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

Stretching out her hand, she touched the fabric of the dress, and it was indeed irritating, and it was not at the same level as the comfortable and soft fabric of the uniform school robes in Cangcui Peak!

Song Le's eyebrows frowned more deeply, and her tone became colder: "It seems that there are quite a few people doing tricks secretly."

She didn't expect that after warning Xia Yanran like that, there are still people who would dare to make trouble in such a sneaky way.

When I was depressed, I heard Feng Xi's calm voice: "It's nothing, I will wear it even if it is worse than this."

Even worse than this has been experienced.

So nothing.

Song Le was speechless, so distressed that he didn't know how to answer, after a long pause he could only say stiffly: "Why is there nothing, since you want to be a master, you must have the posture of being a master!"

She was full of depression and had nowhere to rest, she suddenly hit the door in his face, Feng Xi was startled, but still instinctively blocked the blow with her hand.

"Master?" He looked up in shock.

Song Le withdrew his hand and said, "The response is good, continue."

After Feng Xi heard the words, he realized that it was a temptation.He pursed his thinly pink lips, the shock in his eyes faded, and he nodded.

Song Le's clothes were light, and without saying anything else, he raised his eyebrows and kicked across. Feng Xi flashed sideways, Song Le raised his eyebrows, passed him, and slammed his elbow hard into the back of his neck, which was the most vulnerable, and Feng Xi was in danger. Dodging, his whole body was tense and extremely focused.

The corners of her lips are tightly pursed, the pupils of her eyes are dark, her chin is raised slightly, and there is thin sweat on her forehead. Such a serious little seal makes Song Le want to rub him into her arms, but those who are calm and unable to Can keep deadpan, continue.

Song Le didn't release any water, every attack was enough to be fatal, but after more than a dozen back and forth, she couldn't help showing a gratified and approving smile, and sincerely said: "I really saw it right."

Feng Xi panted slightly, her round eyes were still a little puzzled, and the large birthmark on her right cheek became more vivid and conspicuous. She was still on high alert, and looked at her with her back leaning against the corner of the wall and frowning. .

The innocent aura of the little boy rushed towards his face, Song Le's face softened slightly, and he praised: "Not bad. Really good!"

Although the dodging movements were a bit embarrassing, the animal-like intuition and gust-like speed were astonishing, and he dodged every blow smoothly!

Moreover, Song Le thought of the last time when he accidentally went to the training ground to inspect, every disciple had a partner to cooperate with the practice, but Feng Xi stood silently at the side, practicing the most basic hitting movements against the wooden stakes, and was taught from time to time The teacher frowned and didn't like to pull him away, so let him go away, so as not to affect the practice of other talented disciples.

The solitary little back, and the expressionless face with drooping eyes and pursed mouth that she has long been used to, really made her feel very uncomfortable, and she wished to hold the best things in the world in front of him, just to make him show his innocence An innocent, unharmed smile.

Thinking of this, Song Le clenched his fist in his sleeve, walked in front of him, lifted it up, lightly landed on his head, and said along the way: "It is inevitable that pearls and jades will be dusty, Feng Xi, I Believe in you, one day it will shine brightly."

This is slightly official, but it is what Song Le most wants to say in his heart.

The warm touch and gentle strength are enough to give people an illusion of tenderness.

Feng Xi raised her head and met him with a few hints of encouraging eyes, her obsidian-like eyes opened wider and wider, she didn't know how to reply for a while, so she could only stay silent for a while.

After the initial hesitation, he couldn't help but rejoice—his performance just now was not satisfactory, and he didn't disappoint him.

In the end, Feng Xi lowered his eyes, lowered his head and said, "Yes."