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

Lu Xi originally didn't like this kind of feeling of being controlled by others, but after meeting her restless and confused eyes, she instantly collapsed, and even rose a little bit.

Simply squinting her eyes in enjoyment, she gently pulled the person down a little, Lu Xi looked at her, opened her lips, and softly bewitched: "Miss sister, treat me well."

Song Le was almost lying on top of him.

Finally, with both hands supporting the sides of his head, he bumped into those peach blossom eyes again.

Bewildered by Su Ruan's voice and almost active position, he didn't know where he was tonight, what time, and where he was. All he could see was the beautiful young man with stunning appearance and charming smiling eyes in front of him, harmless and innocent. appearance.

Treat him well?

What do you mean... Song Le was confused. There seemed to be two forces tug-of-war in her mind. Of course she was moved by Lu Xi, but her reason told her that this person was not as innocent as he appeared on the surface. On the contrary, he was a little dangerous.

However, this person who was judged as dangerous now allowed her to do whatever she wanted and looked at him condescendingly. There was even a little expectation and excitement in her conniving eyes.

I have to admit that Song Le couldn't help being agitated.

This kind of suppression gave her an active sense of security. What's more, if this person has a heart, who can stop him... The struggling eyes moved to his slightly parted red lips, and Song Le moved his lips. , Hesitation slowly lowered.

He touched it tentatively, it was soft, and there was a hint of sweetness of honey, this person really...is he so addicted to honey-flavored lip balm, even if it is not applied, it still has a sweet taste?

Song Le thought of this in confusion and embarrassment.

Lu Xi looked at her cautiousness that she only touched and then retracted, it was funny, and she was surprisingly patient. After hugging her, he gently pinched her chin with one hand.

The last time it was more about the relief of desire, this time I put more effort into it, Lu Xi half-opened her eyes, kissed lightly, guided, and after getting better, slowly put her hands on her waist and hugged her, sometimes lazily He raised it up and pinched her earlobe and ravaged her lightly. After feeling her trembling slightly, he became more and more wanton.

……

All this happened so naturally that there was no fault to be found, so that after Song Le woke up, he was completely numb.

There is also a trace of reluctance to face it—she must have been obsessed with ghosts at the time, so she pressed people down and kept kissing.

But from the beginning to the end, the memory is clear. Except for words, Lu Xi did not take the initiative. On the contrary, the one who took the initiative to probe and finally indulged in it. That stupid person who was dazzled by beauty was her, Song Le .

"..."

Regretfully and guiltily, she glanced at Lu Xi whose lips were accidentally bitten, Song Le felt a little depressed, and wanted to refute something, but had nothing to say.

On the other side, Lu Xi caressed the slightly broken lips with his thumb, and smiled like a gorgeous flower, still in full bloom: "Miss sister, this time you voluntarily, you can't play tricks."

It is obvious that he is the one who plays tricks every time, but now he asks others to do the same thing.

Song Le's face was dark, and he reluctantly said: "...um."

After thinking about it, she was still unwilling: "I will add another one in the future, you are not allowed to seduce me, not even a little bit."

Lu Xi simply blinked: "Why? It's my freedom to seduce you or not."

"It's my freedom to drive you away or not." Song Le said angrily.

It was rare for Lu Xi to be choked, and after a while, he said aggrieved again in a low voice: "But, you were also very comfortable just now, but I just..."

The tone of the accusation made Song Le's face flush even more, and he clenched his fists to control himself from doing anything.