Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Kibai's mood was complicated, on the one hand, because he witnessed the experience of his left encounter from childhood to age, creating a feeling of unclear emotion for him. On the one hand, because he remembers that he is now a ghost, his body cannot control his instinct, Cesar, to tremble.

So, not hiding for a moment, not hiding, not just staring at the face in front of you.

Until the left encountered a cold tongue licking tears licking the corners of her eyes, the sunken wood white seemed to be greatly frightened and the conditional reflex wanted to retreat.

But Left didn't give her the chance to reach out and get her into her arms.

There is still a difference between the left encounter, which is alive, and the left encounter, which turns into a grudge. The corners of his face become clearer and taller and taller. He squeezes the white jaw of Shen Wood and gathers his face together, "Where do you want to hide? ”

Of course, the sex is a little perverted right now...

Shen Wood shivered his body lane, “Left encounter. ”

Left he touched her face, looked at her unemotionally, his eyes slightly pulled down into her eyes.

Shen Kibai almost thought of him as the previous left encounter, hesitated to say, "I dreamed about your past. ”

She thought it might still be a coincidence once, but twice, it would be a coincidence.

Left didn't speak, just pinched her ears with those cold hands.

Shen Mubai was held in his arms, somehow frightened and awkward, and frozen with a miserable white face.

Left face lowered head, cold air poured on her face.

Shen Kibai felt the other side gather into her ear with an almost eerily cold voice, "The year he was taken to jail, I didn't have the ability to leave this house that binds me. ”

“Until the third year, I went to prison to see him. ”

“and then kill him. ”

“First, let the warden think he's mentally ill, eat his own flesh, and then let him dig out his gut. ”

“When he had a breath left, there was a mouse in the next cell, and he came in and ate his heart little by little. ”

Left encounter pinched her ear, slowly out of the process of killing Left Fuzhong.

Shen Wood listened, feeling both happy and creepy.

Now she's really sure that the post-mortem left encounter has really completely blackened.

Shen Wood looked at each other in horror and shaking as he reached into a cold hand in his clothes.

A strange curve was raised at the left corner of the lip, accompanied by a pale face, a gloomy eye, and a sweat that could not be said to be vertical.

Shen Mubai cried very badly, she still couldn't accept that it was a ghost left, dying to crawl out, “You, you let me go, I'm not funny. ”

Rubbing her ears on her left, she covered her lips on her eyelids with a slightly dull voice, “Don't move. ”

Cold hand thin mo || wrapped around her fine waist, Shenmu White was frightened by this pervert to cry, “Left encounter, what do you want? Didn't you say you wouldn't kill me? ”

Left encounter provoked her chin, black eyes staring straight at her, “Well, I won't kill you, so don't move. ”

Shen Kibai felt something was wrong, and she felt that the left encounter seemed to be simply touching her.

Is it true that ghosts crave human temperatures?

Thinking about it, she wiped away her tears in a very tight way, thinking, she endured.

She was a little tired, but her left hand was too cold, so she couldn't sleep even with her eyes closed. In the end, she could only cry and ask, "Okay? ”