Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

“Trouble with Qin's butler.” Shen Mubai was polite and took his luggage from the servant's hand.

Qin Butler turned slightly, “Our Young Master will ask Dr. Shen later. ”

“I will do my best to cure Master Chu's illness.” She smiled.

“Just tell Dr. Shen to do whatever he needs. ”

“Okay.”

Close the bedroom door, which is fully furnished and luxurious, especially the large bed in the middle, giving people the urge to jump over.

In fact, Shen Mubai did the same thing.

She buried herself in the sheets and felt soft and comfortable so she couldn't help but take a low breath and roll up a few more laps before rubbing off and playing like a cat.

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“Has Dr. Shen moved in yet?” The teenager in the wheelchair slightly flanked herself and asked softly.

Qin Butler, standing behind him, lowered his head slightly, respectfully replied, "Yes, young master. ”

“You go out.” Chu Bai Mo Wen said.

“Yes.” Housekeeper Qin retreated.

After the door was closed, Chu Bai Mo sitting in the wheelchair moved away in the other direction, only a woman appeared on the surveillance image.

He closed his eyes slightly and lay on the queen bed with a slightly thin red face and a slightly lifted waist coat revealing a thin, white waist limb.

Chu Baiink stared at the image without blinking, his throat slightly dry, some couldn't help but reach out and eager to touch each other, despite the cold touch of his fingertips, those pale brown eyes were still hot and greedy.

He stared so closely at each other's movements, fantasizing about the view inside him, his fingers slightly tightened, and his breathing was a little rushed.

The person on the bed rubbed his eyes, seemed to despair of that soft bed, rubbed his face, got up and tidied things.

Slim waist limbs were re-covered with clothes, and Chu Bai Ink's eyes slipped through a pity, but his eyes stayed on each other from start to finish.

The surveillance covered the entire bedroom, and the person's movements were under his own skin, and the teenager's eyes grew more intelligent.

He did not leave slowly and slowly before the surveillance until the other side left the door.

Chu Baimo opened the door of the bedroom in a wheelchair, and unexpectedly saw the person in the hallway, revealing a smile and greeting him gently, "Dr. Shen. ”

Shenggibai in that compartment was staring at the oil paintings along the corridor, which she could not understand, but also knew were of great value.

Classic and elegant, accompanied by a delicate and beautiful teenager, gives a powerful visual impact.

She stunned and walked over, "Young Master Chu, do you live in this room? ”

Chu Bai Mo smiled, “Want to come in? ”

Shen wood shook the head in a hurry.

The corner of the teenager's lips smiled, “Is Dr. Shen afraid of flooding beasts in my room? ”

Shen Kibai knew he was playing with himself, embarrassed for a moment.

“If you don't mind, you can call me White Ink.” The other person had a slight cough and had a slightly morbid face.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but say, "Master Chu, are you ill? ”

The teenager's eyes glistened slightly, did not deliberately correct her name, just moderate, “old sickness. ”

Shenmu Bai walked behind him and pushed the wheelchair path, “Master Bai Ink, what did you eat this morning? ”