This heroine is different

Chapter 182 The Girl Who Was First Embrace 1
When Song Song woke up, he found himself lying on a soft big bed.

Rubbing his dizzy head, Song Song hugged the quilt and sat up slowly.

With the soft light, Song Song looked up and looked around, and found that he was in a completely strange bedroom at the moment.

where is thisObviously, she was still filming just now
Song Song's thoughts suddenly paused, and she remembered that when filming, the props and wooden sticks that were easy to break turned into a genuine wooden stick for some reason.

The wooden stick with thick arms fell head-on, and she passed out on the spot.
Looking at the decoration and items in the bedroom, Song Song thought to himself: I don't know if the owner of this house prefers Western culture, or just likes European-style houses.

Inadvertently glancing at the full-length mirror not far away, Song Song froze, his pupils shrank slightly, and his hands holding the quilt slightly tightened: This man
After the initial panic, Song Song calmed down slowly. Looking at the face in the mirror that had no resemblance to her own, Song Song gradually confirmed her guess: It seems that she has time-traveled.

After getting off the bed, Song Song walked slowly to the full-length mirror and stood still, carefully examining his current appearance.

This face looked very immature, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

His face is pale, his lips are white, and he looks like he has been malnourished for a long time.I don't know if the original owner didn't eat well, or she just couldn't eat anything good.

There are some small freckles on the slightly straight bridge of the nose, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

The whole face looked very ordinary, the kind that couldn't be found in the crowd.

It's just that this pair of big sky blue eyes is quite beautiful.

Song Song involuntarily raised his hand and touched his eyelids.

At this time, she also understood that it wasn't that the owner of this house preferred western culture or something, but that she was in a western country now.

just
Song Song frowned slightly, she didn't have any memory of the original owner in her mind.So she doesn't know who the owner of this house is, and what is the relationship between the body she occupies now and the owner here.
'knock knock'

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Song Song withdrew his thoughts, turned to look at the closed door, and opened his red lips lightly: "Please come in."

The next moment, the door opened with a 'squeak'.

Standing outside the door was a young man in a black tuxedo. His handsome face was abnormally pale, as if he had been in darkness all year round and had never seen the sun.

The man was holding a tray with a glass of milk on it, seeing Song Song standing in front of the mirror, a slight surprise flashed in his eyes, then he put one hand in front of his belly, bowed slightly and saluted: "Miss Song. "

"Housekeeper." Song Song blurted out these two words.But she lowered her eyes extremely quickly, well concealing the surprise and uncertainty in her eyes, and her breath didn't change at all.

The housekeeper gently put the milk on the bedside table, nodded slightly to Song Song, then turned and left.

Looking at the closed door, Song Song frowned slightly. She has also learned English, and normal communication with Westerners is not a problem.

But the English spoken by the man just now had an extremely strong local accent, which she should not have understood.But not only did she understand, she responded, with the same accent!
Song Song thought, perhaps, this is the subconsciousness of the original owner, including the two words she blurted out just now.

Walking to the bedside table and standing still, Song Song slightly bent over and picked up the glass of milk. After taking it, she realized that the milk was warm.

Perhaps, the relationship between the owner and the original owner is not good.

It stands to reason that in such a ignorant situation, with Song Song's cautious temperament, she should not drink this glass of milk.

But for some reason, she subconsciously drank the milk in her hand.She didn't realize what she had done until she saw the milk stains on the wall of the cup.

Such uncontrollable behavior made Song Song quite upset.

Putting the glass back on the tray, Song Song threw himself hard on the bed behind him.

Her memory of this place is blank.

This place, as well as the housekeeper, gave her an indescribably strange feeling.She doesn't know what to do next to put herself in a good position
After the butler left the room, he went straight up the crystal stairs on the right.After going upstairs, he walked directly to the right side of the corridor.

There was no light here, and the butler's shiny black leather shoes stepped on the marble floor, making a slight 'da da' sound.Added to the gloom.

The closer you get to the end of the corridor, the colder and weirder it feels, as if there is an abyss ahead of the darkness, once you step into it, you will be crushed to pieces.

The butler was ignorant, and walked to the door of the bedroom at the end of the corridor with a calm expression.

He had just stopped when a very cold male voice came from inside: "Come in!" It seemed that he had already noticed the housekeeper.

The butler pushed the door open and entered. At this moment, in a coffin facing the door, a man with an unusually handsome face slowly sat up.

The butler saluted the man very respectfully: "Master."

The man gave a soft "hmm" and then stood up and stepped out of the coffin. He gently opened the curtains and looked at the sky without a trace of light. He seemed to just ask casually: "How is she today?"

But the same questioning has been going on for more than two months.

Without the slightest hesitation, the housekeeper told his thoughts truthfully: "Miss Song is a little different from usual today."

The man with his back to the butler paused for a moment, then said casually, "Oh?"

The housekeeper pondered for a while, and then said: "Usually when I go in, Miss Song is lying on the bed, and when she sees me, she looks a little panicked and frightened. But today."

The butler told all about Song Song's differences from usual, without missing any details.

After the butler finished speaking, the man didn't respond at all.

The butler lowered his head slightly, without any curiosity, just waiting for the man's next order.

It was this man who gave him a new life, so there was nothing but awe and loyalty to this man.He absolutely wouldn't, and he didn't dare to have any other thoughts.

"Hehehe"

For a while, when the butler thought the man would not react, a series of low laughter came from the man's throat, with obvious pleasure.

A whisper that couldn't be softer escaped from the man's mouth, and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

But the butler still heard that sentence clearly.

"A Song, you are finally here."

The next moment, the tuxedo on the butler shook slightly, as if a breeze was blowing gently by his side.

(End of this chapter)