Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Then he grabbed the bowl spoon and approached it.

Shen Kibai glanced up at the lady waiting for her. Although she lowered her eyebrows and did not dare to say anything, she still felt uncomfortable with the fur, so she said, "I won't eat. ”

The smeller was not angry, but held her jaw with his big hand, "Bullshit. ”

His eyes were dark and dark. When he was not laughing, the color of the gods gave a high and deep unpredictable feeling, not to mention the surrounding atmosphere, which made people look at it only once, they could not dare to look at it.

Shen Mubai was naturally false, and his heart took the lead, so he ate what he had been feeding.

After breakfast, the smeller was accompanied by her for a while, so she went to work on those matters.

Shen Wood lay half-dead in bed, his eyes faintly open, his hands tightly clamped to the mattress, a trance, the appearance of mental disorder.

The system looked a little pathetic and couldn't bear to say, “It's not the first time, anyway, look away. ”

Shen Mubai said, "You don't understand, this time is different, I feel bad in my heart, betrayed the party and the people. ”

System, "... speak human language. ”

Shum Wood cried out, “How can he do this? We are brothers and sisters, kisses, a father born, animals! ”

System, "you'll be treated as a dog bite. ”

Shen Wood wiped his tears white, "The dog wants to bite me again. ”

The system had nothing to say, and it was a little depressed, so it doubted life with its own host.

Shen Mubai spiritually withered for a few days, and the smeller could see that, even if she could not take time, she could be freed, although it was still under a lot of eyes.

After a week's rest, Shen Mu Bai's body finally came back to life full of blood. Of course, literally, her spirit is still a little bad.

She even felt like she was going to get depressed with the system if she went on like this.

The smell of human death is immense. As long as you come to the Temple of Hua 'an, almost all of you will serve in person. Such an honor, there is only Shen Mubai left in the world.

But she was not happy at all, and the more she smelled good for her, the more melancholy she became.

On that night, Shumwood slept badly and noticed someone next to him touching him, opening his eyes, smelling a hint of wine, hesitating, "Smell people? ”

The man held her in his arms and whispered, "Lol. ”

“Have you been drinking?” Shen Mubai was a little unbearable, trying to break free, didn't break free.

Smell the man kissing her neck, “Drink some, not drunk, don't be afraid. ”

Shen Mu was speechless. When you used to say that, could you control her own things, so that she could tell her heart straight.

“Does it still hurt?” The smeller nipped at her ear, sounding impatient and dull.

The Shen Mu Bai crisis sensed vigilance and burst into the shadows, dying to twist his body, “Don't touch me. ”

He snorted low and mute, “Lol, don't move. ”

I noticed the big guy, Shen Kibai immediately split up, trembling and whispering, “I smell people getting hurt... I hurt. ”

She sniffed and held her quietly. She pecked a few bites and said for a while, "Okay, don't touch you. ”

Shen Mubai took a relaxed breath, no longer cared about the people behind him, closed his eyes and began to force himself to sleep.

After a long time, she heard someone whispering in her ear, “Liao, Fifth Brother wants to talk to you. ”