Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Ireland snapped a finger and there was a waiter with a rose coming over.

"Flower for you."

Shen Mubai took it, "Thank you."

The surrounding diamonds did not flash her dog's eyes.

The calm reaction of the girl made Ireland very uncomfortable, but she stood up and sent the person to the door.

When he saw the dark-haired man, he narrowed his eyes slightly. He had an intuition. This time, the relationship with the other party could not be separated.

"I won't send you back, we will make another appointment next time." Ireland said.

Shen Mubai nodded and felt that the faces of the blonde youth were somewhat overlapping.

She shook her head.

A pair of hands firmly held her shoulders, and a cool voice came from the side. "Are you not feeling well?"

Shen Mubai shook his head and got on the bus.

"Rozel, help me get flowers." She rubbed her temples.

To die, he did not pay attention to the glass of wine.

The car was driving smoothly all the way, and the head of Shen Mubai was getting dizzy.

A cold breath approached, and the man leaned her body on his shoulder.

Shen Mubai opened his eyes and saw the face close at hand. The man was slightly eye-catching and his deep eyes fell on her body.

"Rozel," she smirked. "Do you know what Ireland and I said?"

The black-haired man didn't look at her as he moved, and the look in the middle of it was getting darker and darker.

The drunken Shen Mubai didn’t see it. He squatted on the other’s shoulder and made a small embarrassment. “He said that you like me...haha be stupid.”

"Do you like me?" The girl suddenly raised her face, her wet eyes filled with cockroaches, and the delicate red lips spit out a sentence, "Like me..?"

"He is right." The dark-haired man replied with a cool voice.

The girl slightly rounded her eyes and suddenly reached out and pulled his cheek. He played with joy and bent his eyes. "Cheat, you are not Rozelle, you must be an alien," Zell will not say such a thing. He is a big face, hey, don't say that he likes people, it is estimated that even the guns have not been played. Commonly known as cold, you know?"

After that, I fell asleep.

The disciple left a black-haired man with an unidentified look, quietly watching the girl for a while.

Was placed on a soft big bed, the girl licked the sheets, and said the words in the mouth, "The big man, the man, Rozelle... is the cold personality, Ireland, your uncle, scared me. Ok... I am so wit, I won’t be on your side.”

The slender hand of the slender knot pinched her chin.

The girl opened her eyes slightly and smiled at the person in front of her.

"Do you want to try it?" The man said to her in a cold voice.

"What are you trying?" The girl was a little unclear and she blinked.

The black-haired man leaned over and covered his lips. He did not hesitate to get into the other's teeth, and then swept the aggression.

The girl slowly showed a look of sorrow, and the back of her head was stunned by the other hand. The white skin began to be dyed with a layer of pale blush, which was tempting and delicious.

"Oh..." was tightly corrected by the man's stuff||Warrior smothered, and she felt a little uncomfortable to reach out and refuse to touch the hard chest, but it did not move.

Rozelle changed his face from a different angle, encroaching on every inch of the other's mouth, and kissing the girl in his arms.

"Let me go." The girl frowned, rubbing her tongue to the top of the mouth.

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