The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing Feng Xihui's words, Rong Ling did not hesitate, and handed Xia Zhi, who was still crying, into her hands.

Feng Xihui touched the child's forehead, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Sure enough, I had a low-grade fever.

It's just that Rong Ling is staring at her now, of course it's inconvenient for her to use spiritual power to treat her directly, but she whispered to her: "Please bring me a basin of warm water and a towel."

"Okay." Rong Ling nodded, forgetting to direct X to do it, and turned around to pour water by himself.

After a while, when she came back with a water basin, Feng Xihui had already put Xia Zhi on the crib.

Rong Ling hurriedly handed the things to her.

Feng Xihui soaked the towel in warm water, then wrung out the towel, took off Xia Zhi's coat, and wiped the baby's tender skin bit by bit.

She moves delicately, very gently.

Rong Ling was watching from the side, but of course she couldn't see the spiritual power quietly displayed by Feng Xihui.

Gradually, Xia Zhi's crying gradually stopped, but he closed his eyes as if falling asleep, clenched his small hands into fists, and let out a soft moan from time to time in his sleep.

"Is she alright?" Rong Ling asked in a low voice for fear of waking the child.

She didn't realize that her long hair was disheveled, her eyes and nose were red, and she seemed to be the one who needed to be taken care of.

Feng Xihui pressed down the corners of her lips that had inadvertently turned up, and said in a low voice, "The fever has gone away."

Rong Ling was dubious, and reached out to touch Xia Zhi's forehead. After confirming that it was not as hot as before, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

Feng Xihui lowered his eyes: "There is no need to thank you between us."

Rong Ling didn't understand whether she said this because of the relationship between her former master and servant or her current colleague, and she also thought too much about it flawlessly: "Anyway, it's hard work for you, why don't you go to rest first?"

"What about you?" Feng Xihui saw that she had no intention of leaving.

Rong Ling shook his head: "I'm afraid she will have other problems, so I'll wait until midnight first."

When Mingming said this, she was so sleepy that she could hardly keep her eyes open.

Rong Ling was so competent that Feng Xihui was a little surprised, she said: "Go to bed first, I'll just watch over for you."

"That's not good?"

After all, Xia Zhi is his own child now, and Rong Ling is very grateful to Feng Xihui for helping her.

"Don't you think I'm a robot, which will make me tired?" Feng Xihui moved out this set of rhetoric, "And you have to take care of her tomorrow, so you should get enough energy now."

What she said was not unreasonable, and Rong Ling couldn't argue with it.

So she got up lightly, lifted the quilt on the bed and lay down.

The crib was not far from the bed, and it didn't seem good for Feng Xihui to sit on the stool all the time, so Rong Ling left a large area beside him: "Why don't you come and lie down on the bed? "

Facing Shangfeng Xihui's heavy gaze, Rong Ling suddenly remembered the fact that he didn't sleep well the last time the two of them traveled together on Wall Star.

She hurriedly assured her, "Don't worry, if I'm approaching this time, you can wake me up."

Feng Xihui pursed her thin lips, wondering what she was thinking.

Just when Rong Ling thought she was going to reject him, Feng Xihui suddenly stood up and said, "Okay."

She folded her clothes and slept next to Rong Ling. Instead of lying down, she leaned her back against the head of the bed, turned on the floating electronic screen and started reading.

The warm yellow night light at the head of the bed was on, and she was surrounded by the person she was most familiar with in this world. Rong Ling inexplicably felt a lot more at ease. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Xihui was able to read the contents of the book at first, but as time passed, the words in the book were gradually replaced by the breath of the people around him.

Feng Xihui turned her head absently, and saw Rong Ling who seemed to be sleeping in a ball curled up in a corner in order not to disturb her.

With a few centimeters left, she was about to fall off the other side of the bed.

Feng Xihui sighed softly, leaned over, and fished Rong Ling into the middle of the bed through the quilt.

Because of this movement, Rong Ling, who had his back to her, turned around inadvertently.

With her eyes still closed, she snorted uncomfortably as she turned around.

