Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Kibai regained his gaze satisfactorily, then looked at the dust and raised his eyebrows, "So I'm going to count this on you. ”

Although I don't understand what she is talking about, I just know that she is in a bit of trouble, very worried about her heart, and I don't care more than her unreasonable fuss. “What's the difficulty of being a giver? ”

Shen Kibai went into his room as a bandit, "It's okay, they're not my opponent yet, monk, I'm thirsty, go pour me a glass of water. ”

Forgetting the dust, I had to go get some tea.

Shen wood poured a cup of tea white, poured it into his stomach, then said, “You won't have to read the scriptures later. ”

Forgot to shook the head.

“That's good.” Shum Kibai dropped the teacup in his hand, "Monk, I'm here today to tell you a story. ”

After she left yesterday, she thought to herself, although forgetting the dust is quite cold to her, actually not dissatisfied, the fire is almost there, it is also time to make the pavement, this is the decided idea to say something today. Who knows that this morning, while eating in the liquor store, I met several women players who were looking for trouble. I didn't know where they came from until I heard the news. They all told her that she had struck the idea into oblivion. She also said that she had backstage RMB players or something. Then I had to teach her a lesson if she didn't say anything.

Shen Mubai and them entwined for a while and dumped people. How did you know there was a tiger behind the wolf? It took half a day to entwine people to solve it.

“Speak up, my lady.” The red lip was stained with some water stains, it was not a temptation to say, and the dust could not bear to move away from the sight.

Shen Kibai saw him so happy, he couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. Then he said, "This story, believe it or not, don't interrupt me. ”

She saw that the tea was light, but didn't have a taste. She drank an extra sip before saying it from beginning to end, hiding some details in the middle.

Forget to listen to the dust, you can't see what the god color is on the surface, it's just in your hand, you don't know when to twist the Buddha beads.

After Shen Kibai finished, he poured himself another cup of tea, "Monk, what do you think? ”

Some of her wings looked forward to the past, hoping that the male masters, after hearing these words, would feel something even if they did not want to remember the real world.

But forgetting dust hides his emotions too much. For a while, Shen Mubai doesn't know what he really thinks. The room is very quiet.

Long ago, they just said, “Is the person in the story a woman? ”

Shen Wood nodded with joy in his heart, “Exactly. ”

Forget to close your eyes and twist your buddha bead's hand to stop, "so. ”

Shum Ki was in a hurry, "Aren't you going to ask me who the other guy is? ”

Forget the slight tremor in her eyes, which opened her eyes, "Don't lie to me again. ”

Shen Ki glared at him, “When I said so much emotion, you thought I was lying. ”

Her eyes were as if they had caught fire, with slight anger.

Forgetting the dust was like being stabbed, his eyes removed, his curtains slightly drooped, and he slowed down, “Perhaps the female donor was looking for the wrong person. ”

He held his hand tight in his sleeve, thinking of stories that were not familiar at all, and at one time his face was a little tranced and delicate. Once again, I felt bitter and impatient, and I couldn't help but be a little jealous.