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

"I can help you escape, Shen Ruoyi won't find out." Yan Miao explained.

Song Le didn't answer immediately, even Shen Ruoyi could plot against her for selfish desire, who knows if this person can be trusted.

Yan Miao saw her expression of suspicion rather than surprise, raised her eyebrows and said, "You don't believe me? Or don't you want to leave?"

"...Why help me?" Song Le was silent for a long time, then slowly sat up and asked.

Yan Miao raised her chin slightly, and said, "I'm not helping you, but Shen Ruoyi."

Seeing her puzzled frown, Yan Miao said condescendingly: "I don't care if you will regret it in the future, Shen Ruoyi is mine, and I don't allow anyone to come and rob me."

Hearing this, Song Le was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay."

……

Finally, Yan Miao said: "Half a month, give me half a month to prepare, you only need to do one thing, let Shen Ruoyi unlock this lock."

Song Le heard the words and looked at the silver lock on her wrist, which was delicate and complicated, she agreed, "Okay."

After she left, Song Le still couldn't recover for a long time, could she finally leave?

Before he could think clearly, the door was gently pushed open.

It was Shen Ruoyi, who seemed to be slightly drunk, his handsome face was stained with a touching blush, and his eyes seemed to be filled with water and tenderness.

Song Lexin tightened slightly, watched him walk over, leaned over and hugged her and lay down on the soft bed, staring at her unblinkingly with beautiful starry eyes, said softly: "It's late to come back..."

If it was the past, Song Le would just struggle to leave him indifferently, and then read his book as if he didn't notice.

But... in order to unlock this lock as soon as possible...

"Have you been drinking?" she hesitated.

Shen Ruoyi was dazed when she heard her long-lost gentle tone, pressed her forehead, which was not sober, and said suddenly: "I'm dreaming?"

Song Le shook his head and said, "If you're drunk, go to bed early."

Shen Ruoyi opened her eyes even more, seven parts drunk and three parts pleasantly surprised, holding her tender hand and covering her cheek: "You are caring about me..."

His cheeks were red and hot, Song Le wanted to withdraw his hand, but held back, and turned his eyes away: "Don't say that this kind of thing is there or not."

Shen Ruoyi was unable to react for a long time, but she seemed to be extraordinarily docile tonight, which made him overjoyed and at a loss for what to do.

He unbuttoned his belt, and opened the loose front of his clothes slightly, revealing his fair chest. Song Le withdrew his hands uncomfortably and said, "Go and wash, I'm sleepy, and I want to go to bed early."

The smell of wine on his body is deceptive, it's better to wash it off quickly.

It's been a long time since Shen Ruoyi heard her talk to him like this, and after she ordered her, she couldn't help being distracted, leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek, said: "Okay", then put on her clothes and went to take a bath.

Song Le waited for him to leave, rubbed the silver lock on his wrist, gritted his teeth and made a decision.

After a while, Shen Ruoyi finished bathing, blew out the candle, went to bed and hugged her, the fragrant and clean breath enveloped her, Song Le patiently obeyed.

She is so obedient, Shen Ruoyi is afraid that it will be a flash in the pan, and pesters her and refuses to let her sleep.

"Why are you so obedient tonight?" Shen Ruoyi couldn't help kissing her again and again, rubbing her earlobe lightly and asked.

Song Le endured it, and finally pulled his hand away, and said in silence for a while: "It's nothing, I just want to try."

try what.

it goes without saying.

After Shen Ruoyi understood, her heart beat wildly, and her lower body gradually raised her head and became high-spirited. He pursed his lips and squinted his eyes restrainedly. After Song Le felt it, his face turned even paler under the light of the moon.

——She still has lingering fears.