Feng Xihui's hand on Rong Ling's waist suddenly stopped, his eyes seemed to be lit by something.

She saw Rong Ling's fair cheeks with fine fluff under the light, like a full moon.Full of juicy peaches, people can't help but want to take a bite.

Feng Xihui was inexplicably thirsty.

As if bewitched, she bowed down.body, a little closer...

Seeing that their breaths were intertwined, and she was about to taste the sweetness in her imagination, Xia Zhi's voice suddenly came from the crib.

Feng Xihui stopped as if waking up from a dream.

No, taking advantage of others like this is definitely not what she should do.

Her dark brown eyes looked at Rong Ling without blinking, and after a while, Feng Xihui turned over and got out of bed, taking care of Xiao Xia Zhi who woke up in the middle of the night and was playing with her feet.

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Bathed in the sun, Rong Ling woke up refreshed.

It's just that she found that there was no sign of Feng Xihui around her.

Looking up, Feng Xihui was sitting beside the crib.

She didn't know when she moved a chair quietly, and she was resting with her back on the chair and her eyes closed, watching the summer solstice in the bed.

Obviously, Feng Xihui hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't even notice Rong Ling's footsteps on the carpet.

It seems that she really worked hard last night, Rong Ling thought.

She looked at Xia Zhi who was sleeping soundly in the crib, and her eyes unconsciously fell on Feng Xihui's cheek.

The gentle brilliance of Chaoyang did not make her look soft. Feng Xihui's face was still porcelain white with coldness, and the long straight eyelashes cast a shadow on her eye sockets, adding a little bit to her original cold and hard appearance. Very fragile, it is a real person.

It is truly an incomparably beautiful creation.

Rong Ling sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but look distracted.

Unexpectedly, the figurine in front of him suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no warmth in his dark eyes.

Looking at each other, Rong Ling, who was leaning over to look at Feng Xihui at the same level, felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly stood up: "Good morning."

"En." Feng Xihui's lips curled up imperceptibly, and there was a little warmth in his eyes.

It's a pity that Rong Ling, who was caught upright, didn't dare to look directly at her, and didn't see this scene.

Feng Xihui worked hard all night, Rong Ling would of course reciprocate: "I'll make breakfast, do you have anything to eat?"

Feng Xihui originally planned to say it was fine, but when she saw the soft morning clouds outside the window, she suddenly remembered something.

In the illusion where she was Chijoe, Rong Ling's favorite breakfast for her was soufflé.

Feng Xihui couldn't help blurting out what was in his heart.

"Shu Fulei..." Rong Ling muttered and walked into the kitchen.

She opened a kitchen app and quickly searched for recipes.

Beat the eggs, separate the egg whites, add the flour cream, mix the milk...

After a series of operations, Rong Ling put the ingredients into the oven to bake, and finally sifted powdered sugar on the surface of the cake, and then decorated with a strawberry.

The whole process is done in one go, and the finished product is even more perfect than those sold in dessert shops.

Strange, in Rong Ling's memory, he was clearly spoiled by his parents since he was a child, and he never touched the sun with his fingers, and he never even entered the kitchen. How to make desserts is quite handy?

Could this be his talent point?

Rong Ling didn't think much about it, when Feng Xihui brought out the soufflé, Feng Xihui was already feeding Xia Zhi with a bottle.

Her expression was still calm, and when she looked at Xia Zhi in the baby seat, there was an imperceptible warmth in her eyes.

Rong Ling recalled his gaffe last night, and couldn't help but feel how rare it is to have peace at this moment.

She put the cake tray on the dining table, and originally planned to take the milk bottle from Feng Xihui's hand and exchange it for herself, but she didn't expect that she didn't even raise her head: "It's okay, I'll do it."

Well then, Rong Ling sat down beside Feng Xihui with a plate, eating souffle and watching her breastfeed.

Xiao Xiazhi stared at Feng Xihui for a while, and then at Rong Ling for a while, giggling.

Rong Ling couldn't help laughing too.

After she finished drinking the milk, Rong Ling took Xia Zhi into her arms to bask in the sun.

