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

Open the door, the room is cold and dark.

Song Le turned on the light according to his memory, and the dim yellow soft light instantly lit up the casual and comfortable apartment.

After seeing it clearly, Ye Han slightly opened his lips.

The first time he took the elevator, he held her hand nervously, and he was even more surprised by the clean and modern everything in front of him.

In contrast, he...

"Ye Han, Ye Han?"

Her strange calling sounded clear in his ear, Ye Han came back to his senses, blinked at her, with embarrassment and embarrassment on his cheeks and said: "Your house is so beautiful."

When Song Le heard this, her heart almost softened. Listen, these simple words made her want to treat Ye Han even better.

She smiled and said, "Come here, I'll show you the room where you sleep."

Taking out brand new slippers from the shoe cabinet, Song Le led him to the guest room.

The apartment has two bedrooms and one living room, one is her bedroom and the other is used as a study. There is a foldable soft sofa bed, and the quilt on it is also unbelievably soft.

Ye Han carefully put his schoolbag on the chair in front of the desk, and scanned the room in a daze.

Is this the first time you have seen such a place?

Seeing this, Song Le comforted him: "Don't be restrained, I live here alone, so you don't have to be polite with me."

Ye Han nodded, hummed, turned his gaze back to her face, pursed his lips slightly, and his smile was especially cute and innocent.

After almost a day of exhaustion, Song Le boiled hot water and taught him how to use the shower, which side of the water is hot and which side is cool.

But when he handed him the bath towel, he heard Ye Han refuse in a warm voice: "You wash it first, otherwise what should I do if there is no hot water later?"

Song Le smiled, how could there be no hot water so soon, this is not a mountain.

But in order to take care of his kindness, Song Le thought about it, nodded and agreed: "Okay, then watch TV for a while."

Ye Han did as he said, and then sat on the sofa, staring at the TV screen, but his heart was disturbed by the fuzzy sound of splashing water, and he couldn't think about anything else.

After a long while, Song Le finally washed all the showers for the past month, and then came out in pajamas.

Short clothes and shorts, with suspenders on the upper body, after Song Le got out of habit, he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly called out: "Ye Han, go wash it quickly."

Then walked quickly back to the bedroom to change into another short sleeve,

But Ye Han inadvertently saw her silhouette, her soft and slender arms, and... her well-developed chest.

His eyes seemed to have been scalded, and he immediately retracted.

Walking into the bathroom with a change of clothes, Ye Han was still a little unconscious, his eyes were withdrawn, but his consciousness was still entangled in it.

Even the scented perfume mist left in the bathroom suddenly became stronger.

When the shower was turned on, Ye Han's big clear eyes were gradually covered with mist, and the tip of his nose was lingering with the faint fragrance left by the person who took a bath last time, he... was a little moved uncontrollably.

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The next day.

Song Le woke up naturally from sleep, rubbed his eyes and opened the door. When he walked to the bathroom, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure who seemed to be sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Opening his eyes wide, he saw Ye Han, who was already neatly dressed, sitting there calmly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sensing her gaze, he raised his head, and almost subconsciously showed a cute smile, showing the sharp little canine teeth at a glance.

"you're awake?"

"Hmm... how long have you been up?" Song Le looked at the clock on the wall with a guilty conscience, the hour hand was pointing to ten.

Well.

Ye Han understood what she meant, with a smile on his face, he said indifferently, "It's okay."