Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chapter 2818: My Dead Ghost Husband Live Every Day (57)

The fans found that the food blogger they were following actually had an extra pair of men's hands to help her when she left the country.

Everyone is very excited and curious about gossip.

But this gourmet blogger hasn't responded.

Men's hands are beautiful, between youth and teenagers, long, and have distinct bones.

A lot of people are perfectly hand-held, and because of this, Shenmu White also attracts tens of thousands of powders.

In response, she expressed preference for her being alone.

Food bloggers don't get fat: Happy holidays to everyone, let me introduce you, this is my dead husband, I'm sure you can guess. He's handsome, yes, but I won't let him show his face, you guys die.

Fans: "Are we directly acidic or are we going through a program first? ”

But it has also been commented that the hands of this gourmet blogger are a little familiar, so beautiful, as if they had been seen somewhere.

So the microscope netizens started picking it up.

Picked out a psychic anchor from a big fire two years ago.

And then the sun chart compares, and it turns out it's really similar. Are you sure you're not alone? And the psychic anchor said that his boyfriend is not a human being, and this is how the food blogger introduces his audience. It's terrifying to think about it.

Everyone was shocked that a psychic anchor turned into a culinary blogger, whether it was a distortion of humanity or a moral loss.

Of course, it was also stated that there were many people who went to the statue of hands, and only one hand recognized them as the same person, so why not be Detective Conan.

By contrast, Shen Mubai never responded positively, letting them all guess for themselves.

Happily, she and Ningxia finally made close contact.

That's what it means.

Because there's still a process that needs to be done, and for the first time, it's a painful experience.

Things were still a little cold, and the young man pressed her body, his face red, but his eyes slightly brightened.

Shum Kibai comforted herself, okay, just do less.

But he was rather addicted, and she knew what he wanted to do just for a while.

Shen Kibai, “……" regrets, isn't Plato bad? Why does she feel that it's normal to have an X-life?

I'd rather be that little cutie, but purity no longer exists.

Instead, he became an old driver.

Knowing where to feel comfortable kissing her and knowing what to do will soften her heart.

I prefer red.

Yet whenever he saw it, he had to silently turn his face away.

Behind you is a full mulberry.

It's not purity, it's something else in my mind.

Her little angel, she can't come back.

Though somewhat uncontrolled, follow-up work was well done.

For a long time, Shen Kibai thought, isn't that how life goes?

So I told myself to open up.

After work, he preferred to walk to the kitchen and hug her, “Chao Song. ”

Shen Kibai said, "Sit down and eat immediately. ”

Instead of talking, she kissed her ear and shouted, "Chao Song. ”

She, "…”

“Fine, eat me first.” Shen Wood smiled on his white face, and his inner mother sold the batch.

After I'd rather be satisfied to hold her.

Shen wood white couldn't help sighing.

Come on, she was the one who made money to support her husband, and now she's the one who suffers.

Preferably, you're such a jerk.