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

Song Le looked over, and was uncontrollably amazed——

The moist and slender young girl was wearing loose solid-color pajamas, just standing there was already as beautiful as a painting.Male and female are indistinguishable.

The loose and deep green eyes are like a kitten.

Meeting her gaze, Shizhuo instantly bent his eyes, smiled brightly, and walked over.

"Sister, you can go wash."

"Hmm... oh good." Song Le replied dully, barely regaining consciousness.

"Wait a minute, I prepared new pajamas for my senior."

As soon as she got up, Shi Zhuo said coquettishly after seeing the clothes in her hands.

Song Le watched in surprise as she took out a brand new pale pink suspender dress, and was silent for a moment.

After struggling for a while, Song Le still said seriously: "No need for Shi Zhuo, I, I'm more used to wearing my own."

"But this fabric is too rough, and it will wear on me."

In the end, she was completely defeated by her soft-spoken reasons.

Song Le: "...?" With a question mark on his face!

Hey, hey, how delicate is this?

Song Le held back, and moved her gaze to her sleeves sliding down a little while combing her hair, revealing her white wrists and milk-like skin, which made people's heart flutter inexplicably.

Song Le resented, well, she has rough skin and thick flesh, so there is nothing wrong with her.

In the end, I had to take the one given by Shi Zhuo to the bathroom, where there was still steam and the fragrance of flower petals.

……

After washing, Song Le walked out awkwardly——

She didn't expect that the nightdress prepared by Shi Zhuo was so strange.

The material of the fabric is indeed light as nothing, silky and supple, and she doesn't reject light pink, but... the skirt is too short.

Song Le pulled down uncomfortably, but it was still only three centimeters below her hip.

"..." So, why is Shizhuo so delicate?

She shouldn't be called Shi Zhuo, but Shi Zuo Zuo... Song Le was so embarrassed that she couldn't help but keep complaining in her heart.

On the other side, the moment the door opened, Shi Zhuo raised his head from the picture book, and the green eyes focused on her in an instant.

The feeling of dry mouth came back in an instant, and she stood at the door of the bathroom with a bath towel in her hands at a loss, her long black hair was slightly wet, and even her dazed eyebrows were also a little wet.

Looking down... Shi Zhuo's eyes were deep, and he swallowed, as if he was about to starve to death, so hungry that he could not wait to eat all the girl in front of him in the next second!

A layer of pale pink lace was gathered around the well-developed chest, and under the hem of the silky nightdress, a pair of straight and slender long legs were closed. She stood there for a while before starting to walk.

Folding the bath towel and putting it on the chair, Shi Zhuo's heart was pounding, and he licked his lips innocently, staring at her and walking to the bed.

Those green eyes, under the warm yellow wall lamp light, have a kind of breathtaking softness.

Song Le's back was chilled by the sight.

The action of slightly lifting the corner of the quilt to go to bed hesitated slightly, for some reason, Song Le had an intuition that he should stay away from Shi Zhuo.

It's not completely far away, but...it can't be so close...

"Sister, I want to hear you tell me a story." Long eyelashes fluttered, and a sweet smile filled the air.

Shi Zhuo's coquettish voice is slightly hoarse at the moment, if it weren't for the long golden hair and indistinguishable appearance, Song Le would have mistakenly thought that she was actually a teenager.

However, how is it possible.

Song Le quickly forked out this thought in his mind.

No more thinking about it, sitting on the bed, Song Le kept a distance from her, and glanced at the picture book she handed over.

Tangled: "I don't know how to tell stories..."