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

"...One piece at a time?"

"right……"

"...Deep sleep? There won't be any side effects..."

"Try to take as little as possible..."

"..."

"Okay, thank you doctor..."

"You're welcome, don't be too nervous about insomnia..."

Before she came out, Bai Ruoshui hurriedly took a photo secretly, and immediately turned his back, pretending to enter another department.

After predicting that Song Le had left, she slowly turned around.

Sleeping pills?

……

Song Le carried a medicine bottle in his pocket, carried a cake, and bought a big bag of his favorite food.

When she returned, Xia Xuan had already prepared the meals.

This is also learned for her, Xia Xuan, who is almost omnipotent, is no exception in cooking.

It's just that for him who is obsessed with cleanliness, he is willing to do this...

Hope you encounter better ones in the future.Song Le stood at the door, looking at Xia Xuan, who had a handsome face in the warm light and didn't know anything, thought sadly.

"Why did it take so long?" Xia Xuan set the table and chopsticks, and took the things in her hand with a smile.

Song Le hugged him, to prevent him from seeing his depression and guilt, and did not speak.

A meal was a little absent-minded.

After eating, Song Le followed him and brought the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, wanting to help with washing.

But Xia Xuan was gently driven out of the kitchen.

He was wearing gloves, and Xia Xuan, who used to be unremarkable, seemed to be gradually tainted by worldly fireworks because of her.

"You wash it every time, it's not fair, and today is your birthday..." Song Le said in a low voice with distress.

Xia Xuan was reluctant to let her do it, and when she heard her listless voice, she couldn't help being amused and helpless.

What's so unfair about that.

Isn't that what it should be?

But since she wanted to try, Xia Xuan thought for a while and said, "Okay, come here."

Put on gloves for her, lead her to the sink, wrapped her hands, and finished washing the dishes little by little.

Song Le let his hand lead her, staring blankly at those once delicate and pampered hands.

There was a deep cut on the left middle finger.

"What's the matter?"

After a while, Xia Xuan realized that she was asking about the wound, and said calmly, "I was distracted while cutting vegetables."

I wonder why she hasn't come back yet.

"Does it hurt..." Song Le stopped washing, seeing the wound slightly swollen with blisters, as if her breath was sealed, she said with difficulty.

"It doesn't hurt." Seeing how distressed she was, Xia Xuan felt sweet no matter how painful it was, and leaned over to kiss her tender cheek.

……

The cake Song Le bought was very small. She carefully inserted a candle with "18" on it, lit it and said, "Xia Xuan, make a wish quickly."

In the darkness, in the candlelight, his eyes seemed to fall into the stars.

A person who was so indifferent and indifferent before now closed his eyes stupidly and pursed his lips as if making a wish.

It will come true.

Song Le looked at his worry-free expression that he didn't know would be destroyed soon, and sucked his sour nose.

After taking a shower, Song Le sat by the bed and waited.

Waiting and waiting, but began to lose consciousness again.

It wasn't until he hugged her from behind that he suddenly woke up.

"What are you thinking, you're so startled?" Xia Xuan bit the back of her neck and earballs, which were extraordinarily white and tender after bathing.

"No..." The place where he kissed and bitten felt tender, and Song Le's cheeks burned.

She only turned on the warm yellow light beside the bed, and when she was pressed down, Xia Xuan stared at her misty eyes and asked softly, "Are you afraid?"

"No, I'm not afraid." Song Le felt that the buttons of the pajamas were being undone one by one, and she turned her face away and said in a daze.

I only heard a doting voice in my ear: "Don't be afraid, I will be gentle."