Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Mubai saw that he didn't cry, and he was relieved, sulking, "Sleep."

Really, this is a place of ghosts, and the man will be counted, and he will be pampered.

Who is not a small public.

The words are like this, but in order to prevent the young man from thinking about it, he has to smash the person. "This way."

"The wife and the wife feel good." The voice of the boy was clean and nice, and he hugged the woman's waist with both hands.

Shen Mubai closed his eyes. Although he felt slightly uncomfortable, he still tried to ignore the past. "Sleep, good night."

"Wife and wife." Young asked a little younger, "What does Goodnight mean?"

Shen Mubai yawned, "It’s a greeting before going to bed."

Yin Xueyuan was curious. "But I have never heard of it. Where did the wife and wife hear it?"

Shen Mubaila shrugged his eyes and his voice was blurred. "Don't ask so much, sleep."

"Was the wife and the wife also said this sentence with their brothers?" The young man's body is close to a few points, and the voice is just in the ear, unlike the usual clean and clear, with a little invisible low.

Shen Mubai was trapped into a dog, and his brain was groggy. "No, you are the first one."

"When the wife and the wife only said to me alone?" Yin Xueyuan looked at the face in front of him, whispering.

She subconsciously agreed.

The woman squinted and looked good when she slept. The heroic facial features were soft and beautiful, and the delicate red lips were slightly tilted when they laughed. It was very charming.

Wearing a mysterious dress on weekdays is a heroic gesture.

Yin Xueyuan looked at it for a while, and whispered his face and asked softly, "Is the wife and the brother of Shaomei hugged up better than me?"

Shen Mubai was confused, heard the voice of the teenager, muttered, "Ghosts know."

The teenager bent his lips. "Is the wife and the wife not holding it?"

Shen Mubai continued to mutter, "No, snowy, sleep."

Yin Xueyuan did not speak, just staring at her face.

Shen Mubai in his sleep has no idea.

After the woman’s breathing was long, Yin Xueyuan snorted and sighed. “It’s not like a human skin mask.”

"I want to pretend to be Nalan, I am afraid it is very rare."

"Interesting."

....

Open your eyes, your arms are in your arms, and the young man squats on his own body, holding his hands tightly around his waist.

Shen Mubai’s small heart was so stimulated that she quickly pushed people away.

Yin Xueyuan stunned his eyes, "Wife Lord?"

The clothes on his body were half open, revealing the delicate clavicle of the white, faintly immersed, very attractive.

Shen Mubai is very embarrassed to look away, "You.. You put on your clothes first."

At the thought of this is the woman who respects the country, the man is the one to marry. She can't help but feel the guilt of crime, although she is not really Nalan.

Yin Xueyuan blushes red and bites his lip. "Although I have not yet reached the age of the bed, but if the wife wants to see, Xueyuan.. Xueyuan..."

Shen Mubai took a deep breath and turned around. "You are still young, put on your clothes first."

What is special, shouldn't she be worried about her virginity problem?

Although I know very well what kind of country it is, Shen Mubai is still very complicated.

With a snoring, the voice of the teenager came from behind. "Wife, I am fine."

Shen Mubai turned around.

The other person looked at her and wanted to reach out.

Shen Mubai was shocked again. "What do you want to do?"

The teenager blinked and "dressed his wife and wife."

Shen Mubai’s nerves are weak, “No, I’ll be fine.”

After the woman left, Yin Xueyuan bent and bent.

Immediately sighed, "So afraid of being cheap, how can it be a woman from the North, to cope with other people, if it is to the emperor, what can be done."

"My wife."

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