Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

She licked her lips and walked over.

Rong Qing squinted, "What are you thinking about for the teacher to think about?"

Shen Mubai shook his head and avoided the sight he was looking at. "There was a mess in my heart. I don't know how to answer Master."

Rong Qing faintly said, "When the teacher is willing to wait, when the nine children are willing, the teacher will wait until then."

The punishment left by the prisoner was quite a lot. Although she handled it, she still worried that Master would see it, bow her head and sigh. "Master, the disciple wants to be alone."

Rong Qing’s darkness and dark voice, “Where are you in these days?”

Shen Mubai’s heart jumped slightly, and he tried to control the voice. “Master, the disciple is at the Millennium, never left.”

Rong Qing does not speak.

She looked uneasy and her eyes were wet. "Master?"

"I believe you for the teacher." The man put his hand on her hair and looked at it with a good look.

I don't know why, Shen Mubai has a feeling of guilty inexplicable.

She licked her lips and braved the courage. "The disciples want to make some small dishes for Master to taste."

Rong Qing looked at her, "OK."

It is a small dish, but it is a big table.

Shen Mubai thought about the things in the magic field these days, and he was very panicked, especially under the silver plaques, as if everything was invisible.

She picked up a piece and put it in a bowl of clearing. "If Master likes it, I will do it for you every day."

The words in the girl's words make the Qing dynasty soft and soft, even if he is obsessed with the appetite and is faint to the extreme, but if the other party does, the heart is very happy, "As long as it is made by the nine children, the teacher likes it. ”

Shen Mubai's cheeks are reddish, and he wants to stop.

She was hesitant to say how to retreat the question of retreat, but I did not expect to hear a faint scream.

Look up and look.

The other person looked at her, and the words in her mouth were what she thought.

Rong Qing took the initiative to speak out about the injury, and looked cold and could not see the pain he suffered during the retreat.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but ask, "Is there no other way?"

Rong Qing faintly said, "The old ailment."

She looked at the man's ruthless face, and for a moment she was somewhat uncertain as to whether she knew what she had lost.

Shen Mubai wanted to test, but she was afraid that the other party would be suspicious, so she swallowed the words in her throat.

Rong Qing squinted and his voice was cold. "You have stayed with me in the white jade pool for a few days, and I have to give you something for the teacher."

She couldn't help but have a slight throat. I remembered those things that were red and red, and my voice was awkward. "Master..."

"Promise to the teacher will not touch you." It seems to see her scruples, Rong Qing faint.

Shen Mubai is even more imaginary. She feels that she is more and more unpretentious in front of Master and more and more comfortable.

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Sitting in the white jade pool, Shen Mubai could not help but give birth to a little shame.

Especially this time, Rong Qing is just opposite her.

Shen Mubai didn't look at it and knew that because she was close to the skin, she didn't dare to look at the man's eyes and lick her lips.

The face of the clearing is cold, slightly squinting, and the appearance of ruthlessness is no different from the first sight.

Shen Mubai took a deep breath and told himself not to think too much. He took the courage to raise his way. "Master, is this okay?"

Rong Qing looked at her and said faintly, "If you believe in a teacher, you will hand it over to me."

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