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

Song Le was taken aback by the cold breath before him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to resist his continued approach.

The hand with no sense of direction was held by him, and Feng Xi's soft lips were imprinted on her fingertips. The pity in it seemed to be an illusion. Song Le was puzzled, and changed the subject: "...Ye Ruyuan, how is it?"

Feng Xi was cold and concise: "Dead."

"..." It sounded like he was in a particularly bad mood, because she couldn't see it?

Song Le slowed down, and when she was about to speak, she was suddenly pushed down on the soft couch, Feng Xi, who was still holding her hand just now, was now gently pressing her wrist, with the tip of her nose against hers, Song Le opened her eyes wide , but he couldn't see anything in front of him, it was dark, and he didn't even know what his expression was at the moment.

"...Can you see me?" Feng Xi asked in a low voice.

Feng Xi's temperature was cool, but Song Le's wrist was inexplicably hot. She pursed her lips, turned her head, and said nervously, "I can't see it yet."

"Then why are you still afraid to look at me?" His tone was almost impolite, but if Song Le could see it now, he would be able to see the tenderness in his bright red eyes.

Duplicitous guy.

"I didn't dare, it's just..." Song Le turned his head to dodge, Feng Xi took advantage of the opportunity to kiss her fair side of the neck, tasted it lightly, his lips and teeth lingered, and his warm breath hit her sensitive small earlobe, Song Le finally couldn't bear it. After struggling, he stretched out his hand intending to push him away.

Feng Xi ignored her insignificant struggle, and laughed a few times, which sounded almost heart-wrenching, and then teasingly asked in his natural voice: "Just what?"

"It's too close." Song Le said with downcast eyes.

This time Feng Xi really smiled, as hearty as a young man's chuckle, upon hearing this, Song Le felt as if he had been in another world.

One can't see his flirtatious face which is different from the innocent one in the past, but just by listening to his sweet and clear voice, one will feel that Feng Xi is still the naive and stubborn child back then.

Although it was through time travel, Feng Xi really came to her side, got along with her ignorantly for a long time, grew up step by step, Song Le was in a trance, and with the memories of the past, a fishy sweetness He was caught off guard again and rushed to his throat.

Frowning suddenly, Song Le only had time to cover it, and coughed violently, finally recovering, without looking, he could tell from the rusty smell that it was blood from the palm of his hand.

Song Le was stunned for a moment, then slowly calmed down, and asked, "Can you step aside and let me wipe it off?"

"...Master, what's wrong with you?" The atmosphere became stagnant again, Feng Xi didn't move away, and asked in a panic.

Once he can deceive himself and say it was an accident, what should he do twice?

But what can she do.The primordial spirit has been backlashed.

Song Le forced himself to endure the severe pain in his abdomen, pretended to be calm, frowned, and said in a not so good tone, "How do I know, get out of the way."

But Feng Xi didn't let her get off the bed in the end, he brought hot water himself, wiped her clean carefully, and wiped her face meticulously, which made Song Le very uncomfortable.

However, I couldn't see anything, so I could only let him take care of it by default.

……

After losing her sight, Song Le felt that Feng Xi didn't think of her as a blind person, but as a cripple who couldn't take care of herself. He opened his mouth when he was eating, stretched out his hand when he was wearing clothes, and even when he went out, he would hug her cautiously and nervously. Dayton is a tonic for eyesight.

Song Le didn't point out, but she knew better than anyone what the growing weakness inside meant.