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

The slightly hoarse voice was low, like the melodious sound of a cello, pleasing the ears.

Song Le's face flushed immediately, and said: "Don't, don't, I don't want to be so nauseated that I can't eat anything."

After half a year of civilized life, I can't bear to see such a bloody scene...

"Let's go back to the cave." Yan Han let go of her cheeks, took her hand, and walked towards the cave familiarly.

Along the way, you can clearly feel the change of climate. The wind, sand and rocks are mixed with a little cold flying frost, and a thin layer of ice has formed on the lake.

Song Le couldn't help wrapping his coat tightly, and when he was shrinking his neck, he was pulled into his arms by a certain boss.

Although the speed of travel has decreased slightly, but... Song Le lowered his head and smiled like an idiot.

It doesn't matter if the boss is always so strong in action and can't speak nice words, she still likes it very much.

Go back to the cave.

At a glance, the big fruits and meat stored were still intact, Song Le hurriedly ran to miss, squatted down, and picked up one of the most beautiful big fruits, his eyes sparkled.

The boss also came to her side, squatted halfway beside her, and chuckled faintly.

Such a gentle boss was something she would never have imagined half a year ago.

Song Le blinked, looked at him, and suddenly leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips.

Then he was met with the familiar indifference and ridicule: "If you have the guts, kiss me a little bit."

Song Le choked, and whispered: "...No, I won't."

After the fire was lit, a huge thick animal skin was used to block the entrance of the cave, and Song Le and Yan Han sat by the fire and chatted one after another.

——Of course, what's more, Song Le tearfully complained about his past.

"Do you know that you used to pinch and pinch me so that my whole body hurts?"

Yan Han: "..."

The boss had nothing to say for the first time.

But soon, he spoke again, and said lightly, "It seems like it's time to sleep."

Song Le just stretched out his paws to the big fruit, when he heard this sentence, he was taken aback and said, "Ah? It's still early, isn't it?"

"It's late."

Yan Han didn't give her time to talk nonsense, and after finishing speaking in a low voice, he got up and spread the animal skin.

This familiar scene...

Song Le's right eyelid twitched, and couldn't help but said, "I, I want to ask, is it literally sleeping?"

Yan Han raised his eyes, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "It's a normal sleep."

"..."

……

The down jacket was taken off to the side, and the rest of the clothes were scattered near the animal skin one by one. Song Le only had a hip-length white shirt left, and his whole body was tensed to support his shoulders.

Yan Han lowered his eyes, and seemed to have an imperceptible smile. He teased lightly one after another, and asked hoarsely, "Why are you so reserved at home?"

Um.Home.

Song Le was biting his lips and enduring, when he heard this sentence out of the blue, he looked at him dimly, as if he was in doubt.

"What... what." As soon as he asked in a low voice, his movements speeded up unexpectedly, meeting those slightly narrowed eyes, Song Le couldn't bear to hug him, and a low whimper sounded from his throat.

At home, she always seemed shy, making sure to turn off the lights and close her eyes when undressing.

Here, with the flickering flames and the crackling sound, she didn't feel so restrained.

……

Then it was the big brother's favorite back position, Song Le hugged a ball of blanket, bit his lip and whimpered, the whole person wanted to cry.

half a month.

What half a month.

Did she really think she was traveling?

……

It seemed like he had endured it for a long time, but Yan Han had no restraint this night, and when Song Le finally fell asleep, his whole body was going weak.

The whole body was in a mess, after a simple cleaning, he was hugged by him, curled up in the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.