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

Song Le was stunned.

Obviously she was the one who pushed the door hard and came out... okay?

But this is the handle of the broadcasting agency, and it is very famous in the same class.

Good-looking, very good relationship with the opposite sex.

As soon as she heard her loud questioning, a slightly bulky boy hurried out from inside.

Asked: "What's the matter? An'an, where did you hit?"

Xiao Anan glanced at her impatiently, lowered his voice, and muttered, "This man doesn't look at the road when he walks, and glares at me when he bumps into someone. He's really speechless."

Just as Song Le was about to explain, he saw the boy frown and said: "Leave her alone, it's no use."

"..."

Song Le stood up, not knowing how to respond to the two people's chorus, so he had to pick up the manuscripts on the floor, and went in to sort them out aggrievedly.

Against the background of the fair complexion and the mask, it is even more noble and abstinent.

But after hearing clearly that it was not, he was indifferent.

She was puzzled, but after noticing that his eyes were difficult to focus, she understood, and said at a loss: "Student, can't you see?"

He was looking at his phone while going downstairs, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a stunning figure out of the corner of his eye.

When Jiang Jue heard footsteps, he thought it was Song Le at first.

She had always been silly and soft, but suddenly she used that kind of soft and delicate voice, it was really... hard to get used to.

But still paused, and cooperating in a strange way: "Don't pay attention to her."

She was about to step forward when she heard a soft female voice behind her: "Jiang Jue."

Xiao An'an left the studio with a small bag on his back, and went downstairs quickly.

The soft and waxy voice made the indifferent boy immediately raise his head.

Following her tone just now, she said: "Jiang Jue, why are you talking to her? This person hit me on purpose just now, it hurts..."

Jiang Jue: "..."

"...Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you?" She asked with concern.

Even the black mask couldn't hide the boy's unique cool temperament and delicate silhouette.

He raised his indifferent eyes, and although he couldn't see anything, he still took a step away from that person based on his feeling.

Xiao An'an, who was learning to broadcast, was shrunk suddenly with a cool and smooth voice like jade.

Xiao An'an's eyes were straightened, and he couldn't even move his feet.

"Student, are you waiting for someone?"

After Xiao Anan was ignored, he was slightly taken aback, and then raised his volume slightly, and asked cautiously and curiously: "Student? If you are waiting for someone, I can call for you."

Xiao An'an couldn't justify such an obvious refusal if he couldn't see it anymore.

He is tall and slender, wearing loose and stylish casual clothes. The boy puts his hands in his pockets casually, and stands beautifully, as if he is waiting for someone.

Seeing this disturbing person, Song Le subconsciously frowned, and a trace of vengeance flashed in his clear eyes.

Jiang Jue was impatiently disturbed by that overly coquettish voice, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Contrived only for a moment.

She hid quietly, took out the small makeup mirror, touched up her makeup, and licked her red lips before she went out.

Xiao An'an learned broadcasting, and her voice was naturally pleasant and clear. At this moment, because of her eagerness and throbbing, she asked with [-]% enthusiasm.

It was the first time she saw such a high-quality boy...

However, the content.

Her face was not very good-looking, and she wanted to explain something, but was choked by Song Le's grimace.

Song Le: This is very comfortable.

Because of his cooperation, Kaixin held onto Jiang Jue, and Song Le left without looking back.

On the way back, Jiang Jue rarely asked: "In the future, don't talk like that."