Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Jiang Yucheng was used to his personality. He turned to the two leading women and asked, "Rouge, Qingyun girl, what do you all know? ”

Rouge is a magnificent beauty. He brings the charm of words and deeds into his bones. He can smile and hook up all the souls beside him. “Go back to the son, the slave family will have more, depending on what the son wants to see. ”

Relative to the magnificence of rouge, the clear rhyme is gorgeous, but surrounded by the poor water spirit of Chu Chu, plus her younger age, the voice is also very crisp, “the slave family plays the piano. ”

Her mouth said, those eyes were frightened to look at the smell, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Jiang Yu could see naturally. He snapped his lip and smiled. “My brother, you don't get along with women much on weekdays. Miss Qing Rhyme, you have to treat her more. ”

Rouge said with a smile, "Son, let's go upstairs. It's not convenient here. There are only a few talents that slaves want to show you. ”

Sniffing a frown, she just wanted to turn around and left. Jiang Yucheng grabbed her and whispered to him. “If you don't touch the girl, you have to give her a face. If you don't give them to me, give them to me. ”

But in his heart, he didn't think it. This is a passionate fragrance house. Even a man with good strength cannot surrender if he encounters warm and fragrant soft jade.

Upon entering the elegant room on the second floor, Qing Rhyme took the harmonica, rouge changed into red clothes, revealed snow white arms, and began to dance with the music.

Jiang Yucheng couldn't even blink his eyes. The throat knot rolled slightly. He had long held it down, and under the deliberate seduction of Rouge, his blood boiled.

Clear rhymes were played in veil on weekdays. Today's exception was made. She looked up at the handsome man in black and slowly lowered her expectations.

The other person's gaze was not on her, his eyebrows lowered, and he didn't know what to think.

Qingyun spent several years in the Passion House, and the visitors who came and went often saw a lot of it. At first glance, it was clear that the man in black had a heart.

Her heart was slightly sour, but she was accidentally touched on the way to Rouge.

Rhyme dazed for a moment and understood what she meant.

Regardless of who the Guest belongs to, it is their responsibility to please them, and even a brief temperate storage is good if they get into their eyes.

“Rouge and Qing Rhyme girls are not only born beautiful, even talent is so good. I am a crude person, how can I do this? It is truly a blessing for three lifetimes.” Jiang Yucheng smiled and held the rouge in her arms and drank the wine she had sent.

Rouge smiled delicately, “The son was so praised, the servants gave an ugly donation, hope not to give up. ”

The crisp rhythm of this compartment stepped carefully towards this side and said softly, “Do you want a drink, son? ”

The smeller looked up at her and shook her head.

“Is the son from the capital?” Freshly rhymed, afraid to annoy each other, deliberately keeping distance.

"That's right," he said. ”

He smelled the scent on the other side and frowned slightly.

Different from his ninth sister, it irritates him for no reason.

You smell a little bitter, Ninth Sister?

Now six years later, I don't know what she looks like. Is there anything wrong with her body? Did you take the medicine that people brought back? Remember his fifth brother?

The thoughts in my heart grow like crazy, I can't help but smell the heart being invaded, and the color of the gods between my eyebrows grows more depressing.