Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

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“Tomorrow is Light Festival, son.” Willow green came in with a stack of snack fruit and placed it on the table.

Shen Mubai held the speech book in his hand, and he didn't lift his head when he heard it. He grabbed a piece of it and put it in the mouth with accuracy. "Okay, I'll take you out tomorrow to play. ”

Liu Qing's face was full of joy and his lips smiled. “The son is the best. ”

She stared at her son's face and couldn't help but blush.

Though I know the son is a woman, every time I see him, my heart can't help pounding.

No wonder every one of those girls out there admires the boy, and if she can... she'll live with him all her life.

Liu Qing was surprised by his thoughts and shook his head quickly.

“Qing 'er, what's wrong with you?” Shen Wood White said strangely.

Those water-soft eyes look at themselves more lethal than the poison in the world.

Liu Qing couldn't bear to cover his nose, “Son, no, I can't look at you. ”

Shen Kibai, ".....? ”

The little maid hurriedly turned around and was shy. “The son is beautiful, the slave is a little unbearable. ”

Shen Mubai almost dropped the book in his hand, hurriedly said, “Chill, young child. ”

”Liu Qingdu said," My son, you are born so beautiful, and the slaves want... ”

Shen Kibai, “.....” No, you don't.

She was really scared, scared at the lighthouse festival, and would be disrespected by a sudden woman like the last time, deliberately put a fake mustache on herself, and then hairdressed, "Green, what do you say? ”

Liu Qingqing shrugged and swallowed saliva. "You look mature, son. ”

Shen Wood swayed the fan white, “That should do it. ”

Liu Qing shook her head, “Son, like you, slaves are afraid that the women can't stand it...” she stopped.

Shen Kibai, ".....”

It would be better if she could only find something to do with her face, which looked rather unpleasant.

Just so you can still see it's a handsome, beautiful man.

But it's good that the turnaround rate has dropped a lot, and if it's on a weekday, it's very depressing.

The lighthouse festival in Beijing is naturally very lively, not only the market is full of things, everything should be there, people everywhere, even those shop theatre gardens are crowded with people.

There are also mystery poetry activities, and Shen Mubai can also make some simple guesses, those difficult things she can't help.

All the free light flowers were given to Liu Qing.

As for her, only one of the masks was chosen, because there were too many little things, and she couldn't even hold them, so she could choose which one was convenient.

And the mask is of great use to her.

I ate a bowl of ravioli, and Shenmu touched my belly, satisfied with a hiccup.

Big hand waved, “Liu Qing, let's go home. ”

Liu Qing didn't know what he was looking at. He looked distracted.

She looked over, wondering, "What are you looking at? ”

Liu Qing hesitated, “Son, I just saw Yin Fu's housekeeper. ”

Shen Wood stood up hastily tight in his heart.

Indeed, the housekeepers of the Inn Mansion were in a crowd, but they did not pause, and walked purposefully in one direction.

Oh no.

Her heart snapped.

That is obviously the road to Hundred Flowers House. Second Brother and Third Brother frequently go there with others these days. He must have been discovered by Lord Yin. Getting caught back is not such an easy beating.

Shen Mubai quickly rubbed his mouth, “Liu Qing, you wait here, I'll be right back. ”