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

"Don't take me for him."

In this situation, no one can bear to be treated as someone else, especially Lu Zhizhi, the hatred in his heart is burning like fire, he puts down his endless pity for a while, and bites her earlobe like punishment.

Song Le felt the pain, sobbed in pain, turned his head away, and blinked in a dazed manner. The incomparably dazed look made Lu Zhizhi sober and helpless.

He wants too much for a while, as long as he is the one who hugs her tonight, that's enough.

The slender fingers pressed into her bright red mouth, trembling slightly, and tried to moisten it calmly.

When it was pulled out, there was still a transparent silver thread involved, Lu Zhizhi leaned over and kissed her.

Surrounded by warmth, Song Le rested his hands on his shoulders hesitantly, his eyes seemed quiet but confused, not knowing what he was going to do.

Until a slight stabbing pain came, Song Le whimpered, trying to break free, but was firmly suppressed.

Lu Zhizhi kept kissing her and muttering her name, but he didn't restrain his movements at all.

Gradually, the pain was finally replaced by an unprecedented feeling, but it was a burst of even greater pain. Song Le pushed back feebly, sobbing in pain.

Song Le was still in a daze, not knowing how to respond, and after a long time he said in a low voice, "It's okay, let's go back."

Song Le didn't fall asleep until dawn, feeling weak and sore all over.

The hoarse voice stunned her.

She dared not look down.

Song Le's face paled instantly, countless fragments flashed through his mind, and in the end there was only one thought.

After resting and calming down on the bed for a long time, Song Le reluctantly got up to wash.

Intimate, yet icy cold.

Song Le raised his hand, trying to block the dim light, but his hand was so weak that he couldn't lift it up.

……

Pushing him continuously, crying again: "Don't... you go away... it hurts... Ah Xing, Ah Xing, Ah Xing..."

However, Song Le became confused and at a loss, suffering from pain, stiffness, and unspeakable swelling. Lu Zhizhi in front of her hugged her and was naked.

He opened his eyes, and the amber eyes that slowly came into view, Song Le pursed his lips, and asked bravely, "Us?"

With a gentle and jade-like temperament, even without looking at the color of his pupils, he knew it was Lu Zhizhi.

It does hurt, every step hurts, so I can only slow down.

Frozen there without moving, Song Le finally waited until he woke up.

……

But he didn't sleep for long, and was awakened by the morning light shining in.

"...En." Lu Zhizhi's voice was hoarse when he woke up, and he only answered one word, and then hugged her tightly.

"Le'er, we're going back to the Prime Minister's Mansion today. If you're in severe pain, we don't have to go back." Lu Zhizhi said anxiously, with a hint of concern for her anger.

She and Lu Xingfu are completely over.

While crying, she called Lu Xingfu, which made Lu Zhizhi's heart convulse.

It would be ridiculous if you didn't return the door for this reason.

Her mind was in a mess, she slowly opened her eyes, and met her handsome and gentle sleeping face.

When Lu Zhizhi saw her, he stopped, picked her up, and walked towards the carriage. Seeing that Song Le was about to struggle, he said softly, "We'll be there soon. If you hate her, please bear with me for a while, okay?"

Song Le was silent when he heard the words, his face turned pale, and he bowed his head silently.

She never thought that she would be with Lu Zhizhi in the end, but everything that happened kept reminding her of this established fact.

After getting into the carriage, Lu Zhizhi saw her react like this, which was expected, but he was still inevitably disappointed.

Lu Zhizhi put her down carefully, and sat on it himself.