They all want to be my heroine

No, no, the script doesn't have this plot, so don't mess around with it to avoid any chain reactions.

Forget it, let's talk about it later. Anyway, she still wears a subordinate collar around her neck, so she can't make any waves.

Yan Meng'er ate a few hastily and then hurriedly ran to take a bath. She probably didn't want to miss the opportunity to have skin-to-skin contact with her sister and mentor, leaving Yan Zhen to slowly clear away the food on the table.

After eating, Yan Zhen turned on the lights in the yard, sat on a wicker chair under the tree, and looked up at the stars while eating.

Soon, the four girls came back from taking a shower. All of them had their hair tied up high, revealing their slender necks, and their delicate bodies were still filled with light steam, exuding a moist fragrance.

Because the weather was getting hotter, they all wore thin and loose nightgowns.

The two breasts of the upper body are staggered to form a V shape, with the beautiful collarbone and the undulating snowy mountains looming, and different flower knots are tied around the waist; the hem of the nightgown hangs down to the knees, but the bifurcation is very high. When walking, the pink legs are exposed, As white and bright as polished ivory.

Although they are dressed similarly, the temperaments of the four women are very different. Instructor Yuxuan is gentle and quiet, Yan Ruyu is elegant and graceful, Michelle is lively and smart, and there is also a charming and lovely Yan Meng'er.

The small courtyard house just happens to bring together the four golden flowers of the Metaphysical Academy.

The four girls were dressed casually and without warning, as if they did not regard Yan Zhen, the only boy in the house, as an outsider, so only he could get a glimpse of such a touching spring scene.

Yan Zhen had the illusion that he had become the protagonist of a harem novel, but in fact he was playing the protagonist of a novel without a heroine. The contrast between the two made him feel subtle.

"Cousin, do they look good? The four of us have different nightgowns of the same style."

Yan Meng'er took the initiative to show off her cuteness as always. She pinched her large sleeves with her little hands and stood on tiptoes to spin around in front of Yan Zhen. The hem of her clothes floated up with her movements, not only her two pink and white jade legs. Showing it, even the pink chubby one showed the tip of the iceberg.

The overly bold action made the other three women blush, and they were envious of her for being able to express her feelings so frankly.

But Yan Meng'er's words made Yan Zhen's eyes not only stay on Yan Meng'er, but also moved to the other three women one after another.

Sensing that he was looking over, Yan Ruyu shyly closed her legs and retracted her hips slightly.Michelle's heartbeat was also racing, and she pushed her hair behind her ears in the evening breeze; Instructor Yuxuan put one arm around her waist, trying to cover up the slightly plump flesh above.

The four women have different styles.

As his eyes swept over them one after another, Yan Zhen felt his blood boiling and he quickly ran away before he showed his ugly face.

"I went to take a shower."

The four girls vaguely noticed his embarrassment, looked at each other, then pursed their lips and laughed.

38 Yanzhen has a headache

After cleaning up and returning to the room, Yan Zhen entered the crystal space as usual and practiced drawing the fire talisman under the supervision and guidance of the beautiful master.

After practice, the beautiful master was about to give him a head massage, but Yan Meng'er happened to bring a midnight snack outside, so Yan Zhen had to go out and open the door.

Yan Meng'er put down her supper, as if she wanted to have a long talk with her cousin while taking a bed, but Yan Zhen didn't tolerate her and took her orthopedic cousin out.

Yan Zhen was about to return to the crystal space when he suddenly thought of a short plot in the script. He practiced drawing the fire talisman without the aid of medication or massage from his beautiful master. The next day he woke up with a splitting headache, like I had a fever as high as [-] degrees and had to call in sick.

This plot does not have much effect. It is only used to show the difficulty of drawing the fire talisman and the importance of drug assistance, prompting him to collect medicinal materials. The character interactivity is almost zero, and the system does not include it as a key player. plot.

However, Yan Zhen adheres to the concept of restoring the plot as much as possible, and suddenly wants to play this part.

So he turned off the Star Shift Fire Seal and lay down on the bed to sleep quietly.

Silent all night.

The next day, Yan Zhen woke up before the sun came out.

Woke up with pain.

It felt like my head was about to split open, the pain was excruciating, and it felt like a big stone had been stuffed inside, which was extremely heavy.

