Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

A young boy in white coat coughed a few times, and Aoki next to him couldn’t help but be angry and indecent. "Himeko, why do you want to target my family? ”

Jishui's cigarette fork is on the waist. "The master talks, what do you guys insert?"

Aoki was not light, pouting. "Not because my family is too bullied."

Ji Shuiyan felt strange, sneer and squinted at the past. "You are a very interesting slave. Yin Xueyuan will give you any Ecstasy. You protect him everywhere, and you don't know that you are a fool in the eyes of others." Like."

"You..." Aoki's face was blue and purple, and it was so hot that it smoked.

Yin Xueyuan raised his brow slightly, "Ji brother, you talk... how is this.."

Xu is not arguing about bad things on weekdays. It’s hard to find such a word. The little face of Xue Bai’s illness is a little bit blushing. “There is nothing to me, the Aoki is not bad, Ji Gege Don't be like this."

Ji Shui snorted. "You will pretend that you will have the ability to show your life for a lifetime."

The teenager's face was pale again, and he wanted to refute it, but he couldn't help but cough.

Ji Shuiyan couldn't help but sarcastically said, "How many times have you been coughing up? How many doctors have seen it, how can you still cough up?"

Aoki is busy helping the young boy, the airway, "Jigongzi, my family's master is at the bottom of the body, and it is slower to recover than others. Why do you want to be aggressive? My master is good because of my temper, and my heart is kind, so I should live. Is it bullying?"

Ji Shui Yan took a round eye and pointed at him. "What are you, dare to call me?"

Aoki is a man in the end, his mouth trembled and muttered, "It was."

Shen Mubai saw the scene began to confuse again, and the forehead blue ribs jumped. "All give the king a point!"

A few people have stopped for a while.

"Xueyuan." Shen Mubai also had some feelings about the dream, his eyes drifting, and he coughed a few times. "What are you doing?"

The boy shook his head and whispered, "Since Xue Yuan is later, or my brothers will talk about it first."

Ji Shui snorted and lifted his chin slightly, like a peacock. "You count."

Then, he looked at his eyes and complained. "Wang Ye, the slave family spent several hours today cooking the soup for you. I don't know who took it."

It’s so miserable, but Shen Mubai can’t afford any sympathy. He even wants to laugh. If he thinks about it, it’s too kind, so he’s comforted. “Nothing, your mind is king. I know."

Ji Shuiyan twisted the water snake's waist and took out the lush fingers and snorted. "Wang Ye, the slaves burned a bubble in order to give you soup."

Shen Mubai glanced at him casually, and saw that the skin was a little red, so he told Liu Erdao, "Give the bottle of medicine to Ji Gongzi."

Liu Er, "..."

Ji Shuiyan, "..."

Straight daughter Shen, "How are you still here, go."

Is this finished?

Ji Shuiyan is dumbfounded.

According to normal, even if Wang Ye is guilty, he will remember that he is a little better.

The Miao people sneered at the side with a sigh of relief.

Ji Shuiyan immediately smashed his hair and secretly sneaked in the past. "What do you mean, how do you really differ from me?"

Miao people did not pay attention to him, step forward and step forward, "Wang Ye, I came here to ask the prince to help find a few herbs."

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