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

The soft force falling from the top of his head made Ye Han couldn't help but smile, his heart was full of shyness.

He wanted to talk to her a lot, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth, his frantic heartbeat seemed to betray all his darkness and desires if he opened his mouth a little.

It took a long time for Ye Han to pluck up the courage to take her hand off.

Holding it with trembling fingertips, as if inadvertently.

When she smiled and was about to withdraw her hand, she clenched it a little harder.

Half of Qingjun's childish face was covered by the moonlight, and he said without blinking: "Song Le, today, you can come, I am... really, really happy, I almost thought that you would not come."

The frank and clear voice and slightly stumbling words made Song Le's heart soften, and he raised his eyebrows in a funny way: "Hey, didn't I tell you to trust me."

When Ye Han heard this, the corners of his beautiful lips rose cautiously.

She was so stupid to be distracted like this.

Holding the slender hand tightly, the hollows of the thumbs fit together, Ye Han blinked his long eyelashes, and with a sweetness of success, he slowly said: "Yes, yes, I believe you."

Xu Shi's tiny voice was heart-pounding, and Song Le lost all sleepiness after doing this.

The previous not knowing what to say also disappeared, and she couldn't help opening the chatter box, saying: "There is more...don't hide too many things in your heart."

Although Ye Han is usually cheerful and cute, occasionally seeing him distracted in silence always makes her feel that there are many secrets hidden in his heart.

She didn't want Ye Han to accumulate too many bad emotions in his heart.

She hoped that he would be happy every day, as he presented to her.

"I didn't." Ye Han was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said with a guilty conscience.

"Okay, just pretend you don't have one." Song Le said accommodatingly, taking care of his child's self-esteem.

Then the two talked about the interesting things that happened to each other during the months of separation.

Of course, Song Le was mostly talking.

……

"You don't even know that Su Mushi was so young, but he was so powerful. I was shocked."

"……Um."

"However, when this person faces Jingjing, it's as if his IQ is offline, that is, uh, he suddenly becomes stupid, and he bumps his head while walking, which is so funny." Song Le said with a smile.

He didn't know that after Ye Han heard it, the warmth he felt just now cooled down bit by bit.

"Is it."

"That's right...one more time, eh, Ye Han?" Song Le said in surprise when he was suddenly approached and hugged tightly.

"I'm a little sleepy, don't talk about it." Ye Han hugged her neck recklessly, and buried his head in the hollow of her neck.

The voice was a little sleepy, but Song Le couldn't see it. His eyes were extremely clear, and they were no longer clear, and became extremely gloomy.

He likes to talk to her, what she says, even if she repeats a boring sentence over and over again, he likes it to the bottom of his heart.

But at this time, he was extremely disgusted to hear these three unfamiliar words from her mouth.

Originally, that Jingjing was already unbearable, but now there is another person who makes her smile when she mentions it?

"You're sleepy..." Song Le quickly lowered the volume.

Did she get too excited just now? After all, how Su Moshi pretended to be calm and secretly fell in love with Jingjing, except that he and Jingjing didn't find out, the whole world knew about it.

Stupid, and always duplicity, just thinking about it makes me laugh out loud.

...But now, the sleepy Ye Han is obviously more important.

Song Le waited for him to hug him for a while before whispering, "Ye Han?"

no respond.

The sound of shallow and even breathing told her that this guy was already fast asleep, maintaining his hugging position.

She yelled again in astonishment, but what she got was that he hugged her even tighter like a protest, and her warm breath sprinkled on the side of her neck. Song Le stiffened slightly, and couldn't help poking him lightly.