Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The white body of the sunken wood just sitting down was slightly stiff.

Su Huaiyan threw the console aside as if nothing had happened. Pretending to find that there was an extra person at the dinner table, a sweet pear vortex appeared on his mouth. "I thought who was it? It was the little princess who lived in the castle who ran out. ”

The tone does not conceal the full malice.

If it had been Su Yiyi, his face would have been white by now, but because there was no intersection between the two, Shen Mubai's one-month people had set limits on his invalidity in front of Su Huaiyan.

So she took a sip of soup very calmly and said slowly, “This soup is delicious, Aunt Chen. ”

Aunt Chen saw something wrong with the atmosphere. She hurried to play the roundabout. “If you like it, young master, sit down and eat. Otherwise, the soup won't taste good until it gets cold. ”

Su Huaiyan smiled softly. Originally a 16-year-old boy, he had an overly refined and beautiful face, not to mention a shallow swirl of pears when he laughed. No one can blame him if they say something bad in their mouth.

But the deviant is Su Huai Yan. You can be confused by his appearance, but you cannot forget the fact that he is a perverted little devil in his bones.

With one hand on the table, leaning toward the whole girl and leaning over, with a sweet, soft voice channel, “Can we switch seats? ”

Although it is a question, tone is another matter.

Shen Wood crossed her face on the white side and looked at the face close to Su Huaiyan. Her innocent and innocent smile hung on her delicate white face. She thought, Ah, her skin is so good, I really want to pinch it.

And he said, "Why? ”

Only five centimetres away from the young girl's face, Su Huaiyan can see the calming look on this nominal sister's face, without a slight panic, the bottom of her eyes slipped over a faint surprise, then revealed a sweet smile, “I just can't eat when I see you. ”

He had an angelic face, but his mouth was utterly vicious.

Instead of speaking out of Su Huaiyan's mouth, you don't feel angry, probably because the other person is too good-looking.

Shen Kibai finally understood why the child had not been beaten to death so far, first because of the other party's not easy to mess with, and second because he couldn't get his hands on this face.

She swallowed a sip of soup and replied, "Then don't look at me. ”

Su Huaiyi slightly narrowed his eyes, “Su Yiyi, are you against me? ”

Shen Kibai said innocently, “No, if you mind my meddling, I don't want to. Who calls you my brother? ”

Su Huaiyan smiled slowly, the pear vortex on his lips recessed into a sweet curve.

The white surface of the shrub is calm, but the inner part of the shrub shakes in Cesar.

The teenager slightly crooked his head, glassy black eyes staring at the teenager, softly said, “Su Yiyi, what I hate the most is the self-righteous person. ”

After saying this, Su Huai Yan sat down and never said a word again.

What can Shen Kibai do, she is also desperate.

But Aunt Chen's craftsmanship is really hard to say. Shen Kibai thought of it in silence.

Under a beautiful meal, Shen Mubai gradually forgot the existence of Su Huaiyan, even though he didn't know when he was getting up.

She touched some swollen stomach and couldn't help but burp.