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

No matter how smart Jiang Jue was, he would never have thought that she would suddenly behave like this.

What's more, the young man with less developed motor nerves was immediately dragged down, and barely stood still, with his hands on her sides, just shaken from shock.

Song Le was pleasantly surprised to see his different look.

The beautiful and godless eyes were wide open, the long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the thin petals were slightly opened, full of dazed look.

Later, seeing him frowning, Song Le quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't stand firmly just now..."

Jiang Jue said nothing, but pursed his lips.

When going down the last flight of stairs, I subconsciously reached out to hold the railing.

Song Le promptly 'reminded': "It's very dirty, many people have touched it, sweat, bacteria, etc..."

So Jiang Jue had no expression on his face, and withdrew his hand.

Song Le couldn't help showing a teasing smile again.

As expected of a genius, even admitting the source of his IQ is so calm.

"Four small cakes, okay?" Song Le asked carefully.

The people who confessed to him have been flooded since he was a child, and he has become numb.

Because Jiang Jue couldn't see, the two walked very slowly, like taking a walk.

The two chatted for a while, and bought a small cake, but was told that the pudding was temporarily out of stock. When they went back for a walk, Song Le obviously felt that Jiang Jue's face was more indifferent than usual.

Well, the attitude of rejection is consistent.

Song Le bit her lips again, couldn't help smiling, held his hand, and said with bright peach eyes: "Jiang Jue, I really, really like you."

"No."

Jiang Jue felt the breeze caressing his face, heard the words, and said indifferently: "Talent."

what!

After finally putting it on for him, Jiang Jue raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck, which can be said to be very uncomfortable.

"How about pudding, soft, sweet, and beautiful in color..."

His eyes moved slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, he bit his lip, and lowered his head indifferently.

"not good."

As a result, the mask was not properly fixed several times, Jiang Jue: "..."

When she was eight years old, she had...

With a height of [-], she was [-], and had to tiptoe again. Song Le was affected by the spray, and his heart was moved by the approach of the person in front of him.

Jiang Jue shook his head.

however--

Well not ever!

Although he likes it, he knows how to restrain himself.

Song Le became more and more courageous. After going through such a long journey of "being coerced into holding hands", Jiang Jue was no longer so indifferent to her.

Jiang Jue didn't care.

After a few days of observation, she found that Jiang Jue was not scary, but rather cute.

"want."

"Jiang Jue, why are you so smart? Is it because you have loved reading since you were a child?"

He is born to understand knowledge faster than others, and sometimes he can draw inferences just by looking at the cause and effect in front of him and thinking about it again.

"Then, do you have any impression of me?" Song Le was curious.

"Ah, it will be ready soon, it will be ready soon." Song Lehong said embarrassedly.

Song Le, who was not very talented, was stunned by these two words, and then surrendered from the bottom of his heart.

In some ways it's especially easy to fool.

Holding hands outside, Song Le took out the mask and said, "The air is not very good recently, do you want to wear a mask?"

"Then keep it low, and I'll wear it for you, okay?"

As an ordinary person, Song Le is particularly curious about the growth process of geniuses.

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Back to the apartment.

Song Le turned on the desk lamp, and immediately wrote down in the small notebook:

[Jiang Jue likes to eat desserts √Verification completed]

At the same time, Jiang Jue was expressionless, thinking not very happily, and owed a pudding.