Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chapter 532: Padawan, Forgive Me (69)

Had it not been for this exact same voice and face, Shen Mubai almost thought who pretended to be the banquet bearer. She opened her eyes calmly and blurred, "Where is this? Who am I, who are you? Why am I here? ”

As she looked around, the person dressed in strange and strange clothes beneath the hall brushed his head down like a floodbeast, and Cesar shook.

Shen Kibai, “...” is she disfigured or ugly enough to have hot eyes?

The banquet stretched out her fingers and snapped her chin back, staring straight into her eyes, her lips slightly snapped, “Master is pretending not to remember me?” He spoke softly, "unfortunately, not at all. ”

Shen Kibai was shocked, you know she won the Best Lady Award. Is there moisture in that award?

“What's the master doing here?” The banquet stirred her chin and said softly.

Shen Wood white carefully detailed his eyebrows, missing the previous gloom. Although those eyes were still dark and heavy, the gentle look on his face did not look like a banquet at all.

So she calmed down, "You're not a banquet. Who are you? Why are you pretending to be him? ”

A low laugh sounded, the banquet put her back in her arms, the voice was dull, “Master, I have become your favorite look, do you like it? ”

After she realized that she was in the arms of the other party, but also in front of a large group of people who didn't know if it was magic repair or something, Shen Wood white up and lost her shame, she tried to struggle a few times and then gave up very poorly.

“I don't know what you're talking about.” Shen wood, white hair, mahjong, she always felt the banquet was horrible.

The banquet was playing with her hands and the smile in her eyes didn't reach the bottom of her eyes. "Have you forgotten what you said? You said the cypress was very attractive to you. ”

Full of flavor and jealousy cannot be concealed.

Shen Kibai finally realizes something's wrong.

“Master, remember?” The man asked, as if it were true.

Shen Woo shrugged, and she blushed, "Do you have one? Why don't I remember? ”

The banquet slightly lifted the lip line, his eyes never removed a minute from her, "I don't remember, anyway, I'm the only disciple now, and will be in the future. ”

Shen Kibai dared not imagine the sub line of his sentence, some difficult opening, “Is there something wrong with us like this? ”

The banquet was calm, “What's wrong? ”

Shen Wood White couldn't help but look at the many magic tricks on the palace.

The banquet broke her face back again, and the tone was a little unhappy, "They dared not listen. ”

Shen Kibai whispered back, “We are apprenticeships. ”

God knows how thick she is to say that, after all, what happened more than a hundred years ago is still in sight.

The banquet lifted her whole body and walked toward Her Highness, no one dared look up.

Shen Kibai didn't know where he was going. He felt a little uneasy.

Until they took her into a palace and threw her into bed.

If you don't have time to say something, the other person's body is covered.

“Banquet...” The rest of the words were jammed in the mouth, and the white lips of the shenzhen trees were swept in.

Jiao twisted, ambiguous | The twitch sounded in the palace.