Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Kibai has become accustomed to saying this with that face of paralysis, and the gesture of kissing hands is normal, and can be seen everywhere in the world, although a little uncomfortable just now, it is not incomprehensible.

“As long as you like. ”

Five full years in Haines.

As her body grew, Yardev made more demands on her.

In order to prevent accidents from happening, she also needs to improve her fitness at the request of the other party, even though Roselle seems to be omnipotent.

But Harriman is, after all, a big family, countless people staring at her behind her back, not afraid of 10,000, just in case.

All the time was filled, and Shen Wood White could not help but sleep in his queen bed.

But sleeping lazily is impossible. It is impossible to sleep lazily for the rest of your life, and only if Roselle leaves her alone can this life be sustained.

“Master, it's time for you to get up.” The same tone rang in his ears.

Shen Wood White can only pretend not to hear, buried hard in the pillow.

“After breakfast, you have to go to the training ground for a while, and the afternoon is arranged to patrol the underground arena.” Roselle pulled open the curtains and walked over.

“I'm sleepy and tired.” Shen Wood White tried to be delicate.

“Between 3: 30pm and 4: 00pm you have a half hour break.” Roselle whispered, “Now please get up for breakfast. ”

She gets annoyed when she hears this.

“Psst, why do I have to endure all this pain? ”

Not only does the system not have any sympathy, but it also pours oil on the fire, "Hurry up, Grandpa. ”

Shen Wood was lying on the bed, “I wouldn't. ”

The system is too lazy to care for her.

Shen Mubai's other kung fu has not increased over the years, but his face is quite thick. Even if Roselle had prepared the toiletries herself, she would not have moved.

Until the black-haired man bent over and lifted her whole body.

Shen Wood was empty, his eyes opened suddenly, and he yelled, “Roselle, what are you doing? ”

“Take you to the bathroom.” Roselle looked unemotionally.

Shen Mubai was really scared, let the other side let go, "I get it. ”

At the moment her feet landed, she whispered, “Roselle, you've changed. ”

The dark-haired man's eyes drooped slightly and his tone remained unchanged, "If you don't sleep lazily and eat breakfast on time, I'll ask for your opinion next time. ”

Shen Mubai was right about nothing.

She couldn't beat Roselle, but she had to shut up.

After finishing the milk on the table, Shen Mubai stood up and walked towards the training ground.

Roselle is still behind her and stops with her as she stops, “Do you have anything else to do? ”

Shen Wood turned and shook his head.

“Are you still dissatisfied with what I did this morning?” Roselle said.

He shook his head again, gauged his whole body and walked over.

Stand in front of each other and measure the height gap with your hands.

Finally, a face collapsed.

Because five years later, she got to Roselle's chest, and it was so hard.

“You don't have to be sad, height is not the most important thing.” Roselle paralyzed one in front of her.

I'm not sad. Why am I not sad?

Who wants to be a dwarf?