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

Song Le watched the whole process of him laying the animal skin on the ground in confusion, and was caught off guard and was picked up and pressed on the animal skin.

Eyes wide open in an instant, Song Le looked at a shadow hanging over his head in astonishment.

The boy kneeled on both sides of her waist with his legs apart, and tied her hands with a rope with Dan Mou.

Then...began...to lick her patiently.

"..." Song Le.

At first she didn't understand what he wanted to do, until his chin was pushed forward with his hand, exposing the neck without any cover, and he licked the main artery forcefully and forbearance, then she didn't understand.

The boss wants to eat her.

Well, literally eat.

— eat it raw! ! !

Song Le panicked at the time, and the bite he took so hard still makes her feel lingering fear. Just thinking about her collarbone hurts and scares her.

Now this, this, is this going to be eaten directly? !

Why is it not the same as in the original plot? Didn’t you agree that you are not interested in touching it, and you just want to wait until winter to bake and eat? !

Song Le was crushed and couldn't break free. The pressure on the main artery was extremely uncomfortable. She was dizzy and couldn't help raising her legs. She was so scared that she even wanted to kick him away. She forgot what the power of a big brother is.

After the raised leg was easily suppressed, he pushed him away with his knee without giving up, and kept moving his head.

Then, being pressed against the neck by sharp teeth, she heard the impatient boy say something darkly, which didn't sound like a good word.

Combined with the context, I feel that there is only one sentence: If you move again, you will be killed now....

Song Le didn't dare to move anymore, trembling faintly, afraid that blood would splash on the spot in the next second.

Although it's good to die without having to do missions, but I don't want to die like this...

After a long time, when she finally stopped resisting, the boy withdrew his cold air and teeth, and continued.

Clavicles, navel, inner thighs...

Especially...the inner thighs, probably because...the skin there is particularly tender, so for the boss, the meat there...should also be the best.

It's such a simple thought, but for Song Le, it's not the same thing at all.

Being held down and tied almost licked all over her body, Song Le whimpered and bit her lower lip tightly, until finally she was so numb that she couldn't love her.

It was not eaten, but compared with the real raw food, I don't know which one is more tragic.

In the end, the boss finally relieved his desire to eat now, and the appetite in his eyes finally returned to indifference.

After turning off the fire, I didn't forget to hug her when I was sleeping, as if hugging a human-shaped heat source.

"..." The tortured Song Le had rare insomnia.

- so cold.

it's too cold.

After turning off the fire, the already unwarmed cave became even cooler, and with such a cold person clinging to her, she couldn't even warm it up.

Song Le, who stood up with dark circles under her eyes, let the boss go out to sneak her in a listless manner the next day.

Anyway, it doesn't matter anymore, Song Le thought uncomfortably.

It will depend on him to save the world in the future.

In this way, the painful days of being slipped, soaking in hot springs during the day, and being pressed and licked at night have passed for a full month.

Finally, wait until the plague virus in the body breaks out.

The itching started from the side of the neck. At first it was like a small bug crawling, then two, three, five... countless.

Song Le didn't dare to scratch, because in the introduction of the plot, after those infected people started to scratch, they would go crazy and couldn't stop until they scratched that place to bleed.

But after forcibly enduring the itching for a whole day, Song Le couldn't bear it at night. He bit his lower lip and raised his hand reluctantly, just wanting to relieve it a little.

But the young man who looked over coldly grabbed his wrist.