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

One person bites half of it, Shi Zhuo bites until Gu Panchun feels alive, and Song Le bites until his face is expressionless.

After finally 'feeding', Song Le was relieved, just about to get up, but was pressed down on the waist, and fell onto Shi Zhuo unexpectedly.

Then hearing a low smile, Song Le's heart tightened.

"Senior sister is delicious, how can it be so delicious." Shi Zhuo said softly.

Then he raised his head and kissed the corner of her lips.

"...Well, let go." Song Le was almost numb by his small movements, and kept silent before pretending to be calm.

"Don't let it go." Shi Zhuo liked it more and more, and acted like a baby to others without letting go.

……

Finally got rid of this sticky gluttony, Song Le let out a sigh of relief with a headache.

Sure enough, after this moment, almost all the girls in the restaurant saw this scene, and they were probably desperately trying to think of her and Shi Zhuo as a pair of Lily.

Who would have thought that Shi Zhuo, who is as beautiful as an immaculate elf, would be a young boy.

But fortunately, he was a young man, Song Le, who would never want Lily, thought wildly in his mind.

night.

Song Le refused to wear that extremely short nightdress no matter what.

"It's worn out, it's worn out, why are boys so squeamish..." When Song Counselor's anger level was zero, he still didn't dare to confront Shi Zhuo, so he could only mutter in a low voice.

Shizhuo's hearing is particularly sensitive, and he can hear clearly, so he can't help but laugh.

She coquettishly said softly, "Of course it's for the sake of making my senior sister love me."

"..."

If he hadn't seen Shi Zhuo's cruel bloodthirsty, Song Le would have almost believed it.

"Stop making trouble, go take a shower..." Song Le blushed and said in embarrassment.

In the end, she still didn't change into the shameless nightgown. It's one thing to be two girls, but it's another thing to sleep with a lady who pretends to be a loli.

When Shi Zhuo saw the old and rough pajamas on her, his expression moved.

Finally, in desperation, she took out a new set of long pajamas, made of the same soft silk fabric as that nightdress.

So Song Le went to the bathroom to change again.

After coming out, it was Shizhuo's turn to take a bath. Before going in, Song Le was pressed on the bed by him, did nothing, but asked her with a smile, "Which one would you like to see?"

"Which one?"

"Do you want to see Shi Zhuo, or Shi Zhuo?" asked softly with a half-smile.

Song Le thought about it seriously at first, but after catching a glimpse of the mockery in his eyes, he suddenly realized:

This man is lying to her again!

What kind of poetry is burning, isn't it all about him.

This question is the same as 'do you like me or do you like me'.

So she said in embarrassment: "It's up to you."

"Don't let me go, I want my senior to take care of me, and take care of me strictly." He said lightly but seriously, with a clear possessive desire in his lake-like eyes.

Song Le suddenly thought, where did he read such a sentence.

Possessive people usually also like to be possessed by a strong and all-round way, only in this way can they feel safe.

But... How could a person like Shizhuo lack a sense of security?

This idea only passed in my mind for a moment, and then it was left behind. Song Le shook his head, not paying attention.

But if you don't care, it's like this, when the bathroom door opened, Song Le still couldn't read the book in his hand, and couldn't help but look up.

A snow-white towel was placed on top of his head temporarily, Shi Zhuo turned off the light, and then began to wipe his wet silver hair.

Seeing her staring at him all the time, he couldn't help but smile softly.