Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

“Monk... don't...” She bit her lower lip and prayed.

Forget the dusty kiss rolled down.

“This is Tianyin Temple...” Shen Mubai tried to convince the monk, she couldn't believe how suddenly the other person had changed like a demon.

“Lady Master... don't move.” Forgotten dust was flickered by her inadvertent movements, and she became more impatient and intolerant.

The other person's lips have been falling on him, from the original slight cooling became more and more hot, and Shen Woo Bai was really scared, “Monk, you will regret it. ”

“Since the poor monks have done so, they will not regret it.” Forget the dust and lift her chin with the hand that twisted the Buddha's beads on a weekday and cover her lips.

...

Shen Wood grazed his arm with a white bite, his eyes were red, and the water vapor inside became more and more abundant.

This monk seemed to distinguish nothing during the weekday, how could he be so powerful, and Yuguang could still glimpse the sweat bead hidden into a block of muscle texture.

“Hmm..” she was almost unbearable, stepped aside behind the monk for a moment and hit, still leaning over her earlobes, gently sucking | biting.

Shen Wood whimpered low, “Monk... you bastard. ”

Forget to hold her body with your hands, suck it all the way down her shoulder blade | kiss her and turn a deaf ear to her insults.

Crispy and numb, and eaten again and again without knowing the taste.

The mind is already a little confused, and Shen Wood bites his lips white, trying to keep himself from making a sound.

After a long time, she couldn't do anything about it, and had it not been for the support of those behind her, it would have slipped.

A slight sound of footsteps came from afar.

Shen Kibai suddenly became nervous. She even tightened her body and dared not move.

The body behind her came up tightly, softly in her ear, "Don't be afraid of the woman. ”

“Dong dong dong dong.” The person outside the window tapped a few times and said in a hesitant tone, "Forget Dusty Brother? ”

His figure was reflected on it, perhaps because of the candles, and he was stretched a little longer.

Shen Mubai's atmosphere also dared not to breathe out. Although he knew that people outside could not see inside, he was still nervous and did not dare to move.

Forgotten dust continues, slowly grinding.

She could only bite her lips dead.

“Brother Mingkong.” Forget the dust and gently kiss her lip corner with a gentle tone of voice.

It's just still inevitable in the voice, giving it a slightly dull smell.

Outside, the sky froze. “Why is Dusty Brother still awake? ”

He was just going back to his room at night, but he didn't know how far away he was from seeing the dust and the lights were hidden. He hesitated or came to ask.

“Just thirsty, get up and drink some water.” Forget about the dust.

He grabbed his head and said, "Well, forget about Dusty brother and go to bed early.” After he finished, the tone was slight, “the brother went back first. ”

“Brother, take your time.” Forget the dust and move slowly.

The clear sky did not notice at all and responded and turned away.

After he left, Shen Mu whitewashed his breath slightly and was obviously scared.

“Relax, ladies.” Forget the dust and kiss her, the words have a slight unintelligible smile, “the poor monk bit tightly. ”

Sedimentary white almost didn't get into the sewers, biting the teeth off the low voices, “You monk... really shameless, how could I have looked away. ”

Her response was to forget about the dust falling off the kiss and the movement.

It was not until nearly the second half of the night that Shen Mubai was taken to bed. He thought it was over and didn't expect to fall asleep.

The monk overturned it.

Shen Mu whispered that it was useless to scream at her mother. In the end, she had to suppress her voice. She whimpered and swallowed so much.

It wasn't until dawn that they let her go.

Already tired and exhausted, the White Commission of Shen Mu fell asleep in agony, and the monk was not forgotten in his dreams.

Listening to the whispers coming from beside her, she forgot to show a little laughter on her lips and fell on her forehead with a cherished and spoiled kiss. She lowered her voice, “The poor monk has never said that she is a good person. ”

“For the rest of your life, you can only stay by the poor monks and not go anywhere. ”