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

Xia Xuan couldn't put it down and kissed her on the forehead. There were stars in her beautiful eyes. He smiled and said, "Are you so guilty?"

so gentle...

Song Le didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, so she could only purse her lips and nodded slightly.

"Be good, don't feel guilty, and don't be unhappy, it doesn't matter."

Her dejected look like a small animal made Xia Xuan's teasing touch her lips, and changed to a soft comfort.

Song Le buried her head lower and lower, almost unable to bear the goodness.

Thinking that his wholeheartedness would be trampled and ruined by her in the future, Song Le didn't know what to do.

He could only bite the bullet and say, "Xia Xuan, don't be so nice to me."

Hearing this, the smile in Xia Xuan's eyes narrowed, and she said, "Can I stop saying such things in the future?"

Every time he heard a sentence, the uneasiness in his heart expanded uncontrollably.

"I..." That sentence, Song Le almost subconsciously, she is not worthy of Xia Xuan's wholeheartedness, nor is she worthy of Xia Xuan's kindness to her.

How good Xia Xuan treats her now is how much she will hate her in the future.

However, Xia Xuan was full of expectations for their future, expectations that she couldn't bear to break.

……

Snowing.

Song Le was wrapped tightly, almost like a small ball, wearing a little white fox hat, and was led by Xia Xuan to the quiet street.

Huge and crystal clear snowflakes fell one after another, Song Le looked up and saw that it was as white as ever.

"It's snowing a lot." She said happily, holding Xia Xuan's arm next to her.

Because of her throbbing, Xia Xuan's brows and eyes were also tinged with a smile, and she hummed lightly and warmly.

Then squatted down, turned his back to her, and said softly, "Come up."

"Hey?" Song Le was stunned, blinked, and said with a feeling: "Are you going to carry me?"

"Well, I can't hold the ball." He smiled infinitely only for her.

Song Le was puzzled for a second before realizing it.

The boss is really showing his nature more and more.

She turned the corner and said she was a ball!

Song Qiuqiu puffed up his cheeks, carefully climbed up his back, and took a chance to bite his earlobe.

Xia Xuan who was bitten trembled, then bent her eyes and said: "Bad guy."

Song Le hugged his neck, rubbed against him, and said softly: "No, you should say... bad ball, hahaha."

The girl's melodious and wind-chime-like laughter came, and Xia Xuan felt her heart melt into a puddle of spring water.

It seems that whatever she wants, he will give her now without blinking an eye and doing his best.

It's crazy.

However, such happiness has never been seen before.

He had never experienced such unreservedness.

It's all her, it's all hers.

Xia Xuan carried her steadily on her back, and walked step by step from the corner to the end of the street, and then back to the corner of the street, before she was willing to put her down.

Song Le looked at his black hair wet by the snow with distress, tiptoed, raised her hand and tried to brush it off, then asked a little accusingly: "Hey, why don't you wear a hat?"

Xia Xuan's eyes as clear as glazed glass just looked at her for a moment, then turned her gaze to the long string of footprints, and said with a smile: "In this way, we can walk to the end of life."

Hearing this, Song Le was a little astonished, and said with a smile: "You are not childish."

"Not childish." Xia Xuan said seriously with clear eyes.

"Then why don't you let me take off my hat too?" Song Le said, pulling the fox ears on the hat.

"Stupid, you will be cold." Xia Xuan answered naturally.

Song Le's heart was caught off guard, throbbing a little, and then spreading up, it was more difficult to say what to do.

When they went back, they were still laughing and sweet, but their moods were completely different.

In one sentence, Xia Xuan was right.

This way, only he himself, alone, came to the end.