Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

On the other side, the studio.

Song Le was shivering wrapped in a bath towel, her lips were pale, her hair was soaked, her eyes were red, those who didn't know would think she was frozen——

Today's scene is about the heart-wrenching story of the cold princess she played who fell into the river by mistake and was rescued by a young guard.

The temperature is getting lower and lower every day. Although the water temperature has been heated up, it still can't resist the coldness of being drenched and blown by the cold wind. Song Le's condition is very bad recently, especially today, just this time, he has been NG three times.

The director, who always admired her the most, had no choice but to let her sit aside to rest and adjust. Song Le huddled in the chair, staring blankly at the phone with a black screen in his hand, feeling in a mess.

She never liked childish and willful people, but why did she just fall into it?

Not to mention being completely teased and humiliated, but also blushing like a fool and seriously saying that he likes it, what was Lu Xi thinking at that time?

Probably out of complacency, laughing at her stupidity... Song Le felt chills all over his body, his heart and lungs ached, and he clenched his fingers tightly, enduring the hot eye sockets.

"Luo Qingkong? Are you okay?" A clear and concerned voice suddenly came from above.

She quickly slowed down, raised her head as if nothing had happened, and met the bright eyes of the person who came up, it was Wei Rong.

"I'm fine." She put down her hand without a trace, let go, and at the same time as the stinging pain hit her, she smiled lightly without changing her face.

Wei Rong didn't seem to believe it, so he didn't look away, frowned, took the initiative to take the dry corner of the bath towel and wiped her wet hair lightly, and said: "Then don't be in a daze, think about it after you have something to dry, you have a cold Not good."

Everyone in the film crew was not surprised, at most they were joking, Wei Rong, as the leading actor in the play with Luo Qingkong, especially took care of her.

As Luo Qingkong's hard work was recognized day by day, everyone's affection for her became more and more popular, so everyone liked this couple very much.

When Lu Xi arrived with a cold face, what he encountered was such a dazzling scene——

Why didn't you refuse his indifference and tenderness towards Wei Rong?Why so submissive?

He just left for such a short time, did she change her mind so easily?

At the same time as his eyes were stinging, the pain from the tip of his heart made Lu Xi so angry that his eyes were full of blackness and almost overflowed. He slowed down, walked over quickly with a frosty face, and dragged him out abruptly, regardless of everyone's astonished eyes. .

Neither Song Le nor Wei Rong reacted.

Especially Song Le.

Her wrist hurt from being pulled, but what really made her panic and hurt was the familiar and indifferent back in front of her.

She wanted to resist and escape, but the probing eyes around her made it difficult for her to do anything, she could only let him drag her into a car.

The black body was like a scary black box. Song Le was locked in the car by him, and before he could open the door to escape, the car was locked.

Immediately afterwards, he also got into the car from the other side. The atmosphere in the small car was oppressive and heavy, making Song Le almost unable to breathe.

In the closed and dark car, Lu Xi didn't speak, her eyes were painful and cold, as if she was calming down, after a long time, she raised her hand and wiped her wet hair reluctantly.

Song Le originally pursed his lips, but when his hand touched her, he suddenly pushed it away violently, and his eyes that were raised suddenly were full of resistance and disgust.

Disgust, plain dislike.

Lu Xi's hands froze, his whole body was cold, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words: "You, hate me?"