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

"Eh?"

Because of this casual sentence, Ye Han's heart beat wildly, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

"Well, we can make two quilts."

In fact, think about it, it's nothing, Song Le said lightly.

Even though it was reluctant, it was still possible for two people to sleep in Ye Han's bed. Moreover, she understood Ye Han, be obedient, and don't need to worry.

So it was decided.

It's just... "I don't sleep well." Ye Han said slightly embarrassed.

"Sleeping picture?"

"Yes," Ye Han said with difficulty, "may kick people, drop the blanket..."

That child-like embarrassment made Song Le amused and soft-hearted.

"It's okay, I, I can bear it." Song Le replied somewhat uncertainly.

Maybe they fought in a dream, or maybe, Song Le was worried for a second.

But no matter what, Ye Han couldn't be allowed to sleep on the muddy floor. Thinking of this, his thoughts became firm again.

Therefore, Ye Han washed up much faster than usual.

In the past, I had to read a book for a while before going to bed, but today, I just saw her sitting cross-legged on the side of his bed casually, wearing pink and blue soft pajamas...

Fair neck, slightly exposed collarbone, those unguarded peach blossom eyes.

It has appeared in his dreams countless times.

For the first time, Ye Han was glad that the pants he was wearing were loose, otherwise... he would have been betrayed.

Unable to control the reaction completely, Ye Han's heart trembled, his eyelashes trembled, and he tried his best to purse his lips.

Fortunately, it was covered by the dim light, otherwise the blush on his face would be clearly visible.

After all, he was just a 16-year-old boy, no matter how restrained he was, it was hard to remain indifferent.

When he walked to the bed, his heart was already beating like a beating.

But when he spoke, his tone was still calm and gentle: "Sleep? Or play for a while?"

Song Le blinked and said, "I'm not sleepy yet, why don't we talk."

"Okay." Ye Han smiled softly from the bottom of his eyes.

Turn off the lights, the room is deserted and dark.

It was shady and cool in the mountains, and it was almost late autumn, Song Le nestled under the quilt and slept against the wall.

Ye Han turned around and faced her, his heart beating violently.

In the darkness, more and more things are just around the corner, and dark desires are growing.

"Ye Han, are you sleepy?" But her voice was so casual and cheerful, she didn't understand his depression and struggle at all.

"...not sleepy." The boy warmed his tone slightly, and then leaned closer to her relyingly.

"Hmm." Song Le didn't know what to say for a while, but it wasn't embarrassing, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

After a long silence, Song Le gradually felt a little drowsy, and asked casually in a daze, "Ye Han, what kind of life do you want to live in the future?"

The slightly sleepy voice made Ye Han's heart tremble slightly.

"I...I think," he couldn't help but pause, with a pure tone, "I want to be with the person I like forever."

Finally said so in a low voice.

the person I like?

Hearing this, Song Le woke up a little bit, and asked curiously, "Do you have someone you like?"

Ye Han responded vaguely.

It seems that they don't want others to know.

But Song Le became more and more curious, and started teasing her, jokingly said: "Then how do you want to be with her forever?"

Ye Han was at a loss for words, and with the moonlight shining in, he could barely see the pretty face of the person in front of him, but he could only suppress the impulse.

"I don't know." The young boy's voice was at a loss.

...Of course, it is to make her his own, and to protect it to the death so that no one else can see it.

"Work hard...Ye Han, you are so kind, you will definitely achieve what you want." Moved by the green eyes, Song Le couldn't help stretching out his hand and rubbing his head.