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

"En." Song Le affirmed.

But then he added: "But I was only in the early stage of the first stage, and I was not sure that this method would be effective for people with deeper lesions."

The woman fell silent when she heard the words, and replied after a while: "I see, tomorrow I will start to set up a group to conduct intensive research."

This matter must be kept secret, and all relevant information must be blocked from the outside world.

—Indeed, she is a member of this society, this country.

But at the same time, her more recent identity is an executive of the Future Research Institute.

In just a short while, the woman realized what a great opportunity this boy was for the institute.

If it is true as the niece said, the boy has antibodies.

So to some extent, he can be called the savior!But now, the research institute has the opportunity to replace this boy and become the new... savior.When the woman thought of this, her heart couldn't help trembling.

Take the lead in secretly developing a vaccine, report it to the state agency, and then sell it in the name of the state, honoring the status of wealth... The research institute will reach a pinnacle of heights, and no other institution can match it.

The woman slowed down the grand plan in her mind, and said calmly, "Lele, you have a good rest tonight, and I will discuss the future plan with you after I have a meeting tomorrow."

Song Le stared at her expression, felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong, so he nodded.

After taking the boss to eat a sumptuous and delicate meal, Song Le was always nervous, for fear that he might not be used to it.

But the young man ate everything with a cold face, it can be said that he was in a turmoil.

In the end, Song Le couldn't help laughing, and wiped off the sauce that accidentally got on the corners of his lips for him.

As usual, I couldn't help but say sorry in my heart.

At night, Song Le faced the danger of being killed by the boss's eyes, and taught him to wash his face and brush his teeth one by one, before finally being able to lie down and rest.

The room that the woman arranged for them was especially comfortable.

The soft two duck down beds are as elegant and comfortable as lying on the clouds, making people feel sleepy unconsciously.

Song Le changed into her nightgown, only to realize that the boss still had the same animal skin, she couldn't help laughing, and rushed over to hug him.

At the end of the day, the boy experienced a lot of strange confusion and anger.

But because she was always by her side, all these ups and downs of intense emotions returned to calm and indifference.

"Change it, okay?" Song Le tried his best to communicate with him with the simplest words.

The young man frowned, staring at the brand-new pajamas in her hand with a half-knowledge, without moving, still retaining a trace of concern and guard.

Song Le made some gestures, and after a long time of gentle explanations and persuasion, the boss reluctantly nodded.

However, just as he felt relieved, he wanted to hand over the pajamas to him, when he saw the boss blinking slightly, and said in a low voice of course: "Well, then wear it."

A free gesture of 'you come'.

Song Le: "..." His face turned red immediately.

That's right, it's only a short day, how could she forget what a shameless life she lived before.

"I..." I don't know if it's because of just coming back, Song Le's bottom line of shame was instantly raised.

Just as he was about to refuse with righteous words, Song Le was pushed onto the bed by someone who was waiting impatiently.

"What are you dawdling in?" said a cold and impatient indifferent voice.

The young man's beautiful thin lips came up to him, Song Le was embarrassed and funny, but he couldn't resist those fiery black eyes, lowered his long eyelashes, and opened his lips to accept it with a blushing face.

……

The tip of the tongue is hooked around the tip of the tongue, and sometimes withdraws to suck the lips possessively.

For a moment, the soft and lingering sound of water stains faintly lingered in her ears, and the young man's hands naturally lifted up the soft solid-color nightdress she had just put on.