Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

She looked up in her heart and bit her lip, “Master... did you pass it on to me the other day? ”

“Didn't you already know?” Silver eyes looked at her quietly, "he asked. ”

Shen Kibai looked at him in confusion.

The silver-haired man in white walked up to her, reaching out and squeezing her chin, his eyes dropped and his eyes were cold, "How was his palace compared to Thousand Spirit Peaks? ”

Shen Kibai stared at him.

Yung Qingyin's eyes couldn't see any emotions, he said faintly, “So Jiu 'er should not be a teacher now? ”

Shaking his head, Shen Wood white bites his lips, "Master, the disciple knows wrong. ”

She squeezed her fingers tightly and felt the ultimate in her heart.

“The teacher gave you an opportunity to explain.” Clear and knowledgeable, “why? ”

Shen Mubai was forced to look at him, his mind was confused and he could only shake his head, “Master, I can't say. ”

When his gaze is high, he will touch her lips with his fingers, "Did you ever refuse to touch you like this? ”

She stayed, her cheeks were red, her mouth was hard to open, but she couldn't say a word.

Clear lips have been pressed down, a slender hand clamped behind her head, with a cold, cold aura, but straight into, with intense aggression and strength.

Shen Wood opened his eyes slightly and just wanted to earn money, he heard the man say, "Did you ever think of being a teacher when you were around him? ”

She stopped at once.

She was overwhelmed, overwhelmed, and even provoked a strong sense of guilt and shame. She attacked at once, beating down the thoughts she had intended to resist.

Shem Wood White didn't know when she was being held into the white jade pool, and the cold spring soaked her and her clothes firmly attached to her skin.

And the clear lips have fallen on her delicate snow and white neck, kissing all the way up, those silver eyes filled with yu | reading against her, the voice with a slight dark mute, "told the teacher. ”

Shen Ki opened his mouth white, "Master... I'm... sorry. ”

She looked over with her wet eyes and clasped her lips, "Master, I have not betrayed you. ”

Looking at her with a clear eye, “Why don't you say it? ”

Shen Wood shook his head white.

She can't say, she can't say.

Yung Qing stopped talking, the slender's hand went under her and leaned over and kissed her again.

Unlike the enthusiasm and greed of a jailbird, each move of the other can curl her toes to the extreme.

“Master... um...” Shen Wood's white eyes filled with moisture, reddish complexion, begging for the past.

With her eyes slightly drooling, Yu | reads disaster, knowing that she can't bear to look away, even if it is just a glance.

Shen Kibai senses a deadly trembling chestnut everywhere his hand is.

Too bad.

She couldn't help but open her wet eyes and said, "Master... I'm not... don't be angry...”

He looked like a cactus, and his eyes carried the girl under him, but the movement in his hand did not pause slightly, and he leaned over his lips.

Shum Wood felt the soft spot captured, his toes curled, tears flooded, “Don't... master...”

The water ripples one after the other as the shadows of the two overlap.

Clear and slightly dripping eye curtains, the eye color becomes more intense and viscous.

The girl's shirt is half faded, the snow white skin drops a little bit of kissing marks, the pink is beautiful and seductive, and the delicacy in the bones is enough to make any man go crazy.