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

Shi Zhuo laughed when he heard this.

He murmured ambiguously, "Sister, do you think I look like an angel?"

Song Le: ... In theory, yes.

"The angel is going to hug you now, can you?"

"what?"

"Don't refuse."

"..."

?hug?

What a hug!

A pair of hands stretched in from the hem of the nightdress and squeezed between her legs, breaking Song Le's last beautiful fantasy.

The hands moved gently, as if treating a work of art with care and profanity.

... Song Le immediately lay down on the pillow, his eyelashes trembling.

are you crazy!Shameless.asshole.nasty.shameless!

Well.

Woo woo woo.

Shi Zhuo teased her with one hand, seeing her blushing and clenching the back of her hand, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

He raised another hand, kissed the sculpted figure on the lower lip, and then carefully put it back into the box.

The bottom of the eyes is dark and lingering.

Only Song Le's poetry is an angel.do you know.senior sister.

……

Time is fleeting.

Soon it was the day of early graduation, and Shi Zhuo's appetite had already approached the normal range.

But Song Le's lethargy went up another notch.

As soon as he got in the car, he was hugged by Shi Zhuo, and fell asleep leaning on his chest.

It's not that Shi Zhuo didn't notice her drowsiness, but after seeing the doctor several times, they only said that it was because of the hot weather.

He didn't care too much.

Humming softly a lullaby to coax the child, Shi Zhuo glanced at the passing scenery outside the window, his eyes were dark and stern, yet warm from time to time.

……

When Song Le woke up, he just arrived at his destination.

After getting out of the car in a daze, she saw clearly and was surprised.

It is a manor, covering an area so large that it cannot be seen at a glance, with a retro and solemn atmosphere.

Walked in and was led straight up to the second floor.

enter the room.

"Senior sister, I'll change clothes first, and we'll go somewhere later." Shi Zhuo kissed the corner of her lips, and said affectionately.

"Okay." The boy's kiss was jelly-flavored today, Song Le rolled his eyes from the kiss, and obediently responded.

After Shi Zhuo entered the bathroom, Song Le relaxed. He sat on the chair with his legs crossed, his hands on his knees, and his fingers twisted back and forth.

There seemed to be a lot of thoughts in my mind, but it seemed to be empty and I didn't think about anything.

Song Le was startled suddenly when the voice of "No Evil" was heard.

"How? Can you still refuse decisively now?"

"..." Responding for a second or two, Song Le hesitated, but still said: "Yes."

Although, the love for Shi Zhuo has increased a lot, but reason can still overcome emotion.

Song Le's fingers that had been twisted suddenly stopped, and he was sure that his heart was settled down.

……

Not long after, Shizhuo came out of the bathroom.

Well, okay, Shi Zhuo.

Dressed like an English gentleman, with a small bow tie on his slender neck, a half-smile on his lips, silver hair and green eyes, he is so charming that he is not like an ordinary human teenager.

"Sister." He called her softly and blinked.

"Huh?" Song Le's heart moved, she blushed uncomfortably, and looked away.

"Sister's dress is this." He rang the bell, and soon a servant brought in a light blue floor-length dress.

Song Le was surprised, the dress was simple and beautiful, clear and graceful, she liked it very much.

"I knew my senior would like it." Shi Zhuo bent his eyes, kissed the corner of her lips, handed the skirt to her, and then thoughtfully took it out the door, leaving her to change.

After changing her clothes and the servant braided her hair, Song Le got into the car with him.

The car left the manor and drove towards the bustling center.