Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Wood White heard the fog in the clouds, but she dared not lift her head.

Jun Jiuling was cold-blooded, “Get in here. ”

When his voice had just fallen, Wu Er's men really rolled in.

The right one just rolled over to Shen Kibai's side and looked at her softly, "You're finished. ”

Shen Kibai couldn't cry, and suddenly she felt that the chattering King Jiu Ling was not so annoying.

His faint eyes fell on several people in front of him, and Junjiuling played with the worm in his hand, with a hint of laziness in his cold voice, "he explained. ”

Yunnan raised her head and said in a bitter tongue, “Bishop, you don't have personal care around you during the week. Our disciples are also used to coarse hands. Cuihua cooks well and people are careful. Why don't you let her take care of your daily living? ”

Jun Jiuling raised his head, meaning that his unknown eyes fell on Yunnan and on the left side of him. He stopped for a while. Finally, he laughed coldly, “Then according to the Third Master. ”

Yunnan hastily pulled a piece of Shen Wood White, “Cuihua, have not thanked the Godfather yet. ”

Shen Mubai insisted on selling the batch, but said respectfully, "Thanks to the bishop, Cuihua will definitely serve the bishop well. ”

Coldly chuckled.

Shen Wood shivered in his heart.

The so-called caring for living life is the kind of intimate maid who needs to be served in clothes and washes.

Shen Kibai has never done this kind of work, but this body does.

Although Jun Jiu Ling became more volatile, there was no difficulty for her in this trivial matter.

But when you eat, you're not so lucky.

Because another trick ran into Shen Woo Bai's hand, and it wasn't yesterday's trick.

Jun Jiuling scooped up a spoonful of porridge, pulled up his thin lips and chuckled coldly.

Shen Wood White felt the silver trickster climbing and climbing flexibly in his own hands, sweating directly and not moving.

The silver worm climbed for a while and suddenly stopped moving.

Shen wood white felt it wriggling in her hand, her skin slightly itched, she shivered and looked at Jun Jiu Ling, “Church... bishop...”

Jun Jiuling looked at her in full time. "Why? ”

Shenmu Bai continued to shake and shudder, “Is it... is it hungry? ”

Jun Jiuling smiled coldly, “If you don't tell me, I've forgotten it hasn't eaten in two days. ”

Shen Wood White almost didn't pass out.

The silver worm began to crawl again at this moment, climbing to the tip of his finger with his back, and then hugged Shen Wood White's index finger with its little paw and rubbed it.

Shen Wood was stunned.

Even King Jiuling frowned slightly.

After holding his finger, the worm remained satisfied and quiet as if he had eaten and drank enough.

Shen Kibai finally relieved, and the ghost knew if the worm bite her down, would she just die like this?

Jun Jiuling looked at her thoughtfully and said coldly, “I won't eat it. ”

Shen Mubai glanced at the food that had not been touched on the table, and he couldn't help but think of Junjiu Mausoleum as another look at night. Although the system said it was the same person, it was too different.

She responded, "Yes, Bishop. ”

He walked out with the food box and met a handsome man. He smiled at her and looked at her with a slight smile. "Are you the new cook you taught? ”

The man looks classy, looks handsome, and feels uncomfortable when he is white.