Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Seeing that he was no longer crying, Shen Kibai sighed in relief and muddled, "Go to sleep. ”

It's true, this is a hell of a place, marrying a man is fine, and you have to spoil him.

Who's not a little communal anymore.

That's what I thought, but in order to prevent teenagers from wandering off their minds again, I had to hug people, “That's it. ”

“Wife owner feels good.” The teenager's voice sounded clean and beautiful, holding the woman's waist and limbs in one hand, somewhat shy.

Shumwood closed his eyes and although he felt a little uncomfortable, he tried to ignore the past, “Go to sleep, good night. ”

“Wife owner.” The teenager asked softly, "What do you mean good night? ”

Shen Kibai called out an arrears, “is a greeting before bed. ”

Yin Xueyuan was curious, “But I never heard of it. Where did my wife hear it from? ”

Shum Wood shrugged his eyes, his voice blurred, "Don't ask so many questions, go to sleep. ”

“Has the wife said the same thing to her brother?” The juvenile's body came a little closer, and his voice seemed to be in his ear, unlike the usual clean and bright, with a slightly invisible low sink.

Shen Mubai was trapped in a dog, and his head was dizzy, "No, you were the first. ”

“The wife will only say yes to me later?” Yin Xueyuan looked at this face in front of him and said softly.

She subconsciously promised.

The woman looked at her eyes and looked good when she slept. The british five officials were soft. When the beautiful red lips were smiling, they softened slightly and were very attractive.

Wearing a gown on a weekday, you are looking good in style.

Yin Xueyuan looked at it for a while and asked softly, “My wife, is it better than me to hold Brother Shao Mei? ”

In a daze, he heard the teenager's voice and mumbled, "The ghost knows. ”

The teenager bent his lips, “Haven't the wife ever held him? ”

Shen Mubai continued to mumble, "No, Snow Abyss, go to sleep. ”

Yin Xueyuan did not speak, just stared at her face.

The white of the sunken tree in my sleep is not self-aware.

As the woman breathed long, Yin Xueyuan crooked her face and sighed, "It doesn't look like a human skin mask. ”

“I'm afraid it's hard to pretend to be Nalan. ”

“Interesting. ”

....

With his eyes open, he hid a man in his arms, and the teenager lay quietly on his body, holding his arms tight to his waist.

Shen Woo Bai's little heart was inevitably a little irritated again, and she hurriedly pushed away.

Yin Xueyuan rubbed his eyes, "My wife? ”

His clothes were semi-open, revealing a delicate white collarbone, hidden and seductive.

Shen Kibai was embarrassed to look away, "You... put your clothes on first. ”

When I think about it, it's the kind of woman who wants to marry someone. She was not immune to the guilt of a crime, although she was not a true Nalan.

Yin Xueyuan blushed and bit her lip. “Although I am not old enough to sleep, if the wife wants to see, Xueyuan.. Xueyuan...”

Shen Kibai took a deep breath and turned around, “You're still young, get dressed first. ”

Shit, shouldn't she be worried about her virginity?

Though it is clear to me what kind of country this is, Shen Mubai is still in a very complex mood.

The voice of the teenager came from behind, “Master Wife, I'm good. ”

Shen Kibai turned around.

She looked at her and wanted to reach over.

Shen Kibai shocked again, "What do you want to do? ”

The teenager blinked, "Change your wife's clothes. ”

Shen wood white nervous weakness, “No, I'll do it myself. ”

After the woman left, Yin Xueyuan bent her eyes.

Then sighed softly, “How can you be the woman of the North Dumping Country if you are so afraid of being occupied cheap? It's okay to deal with other people. If you get to the Emperor, what can you do? ”

“My wife's lord. ”