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

There are two private rooms, one for him and her, and the other for Lu Zhizhi's plainclothes guards and A Bao.

Song Le watched A Bao go to the other room with the tall and silent man tremblingly, pursed his lips, and then sat down in the same trembling manner.

The private room is small and antique, with a long seat, several bunches of slender vases, and a small square table with a chessboard in front of it.

Lu Zhizhi glanced at the chessboard and saw that there was still a lot of noise underneath. Not long before the start, he asked warmly, "Le'er, do you want to play chess?"

"will not."

Although Lu Zhizhi taught her a good lesson last time, but rotten wood can't be carved, she died before leaving the teacher.

Lu Zhizhi smiled when he heard the words, and was finally able to be alone with her, so he stopped suppressing, rubbed her head, bent his eyes and said:

"I don't seem to have asked on weekdays, what do you like to do, Leer?"

"Like..." Song Le didn't expect him to ask this, and quickly recalled the original owner's preferences.

But what I can recall is only the words from the original owner's mother.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "I like piano, reading, embroidery..."

"Study?" Lu Zhizhi looked at her with a faint smile, "How do I remember the last time you accompanied me to study until you dozed off?"

Song Le: "..."

"Tell me, what do you really like?" Lu Zhizhi's gentle voice was like soaked in candied fruit, and it was sweet to the tips of his ears.

"Really like it?" Song Le hesitated.

She and the original owner's mother's instructions are completely different, is it too rough to say it?

"Correct."

"I like flying kites." Song Le whispered tentatively.

"Okay, in a few days, I'll accompany you to fly a kite." Unexpectedly, Lu Zhizhi responded happily.

"Where's the cricket fight?" Song Le looked at him curiously.

Lu Zhizhi met her surprised little eyes, couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, you teach me."

"Actually, I don't like copying books."

"Then just don't copy it." Lu Zhizhi's amber eyes were full of connivance, and he replied softly one by one, "I won't let you copy later."

Song Le pursed her lips when she heard the words, and withdrew the intimacy just now.Seeing that look made her heart beat a little faster, curled up her fingertips on her knees, and tried to stay awake and asked: "...Brother Zhizhi, why are you still so kind to me?"

When Lu Zhizhi was asked this way, he paused, and said helplessly, "I like you, Le'er."

……

The next morning.

Song Le struggled to wake up from a dream all night.

I can't remember what I dreamed in the dream, Song Le rubbed his aching head.

Finding the 100 taels of silver that he won yesterday and shaking it, Song Le reminded himself again and again that today is another day where he will work hard to take down Lu Xingfu.

As for others—

She doesn't care.

A cheerful and gentle figure suddenly flashed in his mind, Song Le frowned, and silently pushed back.

I don't know the space at all:

Be a good man and frown: "What are you going to do?"

On the settings page, the finger that does all kinds of evil moves nimbly and quickly.

"It's terrifying to blacken jealousy. If you don't set it up like this, your host's brain will only be more affected after returning."

"Set, set up what?" Being a good man was bluffed. He had never seen a plane that was too dangerous, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Detach 50% of your emotions." Do No Evil and Do Evil explained lightly while operating.

Finally successfully set up, exit the interface, cast a glance at him and said: "In other words, let your host become indifferent and selfish, so that you can better complete the task."

Same as his host.