Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shum Wood White, "... can I have a glass of warm milk? ”

The bodyguard nodded and waved to the distance.

A maid came up.

“Ma'am said she wanted some milk. Go and warm her up.” The bodyguard commanded.

“Yes.” The maid retreated.

“Ma'am, can I help you?” The black-clothed bodyguard did his duty.

“No, thank you.” Shen Wood White closed the door calmly.

Wife or something, she pretends to be deaf, but since there are guards outside the door, it proves that there are also natural outside the villa.

Shen Kibai felt he Zeyu was iron hearted to keep her beside him.

Lying on that soft queen bed, she seemed to remember something, and the whole person jumped up.

“No, the system, it's the third day, why haven't we left yet? ”

The system buckled, “There was a slight accident and it may take a few more days. ”

Shen Kibai smiled coldly, "Do you think I'm cheating? ”

And the system said, "Well, we may not be able to leave for a while. ”

Shum Kibai, "... are you fucking kidding me? ”

The system itself was so embarrassed, how did it know what was going on, all the features were frozen, and it couldn't get in touch with it, so it told the story.

Shum Wood's white face blinded, "Are you sure you have the virus? ”

The system thought so, so I had to say, "I had to wait until I found my anomaly above and contacted me. ”

Shen Mubai is somewhat depressedly buried in the pillow. Anyway, the situation can't get any worse. Why not eat well and drink well before sleeping well?

So he slowly beat a hook and fell asleep in a daze.

When He Zeyu came out, he saw the person in the bed curling slightly and his soft hair scattered by his earlobes. White cheeks are shallow, thin and red, breathing evenly and smoothly.

His eyes slightly deepened and he went to bed and held people in his arms.

They frowned softly, whispered something, and subconsciously searched for a comfortable place to continue sleeping.

He Zeyu stared at her sleeping face and her long, curly eyelashes left a faint shadow under the curtain. The delicate red lips seemed to deliberately lure him.

With his big hand over his white, delicate face, he leaned over his soft lips.

Like a man in the desert who encounters water, the source of his cravings.

Shen Mubai woke up suffocated, her brain was slurred, her tongue was sucked by people, she slowly opened her eyes and saw a handsome face close to her.

He Zeyu's deep eyes were staring at her, a big hand strapped to her back of the head and kissed her violently.

Shen Wood White could not breathe. She pushed the other hand and found that the tattoo was still intact.

Not only is it physical, but even this spleen is also irresistible, and suddenly a little depressed to give up the struggle.

He Zeyu reached into her clothes, lips all the way down, sucking | kissing on her neck.

.....

In the middle of the night, the already exhausted shenzhen trees fell asleep.

He Zeyu held her waist beside him, his eyes stared at her straight at her, and his eyes were creepy paranoid.

When she woke up in the morning, she felt a hot body clinging to her, almost thinking she was in jail.

When she rubbed her eyes, she rubbed the deep eyes of He Zeyu.

Soft and sour, and a little painful, Shen Kibai knew he didn't do too much last night, but he was still a little depressed.