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

"waste?"

"Well... I wouldn't like it."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhizhi pressed his lips against his lips in slight annoyance.

"Don't draw conclusions too early."

Song Le saw that he withdrew his hand slightly sullenly, stared blankly, and frowned: "Brother Zhizhi, you were not such a stubborn person before."

"I'm."

But in the memory of the original owner, although Lu Zhizhi loved her a lot before, he never expressed his love so strongly.

On the contrary, it is always through the sudden realization of who she is looking at.

Now, is it because Lu Xingfu made him feel the crisis?

After being relatively silent for a long time, Lu Zhizhi finally backed down and said, "Okay, I won't let them follow you, but Le'er, you have to be obedient, okay?"

After picking it up at the risk of being reprimanded by the queen mother, he saw her dazed appearance when she just woke up.

Before returning home, Lu Zhizhi forcibly kissed her on the cheek.

She waited for Lu Zhizhi to leave, then ran to the small courtyard, holding a few big and juicy lychees in her hands.

Lu Xingfu stared at those lychees, his heart was full of anger, and his hatred surged again, trying his best to keep his face cold: "I don't want to eat it."

But it doesn't matter, she doesn't seem to care much anymore—

Song Le is free from the restraints of the palace servants, and can move around at will.

Unfortunately, helplessness is only a moment.

Song Le was inexplicably distressed because of the helplessness just now, and just smiled without answering.

Since he was a child, he listened to the national teacher's prophecy about his fate.

Until noon that day, she suddenly became sleepy, and fell asleep so deeply on the table, with cherry red smiling lips, breathing silently in small mouthfuls.

Especially cute.

Those black eyes were deep, but when he looked again, they seemed to be empty, and he was at a loss to discern.

He won't let this person go.

Then, hearing her call him with a smile and curved eyes, my heart just fell into it.

Song Le was puzzled, but had no intention of probing what Lu Zhizhi was thinking, weighed for a moment, and nodded in order to leave as soon as possible.

……

A gust of wind blew in, and his heart, which had always been calm and steady, jumped suddenly, as if something drove him to pick that Xifu crabapple, and wanted to give it to her when she woke up.

It happened that I saw Lu Xingfu sitting at the stone table in the middle of the yard, distracted.

It is true that Bingxue is smart, but he is always a pet, not a love, separated by a sparse distance.

The national teacher said that he was destined to be with the prime minister's daughter, so he brought the little girl into the palace early to find out.

And Lu Zhizhi sat alone at the desk after she left, lost in thought.

Song Le didn't struggle hard, because he looked at Shang Lu Zhizhi, and knew that he was irresistible.

Whether Lu Zhizhi is persistent or forceful, she just needs to complete what needs to be done.

As for Lu Xingfu.Lu Zhizhi's eyes sank.

She ran over and spread the lychee in front of him, then put her knees on the stone bench, rested her chin on her hands, looked at him with bright eyes, and said: "It's a lychee, very sweet, I'll eat it for you."

"……it is good."

There should have been ripples in my heart, but now it was empty.

"What's that?" He glanced indifferently at the lychee she was holding, with doubts in his bright eyes.

"The lie is a puppy, it clearly looks like it wants to eat." Song Le didn't believe it.

"I didn't." Lu Xingfu looked as if he was being talked about, with embarrassment and slight annoyance floating in his icy eyes.

This kind of Lu Xingfu is a little more childish.

Seeing that Song Le was smiling, she peeled one for him, held the lychee stem and handed it to him, saying: "Then I implore you to taste it, okay?"

The girl's voice was sweet and soft, Lu Xingfu was slightly taken aback when he heard it, and his eyes fell on her white and tender fingers unconsciously.