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

In the steamy and hot bathroom, Song Le barely stood still by leaning on the wall, his legs were still trembling uncontrollably.

Really...a physical strength that doesn't match her cute appearance.

She turned on the shower, let the hot water fall on her body to rinse, couldn't help thinking about the scene just now, and then blushed and annoyed.

Must be crazy for this to happen again.

More than once!

Her mind was confused. After washing, she wrapped herself in a bath towel, opened the door and buried her head in it. Enduring the weakness of her legs, she quickly walked past him without saying a word.

Lu Xi pursed her lips, and whispered to her hasty back: "Miss, my quilt can't sleep anymore, can I..."

Song Le was silent, why she couldn't sleep, it was also her reason.

So in the end, no accident, Lu Xi slept with her on her little bed.

The young man has a faint fragrance of shower gel, and the delicate collarbone exposed from the soft fleece pajamas is particularly alluring.

After turning on the light, Song Le said goodnight uncomfortably, but he seemed not yet sleepy, turned to face her, and asked clearly and expectantly in the dark: "Miss sister, you just now."

Hearing the words just now, Song Le instantly exploded like a cat that exploded. She covered his mouth with her hand and said shamefully, "Shut up and go to sleep."

Lu Xi was not as she wished, and smiled, sticking out the tip of her tongue to lick her palm mischievously, Song Le trembled for a moment, and hurriedly withdrew her hand.

"Why do you have to be duplicity, isn't it good to be honest?" Lu Xi posted it, and said softly, "It's human nature to feel happy and comfortable. So, Miss Sister, don't be ashamed. I'm very happy to make you comfortable."

The young man's voice was like magic, bewitching her ears and tense nerves, but the blunt words made Song Le choke, and could only turn around and curl up, ignoring him.

Behind her invisible back, Lu Xi's eyes softened a little.

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Since then, for more than a month, like a derailed train, it got faster and faster, and it drove out of Song Le's control.

The cover of the MV album that I collaborated with Wei Rong, for some unknown reason, was sent back and demanded to be redesigned.

Because of her increasing exposure, the food column hosted by her has also received widespread attention. The number of Weibo fans is rising slowly, and a new number will change almost every few minutes.

As for the biggest surprise...

In "The Goddess in Love", she and the CP of Lu Xi's group have received more and more attention and support, and their popularity has skyrocketed, staying at a high level. The public opinion has changed from scolding and not being optimistic at the beginning to forming a group every day to ask for candy on Weibo. , The support club even held high the banner of "air strike" every day, waving crazily on Weibo to Aite her and Lu Xi.

Even if you want to pretend you didn't see it.

What's more, the quilt that was killed that day never came back, and the little bastard Lu Xi shamelessly occupied her bed, insisting on pestering her to sleep with her every day.

That's not the worst.

The hardest thing is that since that time, almost every two days, I will half-push and half-stop... um.

Song Le had a headache, his legs were weak, and he had to face the little wolf dog's resentful eyes, as well as——

"Wow...Miss, look at this." Lu Xi covered the quilt, leaned against the head of the bed, and checked Weibo, interrupting her reading from time to time.

Song Le's hands pressing the pages of the book were heavy, and then he endured it, turned his head, gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter?"

Lu Xi said coquettishly, "How can you say 'again', are you impatient with me, you..."