Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

“Young Master Bai Mo, your room is much simpler than I imagined.” Looking around, Shen Mubai retracted his gaze.

Chu Baimo smiled softly, "What does Dr. Shen think my room looks like? ”

Shen Kibai couldn't say, “Let's do that on TV. ”

Lips slightly lifted, Chu Baimou softly said, “Then you may be mistaken, my room looks simple, in fact there are many things you don't know. ”

Shen Mubai doesn't understand, but it doesn't prevent her from imagining the world of rich people. What looks ordinary is actually amazing value.

The teenager sat down on the bed, and she lowered her body, holding each other's legs with her hands, pinched them, and asked, “Does it hurt, Master White Ink? ”

“It doesn't hurt.” The teenager's gentle voice came from above.

Shenmu White did not lift his head and grabbed his legs carefully and carefully.

Chu white ink slightly drooped the eye curtain, his eyes fell on each other's long neck, full and small earlobes. If the scenery appeared, he felt slightly dry and warm all over his body.

The throat knot rolled for a moment and the gaze grew greedy and sticky, peeling off each other's clothes in the head, revealing the perfect body, soft lines and fine skin.

He squeezed his fingers slightly, his voice slightly dull, “Dr. Shen..”

Shen Kibai thought he was pinching him. He hurriedly stopped. "What's wrong, Young Master Bai Mo? ”

Chu Baimo looked at her and hid a dirty thought in her head, but she had a gentle harmless smile on her face. "I just thought Dr. Shen's massage technique was good. Have you studied it specially before? ”

Shen Kibai took it easy and continued to squeeze his legs, "No, you know, I'm just a shrink. ”

“I can't tell.” Chu Bai Ink replied carelessly, but the laughter on his lips gradually deepened.

Never learned?

Then he's her first time.

Chu Bai Mo almost reacted, he just felt excited, wanted to press each other on this bed, kiss them hard, and then stick them in their clothes, without touching that fascinating delicate skin.

The massage lasted almost half an hour, and Shim Wood White's hands were a little sour, “Master Shim, how are you feeling? ”

“Much better.” Chu Bai Ink suppressed his voice and tried to return in a calm tone.

Despite feeling in love, I'm afraid he'll really react if he goes on.

Shen Kibai heard the answer and stood up and stretched his back lazily.

She did not see that Chu Bai Ink's eyes almost instantly became incredibly deep, staring closely at the revealed fine skin, slightly moving the throat.

“Young Master Bai Mo, your break time is up.” Shen Kibai took a look at the time.

“Well, hard work, Dr. Shen.” The teenager smiled politely at her for a moment.

“Then I will not disturb Master Bai Mo.” Shen Kibai said, just wanting to turn around and leave the room, Yu glanced at a pile of drawing paper and stopped.

Chu Bai Mo looked at her gaze and couldn't see anything unusual on her face. “What is Dr. Shen looking at? ”

“Did Young Master Bai Mo paint those paintings before?” Shen Mubai was curious.

“Well, I used to spend time when I was bored.” Chu Bai Mo supported his body, returned to the wheelchair and slowly stroked over.

“Do you want to see Dr. Shen? ”