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

Hearing this, Song Le finally understood, quickly blinked his eyes and said softly: "Ge Ge, Ge Ge, Ge Ge..."

It's easy to see the cute little appearance.

An Cheng really showed a faint smile, his arrogance in indifference faded a little, his slender eyelashes blinked, and he let her eat quietly.

Seeing her scooping up the porridge carefully and clumsily, swallowing the porridge with an 'ahhhhhh', Xiao Ancheng's expression became softer, no longer the indifference before.

But thinking of her age, when it was time to go to kindergarten, he felt a little worried.

How could his things go out and get in touch with others?

But what he wants to learn must not be left behind.

With an unspeakably complicated heart and a heavy face like ice, An Cheng absent-mindedly ate the dinner in front of him, thinking of a plan that would satisfy both sides.

There was a rumbling sound outside, the nanny packed up and came out of the kitchen, and said with a loud voice, "Master, it's going to rain soon!"

An Cheng hummed.

The nanny was a little nervous, and wiped the sides of the clothes casually with wet hands, and said, "Young master, my clothes and quilts are still hanging outside, I, I will go back and get some clothes before I come back! Okay?"

An Cheng raised his head.

In the past, she slept in a room with the nanny at night and was taken care of by the nanny.

So what if...she sleeps with him at night?

An Cheng looked at the little guy next to him who was still gulping down the porridge and didn't have to think about anything, and his heart moved.

Indifferently said: "It's okay, Aunt Zhang, you can go back, you don't have to rush back, I can take care of her."

Hearing this, the nanny was a little entangled and couldn't let go. The young master is only a seven or eight-year-old child. What if something happens...

"I'll call anytime if I have something to do." An Cheng restrained his impatience and calmed down.

She thought of the usual relationship between the young master and the young lady, and it seemed that the young master took good care of her.

What's more, if you come here again, seeing the strong wind outside, I'm afraid it will be a heavy rain, and I'm afraid you won't even be able to call a taxi.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she nodded. Finally, she checked all the windows in the villa and closed them. The electricity and fire were also checked one by one. The young master's room also has a bathroom and toilet, so she reluctantly felt relieved leave.

With the sound of closing the door, only he and this guy were left in the villa.

In fact, in the past, the nanny would sometimes leave for something.

At that time, he still regarded her as an annoying mass of air, sitting alone in an empty restaurant, without saying a word, after eating and going back to do his own things.

but now--

Song Le saw that he kept looking at her with his chin up, his indifferent eyes were extraordinarily beautiful, which made Song Le uneasy.

Ever since she learned that An Cheng's nature was such a grudge, she sometimes couldn't face him calmly, even if she was just a child.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Song Yisui scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a small spoon with a smirk, and handed it to him tremblingly, blinking his big ignorant eyes: "... Pigeon, pigeon."

This is, want to feed him?

An Cheng raised his eyebrows, he was not in the habit of sharing tableware with others, so he couldn't help but rubbed her little ears, and said, "Baby eat, I don't want it."

Song Le had expected that he would say that, and after flattening his mouth, he happily withdrew his hand and took a bite of the bag.

After all, An Cheng is a person with extreme cleanliness.

After eating and washing up, Song Le was led by him to learn how to speak for a while, and he became sleepy unconsciously.

Her eyelids were fighting, she climbed on the wooden rail of the crib, looked at him softly and said softly, "Broken, broken..."

An Cheng hummed lightly, walked over, picked up the sleepy little guy who kept yawning, and said, "Okay, baby, let's go to bed."