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

The 13-year-old boy completely lost his pomp and airs, only his eyes were full of seriousness, his lips were slightly pursed, and he said solemnly, "Le'er, grow up quickly."

He will marry her when he grows up.

On the other side, it wasn't until the soft touch on the forehead left that Song Le finally regained his senses and widened his eyes.

This caught off guard so much that she didn't even hear Lu Zhizhi's next words clearly.

Blinking in shock, Song Le was momentarily at a loss for words when he saw Shang Lu Zhizhi's handsome eyes.

She suddenly thought: What if Lu Zhizhi moved her true thoughts, what should she do?

He bowed his head in a daze for a while, and let him continue to lead her forward.

However, after thinking about it, after completing the task and leaving this plane, no matter how the original owner chooses, it will not be her business anymore. Song Le frowned again, slowly letting go.

The left and right eyes... the most important thing is to complete the task and overcome jealousy.

So Song Le repented silently in his heart: Lu Zhizhi, I'm sorry.

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The next day.

After Song Le entered the palace, he retreated from the palace attendants and followed his memory to Lu Xingfu's small courtyard.

Holding a small dark green bundle in his hand, Song Le knocked on the door.

As usual, it took a long time to knock, until finally both of them got bored, and Lu Xingfu opened the door with a displeased expression on his face.

After Song Le met him, the sore hands that had been knocking on the door disappeared in an instant. She raised a smiling face with crooked eyes, handed out the bag in her hand, and said kindly: "There are medicines and roast chicken in here. you."

"No need." He said coldly.

"Don't worry, your wound will leave a scar if you don't treat it, and the roast chicken is very fragrant, very fragrant, do you smell it?"

Lu Xingfu met her bright eyes, He Ming showed a look of anticipation, his eyes were slightly annoyed, and he pursed his lips.

Finally let her in.

Song Le put the small bundle on the only broken stool in the house, spread it out carefully, and took out the delicious roast chicken wrapped up first for him.

The golden roast chicken is warm and fragrant.

Lu Xingfu frowned, his expression became more indifferent than usual.

But Song Le tilted his head, and suddenly smiled happily: "You obviously want to eat, don't you?"

"..."

"Eat it if you want it, I'll give it to you if I bring it to you." Song Le obediently put the roast chicken in front of him again.

"..."

In the end, Song Le watched Lu Xingfu gobble it up contentedly.

The little man was tired from standing, he hesitated for a while or slowly squatted down, resting his chin on his soft hands, looking at him with a smile.

Occasionally said: "It's okay, you eat slowly."

Lu Xingfu was indeed very hungry, he couldn't remember how many days he hadn't had a good meal.

It seems that his existence is gradually being forgotten by everyone, and he can only be trapped in the dark, despicably jealous of everyone.

……

After eating, Song Le took out the medicines one by one, told him how to use them, then focused on watching him not very proficient, and frowned.

Seeing him gnashing his eyes and gnashing his teeth because of the pain from the prick, Song Le couldn't help but stepped forward, and gently slapped him with his hand from a distance.

The cool breeze brought out relieved the stinging pain. Lu Xingfu opened his eyes and stared at the innocent little girl in front of him.

After a while, he said in a low voice: "I advise you, stay away from me."

Song Le's fanning hand stopped: "Why?"

Then without waiting for his answer, he softly said: "Because you are a disaster star?"

"you."

"It's okay, I don't mind."

The anger that was directly pointed out was blocked by the little girl's wide-eyed smile. The little pear dimples when she smiled really seemed to make people feel the urge to poke.

Lu Xingfu gradually closed his eyes, his eyes were bottomless, and he slowly let go of his clenched hands.