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

What's the matter with Guan Xia Yanran?

It's her freedom to change or not, and it's just because she doesn't want to humiliate herself.

Song Le's chin hurt so badly from his pinch, tears were about to come out, he frowned, just about to answer so forcefully, when Feng Xi's cold tone seemed to be full of gritted teeth: "What's so good about him?"

Song Le didn't understand what he was doing all this time, so he could only say: "Feng Xi, let me go first!"

Unexpectedly, what responded to her was a warm and tingling pain in the back of her neck, and then Feng Xi said in a low voice: "Don't let go!"

He said coldly: "Didn't you want to save Xia Yanran? Yes, you can exchange it with yourself."

what?

Before Song Le thought about the meaning of his words, he felt a sudden blackness in front of his eyes, and then he became unconscious and fell into a coma, only the tingling pain in the back of his neck and ankles was still there.

……

Opening his eyes again, Song Le realized that this was not a dream of his own.

The gorgeous and luxurious bed curtains, the brightly colored room, and the heavy chain around her ankle.

Everyone is telling her - it's true.

Song Le's face was slightly green, this silver chain is very long, and this room is big enough, but what is it for?Treat her like a dog?

"Master, have you slept well?" A cool and soft voice suddenly came from the door.

Song Le raised his head, stretched out his hand to push aside the scattered bed curtain beside the bed, frowned and looked at the figure at the door, but was shocked by the person he saw in front of him for a moment.

It was Feng Xi, but it was very different from the cute and cute boy in the past.

Holding two bowls of porridge, the slender young man came over to look at her with a smile. His obsidian-like pupils were now indifferent crimson, and his long-opened facial features were beyond reproach. There was also the lotus flower birthmark, like As if soaked in blood, with a weird and coquettish budding.

"...Are you, Feng Xi?" Song Le asked with hesitation and surprise.

"How is Xia Yanran?" She still hasn't forgotten the purpose of this trip.

But Feng Xi turned a deaf ear to everything, walked directly to the bed, put down the plate, took a bowl of porridge in his hand, naturally leaned on the side of the bed, and said affectionately: "Come on, Master, open your mouth."

The bowl of snow-white and delicate porridge was steaming with hot mist at the moment. Seeing her delay in responding, Feng Xi frowned and added: "I put sugar in it, it's very sweet."

This is not a question of whether to put sugar or not, Song Le choked, but swallowed a sip, and then asked carefully: "Feng Xi, what do you want to do? Retaliation, revenge,"

Can you be normal, she is a little panicked now.

I was afraid that I would be pulled over and cut to death in the next second.

"Master." Feng Xi interrupted her lightly, raised his cold blood-red eyes to look at her, and his temperature dropped sharply: "You can't talk about food, you taught me."

Then Song Le was gulped again, but this time the seal didn't blow or pause, she just pried open her mouth and poured it down her throat, the boiling hot porridge made Song Le's tears overflow instantly, and she whimpered in pain.

"It's hot, isn't it?" Feng Xi looked coldly at her distressed appearance, and suddenly said bullyingly: "But Master...do you know? I was burned in such a scalding fire for ten days and ten nights! How could you Will want to know, in order to be strong enough not to be bullied by others, "and also in order to come back to see you...

"How much did I pay?"

"..." Feng Xi.Song Le's throat was so sore that he couldn't speak for a while, so he could only raise his hand to wipe away his tears, and looked at him unspeakably.

Feng Xi, who seemed to have vented a little bit, took a deep breath, regained his indifference, and gently stroked a spoonful of porridge, handed it to her lips, and said concisely: "Drink."

But Song Le, who had just been scalded severely, was still in unbearable pain, and still had lingering fears, didn't want to drink, and didn't dare to drink anymore. She hesitated, looked away, and shook her head lightly.

Unexpectedly, her resisting appearance aroused infinite anger and jealousy in the eyes of Feng Xi, who was still emotionally unstable.

In the past two years, has anything happened between her and Xia Yanran?Unwilling to hug, alienated rejection, how can that trash get her attention?

Even now, is she still resisting him? !

I don't know what hit his reverse scales, Song Le raised his eyes, and saw the gentleness of Feng Xi's disappearance, his face sank instantly, as if he was forced to some extent, he smashed the porridge bowl in his hand to the ground, Said: "You want to be revenged so much, don't you?"

of course not!

There was a crisp and loud breaking sound, and a large area of ​​the exquisite carpet was covered with sticky porridge. Such a furious seal was a bit strange and scary. Song Le stepped back involuntarily, and subconsciously shook his head.

"Hiding for what?" But Feng Xi grabbed his wrist backwards, his cold eyes were startling, "Didn't you keep saying that if you want to kill or cut, you will follow me? Then what are you hiding?"

His hand was so strong that he seemed to want to crush her, Song Le's wrist hurt, his face showed pain, he glanced at him helplessly, finally calmed down, and said with a hoarse and sore throat: "...Okay, I Don't hide."

Feng Xi stared at her face closely. She trembled slightly when she said this, but her face still pretended to be calm. She just likes to be brave and cares about that trash so much, even after a long time. After seeing him for two years, I can never say anything without two words, revenge!

His wholehearted desire to become stronger, to come back, and to miss her all became a joke in front of these two words.

Feng Xi's handsome face froze for a moment, then he was furious and said word by word: "You asked for it!"