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

Jiang Jue in front of him still had handsome and cold eyes, noble and indifferent like a weak nobleman, thin due to illness, and exceptionally fair because he hadn't seen the blazing sun for a long time.

The bandages have all been removed, but the eyes are still dull, not looking at anyone, just looking at an air at random.

The slender and well-proportioned hands with well-defined phalanges were habitually and shallowly overlapped on the thin quilt.

What he is thinking, no one knows.

But that lazy and silent calm, in Song Le's eyes, inexplicably detonated the violent thumping of the heart.

goo-dong-

It is a sickly spray, an obsession that has accumulated over time, and gradually flares up before object-oriented.

Song Le hurriedly bit her lip, trying to stay rational and sober.

Otherwise, she was really afraid that she would take advantage of other people's danger and molest her.

"Who are you."

"Why?" he asked.

Or, why are you still here?

But no way of knowing.I can only feel uneasy: Sure enough, even if the genius has gone crazy, blind and fallen, is it still so difficult to understand?

……

"Don't you want me to come? Did I bother you? I'm sorry, can I not make a sound in the future? I just want to look at you every day..."

After a long time, seeing that she hadn't moved, he said again: "This is your 37th visit."

In short, they are not welcome.

He is the focus, while she just watches silently from a dark corner.

Like a bell ringing in a temple in a deep forest, it woke her up suddenly from the enchantment.

On the way back to her apartment, Song Le shook her head many times because she couldn't figure it out.

Really worthy of the name, value for money!

Once was his coming-of-age birthday party.

He is asking, why come so many times?

But how can a normal person count the number of times a stranger comes.

No joy, no sorrow, no waves, no waves.

"What, why?" She repeated in such a ignorant manner.

Suddenly, a question came from the silent room.

But in the next second, a trace of confusion appeared on his face unconsciously, like a child in thought, which made Song Le's heart flutter.

So Song Le let the soft and waxy girl's voice come out anxiously:

"..."

Or why come the most?

The bottom of my heart keeps overflowing with declarations of my love.

Listen, what a thoughtful and frightening passage.

Sick Spray works again...

It almost made Song Le think he was normal.

His voice was cold and calm.

Jiang Jue stared blankly in her direction, unable to focus, and did not respond.

The picture came out in response, it was the memory of the original owner, but Song Le suddenly felt a tremor.

Once was his celebration banquet.

"I'm Song Le. You probably don't remember me. I'm the adopted daughter of the Jiang family. I'm lucky enough to have met you twice."

Song Le swallowed, waiting for his next sentence.

Song Le was left to ponder on the spot.

After Song Le's rippling was over, he was taken aback when he heard the words.

No sincerity or credibility.

calm down please !Song Le gritted his teeth, bit his lip, and his peach blossom eyes soon became clear again, looking at Jiang Jue again.

Song Le was puzzled for a while, thinking over and over whether he had made a mistake.

If it were Song Le who had 50% of his emotion extracted, he would probably say without emotion: because I like you.

turn down!

After hearing her words, he fell back into his own silence.

However, fortunately, there is a conscientious product - the addition of the sick spray.

Jiang Jue was still indifferent when he heard the words, and didn't speak anymore.

After a pause, Song Le just smiled softly and said:

But the task has to bite the bullet and go on.

She had to find a way to get Jiang Jue to her side.

In the Jiang family, which cannibalize people without spit out their bones, once Jiang Jue loses value in their eyes, there is no need to care about it.

Song Le pursed her lips seriously, which was just right for her.

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