"Now that I'm playing Dafa, no wonder I need to take sick leave. In this state, getting up is torture."

Unknowingly, Yan Zhen fell asleep again, and did not wake up again until Yan Meng'er came over and called him to get up and eat.

Opening the door, Yan Zhen told her cousin that she was not feeling well and asked her to ask for leave from instructor Yuxuan.

Seeing Yan Zhen's face as pale as paper, Yan Meng'er was startled, and then suddenly remembered the only time Yan Zhen asked for sick leave in his previous life, and hurriedly called instructor Yu Xuan over.

Yan Ruyu and Michelle, who were having breakfast, were also alerted and came to Yan Zhen's room to check on his condition.

"Yan Zhen, what's wrong with you?"

Four beauties gathered in front of his bed, their faces full of concern, and their slightly frowning faces seemed to be in more pain than he was.

Yan Zhen was a little embarrassed by their battle. Those who didn't know it thought he had a terminal illness. It was such an exaggeration.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a headache. It might be better after a day's sleep."

Having said that, Yan Zhen's current condition is visibly poor. How could the four girls believe that this is a trivial matter?

Instructor Yuxuan sat on the edge of the bed, running the water profound energy, and gently covering his Tianling Cap with her jade hands, trying to help him relieve the pain, but it had little effect.

After all, this is the pain caused by the throbbing of the soul, which cannot be calmed down by using mystical force alone. Yan Zhen plans to trigger the skip function of the system and jump directly to the recovery state.

But if they were still there, they wouldn't be able to trigger it, and they couldn't even enter the crystal space in front of them to ask the beautiful master for help.

"You don't have to worry about me. Go to school quickly. I should be almost fine by the time you come back from school."

The more he said this, the more worried the four girls became, especially Yan Meng'er, whose eyes were red and she was about to cry.

"If Meng'er doesn't leave, Meng'er will stay with her cousin."

They didn't live together in their previous life. They only knew that Yan Zhen asked someone to take sick leave, but they didn't know that his condition would be so bad.

Yan Zhen was helpless. Although he was very touched by their concern, if they didn't leave, he would be hurt to death... So his tone became more serious:

"It's useless for you to stay here. It will only affect my rest. Be obedient and go to school quickly."

Instructor Yuxuan also spoke:

"Yan Zhen is right. It won't help if you stay here. Leave it to the tutor. I don't have any classes today, so let me take care of him. You go to school first."

Yan Zhen felt bad when he heard this.

——No, you should go to class quickly, instructor!You can't just abandon other students just for the sake of me, a student!

The three girls were persuaded by instructor Yuxuan to leave, but she herself stayed.

Yan Zhen felt like he couldn't hold himself any longer, and the severe pain made him cover his eyebrows and groan.

"Yan Zhen!"

Instructor Yu Xuan's expression changed slightly, and she stretched out her hand to help Yan Zhen, letting him lean on her chest, holding his waist with one hand, and placing the other hand on his forehead with condensed water profound energy.

Unfortunately, the effect is still low.

Water Xuanli can only calm the mind and calm the mind, but cannot relieve the pain of the soul, unless one knows special healing methods, but that is the method of a magician.

"Is this hurting your soul?"

Instructor Yuxuan could vaguely see it, and her brows furrowed even deeper, because this was a big problem.

But if you think about it carefully, it's unlikely. After all, Yan Zhen is in the realm of the Mystic and has no access to the Soul Realm.

"How about I take you to the academy to find a magician for treatment? Maybe they will be able to find a solution."

"Don't, mentor, don't, I don't want to move now."

Yan Zhen didn't dare to say that he was fine, otherwise it would only deepen Teacher Yuxuan's worry about him, but he heard her say again:

"Then I'll call the academy's art master?"

"No, tutor, don't leave! Just let me have a rest, okay?" Yan Zhen felt dizzy and acted coquettishly to stabilize tutor Yu Xuan: "Teacher's body is fragrant and soft, and I don't feel it right now. My head hurts so much."

It had to be said that Yan Zhen felt quite comfortable resting on the soft chest of his mentor Yuxuan and smelling her elegant fragrance.

