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

Song Le didn't listen, struggled a few times, but was still kissed by him while pinching his chin.

The young man's cold breath enveloped her in an instant, Song Le turned away, and was captured again, whimpering twice, unconsciously twisting his bound hands desperately, his head was raised, and the watery seal remained at the corners of his lips He commented lightly: "It's futile."

It sounds like he is in a happy mood at the moment.

Leaning down and deeply kissing the person who was still thinking about running away, Feng Xi raised his lips sincerely this time, in an irresistible good mood, as if a child had gotten his beloved candy.

At the same time, Song Le heard a long-lost reminder in his mind again: "Sealing the happiness value +1000, the current happiness value is..."

To shut up.

Song Le stopped the sound prompt, and chose to permanently block the prompt sound.

The current seal is not normal, she actually takes... her as pleasure and happiness, Song Le really doesn't want to hear it again.

The minds that had been so dizzy from being kissed just now also returned one by one. She slowed her breath, stopped talking, and tried to reason with the young man who was pressing on her body: "Feng Xi, you...don't take revenge on me like this, treat you like this." , is not good for me."

Hearing this, Feng Xi was stunned for a moment, the joy dissipated, and then he was about to laugh at this person's slow-wittedness: "Do you think this is revenge?"

……Yes.

Otherwise she couldn't think of any other explanation.

Seals were not like this before.

Song Le didn't say a word, but the default eyes were still clear, so that Feng Xi didn't know how to explain it for a while, and finally he could only grit his teeth and say indifferently: "Since you think it, then you can bear it."

Song Le felt uncomfortable for a moment, and it was only for a moment, because the next moment, she was completely, completely stiff because of the movement of sealing the seal.

He ruthlessly pulled her legs apart, lifted them up, put his knees between her legs, exerted a little force, and narrowed his eyes to prevent her from closing them.

Such a posture is too ambiguous, too embarrassing, and too humiliating.

The blazing heat hit her, and even through the fabric, she could feel the fear of being ready to go. Song Le's blushing face was completely pale in an instant, and even when he spoke, he trembled again unconsciously: "Don't ...I don't want...let me go."

The voice that resisted to the extreme did not seem to be fake, and Feng Xi's hand stopped almost instantly.

The red and coquettish pupils stared at her for a while, and finally he said bitterly: "You hate me so much?"

Like that trash so much?

If Song Le had calmed down a little more, it would not be hard to hear the sadness in it, but unfortunately, she didn't.

The previous kiss can still be counted as sucking her cultivation, but she, she can't accept this level...

Feng Xi looked down at her still trembling uncontrollably, the fear in his bones made him powerless, his extremely handsome face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed as if to sneer or to laugh at himself, Which one is the condescending and leisurely one?

His master will probably never know that he is the idiot who can live, die, and go through fire and water for her!

Feng Xi's eyes were cold and stern, and his sleeves were tightly clenched, but he kept telling himself to be patient, he came back not for some bullshit revenge, he came back just for this person who didn't care about him at all!

"Let you go?" Feng Xi clenched his palms to the point of bleeding, and just now he regained his senses a little bit, but the hand that was pinching her chin obviously increased his strength with fury, his voice, sharp and indifferent, commanded : "Yes, kiss me."