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

"Brother..." She was interrupted softly by An Cheng before the next word 'brother' came out.

There was an irresistible expression in his good-looking eyebrows and eyes: "Call me An Cheng."

Song Le blinked, and had no choice but to change his words: "Okay, An...Cheng."

In the past, I used to call him by his name directly in my heart, but now it was the first time that I called him out directly.

"Yeah." After getting the title he wanted, An Cheng's expression softened again, causing Song Le to shut up and groan—hmph, scary.

Even if there is no coercive threat, but such a straightforward expression of intentions, it still can't change his tough nature, okay?

However, after Song Le met his gentle and jade-like eyes at the moment, he couldn't help being moved, and couldn't resist looking away.

"Lele, come and have breakfast." Seeing her appearance, he couldn't help but smile.

Song Le nodded.

Eat without talking, sleep without talking, this is what An Cheng taught her since she was a child, after a quiet breakfast, Song Le is ready to do the same as before: he cooks and she washes the dishes, and there is a clear division of labor.

However, this time, An Cheng gently pulled her back and said, "Go and change your clothes, I'll be ready."

Song Le was stunned, almost suspecting that he heard it wrong: "Are you washing the dishes?"

An Cheng hummed.

"You, don't you hate washing dishes the most?" Song Le was surprised and hesitated.

An Cheng didn't deny it, and said softly, "I seem to have said that I want to chase you."

"..." Song Le really couldn't adapt to this sudden change, and was speechless for a moment.

"Don't be kidding, we have been brothers and sisters for so many years, how is it possible, and what does this have to do with washing dishes..." Song Le whispered.

An Cheng said, "Of course it has something to do with it."

"I like you, and I hate you to do these things." The faint love words came out casually.

Song Le was stunned for a second, and his face was slightly hot: "Don't, don't make trouble, why did you ask me to wash the dishes before? Did you suddenly like me?"

As soon as the words fell, both of them were silent for a while.

Song Le was secretly annoyed and exposed his IQ, while An Cheng raised his eyebrows and found an interesting flaw: "Lele, you don't seem to be unaware of my secret love?"

"..." Nonsense, it's so obvious, she is not Xiaobai and blind.

Song Le was embarrassed, and hurriedly found an excuse to escape and said, "Well, I'm going to change clothes."

"Okay." An Cheng actually let her go, but before going upstairs, he heard his explanation with a smile: "As for the past, it was to train you."

Song Le pretended not to hear.

Going back to the bedroom first, Song Le took back his mobile phone and looked at it casually, only to find that the news had exploded.

Last night, when An Cheng didn't know how to bring her back, Luo Luo probably saw it, and was astonished, adding fuel and embellishment to describe the meal to the other two. Queue for photos.

Minute 99+

It's really a drama with three women, Song Le smiled and raised his forehead.

Deciding to pretend not to see it first, after Song Le went back to her bedroom and changed her clothes, she didn't expect that hardcore face control Shen Luo couldn't help it, and called directly.

Song Le struggled with his head for a moment, and finally picked it up. A finger away from the phone, Shen Luo's uncontrollable excited cry could be heard.

"Lele!"

"...Hmm, huh?" Song Le was worried.

"I want a photo of your brother!! ID photos are also fine!!" Sure enough.

Song Le blinked at a loss, and was in a dilemma when he saw An Cheng go upstairs.

Their room was right across the door, and before he entered his room, he glanced at her, happened to meet her expression, raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"