Quick Transmigration: Villain BOSS, Wantonly Flirting

"Is it big enough? Do you want me to tear it for you? Huh?"

Deep words came out of his thin lips.

I couldn’t help but curl my mouth, then raised my head and blinked my eyes to ask

"Are we dating now?"

Si Yunxie held people tightly in his arms

"otherwise?"

She bent her eyebrows abruptly, opened her small white hand, and shook it in front of him.

He looked at the woman in his arms smiling like a fox, then looked down again, and asked with a smile

"what?"

"Present"

She deserves it.

After speaking, he paused, and then added another sentence

"There are still flowers"

She looked at him blankly.

The two looked at each other.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Xuan Yunzhi bit her lip, uh...looks like this, it's probably the first time in this life, right?

"Online dating tutorials say that when you first date, you will basically have it."

gift? Still spend?

After a moment of dazedness, his thin lips pursed his smile even more intensely.

This appointment is much harder than talking about an arms project.

However, he still held Xuan Yunzhi's hand and took her to the old house.

"Hey? What are you doing?"

"Not a gift?"

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"I don't want your **** as a gift."

She rightly warned.

Si Yunxie hugged her after hearing it, leaned over to her ear, and chuckled lightly.

"In your dreams."

Xuan Yunzhi

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The two of them were about to walk to the room at the end of the fourth floor.

She has never set foot on the fourth floor of Si's old house.

This was the only condition Tang Yi had told her after coming here.

You can go anywhere, only the fourth floor is forbidden to enter.

Xuan Yunzhi had very little curiosity and had no plans to play with fire. After all, she has to rely on Si's family, and she has never been here.

Unexpectedly, it was Si Yunxie who brought her here in the end in the end.

There is only one room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

The lock has a sense of historical age, like an antique.

He took out the key, opened the door, and led her in.

The light in the room flicked on.

The entire room was nearly two hundred meters away, empty, with strange diamond shapes made up of mirrors on all sides.

Looking at it for an instant, it gives people the illusion of a blank and endless horizon.

From beginning to end, he just smiled, as if he had already taken care of it.

Da Da Da Da Da, footsteps sounded evenly, step on the ground until it reached the center.

A six-sided high platform, dark in color.

There was a blood-red wooden box on it.

It is about the same length as ordinary chopsticks, the width of a finger.

Very slender, like a jewelry box for necklaces.

He picked up the box with a well-knotted hand, played with it carefully, and a fascination flashed in his eyes.

Opening the long box, he handed it to Xuan Yunzhi’s eyes,

"This, make a gift."

Xuan Yunzhi looked at the contents in the mahogany box and raised his eyebrows.

That is a hairpin.

A slender body is pitch-black, with flowers and vines entwined in it, and on top is a blood-red phoenix head. The sculpture is lifelike. If you look closely, the dark eyes of the phoenix hangs like weeping blood and tears. Want to get rid of.

It was a kind of fascinating beauty that extended from the depths of darkness.

It's like...Si Yunxie.

She raised her eyes to Si Yunxie,

"Such a good thing, do you really want to give it to me?"

After all, it was given to her, and that was hers.