Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

By the time I woke up, the sniffer had gone to the morning.

Shen wood white climbed painfully, only to see signs of obscurity.

The body is born delicate, the skin is white, and the ferocity of the other person makes it look more shocking.

She will be rolled up in a mattress, pitifully shrunk herself into a bunch, unable to bear to shed tears, and her face is very tranced.

When the lady heard the noise, she pushed open the palace door and walked in, then approached the couch, “Princess, the slave came to see you dressed. ”

Shen Kibai felt ashamed and ashamed, and didn't even dare to look directly into the eyes of others, “No, you go away. ”

She just remembered that her legs fell back into the mattress as soon as she was soft and suddenly blushed and felt uncomfortable.

The Miyagi hesitated for a moment and said softly, “Let the slaves come. ”

Shen Kibai didn't refuse this time. She thought, "How can you be so ashamed to smell people?" He's not afraid of this kind of incest. He's afraid of words. Someday he'll call someone, you know?

He has no face, he has no face.

Shen wood white twice hit, spiritual atrophy, sitting in front of copper mirror, face pale, lips swollen, very ugly.

The Miyagi cautiously said, "Princess, would you like some rouge? ”

Shen Woo pulled his lip white, “What rouge to apply, that's it. ”

The Miyagi whispered.

The smeller returned early today, and when Shen Kibai had just finished his makeup, he heard the courtesy of the guard from outside.

She just felt her legs and feet softened again, and Cesar trembled, and her subconscious physical reaction could not blame her.

“Go on down.” The smeller was sent to the Miyagi in Hua 'an Palace.

And then the whole person behind her hugged her and said, "Does it still hurt? ”

Shen Wood whitewashed his lips and did not speak.

“Still mad at Fifth Brother?” The smeller lifted her up and walked toward the side of the bed.

Shen Mubai thought he wanted an animal again, he was angry and depressed, “Smell people, I've already done this, what else do you want? ”

The smeller put her down and touched her hair. A little smile appeared on her face, "Brother Wu just wanted you to rest a little longer. ”

Shumwood silently pulled into the mattress, “Go away, I don't want to see you right now. ”

The look on her face slightly converged, her eyes became darker, she smelled the person on the bed instantly, then leaned over, hugged her waist and kissed her forehead, “Brother Wu admitted to you mistakenly, next time it won't be so unknowingly heavy. ”

He first tasted it, not to mention the | still so tight | soft, and inevitably lost his mind because of the perennial repression of invisibility.

“Do you want another time?” Shen Wood White Cold Road.

How could there be such a brazen person, not to mention her own sister?

Smell people not talking, just quietly hugging people, but big hands moved to the waist, slowly rubbing, gently moving.

Shen Wood breathed in a breath, but she couldn't deny that she was feeling much better when she heard people do this.

“Lok's body is still too bad.” I smell a low voice in my ear, with some dullness, "needs to be well groomed. ”

After listening to this, Shen Kibai didn't say anything. Anyway, she won't take those pills anymore.

During breakfast, Shim Wood White's hands with the spoon were shaking and almost fell to the ground.

Instead of exaggerating, she was all sore and powerless and woke up this morning at the behest of the Mistress.

Breakfast was a good thing to make up for. I smelled people's eyes staring at her all the time. I lowered my sight and laughed, "Brother Wu feeds you. ”