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

It's that simple?

Song Lemeng, it's not easy, it's hard, okay?

She brushed back the long hair covering the side of her face casually with her hands, and said almost angrily: "Hey, hey, you think my black belt in Taekwondo is fake?"

"No." Ye Han shook his head seriously.

But the smiles in his eyes were dotted with stars, obviously he didn't take her seriously.

So what about the black belt, he took advantage of him while he was drunk, Ye Han stared at her innocently, but his mind was a little bit dark.

The secrets that are not known to the public and the excitement of taboos made Ye Han almost unable to maintain his innocence on the surface.

Her blushing cheeks, the trembling overflowing from her throat, and the pose she was forced to pose unconsciously...

Ye Han's Adam's apple rolled silently, and he looked away as if inadvertently, and then looked back at the British drama that was playing alone on the screen.

Song Le didn't expect that the precondition she thought was very important would be laughed at by the weak Ye Han.

This is simply a shame, a shame.

He must have never seen her strength before, so he dared to be so indifferent.

Ye Han looked like the kind of thin and thin young man, the kind she could fall down with one hand, but now...laughing at her?

Song Le came up with a burst of energy, couldn't help puffing up his right cheek, thought for a while and said, "You don't believe me?"

Ye Han still shook his head obediently: "No, I don't disagree."

Before the letter could be uttered, he was interrupted by Song Le with a face of "That's enough, don't explain", and he definitely gave the verdict: "You just don't believe it."

What else to explain, explanation is to cover up, and cover up is the truth.

Song Le said: "Come, let you see my strength."

Ye Han raised his eyebrows slightly, puzzled: "Huh?"

"Come on, let's wrestle arms. I'll show you what overwhelming power is today."

Song Le used to face such a hulking man without any effort, but now he glanced at Ye Han, his wrists were fair, his fingers were knuckles well defined, and he looked weak at first glance, and even smiled wantonly, not taking him seriously at all. .

After hearing this, Ye Han was stunned for a second, and then confirmed: "Wrench the wrist?"

"Yes, dare you?"

There's no reason to dare, Ye Han considered it funny in his heart, but he hesitated on the face before agreeing: "Okay, I'll try."

After speaking, after she put her hand on the table, she also raised her hand to find a fulcrum.

The moment the hands were held together, the palms of the hands seemed to be splashed with thin electric current, buzzing, making Ye Han's heart tremble.

Pursing the corners of his lips, he raised his eyes and said, "Do you remember that you promised me a condition at that time?"

Song Le was taken aback when he heard the words, and it took him a long time to remember, and said: "Well, what's the matter?"

"Then if I win this time, can you add another condition?" Ye Han asked with expectant eyes.

Song Le didn't take it seriously, she thought that the general conditions were acceptable, but... "We'll talk about it after you win." She raised the corners of her lips.

"Okay." Ye Han replied warmly.

Then after talking about the beginning, both of them secretly exerted their strength.

The hand was also clenched more and more tightly, Song Le didn't care, but Ye Han seemed to have every nerve in his body tensed up, a little bloodshot, just this kind of touch...

As long as he thought that it was her initiative when she was awake, and still being so close, Ye Han felt a strong sense of happiness welling up.

Couldn't help biting her lower lip tightly, restraining herself.

He was really afraid that if he was not careful, he would release the ugly beast in his heart and do irreversible things.

Song Le raised his eyes, seeing this, thought that he couldn't hold on anymore, couldn't help but smiled lightly, and wanted to speak.