Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

He Zeyu looked at the face and said, "I remember a good restaurant nearby, you wait for me. ”

He called Wu Tesuke and told him a few things, then took the suit jacket and put it on neatly, then held Shen Kibai's hand.

The two men went out of the office and many employees looked over on the way and shouted congratulations to the general.

They looked at Shen Kibai with an astonishing look, but did not dare to argue.

After the two staff members at the front desk left the company, they whispered, "When did President He get married? ”

“I don't know, I just woke up. ”

“Strange, I've never heard of a fiancée before, where does this woman come from. ”

“However, He always seemed to really like her, otherwise he would not have declared her identity with such a big banner. ”

A lot of people were curious about Shen Mubai's identity and wondered which family she was in.

In fact, no one would have guessed that Mrs. Future President of the Hershey Group, just a few packets of noodles in a family estate the other day.

Two years ago, business was still as hot as ever at the restaurant where Hezeyu took Shen Mubai.

He was a former frequent visitor here, and the owner was a friend of his who could occupy one of the compartments just by saying hello.

The dishes here do taste good, and Shen Woo almost didn't swallow his tongue.

He Zeyu across the street handed her a piece of restaurant paper and looked deeply into her eyes and said, "If you like it, we'll come back later. ”

Shen Mubai was still very enthusiastic about the food and nodded after a sip of wine.

“When I'm done here, we're engaged.” Opposite came a low sinking, magnetic word.

Shen Kibai was almost choked to death, "Engagement? ”

“What's the matter?” Men's eyes are well understood and their beautiful faces don't show any emotions, but the atmosphere around them gives people a breathless feeling.

Shen Mu Bai suddenly shrugged, “Isn't it a little fast? ”

She was afraid she would have to marry again before the system could be repaired.

He Zeyu stared at her, without speaking, his face had begun to gloom.

Shen Kibai hastily changed the subject, “What happened to the doctor? Is there anything else wrong with you? ”

He Zeyu's eyebrows dissipated a little, but his eyes kept falling on her, “It's just a small matter, don't worry. ”

Shen Wood was anxious to think that he Zeyu's desire to control gave her a sense of forced oppression. Something always seemed wrong.

I had lunch, so I took her back to the office.

“Go to the back and rest for a while, I'll take care of some documents first.” He Zeyudo.

Shen Kibai nodded and was grabbed by the other hand and leaned down to kiss him.

With a strong sense of possession and a slightly fierce, brutal kiss, she scraped every inch of her mouth.

As soon as he kissed down, Shen Mu whitewashed his pants softly in each other's arms.

He Zeyu was a little impatient to breathe. He touched her waist and whispered, "Is it still sour here? ”

Shen Kibai nodded hastily, "Uncomfortable. ”

It's not a lie. I've been tired all night and I've been sitting here all day. It's a little overwhelming.

I rubbed my hands between my waists, accompanied by a low, dull voice, "I'll be gentle next time. ”

Shen Kibai believed his words to have ghosts, don't look at the real world He Zeyu is forbidden | the look of desire, in bed with the spiritual world of him he gave way.