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

Baking class is in the afternoon.

Song Le got up after taking a nap, still staring in a daze, and walked into the baking room with Shi Zhuo.

When she got the instruction manual, Song Le took a serious look at it. The homework for Valentine's Day was really love chocolates.

Wouldn't she put Shizhuo's name on it as a finishing touch?

Although it may be superfluous.

Song Le pursed her lips and smiled, was spotted by Shi Zhuo, leaned over with great interest, put her arms around her waist without hesitation, and said viscously:

"What is senior sister happy about?"

"I won't tell you." Song Le said.

They are in the corner of the baking room by the window at the moment.

Song Le's black and blue school uniform skirt is out of place here, her waist-length black hair is loosely scattered behind her, and she is cutting a piece of white chocolate in her hand to be melted.

Shi Zhuo was as delicate as a doll, and his green eyes blinked when he heard the words, "Sister, I'm hungry..."

"Wait a minute." After Song Le finished cutting, he immediately entered the next step, without distracting him.

This made Shi Zhuo puff up his cheeks.

Thinking about how to let her look at herself.

So Song Le only listened to this person talking to each other, and the materials at hand were still 'unknown' disappearing, and in the end it was unbearable.

Finally, after Song Le raised his eyebrows and found that another piece of chocolate had disappeared strangely, he couldn't help it anymore.

Feeling angry, she turned her head to face Shang Shizhuo's beautiful and innocent face, who was still worthless, and coaxed:

"Shizhuo. You are good...go sit over there for a while, okay?"

Shi Zhuo felt bad, and communicated with her with bright eyes.

But seeing that Song Le was still unmoved, he had no choice but to sit aside silently with the chocolate.

Ever since the scene in the cafeteria spread quickly throughout the school yesterday, and the news that they were a couple spread like wildfire, the girls who used to dare not look straight in the eye, now couldn't help but peek into that corner.

It was the first time I saw Shi Zhuo's deflated expression, but it seemed like he was enjoying it.

It's so sweet that it's heart-beating, even for girls.

The blond hair bathed in the sun is dazzling, and the silver cross on the right ear reflects the soaked luster.

Shi Zhuo was leaning on the side chair with crossed legs, leaning sideways, while chewing chocolate, while entwining sad eyes around Song Le who didn't notice her at all.

"Sister..."

"Sister..."

"Sister."

"Huh?" Song Lezheng carefully poured the hot chocolate into the mould, and replied casually.

Even though Shi Zhuodang pursed his lips, he silently took a piece of chocolate and left without opening his mouth.

Obviously a little emotion came up.

After Song Le finished, he turned to look at him, only to find it funny, and regardless of the cocoa powder on his hands, he stretched out his hand to poke his swollen cheek.

In the end, he was bitten by him, and he licked it thoroughly.

While being blinked by the slightly raised green eyes, the heartstrings were suddenly tugged at.

Song Le: "..."

In the end, she shook her head blushing in embarrassment, withdrew her hand, wiped it off with a new handkerchief, and commented in a low voice, "Childish."

Unexpectedly, Shi Zhuo, who got the sweetness, licked his lips, and his eyes were deeply teasing: "The senior sister who was licked to the blushing is the most mature, isn't she?"

"..."

Little bastard!

Song Le decided that what he didn't see was pure heart, and no matter what tone he used to call her, he would not reply.

Concentrating on installing the piping nozzle on the piping bag, Song Le carefully squeezed the word "Shi Zhuo" on the plate in one go.

The process cannot be said to be stress-free, and it cannot be said to be hands-free.

But the results are worth the effort.

Song Le pursed her lips, put down the things in her hand, and admired the rather delicate word Shi Zhuo.

At the same time, Shi Zhuo, who had been left aside for a long time, pouting extremely unwillingly, saw her satisfied side face, couldn't help being curious, got up and walked over, and naturally embraced her neck from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder Come on, look at the table.