Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Ling Huang lay on the table and heard Li Yan's words, and also smelled the sweetness of rice cakes.

But he can only bury his head like an ostrich, and he can't explain Li Yan's misunderstanding, so he can only pretend he didn't hear it.

Li Yan's pursuit is immature and passionate.

Three meals a day plus supper concern, morning and evening greetings on WeChat every day, Ling Huang has to run away every time he eats, and doesn't reply when he is greeted.

It wasn't until Friday, when the weather forecast said it would rain in the second week, that Ling Huang wanted to escape at night during self-study, but was caught by Li Yan and dragged to the empty indoor arena of the sports department to stuff him with an ancient cigarette. Small cyan purse.

The purse is embroidered with a fan-shaped fan-shaped flower that gradually changes from white to the top.

This kind of thing really shocked Ling Huang, he looked at it over and over for a long time, and looked at Li Yan in disbelief, "Did you embroider it?"

Li Yan raised his left hand and waved the small and dense needle holes scabbed on his fingertips in front of Ling Huang's eyes, "I learned how to do it by myself after watching the strategy on the Internet."

Judging by the show off on this person's face, maybe he really doesn't know how much the object he made doesn't match his image.

"What's the use of this?" Ling Huang swallowed the ridicule he wanted to utter, and weighed his purse, "Is there something in it?"

"There is a kind of flower that you can never see now, because the flowering period is over. But I still got this kind of flower, just a few, and I want to give it to you." Li Yan pointed to the purse excitedly, "Open it and have a look." Bar."

Untying the string with tassels hanging from the mouth of the purse, Ling Huang saw that the flowers hidden inside were the same as those embroidered on the purse.

He also smelled the faint warm fragrance familiar from his vague memories, and the purse became precious in Ling Huang's heart with the release of the fragrance.

Twist out one with your fingers, real flowers are much more beautiful than embroidered ones, Li Yan did not embroider the beauty of this flower like haze and veil, but look at the fingers of Li Yan's left hand in a blink of an eye, Ling Huang However, she felt that Li Yan still embroidered the essence of the outline of the flower, and the corolla with well-defined roots was actually very pretty.

"This is called Albizia Julibrissin." Li Yan said as he leaned closer and put his hands on Ling Huang's shoulders, "I think it is very similar to you, both are fluffy and delicate."

Ling Huang turned his head and put on a black question mark face to Li Yan: (O_o)???

"My mother didn't sleep very well. For a while, she made a lot of dried flowers of Albizia julibrissin and put them all over the house. The smell is not pungent, but it smells good. The key is that after smelling it for a long time, it seems to be a little soothing. The effect of sleep." After Li Yan explained, he rubbed his fingers on the corners of Ling Huang's eyes, "Did you not sleep well after staying in the dormitory? You can always see you in class with dark circles."

Ling Huang was hugged and touched in a daze for a long time before he remembered to dodge, but turned his face away slightly, but it elicited a joyful look in Li Yan's eyes and a slightly shy giggle.

[Target: Li Yan, goodwill +1, current goodwill: 8. 】

[…] Ling Huang pinched his wallet, feeling a faint sense of solemnity as if he was pinching a person full of sincerity.

The sound of thunder outside the arena followed by the sound of pouring rain made Ling Huang suddenly wake up from the ignorant situation where he didn't know what to say for a long time.

"Want to go out in the rain?" Ling Huang sent out an invitation sincerely, "The back playground is right next to it, so let's go for a walk or hold hands."

"..." Li Yan's expression became complicated, and he couldn't tell whether it was confusion or joy.

"Go?" Ling Huang was afraid that the rainstorm would come and go faster, and the rain mission had to be pushed forward today.

Li Yan's eyes are filled with uncertainty and apprehension.

After all, this person has been hanging out with him for almost ten days, and suddenly he said that he would go for a romantic thing like walking around the playground hand in hand in the rain. There are only two possibilities.

One is to agree to communicate.

One is to talk about it kindly and refuse it completely.