As the sun rose little by little, the sky showed a blue background, as blue as a pool of crystal.

On the azure planet, which is dominated by cloudy days, such days are estimated to be only a dozen days a year.

"The weather is nice today." Rong Ling said casually, not sure if he was talking to himself or telling Feng Xihui.

"Want to go out for a walk?" Feng Xihui asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Rong Ling was stunned for a moment, "Okay."

The two took Xia Zhi to a nearby park.

With the arrival of early autumn quietly, the green leaves in the park are also dyed with a layer of red edges, and occasionally one of them gently falls to the ground.

Although people ****.The era of bombing is long gone, but because of the good weather, there are five or six times more people in the park today than usual.

Many people stopped curiously to look at the stroller Feng Xihui was pushing.

It's just that he was frightened by her chill, so he didn't dare to take pictures or say hello to Xiao Xiazhi.

There were quite a few people secretly taking pictures behind them.

The scenery in the park is very good, it is modeled on the garden design, and it is perfectly combined with modern life. The lake is full of ripples, and many people are taking cruise ships.

Seeing such a scene for the first time, Xia Zhi, who was sitting in the stroller, widened her eyes in amazement and let out a cry.

"Does Xia Zhi also want to take a boat?" Rong Ling lowered his head and asked, "But you are still young, so it's dangerous to take a boat, so you can't."

Of course the child couldn't understand what Rong Ling was saying, so he just grinned.

"It's okay, I'm here." Feng Xihui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke out.

Really...

It suddenly makes people feel safe.

It happened that Rong Ling was also eager to try, so they came to the ticket window. After some inquiries, the staff of the scenic spot took out the smallest life jacket and put it on the child: "Be sure to pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, there's no problem." Rong Ling came to the boarding place with the ticket.

Feng Xihui held Xia Zhi in one hand and stepped on the boat first.

She seems to move calmly, without any problem.

When Rong Ling saw this, she also relaxed a little. She didn't expect that the boat would shake as soon as she stepped on the plank of the boat. She panicked for a moment, but fortunately, Feng Xihui held her hand.

"Huh~" Rong Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and the shock quickly turned into surprise.

The two sat down side by side. For fun, Rong Ling chose a hand-rowed boat, and asked the people on the boat to slide with the paddles themselves.

All the way here, Feng Xihui was taking care of Xia Zhi, Rong Ling felt a little sorry: "Leave the child to me."

Feng Xihui moved the paddle with one hand: "I'm not tired."

Having said that, knowing that she has endless energy, Rong Ling still feels guilty.

But soon Rong Ling's attention was attracted by other things, because their boat was about to hit the bridge ahead.

"Ahhh——" Seeing that the bow of the boat was about to hit, she desperately paddled the oar in her hand to reverse the direction.

But it was too late, the bow of the ship had hit the bridge pier, and the movement echoed in the bridge hole.

Xia Zhi didn't understand what happened, but felt that what happened in front of him seemed very interesting, and laughed in Feng Xihui's arms.

"Little villain." Rong Ling pinched her face, "Why are you still smiling?"

Seeing her serious appearance, Feng Xihui couldn't help but curled the corner of her lower lip.

After that, Rong Ling finally gradually grasped the direction, and the boat moved steadily under the paddles of her and Feng Xihui.

The small lake is not big. In order to enjoy more scenery, they paddled around the outer circle along the coast.

The willow and banyan trees on the bank hang down their branches and leaves, sometimes Rong Ling has to lean back to avoid it.

She was having fun, Feng Xihui just looked at her quietly.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ling felt uncomfortable at the sight.

"It's nothing."

With that said, Feng Xihui reached out to Rong Ling and took a dead leaf from her hair.

She looked calmly, but Rong Ling blushed involuntarily, and took the leaf into the water to feed the fish.

The water surface was stirred up into eddies by the oars, and the leaf also turned and turned, which disturbed people's mind.

After the play, Feng Xihui sent Rong Ling and Xia Zhi to the door of the house before leaving.

Before getting off the car, she reminded: "If there is anything wrong with Xia Zhi, remember to come to me at any time."

