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

Song Le sneaked into Lu Xingfu's hut while everyone was busy.

But it was empty.

There was no one in the dilapidated room, unlike the warmth in other palaces, it was cold even in the corners.

Song Le was slightly stunned, and then resolutely sat on the bed and waited for him.

The bed board is cold and hard, and the folded quilt is also like ice, and it makes you shiver when you touch it.

Since the beginning of winter, Lu Xingfu has slept like this every day?

Song Le frowned, jumped out of bed, ran out, and was going to fetch some small heaters for him.

Unexpectedly, when she went out, she slammed into someone's body, and her hard chest made her burst into tears.

A muffled groan came from the top of his head, it was a familiar cold voice.

Looking up, she met those deep black pupils.

"Stove?" He was puzzled.

Even with the exact same face, Lu Xingfu and Lu Zhizhi are different.

Lu Xingfu didn't understand what was wrong with her angry face, after thinking about it, he guessed, "You're cold?"

For the first time, I clearly realized——

He wanted to go into the room, but he saw her standing there, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, refusing to move.

As soon as Lu Xingfu entered the courtyard, he was bumped into his arms, he squinted his eyes, and then saw her snow-white face and her cute little nose that was flushed red from the bump.

During this period of time, she saw more clearly: Lu Xingfu sometimes really doesn't take his own life seriously.

Speaking of this, Song Le couldn't help being a little annoyed, and said with a little air: "Yes, why didn't you tell me... don't you feel cold when you sleep like that every day?"

He muffled, "Do you think I'll be cold?"

Unable to hold back a smile, he asked lightly, "Why are you running in such a hurry?"

This is nothing.

"Can't you just love yourself?"

"I want to get you a heater." She swallowed and said honestly.

"not cold."

"Treasure?" Lu Xingfu was puzzled by the words, and said amusedly, "No need."

"what happened?"

"...Lu Xingfu." Song Le called him hesitantly, calling him by his first name for the first time.

Then he walked into the room without looking back, leaving her alone.

Song Le rubbed her nose, listened to his question, met that sudden smile, and was instantly stunned.

Lu Xingfu was slightly stunned, still a bit unable to react: "Huh?"

Song Le was surprised, and looked down at his beautiful brocade and fox fur that was tightly wrapped up, and at his thin commoner clothes.

At first Lu Xingfu was not interested, but that man actually suppressed the huge gambling house to bet with him.

Once I accompanied him to the gambling house, because there was no way to stop him, but I was worried about what might happen, so Song Le could only go in with him aggrieved.

But he is just growing up, but he sleeps on ice every day, how can it be?

He...has a shockingly good smile.

As a result, he watched in amazement that he kept winning, until an old fox-like shrewd man came out and wanted to bet with him a few times.

"Then it doesn't matter." Lu Xingfu said casually.

Tuliu Song Le looked at his indifferent back, annoyed and helpless.

The weather was caught off guard and turned cold, and the thick and heavy snow poured down with almost no buffer.

It's just that the price is - a total of ten, one of Lu Xingzhao's fingers is pressed down.

Lose one, chop off one alive, and the knife is right next to it.

Lu Xingfu thought for a second, then nodded and answered.

She tried her best to stop it, even if she couldn't stop trying to stop him, that man seemed to be scheming, what if he lost? !

But Lu Xingfu just frowned lightly and said: "If you dare not look, you can go first."