Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chu Baimo stared closely at the person on the surveillance screen and closed the bathroom door, then slowly closed his eyes.

He can imagine the other person's beautiful body | body lines, delicate skin, and slim waist limbs, droplets slipping down the neck and then hiding down.

He couldn't help but breathe, and he held his fingers impatiently and whitened slightly.

I can't stand just imagining it anymore, if I see it with my own eyes, I'm afraid I'm going to lose control of myself.

Chu Bai Mo must not be allowed to sabotage his plan because of a temporary personal | valley debt.

He lifted his eyelids and slowly rode his wheelchair towards the edge of the bed.

....

The teenager lay on his side of the bed, holding a pillow, buried his face in it and smelled it almost obsessively.

There was a low laugh in his throat, and he said softly, “Dr. Shen... I love the smell on you. ”

“What should I do? I'm not satisfied like this anymore. ”

After washing up, I took a look at the phone and the pervert didn't send me any more messages.

It seems like moving into the Chu family is a great thing, not only has the pervert stopped following the footsteps, but he can also eat the dishes made by the chef. Such a day is really too happy.

Shem Wood White rolled around in bed somewhat excitedly, and she didn't notice that her pillow had been replaced with a new one.

Beautiful sleep, morning light came in through the curtains, the person lying on the bed rubbed the nest, then slowly swallowed up.

She squeezed her hair up on her head and slowly beat an arrears.

“Good morning.” The gentle voice rang, and Chu Bai Ink, who had been watching for half an hour, lifted his lip slightly.

“So cute. ”

Shen Mubai didn't know he was being watched, lazy to take his clothes out of the wardrobe and then take off his little rabbit's pajamas.

She bent down slightly and straightened her legs white and clean.

The person in the surveillance turned his back and his good figure fell into his eyes.

Chu Bai Ink's breathing stagnated for a moment, tightening his fingers, and his earlobes stained with faint redness.

Despite a little enthusiasm in his nostrils, he couldn't help but look away and stare greedily and obsessively at the beautiful curve.

It wasn't until he put his clothes back on that he was somewhat disappointed to take his eyes back.

When Shen Mubai left the house, he happened to see Chu Bai Ink.

The other person sat in a wheelchair and seemed to want to close the door.

She hastily walked over, "Young Master Bai Mo. ”

Chu Baimo turned his face and a polite smile appeared on his face, "Good morning, Dr. Shen. ”

Shen Kibai said, "Let me help you. ”

She closed the door and pushed the wheelchair, “Is the housekeeper there? ”

“I let him do something.” A gentle voice came from the other side.

Shen Kibai found his voice a little dull and couldn't help but say, "Master Bai Mo, are you all right? ”

“It's okay." The teenager paused and replied.

Two people took a hug and a maid started preparing breakfast.

Shen Mubai sat opposite Chu Bai Ink, and compared to his breakfast, Chu Bai Ink was still just a glass of boiling water.

She bit a frying bag and drank another sip of milk and couldn't help narrowing her eyes slightly.

The person opposite had a little milk white on the corner of his lip, enjoyed his meal like a squirrel, and the cup in Chu Bai Ink's hand almost slipped off.

He stabilized his mind and stared at the other person's delicate red lips, his throat getting a little dry.