Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Because of the wet, perfectly green curve that unfolds unreservedly, tempting skin, even across a thin veil, can imagine that delicate soft touch.

He couldn't help but think of the scene he saw in the mirror, his throat rolled slightly down, his eyes opened again, and he couldn't hide the implicit seepage || yu and fire | heat.

Yung Qing's fingerbones moved slightly, his eyes filled with indomitable restraint patrolled the girl, and finally his lips spit out a sentence.

Shen Wood whispered to hear Master whisper her name, stunned.

You know, Yong Qing has never called her that before. She always looks like she has less chilling words.

She had to scream, "Master, were you calling me? ”

“Nothing.” She replied softly.

Shen Kibai hesitated. Is it true that she heard wrong?

She closed her eyes again, and the next moment, she gradually felt something wrong.

The sound of the water flowing from Baiyu Pool Springs gradually went away, and I couldn't feel the lucidity behind me.

Shen Kibai opened his eyes and found himself clearly still in place, but he couldn't see anything around him.

“Master.” She couldn't bear to scream.

Without a response, the dripping water sounded like ripples.

Shen Mubai was vigilant and tight, as was the case the last time the man in red came.

But she didn't expect, the next moment, to see the clear figure.

As soon as the white clothes slowly arrived, the silver hair was shining like a moon. The face under the silver eyes was as beautiful as a jade. The silver eyes looked at her.

Shen Wood's white face revealed strange, detected something was wrong, couldn't help but snap his fingers.

Master won't look at her like this.... It's a little revealing || Bone look...

Rong Qing's silver eyes have always been heartless and cold, like the everlasting snow mountain.

Shum swallowed his saliva and stared closely at the past, "Who are you? ”

‘Jungqing’ did not speak until he walked in front of her and looked down at her.

Those silver eyes grew deeper and deeper in her wet body.

Shen Wood White had to retreat.

‘Cheongqing’ stretched out a long, white hand, provoked her chin, and invaded her cool breath. The next moment, she covered her lips.

“Hmm..” Shen Mubai was forced to lift his neck slightly and struggled, but was trapped in place by an action that the other party could not refuse.

The aggressive atmosphere of possession, intense desire, infiltrated every part of her body without a hole.

The girl was blindfolded by the hot lip kiss, and the corner of her eyes could not help but reveal a few eyebrows. |

The valley in the chest owes | even more so, the 'clear' eye color leaves a trace of ambiguity on that snowy white skin.

Shen Kibai didn't know what was going on, but the look in front of her made her ashamed, resistant, "Don't... let go of me. ”

‘Clear' dropped her lips on the girl's long neck, dropped her eyes slightly, and incorporated the spring || color under her wet overcoat into her eyes.

It was like the white rabbit's tenderness came close, and with the turbulence of the breath, it fluctuated and touched its body again and again.

As if she had not seen the young girl's pleading face, ‘Clear' half-faced her shirt, lips covered, allowed | kissed down.

Shenzhen curled her toes white, the cold spring water soaked the two of them, and one of the big hands of 'Clean' caused her to tremble.