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

Hearing this, Jiang Jue frowned, "No feeling."

"I don't believe it..." Song Le put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "You either hate me, or you don't hate me, you choose one."

Such a meaningless choice.

Jiang Jue turned a deaf ear to her, but her gaze was so persistent that he could feel the attention even if he was blind.

I had no choice but to tighten my eyebrows, and said lightly: "I don't hate it."

"Then do you like me?" Song Le asked in one breath, his eyes widened with anxiety, and his hands were twisted on his knees.

Jiang Jue paused while holding the chopsticks, apparently he did not expect her to be so direct.

It took a while to answer: "I don't know."

He is not good at lying, nor is he good at discerning his own complex emotions.

Song Le was taken aback for a moment, unexpectedly the answer was these three words.

The gentle strength and the full nervousness of the heartbeat were conveyed accurately.

On the other side, Song Le was smiling, so happy that he flew up silently.

Jiang Jue was stunned, her beautiful eyes without any focus, and couldn't help but slightly widen at this moment, because a touch of soft warmth came from her lips unexpectedly.

how come.

I couldn't help but said happily: "Really, I thought you would definitely say that you don't like it."

Said Jiang Jue is disgusting, even if she has zero IQ, she wouldn't believe it.

I really can't say the word dear.

Jiang Jue pursed his lips and said no more.

"Then, wait a minute, don't be angry..."

The earlobes are hot.

After receiving such an answer, Song Le Taohua's eyes were shining like stars, mustering up the courage of You Qi and saying:

"what?"

Then, then...

……

In the end, I couldn't finish my meal, so I restrained myself and went back to my room.

Song Le's smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally couldn't help rolling happily on the sofa.

Jiang Jue couldn't produce repulsion and anger for a while, only endless confusion and helplessness.

These three words popped up subconsciously in my mind.

"Don't be angry, Jiang Jue," Song Le didn't dare to make mistakes, just touched it lightly, then sat back on the chair cowardly, and whispered, "I really like you."

It's just that Jiang Jue was too dull, blushing and trying to put on an expression of 'I'm the most indifferent in the world'.

"Why," Jiang Jue frowned reluctantly, trying not to take it seriously, "you...touched me without permission."

But for Jiang Jue, the time began to become a bit difficult.

He didn't hate it, on the contrary, the feeling of blank mind at that moment made him strange and curious to a certain extent.

Then Jiang Jue pressed down this strange idea with a cold face.

There was no anger or disgust in his eyebrows and demeanor.

After the midterm exam, we ushered in a small holiday.

She didn't answer, and then only heard the soft rattle of the chair.

There was pure joy in the soft girlish voice.

When Song Le heard this, he faltered: "I'm sorry, I like you. Because I like you so much."

Song Le is thinking about how to get closer to Jiang Jue every day.

It seems that the task will be completed soon.

She likes Jiang Jue very much, especially after spraying Bingjiao Spray.

It was the first time he fell into such a confused situation, and he didn't reject getting close, but he didn't know how to accept it or whether he should accept it.

Poker face.distressed.

Until this day, Song Le finally waited for Jiang Jue's birthday.

She tried hard to keep the surprise a secret and started the day in a routine.

Moreover, before the birthday, you have to go to the hospital for a review.

When he learned of this, Jiang Jue was listening to the news, took off his earphones, pursed his lips and said, "No."