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

An Cheng was startled.

Is this...the menstrual period?

When he was in a daze, Song Le happened to be so cold that he couldn't bear it anymore. He was half asleep and half awake struggling to cover himself with the quilt, his sleepy eyes were slightly opened, and he saw the person beside the bed in a daze. soft brother.

An Cheng's heart softened, and he smoothed the soft broken hair on her forehead, and shook her hand again, it was cold, and his complexion was not very good, after carefully wrapping her in the quilt, he said softly: "I'm going to buy something .”

Song Le was still sleepy, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and hummed softly, still vaguely a little strange.

What should An Cheng bother to buy in person...

When she was almost asleep and turned over and was about to sit up, Song Le froze suddenly.

Wait, wait, this familiar turbulence.

not……

Song Le lay on the bed and didn't dare to move for a while, countless thoughts flashed in his mind.

Among them, what made her want to beat the ground the most was that she might have soiled An Cheng's bed.

Given An Cheng's obsession with cleanliness, he would probably throw her out with her bed and her body, right?Song Le was at a loss and buried his headache in the pillow.

Or should she consciously pack up and leave, and then write a self-criticism?

That's the only way to go, Song Le closed his eyes in embarrassment, made up his mind to get up, and saw An Cheng walking in with another bag.

"Baby woke up?" There was a hint of indifference and hoarseness between a teenager and a young man in the pleasant voice.

"Brother, brother..." Song Le choked, and retracted into the quilt again, while thinking about how to get away with it first, while blinking at his bag.

"Brother, what did you buy?" She looked for a topic.

An Cheng didn't answer her question, but rubbed her head amusedly and said, "Baby, you've grown up, you know?"

Song Le's blinking rate slowed down, and he couldn't react for a moment—what grew up?

A few seconds later, thinking of that possible direction, she suddenly blushed.

But he still didn't give up and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what, what has grown up?"

He pursed his lips, and took out a few packs of things that Song Le was very familiar with from the bag. Now, even if Song Le wanted to deceive himself, he couldn't do it anymore.

How did An An Ancheng know?

Song Le suddenly remembered that when he came back, she was naked and curled up into a ball, it couldn't be blood... soiled her pants, was she seen?

Woo, she was wearing a pair of snow-white...sweatpants. Thinking of that embarrassing scene, Song Le wished she could tuck herself into the quilt.

Seeing her dumbfounded look, An Cheng thought she didn't understand these things, and his heart became softer, and said: "Hey, come out, I'll let the nanny teach you."

Song Le bit her lips, looked up at him and said, "I... seem to have dirty my brother's bed, what should I do?"

Won't be beaten to death?

Unexpectedly, An Cheng not only rubbed her ears nonchalantly, but also said indifferently: "What should I do, of course I took it and washed it off."

"Aren't you going to throw it away..." Song Le was a little surprised, and asked in a low voice with wide eyes.

"Of course I don't throw it away. It's a very commemorative thing, isn't it?" An Cheng's usually indifferent eyes seemed to flicker, and a gentle expression appeared on his beautiful and delicate face, which made Song Le tremble. How could I forget, An Cheng is a pervert.

However, perverts don't change like this, Song Le wants to cry.

She braced herself and slowly crawled out of the bed. An Cheng thought she was slow because she was uncomfortable. After all, she heard that a girl's menstrual period may be painful, so she pursed her lips and gently pushed her horizontally Pick it up and walk downstairs.