocked to see Huo Lan appearing behind Fu Li's back, "Miss Li, this is..."

"Was drunk."

Huo Lan explained, "I can't drive after drinking, and the place to eat is near here, so I'll take her here to rest."

"Come in, come in..."

Huo Lan stayed here for one night, but she still doesn't know which room Fu Li lives in.

Under the guidance of Uncle Zhao, Huo Lan carried Fu Li back to her own room.

Huo Lan originally wanted to wash Fu Li's face and wipe his hands, but found that Fu Li was holding onto his belt tightly.

"Lili?"

Huo Lan yelled a few times, Fu Li was so drunk that he didn't react at all, the belt couldn't be undone, and it was unsightly, Fu Li's hand was pulled tightly again.

Really afraid of hurting her hands, Huo Lan had no choice but to say to Uncle Zhao, "Can you get me a basin of hot water, so I can wash her face."

"Grandpa, please wait a moment."

Soon, Uncle Zhao came over with hot water and a towel, watching Huo Lan carefully wash her face and hands.

"Uncle Zhao, can I trouble you to give me that footbath again?" Huo Lan asked Uncle Zhao for help.

After walking with him for so long in the afternoon, Fu Li would feel uncomfortable if he didn't wash up.

Uncle Zhao naturally has no objection.

He fetched water again.

Huo Lan sat on the edge of the bed, laid Fu Li down, put her legs on his own, then bent down to wet the towel for washing her feet, and gently wiped her snow-white feet.

Seeing that Huo Lan's posture was almost distorted, Uncle Zhao couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Master, let me do it."

As he was about to come to get the towel in his hand, Huo Lan hurriedly took it away, and refused, "Uncle Zhao is fine, you are so old, how can I let you serve others like this, I will just come."

Uncle Zhao's understanding of Huo Lan was limited to seeing it on the news.

I heard before that Huo Lan has a hot temper and is very cruel.

But he met him several times, and it seemed that every time, he had a different feeling.

"Uncle, you are so kind to Miss Li." Uncle Zhao couldn't help but redden his eyes, and even said a word, "Miss Li was injured before, and there was no one to help or rely on. After that, she is no longer alone. .”

Hearing this, Huo Lan was startled when he wiped Fu Li's feet.

He looked up at Uncle Zhao in surprise, and asked suspiciously, "Did Lili get hurt often before?"

Uncle Zhao realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and immediately shut up in a panic.

Just now, he suddenly thought that Fu Li would have someone to rely on in the future. He felt sorry for Fu Li, so he couldn't control his mouth.

But Huo Lan suddenly understood how much Fu Li reported good news but not bad news.

When they were shopping in the afternoon, Fu Li talked about his many experiences, including the ones that made him nervous, but in the end, there were no dangers.

However, she didn't say anything about her injury.

She said that she is the most talented and intelligent disciple in the history of Zongheng, and she is very good at learning metaphysics, and her brothers and sisters are not her opponents.

Thinking of her recovering A Bao and spirit beasts like Bai Liao, Huo Lan automatically thought that she was very powerful and never got hurt.

At this moment when Uncle Zhao said this, he realized that Fu Li was not injured, but she didn't tell him.

In order to prevent Fu Li from feeling uncomfortable, Huo Lan wiped her feet as soon as possible, then put her under the quilt, and sat on the head of the bed in an extremely uncomfortable position.

When Uncle Zhao was about to take the basin away, Huo Lan said suddenly, "Uncle Zhao, leave it alone, I'll deal with it later, please tell me more about Lili's past."

"Master, I'm just a servant..."

"Lili can give you such a villa, you must be more than just a servant in her heart." Fu Li said, "I know it's inconvenient for you to talk about Lili's affairs, for fear that Lili will get angry, but she told me today A lot, except for those things that didn't say that she was hurt, I beg you, tell me, okay?"

Uncle Zhao looked at Huo Lan begging him so, and then looked at Fu Li who was asleep. She still hasn't let go of Huo Lan's belt.

"Forget it, it's good to have someone come to hurt Miss Li. Miss Li is a Taoist, but she is only a mortal body. She will bleed when she is injured. She will have the pain that ordinary people have..."

Uncle Zhao stood like that and talked for more than 40 minutes. Huo Lan's heart felt as if someone had been stabbed with a knife, dripping with blood.

Sure enough, what Fu Li didn't tell him was a matter of life and death.

He was wounded by guns and knives, burned by fire, attacked by wild beasts, and bitten by spirit beasts and monsters. He narrowly escaped death countless times.

After Uncle Zhao left, Huo Lan lifted her feet onto the bed. Looking at Fu Li's quiet and well-behaved appearance, she didn't know that she had gone through so many trials of life and death.

Huo Lan's hand gently stroked Fu Li's cheek.

Her palm-sized cheeks, such slender arms and legs, so thin, how could she bear so much?
"Lili," Huo Lan called softly, "If it's possible, I hope you don't become a Taoist disciple, just be an ordinary girl, and I can protect you, but..."

"But you are so powerful, how can I protect you?"

That night, Fu Li slept soundly.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I saw Huo Lan beside me.

He didn't lie down, but leaned against the head of the bed, his body twisted.

And his own hand was still tightly grasping his belt.

Fu Li frowned, her temples hurt a little, exactly the same as when she woke up after being drunk last time.

But last night, she obviously didn't drink much.

Huo Lan added a glass of wine to her, only took a few sips, but didn't finish it.

Could it be that she is allergic to alcohol?
Withdrawing the hand on Huo Lan's belt, Fu Li called out, "Huo Lan."

Hearing the sound, Huo Lan woke up suddenly.

Seeing that Fu Li had woken up, he sat up straight and asked eagerly, "Do you have a headache? I asked Uncle Zhao to make soup this morning last night, and I'll bring it to you."

Because keeping one posture all night, the whole person is stiff.

Huo Lan failed to sit up.

Fu Li also grabbed his arm and said, "I'm fine, it's not serious. You can lie down and rest for a while."

"This is your room." Huo Lan said, "I didn't take a shower last night, and I didn't change my clothes. It's not very clean. I'd better go to the guest room and take a nap."

Seeing that he was about to get up again, Fu Li didn't let go of his hand.

The hand holding her arm tightened, and Fu Li said softly, "Huo Lan, let's live together."

In the novels I read before, the relationship between the hero and heroine developed by leaps and bounds, and they all started from cohabitation.

She had never fantasized before, but after reading the novel, she began to have fantasies.

And she felt that Huo Lan was a man worth living with her.

However, the request to live together in the novel seems to be proposed by the male protagonist, or it is a natural behavior.

If she took the initiative to speak today, would Huo Lan think that she was Meng Lang?
do not care.

She doesn't care.

(End of this chapter)