Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

After grieving for a little while, he realized that the man was still looking at his shenzhen white and quickly changed his personal mood. The whole person was somewhat stiff in place, like a fossil that had been squatting for centuries.

She quickly noticed that Augustus seemed to be out of his mind.

Shen Kibai revealed a surprising look, carefully detailed, to confirm that this was indeed the case.

The deep blue eyes of the man faded slightly, and then passed away in an elegant motion to continue enjoying the dinner in front of her, as if it had just been her illusion.

realizing that the shenzhen wood white suddenly sighed in relief, frightened people to death.

After this, she stood still for a while and didn't dare follow each other.

With the passing of time, I don't know how long I've been here, and I'm in the mood to squat my hair in the corner, “System, you come out. ”

System, "? ”

"How long am I going to stay here? ”

The system says I don't know.

Shen Kibai felt that not only was she mentally ill, but she was almost there.

Hello, patient. Goodbye, patient.

However, her sick friend was much more moisturized than she was, sitting in a comfortable position in the garden with black tea in her hand and her eyes dropping in the glorious rose garden of fire.

Sometimes a man sits just one afternoon, looking away, without a point of return or destination.

The look on his face grew more stable and he couldn't see his emotions.

The maid in the estate changed batch after batch, and the older housekeeper was slower and slower. He looked at the young master, whose face had not changed much over the years, and showed a slightly confused look.

Less than a few days later, the old butler quit because of his age. There is a new housekeeper in his thirties who is like an old housekeeper, serious and capable.

The new maid grew minded and ‘carelessly' spilled it on the man while serving black tea.

Auguste sits in place, and despite his wolves, the noble elegance that emanates from within and out cannot be obscured.

The maid hurried out of her body and apologized in panic, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to. ”

She has charming blonde curly hair, beautiful green eyes with tears, shaky and pitiful.

Yet the man did not let her touch herself, slightly rising, slightly dropping her eyes, "Fortress. ”

The new butler, who rushed in, looked cold.

The maid was fired.

She was reluctant to look at the estate before she left. She did not understand that men were excellent and that the so-called young lady was merely an eye-catcher.

Why haven't you had a chance?

The rest of the maids follow the Reminder, and do not dare to give birth to anything more than half of their hearts.

Lady Eliza is old, and even though the years leave traces on her, that beautiful rhyme still accompanies her.

She looked at herself as if she was a son who had stayed for a certain period of time. She was not at all happy, and she was worried and sad.

Mrs. Eliza doesn't like vampires, but Augustus is her child, and despite a little fear, she still loves him.

So housekeepers and servants in the manor always switched new batches shortly after.

This had no effect on Augustus, as if whoever stayed could not interfere with his mood.

Eliza's brown corners were becoming more and more wrinkled, and when she came to see her child, the corners couldn't suppress tears.

“You'll die, son. ”