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

A peaked cap, big black-rimmed glasses under the bangs, soft maroon hair draped over his shoulders, and a quiet appearance.

Song Le carried the bag, got on the bus and slept all the way to the terminal.

The place where I made an appointment with Yeye is a large chain bookstore, and by the way, I can buy a few financial magazines that Jiang Jue likes.

"Lele! This way!"

"Xiaoye...why are you so excited?" Song Le walked over and asked with a wink.

Su Ye pulled her over, his eyes were bright, and brought her to a row of bookshelves, he lowered his voice and couldn't hide his excitement: "Lele, did you see that boy?"

Song Le looked carefully along her line of sight, he was a boy in a white shirt, wearing the uniform of a bookstore clerk, a little bookish, and quite handsome.

But Jiang Jue is a thousand times better than this, and his abstinence and lazy temperament are enough to make people... stop.

But why is Xiaoye so excited.

Song Le replied in a low voice: "I saw it, what's the matter?"

Song Le thought: No, this rank is too low.What a bundle.

"Don't you think it looks good!"

Every day, she struggles with whether to install surveillance cameras in the bathroom.

But soon he became excited again: "Lele, he, he came to us."

After the senior found out, he raised his thick eyebrows in displeasure, but Song Le ignored it.

"There's no way to calm down." Su Ye's girlish heart was beating fast, "I really want to tie her back and lock her up."

"pretty good."

Song Le sighed silently, because the original owner's character in school was shy, well-behaved and quiet.

Unexpectedly, after the dinner party started, the senior actually persuaded her to drink in a fancy way. Su Ye blocked several drinks for her, but in the end Song Le couldn't help but drink.

"...Of course not!" Su Ye cast an annoyed look at her, and then said with an idiot smile, "You don't understand, I just like the kind of refined boys, and then strip them...naked...tied up...a ​​small leather whip... "

...So, it can only be split like this.

After visiting the bookstore, she packed the books she bought into her bag one by one.

The two tables were combined, and there were about thirty people. Song Le and Su Ye sat on the side of the seat next to the wall.

Su Ye chuckled, then turned her head suddenly, looking at her blushing, embarrassed and bewildered obedient child: "Lele, did I spoil you?"

"Stop talking, you will always only have these three words when evaluating others." Su Ye had a headache.

"And the air?" Song Le smiled.

Sitting next to Su Ye was a senior, his eyes were always on Su Ye's chest.

The two sat on a bench in the bookstore, Su Ye said, "Lele, I think I'm in love."

Su Ye looked at her as if she was cherishing a national treasure.

Then he took the car with Su Ye to the restaurant where the club had a party.

"Well, Xiaoye, calm down."

Su Ye didn't pay attention, Song Le saw her and pulled her to sit a little away from him.

But on the face, he shook his head, and said in embarrassment: "I, I don't understand, it's okay."

"Calm down." Song Le blushed suddenly, amused and helpless.

Su Ye looked at the little brother, looked back and forth several times, and then came back with the blood tank on his face emptied.

Song Le: "Well, um, you restrain yourself."

I had no choice but to drink half a cup, then dragged Su Ye to talk to the head of the club, and left first.

"Xiao Ye, I'm leaving." Song Le got into the taxi and managed to stay awake to get home.

He opened and closed the door, but unexpectedly the room was completely dark.

Song Le was almost tripped, and secretly groaned in pain. Just as he was about to ask Jiang Jue why he didn't turn on the light, he thought of——

He can't even see, what kind of light should he turn on.