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

I always feel... colder.

Song Le frowned slightly and glanced at the door. Could it be that it was so cold because he was sitting near the door?

She watched the boy take out his mobile phone to write down the number, and just as he was about to report, the screen of his mobile phone suddenly went black.

After that, it couldn't be opened again, which was extremely weird.

"I'm sorry, I, I don't know what's wrong with it." The boy was embarrassed, but he still didn't give up: "It's okay, Song Le, please report, I will write it down."

Song Le was startled, nodded, and reported a series of numbers.

Then I heard Su Linrui complaining: "Why is it so cold all of a sudden, I'm freezing to death... I haven't brought my coat yet."

Others feel the same way.

Song Le doesn't think it's an illusion now, and his heart shudders. Could it be that naive Wei Chuan who made it up?

Thinking of this, when the group walked out of the hot pot restaurant to go to KTV, she made an excuse of having a stomachache and got away first.

The boy wanted to take her home at first, but she also refused.

When Song Le walked outside, there was no coldness just now, but warm wind instead.

Sure enough, there was a ghost... Go back and see how she dealt with him... Song Le gritted his teeth.

Passing the alley and walking towards the bus station, Song Le was caught off guard by a pair of hands when he was about to exit the alley.

It was clear that he hadn't heard any sound behind him just now.

At that moment, Song Le had to admit that he was frightened.

After being pressed against the wall and seeing who it was by the streetlight, she resumed blinking and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he was slightly annoyed: "Why did you appear suddenly, is it scary?"

Wei Chuan's complexion was not good, and the young man was dressed in casual clothes, and he didn't know which famous brand it was.

A circle of streetlight light was drawn on the delicate outline, and the resentment in his eyes became clearer: "Is this what you're talking about?"

"what?"

"You want to be with someone else?"

"I didn't, I just helped my colleagues to make ends meet." Song Le was innocent.

"You smile at him."

"...that's polite."

"Someone asks you to think about it, you agree."

"...that's polite."

"You also agreed to give him his phone number!"

"...That, that's also polite."

It really was this guy.

Moreover, what are you doing for a fellowship? Is it really just for dinner?Don't give the number...it's not good...

Song Le felt that this was right in his heart, but he didn't know what to say when he met Shang Weichuan's aggrieved and accusing eyes, he choked for a while, and was trapped by him between the wall and himself, looking up at him.

"I forbid you to be so polite to others!"

"Why?" Song Le's face did not change, but his heart skipped a beat.

"Because I will be uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable?"

Wei Chuan hummed, and said in a low voice, "Song Le, I like you, not because of mana, but because of me. Why do you say I don't understand?"

"And... I don't understand, you can teach me."

Wei Chuan pursed his lips tightly after speaking, and suddenly raised his eyes, which looked at her persistently and innocently.

Seeing Song Le couldn't recover for a while, but after realizing it, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

"So, it's not because of replenishing mana? Just because you like me?"

"Well, it's just because I like you so much." Wei Chuan nodded, blinking his long eyelashes, "I only like you."

Song Le stared at his clear eyes for a long time, and repeated these two sentences in his mind for a while, and finally showed a happy smile unconsciously, and said: "Is that so..."

"Well, then I won't be so 'polite' to others in the future." She looked at Wei Chuan who nodded seriously, and said freely, she took the initiative to hug him on tiptoe, closed her eyes and pressed her bitten lips against him.