Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shenzhen's white face is green and green.

She could not explain anything but accept the status quo with numbness.

However, when grinding, she accidentally slipped her ink hand down, and when she bent over to pick it up, the sentence of seven broke in.

Xue Rong looked down on the past.

The young man in white also raised his face at this time.

Seven and a pair of eyes glanced at the boss, then blushed, “My little prince forgives me, I will go now, I will go now. ”

Shen Mu Bai initially blurred and then thought of something, and it was dark in front of him.

Is it too late for her to regret it?

Fuck the male lead.

Xue Rong raised his eyebrows. “Where do you think? ”

Shen Mu whispered, “Where does the Prince think and where does he think? ”

The other party's obscure gaze fell on her lips, and her tone faintly said, “Brother Yin does have a soul line with this king's heart, and I don't know when I will be able to practice as Yin thinks. ”

Shen Kibai, "Prince Tang, how dare you be so nasty! ”

Xue Rong raised his eyebrows. “Where did Yin come to think of it? Naturally, this king is talking about writing poems in consultation. ”

Shen Wood blushed and reddish, green and green, angry and angry, and walked out of the tent.

Sentence 7 quickly retrieved his eyes, coughed and waved, "Youn Fourth Son. ”

She coldly said, "Do what? ”

Seven whispered, “I can't believe you played so well. ”

Shen Wood White, "....” I fucking am.

She said coldly, "Sentence seven, I can't tell, you're a good writer. ”

The sentence stood still for a moment and clapped his hands. “Yes, Master Yin, why didn't I think of it? ”

Shen Kibai, "???? ”

"How about I write your story with the Little Prince," said Seven Joyful. ”

Shen Kibai, "You...”

Sentence 7 hurriedly said, “Son Yin, you don't know that the current language could be popular. If I wrote it, I would definitely change my name and identity and write another story. Did you know that Wang Ermazi, who used to make baking pancakes, didn't make much money a day. Since he wrote the book, his daughter-in-law has also been married. ”

Shen Kibai, "I...”

Seven interrupts, “How about me three and you seven? ”

Shen Kibai thought, "Really make this kind of money? ”

Seven rubbed his hands, “Naturally.” He was a little shy, "it's just that I don't know much about this bed scene. My men are still a boy, and I'll have to ask Yin to teach him more. ”

Shen Kibai, "... get lost, I don't want this money anymore. ”

...

The battle was urgent, and the little prince naturally stayed with the generals all day.

But the crowd soon found out that the Little Prince had brought the Fourth Son of Yin with him all day. Even if he didn't think much about it, he still had a few more points in mind.

But this Youn Fourth Son is really good looking, that look is not comparable to that of a woman.

If they were little princes, they wouldn't be able to hold on.

War isn't a joke, it's a dead man.

Shen Mubai stayed in the military camp, fearing that the male lead would accidentally die every day.

But I wasn't free, so I went around to see if I could help.

The soldiers returned with a wound, which was bandaged by doctors in the army.

Shen Mubai is not familiar with it, he can only learn to beat his hand next to it.

“Fourth Son Yin.” Seven was dressed in a uniform and came looking for her. At the moment of seeing her, he hurried, "The little prince is looking for you. ”

Shen Kibai stood up and said, "Is the little prince back? Is he all right? ”

The sentence was terminated again.