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

As soon as the words fell, Song Le blinked, and saw a beautiful and clear young man in front of him, with clear eyes, graceful and straight body, and wearing a certain famous brand.

It's really tormented by advertising, but the effect is quite attractive.

A black stand-up collar sweater, slim black trousers, and a pair of long straight legs are all comparable to male models.

With his extraordinarily fair complexion, delicate and innocent facial features, walking on the street, he would be mistaken for a celebrity idol, the kind of pollution-free, pure and innocent.

only……

"Ear, the ear hasn't changed back."

Song Le whispered anxiously, staring at the attractive pair of fox ears.

Only then did Wei Chuan realize it, and hastily pressed down with both hands. After finally pressing down, Song Le finally breathed a sigh of relief, and led him to continue downstairs with confidence.

Wei Chuan is not used to walking in human form, especially when going down stairs.

Holding on to the armrest, he frowned in distress, looked at the slender figure in front of him, and whispered, "Benefactor."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she called out, she corrected her and said, "Song Le, call me Song Le."

Looking over with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes, with earnest request in his eyes, he froze for a moment, nodded in a daze, and obediently changed his words: "Song Le."

"En." Satisfied nodded.

"Take me."

"Ah?" Song Le was taken aback.

Seeing the hand he stretched out, I realized that he really wanted to hold it.

Without much hesitation, Song Le took that beautiful hand, the temperature in the palm of her hand was very warm, and her skin was rare and delicate.

Behind him, Wei Chuan pursed his lips, his bright red lips lined with a gradually rising blush, his eyebrows were curved, innocent and cute.

It's a pity that those who don't understand the style don't see it at all.

Walking to the staff restaurant, Song Le found a seat and asked him to sit down.

It was meal time, and there was a lot of voices.

But Wei Chuan was so eye-catching, he attracted countless eyes as soon as he sat down.

He waited unknowingly, only staring closely at Song Le who was queuing up in the distance, she was looking at her mobile phone again, was it just that fun, that thing.

It’s also the same at home. I only look at that and don’t look at it.

Wei Chuan's eyes fell on her mobile phone, his cheeks puffed up, dissatisfaction and depression gradually spread in his eyes.

This appearance, in the eyes of others, is almost like a boyfriend losing his temper after being left out in the cold.

But following his gaze, the person he saw seemed very familiar.

Song Le bought two meals. This company provides good benefits for employees. Although the food in the employee restaurant is not as delicious as the restaurants outside, it is not far behind.

One by one, Song Le handed him the chopsticks.

Unexpectedly, this guy held it directly, like a child who just learned to hold chopsticks.

Song Le asked: "Will it work?"

Wei Chuan shook his head.

"Well...then I'll get you a spoon." Song Le laughed.

It's kind of weird for a man to eat with a spoon in this situation though.

But fortunately, Wei Chuan frowned after eating two mouthfuls: "It's so unpalatable."

Put down the spoon and stop eating.

He raised his green eyes and watched her eat quietly.

Seeing this, Song Le felt embarrassed to continue, and simply put down his chopsticks.

Thinking of the actions he took to vent his anger on her today, his heart softened, and he smiled and coaxed: "Then let's stop eating and go buy delicious food elsewhere, okay?"

Wei Chuan blinked, tilted his head, a little expectant: "Is it okay?"

Song Le met his surprised eyes, seemed to be encouraged, nodded more and said: "Of course, I will buy you whatever you want."

Hearing this, Wei Chuan was stunned for a moment, then his heart sweetened, why did his benefactor suddenly treat him so kindly and tenderly...I like it so much.