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

Song Le was slightly stunned, his jaw was pinched, but his heart was beating wildly uneasily.

"Nothing..."

"Nothing?" Lu Zhizhi narrowed his amber eyes slightly and asked repeatedly.

Song Le could only bite the bullet and lie: "Well, I didn't do anything, eh."

Before she could finish speaking, the force of her jaw tightened, forcing her to look up.

Song Le was in pain and hissed lightly.

Lu Zhizhi still loved her. Seeing her frowning, although there was a flash of disappointment and anger of being deceived in her eyes, she subconsciously relaxed a little.

But many cold questions came to her head: "Nothing, how could the palace servants who were sent say that they saw you sticking together to practice calligraphy?"

Song Le was taken aback for a moment, was actually seen?

She couldn't deny it, and was thinking about how to answer, but she heard Lu Zhizhi ask angrily, "Who is it, who are you with?"

"Well, that's true." Song Le's eyes were clear and clear, and he met his eyes without any avoidance.

In the big closed study room, there were only the two of them. Song Le had never seen the angry Lu Zhizhi, so he was so at a loss that he didn't notice the looming aura at all.

"Is there any?" After hearing the palace man's description, Lu Zhizhi knew who it was, but it happened to be that person.

Song Le pursed her lips, hesitated for a while before whispering, "Brother Zhizhi."

"……why?"

But when the palace man said that she was being held by that man to practice calligraphy, the thought of her being coaxed and induced in a place where he could not see...

"You want to study, I don't want to bother you. Besides, I want to play with him."

"Yes..." Song Le couldn't deny it either.

"Why?" Lu Zhizhi couldn't explain the complicated feeling clearly.

"I don't know who he is. My mother asked me to copy books every day. When I was tired of copying, I walked around. Then I saw him. He said he wanted to try it too, so I took it to him. There was no post. Together, he was just teaching me to write..."

Lu Zhizhi didn't get her consent, and when he heard this, he frowned and said in a deep voice: "I said, if you see someone who looks like me, no matter who he is or what he does, you will be happy with me, Leer." You must stay away from him."

Song Le waited for him to put down his hand, raised his hand involuntarily, rubbed his chin, and muttered:

"Really?"

Song Le bit her lip.

At this point, the anger was completely gone, but Lu Zhizhi was still displeased, and ordered in a deep voice: "Don't go to him in the future, let alone anyone else, if you're tired, come to the study to find me."

"Understand?"

"...I don't know who he is." Song Le gritted his teeth for the last time, looked away and whispered.

Lu Zhizhi looked at her innocent and aggrieved appearance in front of him, and after hearing such an explanation, his heart gradually softened and his anger faded away.

Lu Zhizhi was soft and not hard, and when he heard her soft tone, he couldn't help but slow down, and finally had no choice but to say: "He is a disaster star, it is not good luck, Le'er will meet bad luck if he is with him. things."

Having said this, Song Le didn't know how to resist, so he bowed his head and remained silent.

Then he was hugged by Lu Zhizhi and coaxed by him: "Le'er, be good, ignore him, okay?"

Even though he was 11 years old, he was still as small as a child of seven or eight years old, and could easily be held in his arms. Lu Zhizhi wrapped her around him.

Seeing that she didn't speak, she just pursed her lips, lowered her head, and couldn't help but lift her chin with her hand, kissed her on the cheek and said, "Le'er is obedient, I will try to accompany you as much as possible in the future."