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

Carefully placing her in a clean place, Feng Xi frowned, and lightly covered her right ankle, which was tightly bound by black silk, a thick black air gradually peeled off from the black silk, and was captured by him. Take it all in.

After a while, the ball of black cocoon turned into fluffy ordinary spider silk and fell down.

Feng Xi casually tossed the ball of spider silk aside, and with the other hand brushed the messy hair around her ear, Song Le slowly frowned and opened her eyes.

"Where is this? Where is the spider spirit?"

Feng Xi withdrew his hand calmly, and said lightly: "She is dead, and there is a hot spring near here, master, do you want to clean it?"

Song Le pressed his temples, glanced at his embarrassed appearance, and said: "No need, let's talk about it when we go back."

"But at least wash off the mucus...it's not good to keep it for a long time." Feng Xi looked at her ankle and insisted.

Yes... Song Le stared at her blackened ankle, hesitated for a moment, and compromised: "Okay, okay, I'll just take a soak."

Hearing this, Feng Xi stretched his brows and eyes, nodded with a smile, took out a set of clean clothes from the empty sleeve, and said: "If Master doesn't mind, you can change into this one."

"You." Song Le laughed, "You are really considerate."

Feng Xi pursed her lips in embarrassment.

He is about the same height and shape as her, and Song Le is not pretentious. He put on his clothes and got up, but when he walked towards the hot spring, he accidentally discovered a problem——

Feng Xi's body was also stained with a lot of spider silk, she was not much better than her, what if he wanted to wash with her?

Song Le was thinking about how to speak, when Feng Xi over there seemed to see through her concerns, waved his hand and said: "Master, don't worry about me, if I'm not used to it, I'll just avoid it."

Song Le was startled, nodded, and smiled at his understanding.

Feng Xi sat with his back leaning against a big tree next to the hot spring, listening to the sound of clothes falling to the ground not far away, his heart felt like being scratched by a kitten's paw, the first time he heard this sound was several years ago.

Now I still can only endure, I don't know when I can embrace her openly.

The slightly disappointed boy looked up at the night sky above his head. Countless shining stars seemed to be competing to wink at him. In such a night, the moonlight is clear and the stars are beautiful.

Thinking of this, Feng Xi couldn't help but smile foolishly.

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After Song Le finished soaking briefly, she changed into Feng Xi's clothes. A strange yet familiar youthful fragrance lingered all over her body, making her feel a little hot for no reason.

"Then, what do you do then?" Song Le looked at Feng Xi and scratched his head after realizing it, embarrassed.

"I'm fine, Master." Under the moonlight, the fair-looking youth almost smiled softly.

In a trance, Song Le actually had the illusion of being pampered.

Embarrassed, Song Le turned his eyes away and said, "Well, let's go."

"Thank you." A moment later, when the two were walking, Song Le remembered, licked his dry lips, and said sincerely.

"Master will never have to say these two words to me." Feng Xi held her hand, looked at her with obsidian clear eyes, and said seriously.

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At the same time, on the other side of Green Green Peak.

In the brightly lit wing room, Luo Jingchen showed a slightly surprised expression on his face: "Are you serious?"

Xia Yanran, who was opposite him, nodded heavily: "Is that false?! I told you earlier that something was wrong with him in that competition! I could clearly see that his pupils were blood red, unlike ordinary people. I've got the handle!!"