Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The teenager's eyes sparkled, so that he could lay there in his spare time, laughing and laughing, "Well, I'd like to see how the King owes me Yu Immortal Valley's death. ”

Shem Wood White took off that black coat and revealed the inner vest.

He bent his eyes and looked indifferent. His eyes looked at her instantly.

Long hair like ink scattered on the bed, the teenager's skin as white as jade, the look of the sword eyebrow star, even in the beautiful man as the cloud of the North, it is remarkable.

However, Shen Wood White had no desire to appreciate the beautiful mood. She swallowed the saliva and said with a wooden face. "The king is very crude. If you regret it now, he is a pitiful person after all. ”

The teenager slightly crooked his face and said in a gentle and considerate tone, "Nothing, I like the king like this. ”

Shum Wood White, “.....” Isn't that fucking scary?

She added one more sentence without dying, “The king likes to play with things like candle rope or something. If you are not afraid of pain, I will continue. ”

“Yay.” The teenager gave a shocking look.

Shen Wood's white eyes were proud, thought, scared.

I didn't know they were laughing, “I didn't know the prince had this habit, but... such a prince also likes to be tight. ”

Shen Kibai, "...”

She shook her hands and took a deep breath, telling herself to calm down and chill her face, “The king doesn't like to waste halfway, even if you call it painful, the king won't stop. ”

The teenager bent his lips and blinked, “Your Highness, you talk so much, don't you regret it? ”

Shen Wood's heart was tight and his eyebrows frowned. “Why should this king repent? You will be the only one who will lose anyway. ”

“In that case, let's hurry up, I can't wait.” The teenager's hands covered her and led her to take off her vest, revealing a fine, white chest.

Under the long neck, the delicate collarbone fainted.

However, Shen wood white hands and feet are soft, it is impossible to beat back the drum, riding tiger difficult, can only continue with hard scalp.

She comforted herself, not afraid, this person must be a thief heart without the courage of thieves, after all, this place is also a northern dumping country after all.

Shen Kibai mustered courage, reached out his hand and raised the teenager's chin, trying to pretend to be a hegemonic CEO's sneer, “Oh, little slut, can't wait? ”

The teenager lifted his eyelids, his eyes fluttered, his lips curled and he laughed, “The king knows his heart, come up quickly. ”

“You're so filthy, you're not clean anymore.” Shen Kibai let go of his chin and reveal a disgusting look, "the king did not touch a clean man. ”

The other party looks like she went through a hundred fights, she refuses for this reason, don't be too smart.

Juveniles climbed up and half-covered their bodies for women in the North Dumping Country to see, only to be afraid of nosebleeds.

He put his hands on the woman's shoulder and his narrow starry eyes filled with laughter. "Why don't the king personally verify it? ”

Shen Wood white can't hold his face anymore, his heart is desperate for a moment, life is like a play, he can only harden his scalp, he continues to cold his face, he stands high and looks at each other, “This king is filthy. ”

The teenager slightly crooked her face and put the woman's hand in her coat. She smiled softly. “The king has thought too much, and naturally my body is for you.” He said that, slightly sighed, "Prince, there are so many men in the backyard. ”