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

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Compared with the young man's blazing gaze, Song Le's despair is getting worse day by day.

Such a day can hardly be described in words.

Even though the boss's technique is getting better and better and the pain in the process is getting less and less, she is still unbearable-this kind of poor life is either killing or mosaic!

The deal is done, Song Le can only silently accept the established fact and try to enjoy it.

But fortunately, the day she had been waiting for finally came.

Every three months, the moon here will change from pale to blood red, and this is also the time when the signal is the best.

Recently, the boss's tolerance for her seems to have increased again.

After Song Le intentionally hurt himself, he was extremely anxious, and raised his bleeding right hand to show him.

Blinking, Song Lesheng was afraid that he would be impatient, so she didn't dare to make a sound and looked at him.

The young man happened to be lighting a fire, and after quickly lighting the fire, what he turned his head to see was a steady stream of blood gushing out, as well as a hideous scratch on her white wrist.

Dang even frowned.

If it was the past, he would only have a terrible appetite, but now, he inexplicably doesn't like to see the miserable scene of this creature.

Without even thinking about it, the boy threw away the stone in his hand, held her wrist, sucked the wound in his mouth, and gently sucked and licked her.

It didn't take long for the wound to stop bleeding, but the long scar left on it was shocking, making him feel gloomy when he saw it.

"Be here obediently, don't move."

After three months of getting along, Song Le could roughly guess what he meant, nodded, and then he rubbed his head casually.

Obediently waiting for him to go out to find herbs, Song Le licked his lips nervously, and waited for him to walk out for a while, before he plucked up the courage to go to the entrance of the cave and looked up at the huge bright red moon.

Cut a centimeter above the ankle with a sharp stone, and take out a small chip for communication——

This is a communication tool that every passenger who takes the time machine must be equipped with, in case the passenger encounters an accident in any space and cannot call for help.

Song Le didn't dare to delay for a second, pressed the tiny red button on the chip, and the first sentence was "found a solution to the plague", and then quickly explained the location and situation of the space.

Throwing the chip that successfully transmitted the message into the night, Song Le looked up and saw the handsome and cold face of the young man.

He held a handful of herbs in his hand, and when he saw her squatting at the entrance of the cave, he stood still for a few seconds, pursing his thin lips, showing displeasure and gloom.

Song Le's heart pounded faster, flustered to the extreme.

I don't know if he saw it or not.

……

Fortunately not.

"Who allowed you to come out?" The boy's icy voice sounded, and he grabbed her other uninjured wrist and pulled her in.

While Song Lesong breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but feel the pain.

The cut ankle was still in pain, the boy frowned and turned around when he heard her subconsciously gasp in pain.

At a glance, she caught a glimpse of her ankle, which was bleeding again for some reason.

"..." Song Le saw that his face was gloomy for a moment, blinked, and blurted out quickly: "No, I didn't mean it! I, I just want to see if you come back."

After getting along for so long, the young man has memorized a lot of words, this sentence is not difficult for him to understand.

It's just that she wanted to see if he came back?

The young man's mood was inexplicably subtle, and so was his expression, and the gloom disappeared in an instant.

Even the strength on the hands was a little lighter, but he still said with a cold face: "Come here."

Song Le stared intently at the change in his expression. Seeing that the crisis was resolved, she breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded, but was hugged impatiently by him the next second.