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

On the way, I met Jiang Lin, who was walking with Yu Yan and Lin Rui, with a delicate and cheerful expression.

Song Le: "..."

I don't know why, but I have an urge to turn around and run away when I see it...

It might be that Jiang Lin's usual abnormality is deeply ingrained in her mind.

Otherwise, when she saw that little girl who suddenly ran up to Jiang Lin, mustered up her courage, and handed over a pink envelope nervously, she felt that the other party was a trick.

Fake fake, all fake.

How could anyone like Jiang Lin's duplicity, duplicity, indifference and hooliganism?

Apart from being good-looking, good at things like not studying at all, and getting full marks in exams, what other advantages does he have?

Song Le was very upset.

... The girl who was deceived by her appearance may not have good eyesight, or she may have received money.

Jiang Lin, who was still fighting with Yu Yan and the others, saw the little mute who was thinking about it all morning not far away, and the thought of talking to others immediately disappeared.

Without taking another look at the girl, he said sorry in a low voice and coldly, then walked straight to her side.

Picking up the little mute with the face of 'I want to go, don't touch me, pervert', Jiang Linmian slightly pursed his lips expressionlessly.

Damn, how can you be so cute? !

Sooner or later, he will be crushed to death by her!Under Jiang Lin's indifferent appearance, there was an extremely sweet gnashing of teeth.

"Classmate, I'm sorry, I have something to do with her."

After a long delay, Jiang Lin suppressed all the emotions of "wanting to kiss, hug, and miss the sun" expressionlessly, and turned his head to Mo Yuanyuan, who was dumbfounded, and said politely.

Well? !

Mo Yuanyuan's round eyes were wide and round.

Regret, remorse flashed by!

——No, no, you must have missed some explosive gossip, right?

Song Le was forced to carry it away: "..."

She felt that if she could speak, her first sentence would be to scold Jiang Lin for being Shen Jingbing.

However, being carried to a corner, Song Le was a little timid after facing Jiang Lin's meaningful eyes.

Slightly frowning her beautiful eyebrows, Song Le tried her best to express: Speak well if you have something to say, don't move your hands, don't look like that... Well, don't kiss her casually!

But the little mute who was kissed hard: "..."

It can be said that I am very unhappy.

But in the face of abnormality, she needs to swallow her anger.

After Jiang Lin felt his heartbeat slowly returning to normal, he asked coldly, "Did you just want to run when you saw me?"

Song Le's firm eyes: Yes.

"Do you still want to be kissed?"

Immediately shook his head like a rattle: no no no.

"Did you just wonder why someone likes a pervert like me who is duplicity, duplicity, expressionless and hooligan?"

Song Le was dumbfounded, and there was still a trace of apprehension, why did he know?

Mind reading?so scary.

But she shook her head sensibly: No, no, it's not that she's playing a hooligan with a deadpan expression, but she's a hooligan with a cold face.

Fortunately, not verbatim.

Jiang Lin wanted to know what his label was in the dumb man's heart, so he didn't need to waste his brains.

Then he asked the next question: "Do you still think that I have no other advantages besides being good-looking and studying well?"

Song Le: "..."

Aggrieved, scared.

This person is not only perverted, but also knows what she is thinking now? !

Looking at the little mute whose emotions were written on his face, Jiang Lin was so frightened that he couldn't help but feel joy in his eyes.