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

Ye Han...

Song Le's mood has been complicated for several days, and he still doesn't know what he thinks.

After searching for a long time on the Internet, I couldn't find a suitable solution. In the end, I had to lock the screen of the phone and put it aside.

Lie on the pillow, pursing your lips.

After a long time, he got up and opened the door. Ye Han was reading something outside.

Sitting silently in the living room, that figure was actually a bit lonely.

Song Le couldn't help but frown——

Where did she get the book from?

He hesitated at the door for a while, but he still didn't intend to twist with himself, and was about to walk over, but Ye Han looked up from the book.

Turning his head, against the light, without blinking, his clean appearance hit Song Le's heart immediately.

...she really likes it.

Song Le's heart and face were complicated.

In the past, I wanted to protect, get close, and treat him well, but after thinking about it carefully, there is still an element of liking in it.

The sudden sight met, making Song Le a little uncomfortable, and said forcefully: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Han was taken aback, then lifted the book up so that the cover appeared in her sight, and said softly: "The recipe. You bought it last time."

That appearance, like a puppy that has been trained, is aggrieved and dare not speak loudly.

Song Le's heart softened immediately.

If she can pretend to be like this, then she will fall if she falls.

It's just that self-esteem is causing trouble, and it's still hard to let go of the coercion before, Song Le said coldly.

Walking over and sitting down beside him at a distance, Song Le turned his eyes to the book in his hand.

…The fingers holding the book are also pretty, long and fair, with well-defined joints.

The cover of the book was a bit familiar. After Song Le read it carefully several times, he suddenly remembered that it was really the last time——Ye Han bought it when he was cooking for her for the first time.

She picked it.

Because she didn't quite believe that Ye Han would cook something to her liking, she took a few cookbooks with her favorite dishes in them.

It was originally used as a joke, but I didn't expect him to watch it seriously here?

Song Le couldn't tell what was in his heart for a while.

She could feel that she was a very important existence in Ye Han's heart.

Or she is a little more narcissistic, as if she is so important that she worries about gains and losses.

"..." Song Le was silent, took the recipe away from his hand, raised his eyes and said with a straight expression: "Talk about it?"

Hearing this, Ye Han's expression paused slightly, and his lowered eyes seemed a little disturbed, which made Song Le wish to ruffle his soft hair so that he would stop thinking about it.

"Do you really like me?" Song Le's voice was calm, her eyes fixed on him.

Ye Han obviously didn't expect to encounter such a problem, so he pursed his lips suddenly, losing all blood.

"You don't have to believe me in anything, why do you doubt me." Finally asked in a low voice.

Song Le suddenly couldn't say anything cruel or hurtful, and could only say: "I like people, should it be like this?...Aren't you afraid that after you do that, I will hate you, dislike you, and disgust you?"

Either one is worse than hate.

She obviously didn't want to, but after using three hurtful words in a row, Song Le pursed her lips, watching him clenched his hands, feeling uncomfortable.

But she still wanted to continue to like Ye Han, and Ye Han's current sensitive and fragile state of mind was not the time to get angry.

Just like a puppy who has just adopted it and is still unfamiliar and scared, if it does something wrong, it can't shut the door angrily, making it even more overwhelmed and panicked.

Song Le unconsciously associated the two together, and couldn't help laughing at the same time.