Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Wood looked at it with a white face and looked straight at it. "Why ask? ”

Forgetting the dust, she looked hot and quickly lowered her head. "The poor monk felt that the female donor was more interested in eating. ”

Shen Kibai realized that. The other party thought she had no silver pair anymore. Some laughed, "I still have the money to fill my stomach. ”

Forgot to take a relaxed breath, low voice, “That's good. ”

Seeing him eat slowly and slowly, Shen Kibai couldn't help but hold his salted vegetables in his hands.

Forgetting the dust is also not angry.

Shen Mubai thought he was really a bully, laughing hip-hop, “Monk, did you eat the candy gourd I bought you yesterday? ”

Forget that the dust was a family member, could not lie, looked hot in her eyes and nodded.

Another sip of pickled vegetables went into his mouth, and Shen Wood was proud to say, "How is it, much better than the noodles you ate in the temple? ”

The sour and sweet taste seemed to spread in her mouth, the woman's bright red lips under the oil lamp swung through her brain, forgetting that her fingers were slightly tight, she was unwilling to lie, lowly said, "Hmm. ”

Seeing that he was very pale and red, he stopped teasing him. After eating the last bit of salted vegetables, he said, "Can I buy it for you later? ”

There was no nodding and no shaking.

Shen Mubai only assumed that he was willing to stand up and clap his hands, "I'm going to chop wood with you this afternoon. ”

Forget about the dust, “It's hard to cut wood, one poor monk is enough. ”

Shen Kibai opened his eyes and said nonsense, "I can't eat your temple's Ramadan for nothing, or I'll be disturbed by conscience. ”

So in the afternoon, she chopped wood with the forgetting dust.

That pile of firewood is really enough to stay in the backyard.

Forgot to put on the old clothes, although people look unwieldy, chopping up wood is not at all ambiguous.

After Shen Kibai followed him for a while, he thought of being lazy. Don't expect her to have a face.

"Monk, I'm sleepy. ”

Forget about the dust and good temper, “then get some sleep. ”

Shen wood white nodded very shamelessly, "Okay. ”

Then she rolled up along the roof and after a while slept, she felt that she had slept enough in the morning, so she stepped on the tile and left.

Shortly after she walked away, she was still forgetting to cut wood, looked up at the roof and looked at the past, then looked down, not knowing what she was thinking.

Shen Mubai went shopping in the city. She thought she must have missed her dust for lunch, so she bought several buns before returning.

She just stepped on the roof and saw a sweaty, forgotten dust underneath.

I wondered if it was because I perceived her, my body slightly paused, and I looked up, for a moment, Shen Kibai did not know what the color of his eyes was.

Leaping down from the eaves, Shen Mubai walked over and took out the buns wrapped in paper, "Hmm, monk, for you. ”

“Didn't the hostess leave already?” The man stunned.

Shen Kibai took the lead in taking a bite and said, "If I leave, I will say hello. ”

Forget the silence for a moment, then take over the bun in her hand, "The poor monk thanked the female host. ”

Shen Mubai found this monk to be on the road. If I put it in the past, I'm afraid I'll push it three times, or I won't accept it.

Does this prove that the monk has taken care of her?