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

Blinking: "Xia Xuan, may I..."

"No." Xia Xuan got up, walked straight to the door, and refused coldly without looking back.

[My fluffy hair is still on the sofa, what can I do. 】

"..." Song Le choked.

She just wanted to share an umbrella.

Big brother, where did you go!

"But I don't have an umbrella, can we share..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Le realized that this would not work either.

Xia Xuan's severe obsession with cleanliness probably wouldn't allow her to share an umbrella with him.

She wanted to hear what he was thinking, but Xia Xuan was beyond her expectation, she didn't think about anything, she just tilted her head and looked at her quietly.

Then silently refused, and continued to walk towards the door.

just know...

Song Le was heartbroken.

She had to look at the pouring rain outside, she hesitated to find a coffee shop, put her schoolbag on her head, and ran out.

The school will be closed soon, if she doesn't run out in the rain and just waits for the rain to stop, she might be locked up in the school.

Moreover, after waiting for such a long time, Song Le didn't know when the rain would stop, so Song Le would not do such a stupid thing.

There were puddles under her feet, her shoes were soaked, and so was her hair. The cold rain flowed down the hand holding her schoolbag into her sleeves, making her shiver.

Amid the sound of rain and noise, Song Le seemed to hear someone calling her.

But in this situation, Song Le couldn't look back, so Song Le had no choice but to keep running.

As a result, after a few seconds, someone ran to her side, panting.

At the same time, a big umbrella was placed over her head.

Song Le was surprised, it was a boy in the same class, handsome and clean.

"I... I'll take you home, Song Le." The boy blushed and said shyly.

Song Le was a little stunned upon hearing this, surprised and embarrassed: "Ah? Is it possible? It's not convenient—"

It's better to borrow some money and ask her to call a taxi.

Thinking of this, Song Le made up his mind. Just as he was about to borrow money with the cheek, he heard a cold voice:

"Song Le."

Xia Xuan?

Song Le was really stunned this time.

Turning his head and looking over, he saw him holding a transparent umbrella, looking at her with beautiful eyes like glazed glass.

In the sound of the rain, he couldn't hear his inner voice clearly when he was blocked sometimes, Song Le didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"I send you."

Unlike the messy inner voice, his answer was concise and clear.

……

In the end, he declined the boy with the reason that "my house is very close to his house". Song Le followed him to the door of his house as if in a dream.

When Song Le heard him open the door expressionlessly, she said in a calm tone, a little unsteady:

【What about furry...】

【how to explain. 】

[I can't explain it at all. 】

[Forget what to explain.Explain... So what exactly was the wind just now. 】

It can be said to be very broken.

Song Le stared sympathetically at the big brother's indifferent back.

Boss, stay away.

It's okay, I understand everything.

I must be being nice and pretending I didn't see anything.

but.

the fact is.

Song Le couldn't be blind, but Xia Xuan acted nonchalantly, and calmly put the furry on the sofa, the maid's outfit on the carpet in the living room, cat ears, and anklets all back into the room.

That scene was once embarrassing.

Song Le: "..."

The boss was blocked again.

Fortunately blocked.

Song Le pursed her lips, and stood silently waiting at the porch, feeling complicated.

After all, she was wet all over, so she just went in, and it might cause more irritation and harm to Xia Xuan, who is a serious clean freak.

It's just...how come there are maid outfits?