Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The old man patted him on the shoulder, which meant a long way, “Take this opportunity well, Your Majesty is not ordinary. ”

Cuizhu nodded busily, "Naturally, Mom. ”

After the door was closed again, he quickly picked out a new dress and sat in front of the bronze mirror dressed up.

A slight sound came from behind.

Cuizhu turned her head with some vigilance.

There's nothing wrong with the room except he's alone.

Cuizhu patted his chest before he could breathe a sigh of relief. A slight laugh appeared in his ear, “Quite alert. ”

The teenager's voice is bright and pleasant. If it was elsewhere, it would definitely make people feel good, but now, it gives people a chilly feeling.

Cuizhu stared slightly wide-eyed, just wanting to open his mouth and scream, the man said, “If you do, the worm in your mouth will bite off your tongue. ”

His pupils trembled slightly just because the other person's voice had just fallen behind, and he just felt something swimming rapidly in his jaw.

Cuizhu's beautiful face instantly turned white. He calmed down and said, “I don't know... who the son is? ”

A warm aura swept in and his chin was trapped by a long, white hand.

Cuizhu was finally able to meet the real face of the teenager Lushan.

The other party has a very handsome face, sword eyebrow star eyes, thin lips slightly pulled together, giving a very gentle feeling.

Once he attacked the black coat, the embroidered pattern on the robe was a bit strange, but he was quite a bit taller than many men in the northern dumping country. He was born so beautiful and clean, but the breath was very evil.

He bent his eyes, “It looks good. ”

Tsui Bamboo felt that the worm had crept into his mouth, and tears were spilling, “Son...”

The teenager sighed softly, "It's so ugly to cry. ”

Green bamboo's heart is even scared, trembling.

The teenager sat at the table and laughed. "You're crying wrong. ”

Cuizhu, ".....”

The other person crooked his head and sank, “You have to cry a little bit. Tears are too fierce to be true. Look at you, the snot is coming down. ”

His eyes were full of laughter, but Cuizhu felt terrible. He stunned to hold his tears back.

The teenager stared at him, "Cry for me, remember what I said. ”

Green bamboo frightened the tears down again, this time a little restrained, clear and pitiful.

The teenager sighed slightly, “Still no, the wife doesn't like you like that. ”

He bent his eyes and carefully detailed this face for a while, smiling hip-hop. “It's because it doesn't look as good as I do. ”

Cuizhu, ".....”

He was scared to death, “Son, what do you want? ”

The teenager didn't answer the question, “Are you meeting the Prince of the North Dungeon? ”

Green bamboo nodded with panic.

The teenager frowned bitterly and said, "My wife has begun to lure butterflies behind my back again.” He looked at the green bamboo and smiled hip-hop, "How about killing you? ”

Green bamboo looks scared.

“Lie to you.” Juvenile crooked, "I'd be in trouble if I killed you, but I'm not glad you're thinking about your wife. ”

Cuizhu hurriedly cried, “Son, I... I dare not, I dare not again. ”

“Um...” the teenager nodded, "I believe you. ”

Green bamboo face is delightful.