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

She doubted that the finger would be bitten off in one bite.

Song Le's whole body was tense, but luckily Shi Zhuo was well-measured and kept grinding her like she had no teeth.

Green eyes stared at her closely.

When get out of class was over, Song Le went to wash his hands, feeling exhausted.

Walking back to the classroom from the retro corridor, all Song Le saw were beautiful girls in pairs.

The school uniform skirt on her body is silver and white, with gold-plated edges, and the school badge of the Noble Women's Academy is pinned to her chest.

Soft and elegant speech, white stockings, black leather shoes.

It seemed to be different from those girls in her previous memory who opened their mouths with dirty words and wore dark blue school uniforms.

Looking at myself, I still wear a black and blue school uniform skirt, dark blue stockings, and small leather shoes.

If you think about it, there is actually a slight inconsistency.

So is it because of Shi Zhuo?

Before he knew it, Song Le had already walked back to the door of the classroom, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the beautiful and extraordinary Shi Zhuo eating candy at the back of the classroom.

One after another, almost without a pause, they were sent into the mouth.

Even though he eats countless high-calorie foods almost continuously throughout the day, his body is still slender and petite.

On the silver-white uniform, instead of the school badge, it was a golden cross, as well as the earrings, a silver cross.

Like a casual believer.

Song Le paused for a while before continuing to walk towards the seat.

"Sister, it's so slow."

Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, Shi Zhuo was dissatisfied with approaching him.

"It's not too late." Song Le said aggrieved in a low voice.

Others take a long time to go to the bathroom, so she just walked back silently, okay?

Shizhuo's hearing is particularly keen, and when she heard her murmuring softly, she couldn't help but curl her eyes, overflowing with love, and hung on her side, rubbing against her.

Song Le also followed her, looked up at the class schedule, the next session was baking class.

"Shi Zhuo, it's time to pack up and go to the baking room."

Song Le earnestly reminded the young girl who still enjoys hanging on her body.

"Then sister, clean me up." Shi Zhuo pretended not to understand, and said softly.

Song Le: "..."

You are not something.

Just like that, she went to the baking room empty-handed, and Song Le found a sunny place by the window to sit down.

The milky fragrance is rich, Shi Zhuo enjoys it even more, and sits beside her.

Others came in one after another. It was a veritable women's college, and even the teachers were all women.

The teacher talked nonsense for a while, after she finished listening, she stood up and started to do it herself.

Beat the eggs.Add sugar.Stir well.

This class assignment is Black Forest Cake.

Song Le followed the method written in the book and carefully completed it step by step, completely ignoring the girl beside her.

Shi Zhuo stared at the egg in her hand at first, and was unconsciously attracted by her white fingers. After dipping in flour, it became even more delicious.

On the side, too, was a black-blue pleated skirt, with a skirt above the knees, gently blown by the breeze, and the sun fell on her long jet-black hair, which was shiny and soft.

Shi Zhuo's mouth was extremely dry and he was hungry.

so hungry, so hungry.

Concentrating all her attention, Song Le turned on the electric egg beater cautiously, but when she turned her head, she suddenly found that a few eggs were missing.

"Shi Zhuo?"

"Huh?" The girl licked the viscous egg liquid at the corner of her lips, and raised her eyes blankly.

"you……"

"Sister, I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Those few little eggs really didn't satisfy Shi Zhuo's huge appetite, she pouted aggrievedly at this moment, as if she would go berserk if she was hungry any more.

Seeing that she wished she could eat even the eggshells, Song Le gradually became annoyed, so she hurriedly stopped her and begged a dozen small cakes from the teacher to appease her.