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

Touching those soft and tender lips lightly, An Cheng squinted his eyes. Her passive and ignorant reaction made him intoxicated, indulged, and deepened further.

Song Le groaned, and opened his eyes wide, from being nervous at the beginning to getting used to being careful, and finally losing his rhythm completely, and was taken away by An Cheng.

Finally, when he came back to his senses, Song Le was already pressed on the bed, An Cheng's collar was a little messy, his dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and his moist eyes made him want to kiss.

After taking action, he heard her low voice: "An Cheng..."

The soft and somewhat dazed voice made him unconsciously soft-hearted.

"Would you hate me like this?" He said lightly, but his heart was full of uneasiness.

Song Le was stunned by such a sudden question, then shook his head: "No."

At most, she just didn't know what to do, didn't know where to put her hands and feet, and her heartbeat was so fast that she wanted to run away...

"Then what if it's someone else?" An Cheng's eyes relaxed slightly, but the next question still involved his mood.

Song Le couldn't understand the meaning of his question, but still tried to imagine, if the person who treated her like this just now was not An Cheng, but someone else.

However, I can't imagine, if it weren't for An Cheng, she would have a resistance and rejection from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing her expression, An Cheng didn't need to wait for her to form words, he loosened his furrowed eyebrows, and said with a slight smile: "Okay, I get it, be good, get ready to sleep."

The pressure on his body left immediately, Song Le was still a little uncertain when he saw that he was so easy to talk.

Cautiously asked: "... Is the account settled?"

It's good that she didn't mention this episode, but when she mentioned it, An Cheng's mood of being pleased just now became a little hazy again.

After turning off the lights, the two of them were covered with a big quilt, and the room was filled with warmth. A little distance away, An Cheng asked softly, "Why did you give the phone number to other boys?"

Song Lezheng felt drowsy, and the first moment he heard this, he wanted to say no, but after a few seconds of slow reaction, he slowly recalled the only strike-up he received at the playground that day.

Feeling guilty, the real reason was too shameful, so she couldn't help lying a little: "It's my birthday, so I'll give it to me if I'm happy."

An Cheng leaned over: "Then what should I do?"

Song Le was dumbfounded, what should An Cheng do?

At that time, she didn't know what to do with An Cheng, she was impatient, and betrayed herself by revealing her intelligence: "I don't know, at that time, you forgot my birthday."

After she finished speaking, she immediately regretted it, wishing to shoot herself to death—this IQ is so limited that she can't stand it anymore, okay?

Sure enough, as thoughtful as An Cheng, he figured out the reason in just a few seconds, and the thorn in his heart was completely uprooted.

He smiled lowly and hugged her: "Wrong, I didn't forget, I just wanted to surprise you."

Unexpectedly, it turned into a shock in the end.

But it doesn't matter that he is in a happy mood now.

Feeling the complete melting of the ice around An Cheng, Song Le relaxed, and smiled and rubbed against An Cheng after hearing that sentence: "Okay, I will delete it tomorrow."

Then, without waiting for his reply, he couldn't help but yawned a little.

"Go to sleep." An Cheng kissed her on the forehead, with tenderness in his eyes, he couldn't help laughing: such a stupid person, why doesn't he take good care of him?

What's more, he blocked that person a long time ago, so why did he wait for her to come?

Fool.

An Cheng hugged her tightly, buried her in the soft neck, and fell asleep peacefully, having a good night's sleep.