"Okay." Rong Ling originally wanted to thank, but thought that his thanks seemed to be too much, so he had to swallow it, "Goodbye."

"OK, bye."

With that said, Rong Ling held Xia Zhi's little hand in his arms and waved to Feng Xihui: "Bye bye~"

The child giggled, his grape-like wet eyes looked at the direction Feng Xihui's car was leaving.

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Fortunately, since that day, Xia Zhi has never had any problems.

Originally, Rong Ling would submit Xia Zhi's physical condition data on the intranet every day, but since then, she has never logged in to that website again.

Suo Bing also seemed to have guessed what happened between Rong Ling and Ma Du, and took the initiative to call her to ask her.

Rong Ling had nothing to say, but sneered and said, "Ma Du created this child, but he is not even willing to see a doctor for her. Personally, I think there is no need to continue this nurturing plan."

"Ma Du is such a character who pursues perfection." Suo Bing paused, "But I will try my best to persuade him."

"Advising an inhuman guy like him to raise his next child to be as perfect as possible?" Rong Ling disagreed, "You are not creating life, but killing life."

Suo Bing didn't seem to expect Rong Ling's attitude to be so clear: "Miss Rong, you may have misunderstood, we also want to contribute to this planet."

Whatever he said, Rong Ling didn't believe a word anyway.

Now, in her eyes, they are all like dogs of a feather, cold-blooded and ruthless, even Chu You, a robot, can't compare.

Speaking of which, Rong Ling still misses the time when Feng Xihui helped take care of the children, at least he would be much more relaxed.

But Rong Ling didn't expect that he and Feng Xihui would meet again so quickly.

After the research mission of the original spaceship was over, the two did not cooperate, and returned to their respective research rooms, so the time for dealing with each other was much less.

On the first day after the long New Year's holiday, Shu Ning called Rong Ling to his office: "I received news from above that Louis Lyell, the head of the Wall Star, will come to visit recently, and maybe our Academy of Sciences also needs someone to attend."

Rong Ling, who was still drinking tea, stopped suddenly.

Isn't Louis, the leader of Wall Star, Chu You's lover in the original world?With his sudden appearance, will the plot return to its original state?

Rong Ling's expression became serious.

Shu Ning only thought that she was worrying about political matters: "Don't worry, it's just a normal visit, and people from our Academy of Sciences are only here to show respect."

"En." Rong Ling responded, "Does Feng Xihui want to participate?"

"Ms. Feng is a rookie in the Academy of Sciences this year, so of course I want to participate."

Originally, as long as Rong Ling wanted to, he could cancel this banquet.

But she must keep an eye on Feng Xihui all the time to prevent anything from happening between her and Louis.

So, while Rong Ling waited anxiously, a month later, Louis, the leader of Wall Star, finally came to visit.

Same as the memory transmitted to Rong Ling by the system, Louis has deep brows and eyes, and a delicate outline, resembling the movie stars of Rong Ling's era, it's hard not to be liked by girls.

Coupled with his high position and outstanding achievements, it's no wonder that he ranks first in the list of the most desirable marriage partners of all interstellar girls.

The formal meeting during the day was fine, at least there were so many reporters and cameras around, and Rong Ling didn't notice the anomaly between him and Chu You during the meeting.

But when it comes to the dinner party, in a hotel with strong privacy, everything becomes different.

Many ladies and men raised their wine glasses and approached Louis.

Rong Ling didn't have that interest, but he still pretended to hold a wine glass and wandered not far from Louis.

When Feng Xihui found Rong Ling, she was stealing a light pink macaron.

Seeing that there was no shortage of champagne in her hand, Feng Xihui was relieved.

She didn't want the incident of Rong Ling's drunkenness to happen again.

But in the next second, Feng Xihui's face darkened again.

Because she saw Louis in a suit and leather shoes approaching Rong Ling with a wine glass across the crowd.

Even Rong Ling himself didn't expect that Louis would invite him: "I've heard of Miss Rong's reputation for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be more beautiful than I imagined."

