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

Shen Ruoyi remained calm and looked at her quietly, the wine smudged her bright face even more red, her smile was like a spring breeze, and those bright red lips were always tempting him.

If one day, with her appearance, she told him to want her, he would be willing to die immediately the next moment.

As soon as Song Le drank this kind of wine, she became very talkative. She held the wine glass in one hand and wrapped his arms around him and said, "Shen Ruoyi, I knew you——you would be so powerful."

Shen Ruoyi wrapped her fingers around her black and soft hair, and asked softly, "How do you know?"

"Of course it's because... I'm smart." Song Le's moist eyes flashed with laughter.

Looking at this illogical appearance, one can tell that he is drunk.

But Shen Ruoyi liked it so much that her heart ached and she was almost bewildered by it.

At home, A Niang would never allow Song Le to drink anything other than sleeping wine.

It's because once she gets drunk, she will definitely mess around, hugging people around, not letting go, and going along with the chatter.

Shen Ruoyi was once done by her like this.

It was also the only time she was drunk before - she was repeatedly ordered to stay away from alcohol, and to go as far as she could.

That time, because he was at home and there were other people, he could only remain motionless and look at a loss.

God knows how irritated he was when she was pulled away, how much he wanted to respond to her, overwhelm her, and make her unable to bite other words except his name.

But this time, no one came to disturb her, Shen Ruoyi let her hold her and let her do everything.

Song Le was so dizzy from drinking, it was like dancing on the clouds, floating lightly and spinning.

She put her hands on his shoulders, leaned her head on them, and managed to stabilize a little.

The other hand hung down weakly, groping around him unconsciously, and suddenly brushed against something hot and hard.

She was puzzled, stopped muttering endlessly, groped back, shook hands, but still couldn't figure out what it was, and then squeezed again.

Shen Ruoyi snorted and grabbed her wrist.His complexion was subtle, and his husky voice was like the sounds of nature.

He smiled lowly: "This is a bit too much."

Excessive?

Song Le's drunken eyes were half-closed, and curiosity welled up. Could it be that this guy secretly hid something good, and she couldn't even touch it even if she moved it?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"You are too much, there are good things... unexpectedly, hiccups are hidden, even I can't touch them..."

"Stingy." Song Le snorted.

good stuff?

Tibetan?

Shen Ruoyi was speechless, she lowered her eyes to meet her aggrieved and unhappy eyes, and after a long time "helplessly" compromised: "Well, I won't hide it, you can do whatever you want..."

Song Le was satisfied with this.

Showing a foolish smile of triumph, he thought he had earned it.

Shen Ruoyi held her hand, guiding her to hold herself slowly.

The moment he really touched it, his breathing obviously sank, and he couldn't help but narrow his beautiful eyes.

"Ha... this is a very fragile thing, you have to be gentle..." the young man's lips were satisfied, his voice trembled slightly, and he leaned on her head and instructed.

Song Le thinks about it too, otherwise what would Shen Ruoyi be so precious just now.

She lowered her strength, but after a while, she was still confused, so she asked, "It's so hot, what is it?"

Shen Ruoyi didn't answer immediately, and after a few breaths, the sweet vibrato lingered in her ears: "You, so smart, guess..."

He raised his head, slightly parted his lips to pant, and his eyes were filled with a thin mist of despondency.

Looking at her confused expression, she couldn't help thinking, if she knew what she was doing, how would she react?