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

I still like it, I like it so much that I'm going crazy.

Because a little bit is good, but the heart softens into a puddle of water again.

Ye Han put her on the bed well, silently, lying on his side, his eyes were all on her.

Quiet sleeping face, carefree appearance, beautiful eyebrows and eyes are all calm.

Ye Han stretched out his hand, put the back of his hand against her soft cheek, and stroked it slowly.

He has thought of many ways...

Lock her up, chain her up, hide her where she won't be found, day and night.

Or find medicine to treat depression and calm anxiety, secretly take it for her every day, and wait for her to gradually become dull, forgetful, and difficult to live normally, until finally she can only rely on him.

……

What a misfortune to have had someone as dark and terrifying as him.

Ye Han gently kissed the center of her brow, and then she subconsciously rubbed her against her, and naturally raised his hand to wrap his arms around the back of her neck.

But even so, she would still be happy because of such a little bit of tenderness, and giggle like a fool.

Ye Han tried his best to squeeze the corners of his lips, and embraced her.

The question just now was to give her a chance, and also to give myself a chance.

However, every answer made him more afraid and insecure.

"Huh? What should I do with you?" Ye Han's eyes were still clean, but not as bright as before, and he whispered softly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to be responding to him, and slipped into his arms, moaning softly, as if begging for mercy.

A rare cute show of weakness.

Ye Han immediately became at a loss, his eyes filled with tenderness.

After all, I am not willing to hurt even a little bit, even if I can't get everything, I still can't get what I want.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you." He kissed her cheek.

The ones in the juice were ordinary sleeping pills, and he checked the dosage instructions again and again.

However, he still didn't want to give up just like that, and Ye Han's spring-like eyes gradually turned cool again.

……

When Song Le woke up, his mind was unusually drowsy and strange.

Not yet fully awake, she slowly opened her eyes, only to find that there was darkness in front of her eyes.

Did you not turn on the light?

Frowning slightly, Song Le resisted the dizziness in his head and wanted to sit up and turn on the light.

But he found that his wrist was bound by something soft.

It wasn't really dark in front of him, but was covered by a dark blindfold.

"Ye, Ye Han?" Song Le was forced to calm down for a while after being stunned for a moment, before summoning up the courage to speak in a low voice.

no respond.

But she didn't dare to speak anymore, and her brain was forced to run rapidly.

Was this robbed?

Will Ye Han be okay?

Thinking of this, she was a little annoyed and anxious, and couldn't help pulling the soft cloth that bound her wrist vigorously.

But in astonishment, she heard a crisp bell ringing, and the sound seemed to come from the end of the soft cloth that bound her wrist.

In such a quiet space, and in such a strange situation, it is especially inexplicable and frightening.

She was nervous and swallowed subconsciously.

Ear sharply caught the sound of the door being unscrewed.

Ye Han went downstairs to buy a lot of things, a small shopping bag was full, and he caught a glimpse of her tense and bewildered look.

For some reason, the pleasure of being satisfied with the desire to control and possessive floated up in my heart, and it was also bad, a little distressed.

A dozen boxes...and lubricant.

How to do it.

Ye Han's heart beat faster, he pulled off his mask, put the bag on the chair beside him, and leaned over to kiss her on the chin.

"Hmm." Song Le frowned and dodged back.

The folded quilt was placed on the head of the bed, enough for her to lean on, and she leaned back a little, and changed into a silk nightdress, and her legs and ankles were tied on both sides.