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

Shen Ruoyi met her resisting eyes, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Do you... like me a little bit?"

Song Le paused for a while, holding his hands tightly, "I don't know."

"But if you lock me up like this, I will never like you." She said firmly.

……

After a long time, Shen Ruoyi said in a low voice: "Okay. I see."

Gently hugging her to the bed and wrapping her in a quilt, Shen Ruoyi took out a small box from the hidden place of the desk, and there was a delicate silver key in the box.

Song Le stared blankly at the shackles on her wrists that had been handcuffed for a month, and now they were finally untied, and after falling off, she was still a little dazed.

Shen Ruoyi gently rubbed her wrist. There was a soft cloth quilt inside the silver cuffs, which would not hurt her, but he was still cautious.

While the candle was flickering, he focused on stroking the side face of her wrist, elegant and gentle, it was hard to believe that this was the same person who brutally raped her before.

Gentle as the moon, yet as cold as ice.

After Shen Ruoyi finished kneading, she raised her hand to grab her chin, and kissed her.

The tenderness of the lips and teeth, licking and licking softly, is like treating a treasure.

Song Le was stunned for a moment, but he didn't refuse, and let him kiss silently.

She is obviously not a very 'expensive' person, but this person, as if in his eyes, she is his whole world.

At the end of the kiss without any lust, only cherished, Shen Ruoyi hugged her and lay on the bed, fearing that she would be cold, and meticulously tucked her quilt before lying down casually and said: "Song Le, tomorrow... I want to go out."

Song Le didn't know why he suddenly mentioned his itinerary, so he hummed blankly.

Shen Ruoyi couldn't help but kissed the corner of her eyes again, hesitatingly said: "It may take a few days for me to come back..."

several days.

Song Le's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the days agreed with Yan Miao were also within the past few days.

"Okay." She replied with downcast eyes.

Shen Ruoyi hugged her tightly.

"If you feel bored, let someone take you around the small garden, feed the fish, and plant the flowers and plants that you have always loved," Shen Ruoyi said again: "Put on more clothes, don't feel cold anymore, I, I can't see you suffering."

"I also brought back the new storybook, read it slowly, it's all what you like. When I come back, I'll bring you your favorite food, and we'll go shopping at the night market together..." He babbled, whispering one thing after another, Even herself, she couldn't think of it being so thoughtful.

Song Le didn't know what to say, so he could only answer one sentence after another.

For some reason, her eyes were a little hot, she nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "...You, take good care of yourself too."

It's the last time I care about him.

After Shen Ruoyi heard the words, the words in her throat disappeared instantly, and she stared at her blankly.

After a long time, he showed an expression that wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, and said incoherently: "Okay, I, okay, I will, I will come back soon... I will miss you."

Song Le suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

——Why should he be so humble.

Shen Ruoyi finally fell asleep with a smile on her lips.

Little did he know that everything he thought was getting better was actually just a flashback.

……

The next night, Yan Miao came in with a set of servant clothes.

Song Le nodded and put it on, and looked at the bright red bed and the notebooks neatly placed on it, she knew that in one of the books was the painting that Shen Ruoyi anxiously gave her, and there were also his strokes on it. her name.

Not far behind, followed his name.

It seemed that somewhere in the world, he would do the same, always following her neither far nor near.

dance to tune.Never give up.

"……"goodbye.

Song Le said silently to the empty air, she will hide away, and leave this plane when she returns from being a good person.