Under the man's seemingly gentle and polite gaze, there is some other brilliance hidden.

Rong Ling started to be on guard, and raised his glass to deal with it: "Thank you for the compliment."

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand holding the wine glass, a voice suddenly sounded coldly from the side: "Sorry, Rong Ling is not good at drinking, and I will toast the marshal on her behalf."

This voice, of course, was none other than Feng Xihui.

Rong Ling turned around and saw Feng Xihui holding a wine glass in his hand, with a chilly look on his face.

What she was wearing tonight was a pale gold dress with suspenders. The diamonds in the skirt shone under the lights, covering her with a layer of sacred and inviolable light.

Based on Rong Ling's understanding of Feng Xihui, she should not be a character who would take the initiative to stand up for others.

So what is Feng Xihui doing now, is he swearing sovereignty?

So she really has an ulterior relationship with Louis?

The moment this idea popped up, Rong Ling's heart sank as if hit hard with a small hammer.

Although she was very grateful to Feng Xihui for taking care of her and Xia Zhi earlier, but if her guess was true...

A ruthless look appeared in Rong Ling's eyes.

The relationship between Huang Luyi and Feng Xihui must be disturbed.

Thinking in this way, Rong Ling put on a smile again, and did not follow Feng Xihui's words: "It doesn't matter, since Führer Louis is willing to show his face..."

"Rong Ling." Sure enough, Feng Xihui interrupted her.

For some reason, Rong Lingxin's head was stabbed severely by something.

Although he was ready for this day, when Feng Xihui really targeted him for Louis, Rong Ling suddenly felt powerless.

She curled her lips mockingly.

Seeing that the atmosphere in front of him was not right, Louis smiled and made a relief: "Since Miss Rong is not comfortable drinking, it is my rudeness. This drink should be regarded as an apology."

As he spoke, he politely sipped the champagne in his hand.

Louis is worthy of being the hero of the original world, and he pretends to be decent.

Rong Ling looked at his movements, but still restrained his words: "Thank you, Marshal Louis, for your understanding."

Louis originally wanted to say something more, but Feng Xihui beside him couldn't hold back anymore.

She grabbed Rong Ling's wrist: "Come with me."

As she said that, regardless of Louis' reaction, she dragged Rong Ling away.

Rong Ling never thought that Feng Xihui would deal with her so straightforwardly for Louis. She wanted to break free from Feng Xihui's shackles, but was held even tighter instead.

The person beside him tightened his jawline, and Rong Ling couldn't help but be stunned by the unprecedented displeasure emanating from his body.

The two who left didn't notice the playful look in Louis' eyes as they stood where they were.

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Rong Ling was taken to the lounge of the dinner by Feng Xihui.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the room was slammed shut by her.

Only then did Feng Xihui let go of his hand.

Rong Ling rubbed his wrist expressionlessly, looking at Feng Xihui with guarded eyes.

She would never kill someone to silence her at such a time, would she?

However, Feng Xihui lowered his head and saw the redness on Rong Ling's wrist that he pinched.Behind the mark, he whispered: "Sorry."

"Miss Feng has done everything, so why bother talking about it?"

Feng Xihui didn't make a sound, and reached out to hold Rong Ling's wrist.

Rong Ling originally wanted to hide, but his speed and strength couldn't match Feng Xihui's. Instead, he staggered half a step forward under her movements and almost bumped into Feng Xihui's shoulder.

She thought Feng Xihui was going to do something to hurt her, but she just pinched Rong Ling's wrist and rubbed it lightly, as if to erase the traces left by her.

"I just don't want you to drink." Feng Xihui bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "I didn't notice the intensity."

Rong Ling naturally didn't believe her hypocritical words: "I'm just drinking some wine, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with you."

"Really?" Feng Xihui said softly, "Do you not remember what you did when you were drunk?"

"what?"

Rong Ling didn't wait for Laifeng Xihui's answer, but gave a more straightforward answer.

She just lowered her head, grabbed Rong Ling's hand, and kissed the red lips that she had wanted for a long time.

"Hmm..." Faced with this unexpected intimacy, Rong Ling was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.