Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The black-haired man’s sudden and active touch makes Shenmu white.

Then I noticed that the other party took the hand back. "Sorry, please forgive me for being rude."

She shook her head quickly. "It doesn't matter, Rozelle, can I ask you a question?"

"Can I dry your hair before answering you?" Rozelle looked at her.

Shen Mubai nodded consciously.

The next moment, she sat on the big bed in the other bedroom.

The dark-haired man bent down slightly, holding a towel in his hand, covering her hair and wiping it thinly. Xu noticed her sight and explained, "This is a clean new towel."

Shen Mubai looked up at his face with no expression, whispered, "You are too tall."

In the face of the girl’s slightly complaining words, the dark-haired man’s movements were slightly stunned, and his eyes fell, his eyes falling in the eyes of the other party, his voice calming, “Sorry.”

Shen Mubai is a bit embarrassed, "Why should you apologize?"

"I apologize for your height, but I can't stop it from growing," Rozelle said. "Unless I can meet you soon."

This time it was Shen Mubai who was embarrassed. She just spoke aside, knowing that the other party is so serious.

"I just feel that I am a little short." She thought for a moment.

"You are only thirteen years old, and you will grow taller." Rozel stood up with a face and said something like awkward words.

Although there is no such tone at all.

However, Shen Mubai felt that it made sense, and his heart was finally used.

"What questions do you want to ask me?" Roger's slender fingers wiped her hair along the towel, and the thin lips spit out the words.

Shen Mubai remembered his purpose and hurry, "Rozelle, do you have any wishes?"

"I never thought about this problem." Almost without any thought, Rozelle answered her words in the next second.

Shen Mubai thought about it and asked, "So, what do you want to do?"

"If you stay with you, you can count it." Rozel's tone was flat, and he stopped his movements and his eyes fell.

His eyes are deep, not dead, and the layers of mist seem to be hidden in the eye. No one can see what he is thinking. A touch of dark blue, like a decoration of the scorpion, when he looks at you, there will be a feeling of not moving away from sight.

Shen Mubai knows that this is not what he really wants to do, because after the other party finished the sentence, the progress bar on the head did not move at all.

She suddenly became a bit frustrated.

Opened his mouth, still did not say the next sentence.

Forget it, there is still a lot of time anyway.

"The hair has dried up." Rozelle took his hand back, and the slender fingers seemed to pass by in her hair inadvertently.

Shen Mubai nodded. "Then I went back."

"I will send you." Rozelle stood up straight.

"No need." Shen Mubai came out of the door and smiled at him. "Although I have said it again, happy birthday, Rozelle."

“Can you allow me to be a rude move?” Rozelle approached her one step and bowed slightly.

Shen Mubai blinked his eyes, "Well?"

The brunette man held up her hand and leaned over and kissed it.

She was shocked.

“It’s bothering you.” Rozel seriously said, “Today is my happiest day.”

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