Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

One is about to enter a great multiplication, a late stage of golden dandruff, and there is no need to think about who is irresistible.

Ambiguous water | The sound of the stains rang in the hall.

Shen Mubai was gasped by his kiss. Had it not been for the spiritual power of Dantian in the human body, he would have passed out by now. A pair of eyes filled with fog, she stared at the face in front of her, didn't understand why things suddenly turned out like this, and didn't understand that the gloomy silent banquet many years ago would look different now.

What she didn't know was that even if she was a very happy person, who had been grinding and quenching for a hundred years in that part of the demonic world, it would have been nice not to be a madman when she came out.

And every day and night of the centuries, the feast hearts miss her, and the words of the Qiyang sect. Over time, this relationship is no longer as simple as obsession.

The clothes on the body were not known when they were faded, and the other hand spread all the way up, and the goosebumps couldn't help but rise for a while.

She couldn't help but look away from those dark eyes, some shamefully biting her lower lip and sliding a few drops of tears down the corner of her eyes.

The crystalline white skin is like a coat covered in pale powder, making it incredibly seductive.

The throat of the banquet was slightly twitchy. If it had been in the past, he might have stopped watching the teacher's tears.

But... when you think about the real thoughts in each other's hearts, the violence in their chests can't hold them down.

The red color of the banquet is getting stronger and stronger, so that it never stops when the other person shouts pain.

Shen Wood whimpered, but could only climb each other's body with both hands. The feeling that the soul was penetrated was really terrible. There was no way to escape, but to be pushed harder to the top ||.

The movement underneath her did not stop and the banquet buried her face in her neck, leaving a dense and numb kiss.

Shen Wood White had gone from shame to numbness. She could only bite her teeth off and not make strange noises, but when she felt a wet touch, she opened her eyes slightly.

The banquet raised its face, his eyes had become red to a terrible point, and he choked his voice, “Master. ”

Like a desperate little beast, he growls low from his throat.

Shen Kibai, "...” shouldn't it be her who cries?

The banquet's orbit was covered with blood silk, and she shouted low again, under her body | top | to make it stronger.

He lowered his voice like this, and his eyes became reddish without knowing how many times.

Shen Mubai doesn't know how to feel anymore. She is the one who commits the grievance, and she is the one who cries, but this person is more like a grievance than her, more like a pain.

At the end of the day, you have to be comforted by the cao.

By the end of the day, the white face of the sunken wood curled on the bed, and the long white calf showed signs of dense numbness, as well as the chest of the clavicle, glancing at it, very striking.

Instead, she looked at the banquet and hugged her whole person, rubbing her cheek.

The white sound of the sunken wood was dull, “How many days have you been? ”

The banquet was silent and the voice replied, “Three days. ”

Shen Mu Bai shouted, the mind of numbness, turns out this is double repair.

“Master, would you like some soul meat?” The banquet kissed her cheek and asked.

Shen wood nodded with hesitation, some desperate thoughts, the day was | day |, eating nature should also continue to eat.