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

Song Le looked to the side, and it turned out to be Feng Xi.

Fortunately, it was Feng Xi, Song Le only felt the tight strings on his body relax instantly.

He probably took advantage of the chaos just now to escape to see if she was okay.

Feng Xi wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand, and lightly held her wrist with the other. There was a trace of helplessness and reassurance in her usually indifferent blood red eyes.

The pleasant voice was no longer as cold as it was just now, and some inexplicable concerns about gain and loss even said: "Master, I'll wait, there is something important to do, do you want to go with me?"

Song Le was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "Naturally."

"Okay." Feng Xi seemed to be pleased by her attitude that should be taken for granted, he bent his eyes, and regardless of how she would react, his bright red lips pursed and imprinted on her defenseless lips.

That soft and plump touch made Song Le tense up almost every time he bumped into it.

Fortunately, sealing the seal this time was just a taste of it, and there was no follow-up. The tip of her warm tongue scratched the seam of her lips, itching and trembling, and she just opened her eyes and retreated, letting go.

Every time Song Le was surprised by his unexpected surprise attack, he froze for a moment, then raised his hand to cover his lips, and coughed uncomfortably, then raised his head and accidentally met his eyes.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but I always feel that Feng Xi's bright red pupils are shining like two little stars.

Probably because of the surprise attack, Song Le's face was hot, how can anyone really see stars in their eyes.

"Master, you are blushing." Actually blushing.Feng Xi's voice was low, as if he was suppressing something, but he couldn't suppress the joy.

Song Le's face burned even more, she hesitated a few times at a loss, and she finally said: "You... don't you have something to do, let's go, don't say that there is nothing left."

"...Okay." Feng Xi was silent and nodded.

He squatted down, unfastened her ankle chain that had been buckled for several days, and after throwing it aside, he held her ankle and rubbed it lightly, so that Song Le could only lean on the door frame and purse his lips, A heart beat inexplicably with his rubbing.

"Enough, enough. Feng Xi, can we go?" After a while, Song Le, who couldn't bear it anymore, struggled to withdraw his feet and asked.

"Yes." Feng Xi shook Kong Kong's palm unconsciously, and replied lightly, took warm clothes for her to put on, and then ignored Song Le's huge surprise, and easily hugged her horizontally.

"Let's go."

Song Le's eyes widened, and she grabbed onto the lapel of his clothes. Because she was caught off guard, it seemed that she had used too much force, and it even wrinkled Feng Xi's lapel. She raised her eyes awkwardly, and met Feng Xi's indulgent eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

This change of role status... In the past, the person who was pampered and treated like this should be Feng Xi, why did she become her?

Song Le was a little restless, pursed his lips, held his collar hand resentfully, and said in embarrassment: "No need to do this, Feng Xi, I can go by myself..."

"But there are a lot of dirty things outside, I don't want you to touch them." Feng Xi showed his persistence in this regard.

During the melee just now, a lot of blood splashed on the ground, Feng Xi walked over without looking sideways, and after standing still, he found a clean place before letting her down.

Song Le was wearing white clothes at this time, stepping on the few clean grounds, coupled with her seemingly calm and indifferent expressionless face, she looked inexplicably innocent.

Feng Xi's throat tightened, and then he looked at Xia Yanran in the crowd more vigilantly.

At the same time, the impatient Chu Jiangming also said, "Okay? Then it's time to reveal someone's true colors, right?"