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

After closing the door of the reading room and closing the curtain, Song Le nestled in the arms of You Qi, a big brother who felt safe, and slept soundly all night.

I thought it would last a few days like this, but I didn't expect that the next morning——

As soon as he woke up and came out of the bathroom, he heard a faint noise, and Song Le hurriedly looked out from the window of the library.

The drowsiness disappeared, and his expression suddenly changed. The street outside was almost completely surrounded by armed vehicles, and the army could still be vaguely seen...?

Song Le almost thought he was wrong.

However, she rubbed her eyes, and when she looked over again, she could see more clearly what kind of terrifying weapons those people standing solemnly were carrying...

Her heart was almost hanging in her throat, Song Le covered her heart that was beating terribly in an instant.

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, no matter how tough the boss is, how can he get away with so many people who are so densely packed that they are almost blinding others?

If that's the case, she... can't do anything.

Song Le couldn't help but clenched his fists irritably, his head was in chaos.

After finally calming down, he decided to think about the escape route later, but he heard a cold and lazy voice coming from behind him, just waking up.

"looking at what?"

Her waist was encircled, and the boss's chin rested on her shoulders, casually looking at the densely packed people outside who seemed to be about to start searching.

"Who are you looking for?" In fact, he didn't need to ask, he could guess pretty well.

There was no emotion in the boy's indifferent eyes.

The time he stayed before had made him roughly understand his value to these people.

His blood can save lives.

As for vaccines, plagues, and infectious agents, she had explained them to him.

The look of despair at that time was not a lie.Plus that piece of paper I saw yesterday...

The teenager pursed his lips.

She said she didn't want to save her, was it against her will?

After all, I still have feelings for my own race.The young man no longer looked at the unsightly creatures outside, he tilted his head and caught her earlobe in surprise, feeling her sudden trembling and embarrassment, and the corners of his lips softened a little.

Since she doesn't want him to be wronged, then it's not impossible for him to try to save her, such useless fellows.

"How to read?"

This period of time is not long or short, but it is enough for him to communicate freely.

It was just those things written literally, such as yesterday's piece of paper, but he couldn't understand any of them, so he could only ask in a low voice.

Song Le was taken aback, and asked: "You, why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Don't talk nonsense." The boy said coldly, impatiently biting her sensitive earlobe again.

"...Hmm." Song Le flinched uncontrollably, with a bit of aggrieved expression on his face.

After that, he found a few dictionaries through the search system. Song Le looked at him hesitantly, and asked repeatedly: "What are you going to do...?"

But under the increasingly cold and impatient gaze of the young man, Song Le could only shut up silently, and handed it to him without asking.

He wasn't very proficient in flipping the pages, looking at the densely packed words, his expression rarely showed a hint of embarrassment.

……

In the end, Song Le, who was forced to instruct him for a while, resisted the desperate mood of wanting to laugh, and watched him silently to continue watching.

Even those people were left behind for a while.

It wasn't until the noise grew louder that it seemed to be approaching the lobby of the library that Song Le suddenly woke up, and said in a low voice in a panic: "I can't watch it anymore, I will be caught, let's go first."

"Are you afraid of being caught?" The boy was not in a hurry, and he didn't even show any intention of leaving.

Song Le was stunned, and the puzzled look in his eyes naturally expressed—of course he was afraid, if he was caught, what's the point of escaping?