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

blush……?

Song Le suddenly recalled what happened just now, and couldn't help but turn redder, and said uncomfortably: "Really, it may be suppressed by sleep."

"How could it be? Isn't it a red mark when you press it while sleeping? You are obviously blushing."

Su Linrui smiled ambiguously: "Oh, it must be some strange dream, right?"

Song Le: "..."

Decisively and calmly said: "No, you think too much."

"I do not believe."

Su Linrui is cheerful at first, and it's quite normal to occasionally talk about driving after getting acquainted.

At this time, hearing her serious denial, she even smiled ambiguously: "It's okay, we are all acquaintances, and I won't say anything."

Song Le: "Really not, you really think too much."

"yes."

Seeing her denying it so earnestly, Su Linrui spread her hands and had no choice but to let go of the topic, winking again and saying:

"Hey, but let me tell you, Sister Lele, it's time for you to find a boyfriend. You don't come every time you have a social relationship, and you don't see who you date with. You are so pure-hearted..."

"Not good." Su Linrui shook her head and smiled.

Song Le pursed her lips, and was speechless for a while.

There are a lot of misunderstandings in these words——

Boyfriend... She, she does have one, but unfortunately it's not human.

Fellowship is not to go.Not to mention communication.A certain one that is entangled to a certain extent hardly leaves her extra time to get along with others.

And... asceticism, this is really, the biggest fallacy.

Being pressed every day to be harmonious in various postures, the backache is too late, how could it be 'not good'.

But can't say.

What a day.

So Song Le had no choice but to be sloppy and said: "Well, let's go with fate... There is no way to force love or something."

"Yes." Su Linrui agreed.

After she left, Song Le completely relaxed, closed the door tightly, and locked it.

He whispered under the table: "Okay, there is no one else."

Wei Chuan changed back after hearing the words, and said, "Okay, I have also chosen the movie we are going to watch."

"what?"

"Just now." Wei Chuan blinked, shining brightly.

After Song Le was stunned, the image of it pointing back and forth on the tablet with its claws unconsciously appeared in his mind.

I was cute again.

"However, Song Le, have you never had any strange dreams?" Wei Chuan suddenly approached her again, blinking curiously and asking.

Song Le reacted, and his face darkened instantly: "Nonsense."

"But I did about you..."

"Okay, you can shut up now." With a flushed face, Song Le suddenly covered him.

"Mmmm."

……

In the evening, cinema.

When Song Le collected the tickets, he realized that Wei Chuan had chosen a documentary, and the attendance rate was extremely low.

The reservation was for the evening show, and there were even fewer people. The narration from the beginning to the end was almost without ups and downs. Song Le was so sleepy that he almost passed out.

He tried his best to stare and warned: "I must choose next time." After that, he fell into a complete coma and passed out.

Wei Chuan looked at her and smiled brightly.

When she woke up, she was already on the bed at home. Wei Chuan came out wearing a bathrobe. Seeing that she was awake, he said softly, "Go and wash."

Song Le yawned, drowsily going to bed after taking a shower, but Wei Chuan hugged her waist, rubbed her softly and said, "Song Le."

"Ok?"

Wei Chuan stopped talking, picked her up and pressed her on the bed. The silver-haired and green-eyed boy was covered with a quilt and his bathrobe was loose, revealing his strong and fair chest. He looked at her with clear and shy eyes, like a little angel.

Song Le was completely sleepy at this moment, and then saw him blinking, leaning over and kissing her shyly.

"The moon is full today." After the lingering kiss, Wei Chuan blushed and muttered shyly.

Song Le forgot about this episode, her blushing face froze for a moment, and her peach blossom eyes were full of tears.

When the moon is full, Wei Chuan will be more obsessive than usual, more tossing people in bed, more scary.

"You, Wei Chuan, please restrain yourself, can you..."

Being too close, the scorching breath hit her neck, and meeting Wei Chuan's penetrating and curled eyes, Song Lexin suddenly sped up, looking away uncomfortably and stumbled.

"I'll try my best." Wei Chuan's exquisite brows were full of tension, no matter how many times he felt his heart beating extremely fast at this time, he said in a low trembling voice, and then gently bent down.

……

……

I like you the most.

I have always loved you the most.