Teacher Yuxuan couldn't help but blush when she heard this. She thought to herself that her breasts were not a good cure, how could they relieve the headache?

But she could feel Yan Zhen's dependence on her in his words.

Look at him, he is usually independent and self-centered, but when he is sick, he is so fragile, as if he suddenly looks ten years younger, which is a bit cute.

Teacher Yuxuan thought so, and the maternal nature in her heart swelled up like fermented dough. After a slight hesitation, she quickly took off her shoes and socks, hugged Yan Zhen and slowly lay down on the bed, using her mature and plump body to act as his soft body. pad.

"Have a good rest, the instructor will be with you."

Instructor Yuxuan spoke softly while stroking the top of Yan Zhen's head, like a mother coaxing her child to sleep.

Yan Zhen could no longer hold on, his face buried in the rolling valley of his chest, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Zhen woke up leisurely after sleeping until almost dusk.

There is still a hangover-like dizziness in my head, but it is much better than in the morning.

Opening his eyes, he happened to face Teacher Yuxuan's beautiful and demure sleeping face, less than three inches away from him.

As he breathed, the beautiful instructor's warm breath blew on his face, carrying a faint orchid fragrance.

One arm hugged his waist tightly, making the two of them very close from head to toe.

Yan Zhen blinked and fell into deep thought: How could he sleep with Teacher Yuxuan?

It took me a while to remember that I tried to recreate the headache plot but failed. Then Teacher Yuxuan did not go to class and stayed in the room to take care of him.

But why did she take care of him until he came to bed?

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It will be put on the shelves on Saturday, and it will be saved.

39 The beautiful master is angry!

Yan Zhen tried hard to think about it, but still couldn't remember it, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

He moved and tried to get up, but woke up Instructor Yuxuan who was sleeping lightly.

Haitang's sleeping beauty slowly opened her eyes and saw Yan Zhen staring at her blankly, her pretty face showing the laziness of just waking up, and asked softly:

"You're awake, Yanzhen. Does your head still hurt?"

Yan Zhen looked at her with his big, watery eyes:

"It's much better."

"Really? That was great, I almost scared you this morning."

Instructor Yu Xuan seemed to have lingering fears. She put her hand on the side of Yan Zhen's face and gently slid her thumb. Her beautiful sapphire eyes were filled with pity.

"It's fine."

She murmured, and gave a faint smile at the end. Her smile was infinitely soft, like a friendly elder sister next door or a kind aunt next door, which could best tug at the heartstrings of an innocent boy.

Fortunately, Yan Zhen experienced the daily baptism of the beautiful master and developed a strong resistance to it, and his heart only moved a little.

"I'm sorry for worrying my mentor... Is my mentor always here to take care of me?"

"Hmm, huh?"

Instructor Yuxuan probably finally came to her senses. She blinked her long eyelashes a few times like the wings of a butterfly. She looked at Yan Zhen's face, which was very close at hand, and then saw that her legs were still stuck between his knees. Suddenly, her jade face turned red as if she had applied too much rouge.

She suddenly stretched her slim and plump body and explained incoherently:

"Yan Zhen, don't get me wrong, I didn't do it on purpose, I did it because of that..."

This was the first time that Yan Zhen saw Teacher Yuxuan looking so at a loss. She looked like a little girl who made a mistake and felt guilty. It was quite cute.

You definitely can't laugh in this situation, but Yan Zhen can't help but laugh.

"Teacher, can you calm down first?"

Instructor Yuxuan saw his half-smiling look, and was so embarrassed that she covered her hot face with her hands, and said with some self-abasement:

"You said you wanted me to hold you to sleep, so I held you on the bed like this."

It's true, but how could I... Yan Zhen was a little embarrassed, smiled slightly and said:

"I think so, thank you, mentor."

Instructor Yuxuan's heart beat a few beats faster, and her mood couldn't help but become cheerful. It seemed that her body and mind were easily controlled by Yan Zhen.

——Don’t smile at your mentor like that, you troublesome little scoundrel.

She turned her face away, put on her shoes and got out of bed, her movements were as fast as if she had been burned on her buttocks.

"Since you're fine, I'm leaving."

"it is good."

coo.

Yan Zhen's stomach suddenly made a loud noise, like a hungry beast waking up from sleep and roaring to the sky.