The male protagonist tricked me

Although I don't know why Song Ao's Xinghai turned into a grassland under the influence of Rank Nine Ring Gu, but Jiang Heng's guidance this time is obviously very successful.

On Song Ao's star sea field, trees rose from the ground, and their roots took root deeply, firmly grasping the originally not very stable base of the star sea.

Jiang Heng knew that Song Ao's Xinghai was finally stable.

Patiently and meticulously introducing the last star power, Jiang Heng let out a long sigh of relief.

What he did just now is actually no different from a precise operation. If there is a slight mistake, it will cause great harm to both of them... Fortunately, Song Ao completely trusts him and is completely open .

Fortunately, the memories of his previous life are still there, and the use of the power of the star sea has reached the limit, and he can easily grasp it.

The last ray of star power injected, and Jiang Heng withdrew his two hands on Song Ao at the same time.

Song Ao, who had lost his support, fell limply backwards and landed in Jiang Heng's arms.

Jiang Heng was silent for a moment, pursed his mouth slightly, put his hands on Song Ao's shoulders, turned over and got off the bed, and settled Song Ao back down again.

The power of the stars in the room has dissipated, and the room has returned to darkness in the middle of the night, but Jiang Heng's eyes with excellent night vision can still clearly capture every detail of Song Ao's body.

His Xinghai is indeed stable... it's just...

Jiang Heng put his hand on Song Ao's forehead and tried it.

And some mild low-grade fever.

And this time he was "hollowed out" of his body, and I'm afraid it will take three to five days to slow down.

Jiang Heng didn't care about the pajamas that he took off and threw aside at the beginning, and directly covered Song Ao with a quilt.After doing all this, he realized that he seemed to have consumed a lot, and even a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Jiang Heng stretched out his hand to wipe it indifferently, turned around to leave, but accidentally kicked something under his feet.

He looked down - it was the water glass he threw aside after feeding Song Ao a glass of water.

Staring at the water glass for a long time, Jiang Heng's mouth curled into a straight line, and finally he couldn't help but look back at Song Ao.

He didn't understand, really didn't understand.

What kind of thoughts and mentality did Song Ao have in order to approach him?

Why did Song Ao completely trust and open up to him?

Looking at Song Ao's face that had calmed down and fell into a deep sleep, Jiang Heng sneered.

It doesn't matter, he will know, he will know everything.

Since Song Ao has made him invest so much effort and time, then he should not even think about escaping from his grasp!

And Song Ao, who was sleeping very soundly, really didn't know anything about him completely opening up Xinghai to Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng thinks too highly of him - he is real, I don't know!

So far in the book, Song Ao has just learned how to mobilize the power of the star sea.

Besides, he was so focused on hugging the hero's thigh and cherishing his own life at all times, how could he not trust Jiang Heng?

A tense and thrilling night passed.

It's a pity that Jiang Heng will remember it in his heart.

For Song Ao, it was nothing more than a bizarre dream.

In the morning, Song Ao woke up under the action of his biological clock.

The first reaction is to feel a headache, and the limbs are limp and weak, as if it appears after a high fever.

Song Ao yawned and sat up, the quilt slid from his chest to his waist, Song Ao only felt a chill in his chest, only then did he realize that he was naked-upper body.

Looking around again, he saw that his pajamas had been thrown to the foot of the bed.

It's strange, he obviously doesn't have the habit of sleeping naked, how could he sleepwalk and take off his pajamas while sleeping?

Song Ao scratched his head, opened his mouth and sighed, and felt his throat dry again.

He habitually wanted to ask Song Shisan to pour a glass of water, but then remembered that Song Shisan was gone, so he could only get out of bed by himself.

However, when he turned his head, Song Ao saw the water glass standing on the bedside table, and there was still a full glass of water in it.

Song Ao was taken aback.

When did he know how to take care of himself? Did he even prepare a glass of water for himself before going to bed yesterday?

Song Ao picked up the water glass and swallowed in small mouthfuls, letting the water moisten his dry throat, while squinting his eyes, trying to recall what happened last night.

The water glasses laid out, and the pajamas thrown aside, seemed a little unusual.

However, before Song Ao could figure it out, the call for assembly suddenly sounded on the training ground outside.

Song Ao cursed secretly, put down the water glass, picked up his clothes, and rushed out.

This collection of whistles can be said to be one of Wei Rushi's bad tastes.

From the first day he entered the camp, he said that as long as the first-year students hear the assembly whistle, they must arrive at the assembly point within 1 minute, no matter what time it is or what they are doing.

Wei Rushi's words are not dangerous, but will be implemented in practice. Every time he will find a position to pinch the watch, as long as it exceeds one second, then the starting price for waiting for you is to double the amount of training today.

But as soon as Song Ao's feet touched the ground, his body sank and he almost fell down.

He... what the hell did he do last night?How could it be so false? !

However, the hurried whistle rang again, and Song Ao had no time to think about it, so he had to rush out with all his might.

With his current physical condition, if he still faces double training, I'm afraid it will be too much for him!

Fortunately, Wei Ru is not particularly bad today, he just blew the rally whistle on the playground.

Compared with those who got up earlier and were training in the cafeteria at this time, the dormitory was closer to the playground, and Song Ao finally managed to run to the gathering place with a one-minute tail.

Jiang Heng had been there for a long time, looking at Song Ao who was struggling to come, he frowned slightly.

But now they are gathering, the two of them stand together tacitly, and there is no chance to talk.

Wei Rushi grinned, and turned off the time interface displayed on the optical brain, "Okay, boys, a little progress, I didn't catch any of them today and punish them."

"But..." Wei Rushi chuckled a few times, "It's a holiday this morning, so go back and get ready. Starting in the afternoon, it's the group arena for your freshmen."

Group arena?

The assembled first graders looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

"I won't say too much." Wei Rushi waved his hand, pointing to the people behind him, "Your seniors, I will treat you well."

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, only to see four or five second-year students smiling and looking over with unfathomable faces.

Jiang Heng frowned slowly.

Aren't these guys just the trash that made fun of themselves and Song Ao that day, and wanted to snatch things from Song Ao?