Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

She didn't look up and could hear the ridiculous chuckle. "So, you haven't thought of me in this half-day?"

"Song Yao."

The other party added a tone to these two words.

Shen Mubai, "..." She did not think about it.

In the face of these questions, I have no confidence and I don’t know what to answer.

In the next second, Cheng Yibei’s move made her wide-eyed and almost picked up like a frightened bunny.

The other party pressed her quietly, and the other hand pulled out from the quilt, cold and cold. "It's so wet, it seems to have been playing for a long time."

Shen Mubai, "..程..程易北.."

Her awkwardness shook her body slightly, revealing a little scared look.

Cheng Yibei sighed incomprehensibly, reached over and hugged his head, and put his head on her forehead, then lowered slightly, and the soft kiss fell. "Song Yao, I am not angry."

"I am just, hey."

Shen Mubai listened so quietly, and he was getting more and more lacking.

At this time, the door was kicked open, Cheng Yinan walked in from the outside, and Da Lala walked in. When I saw this situation, my eyes were dull, and then I laughed. "No, Song Yao, I am not satisfied. You? You dare to work on it."

Shen Mubai gave a look.

The other party showed a very useful look, and then stepped in. "Brother, is this bed ok?"

Cheng Yibei looked at him and didn't speak.

Cheng Yinan grinned. "You are satisfied."

The tone is affirmative.

Shen Mubai, "..." She looked at the two people with a suspicious look, but there was no expression on the other, and the other was very languid.

"What to look at?" The latter pulled his lower lip.

Shen Mu was bored, "I don't want to sleep here."

"Where do you want to sleep?" Cheng Yinan hooked his lips. "Where is it different?"

Of course not the same.

She thought about it, it was too tired, and she didn't want to toss it tonight, so she didn't say anything.

"Brother, you are sleeping this tonight." Cheng Yinan stood up and looked very excited. "I went to play games." Like what I remembered, he turned and asked, "Song Yao, you still hurt. Doesn't it hurt?"

Shen Mubai, "..." Mom, shut up.

She glanced at Cheng Yibei.

The other party did not look at her, but looked at the trash can.

Shen Mubai looked at his gaze and saw a few sticky XX sets inside.

"..."

Cheng Yinan smiled and turned and left.

She really had no face, so she silently buried her head.

So care.

When you sleep.

One bed, three people.

Shen Mubai is still a sandwich cake. She was waking up and waking up. Two hands, one waist, have to breathe.

Once she moved, she moved.

It’s not pulling here, it’s pulling over there.

Shen Mubai squinted and looked at the sky shield silently.

I thought, this is all about it.

I think that today, Cheng Yibei can't take the defense and kill it. Seeing this messy thing, she is even more troublesome.

So he closed his eyes silently.

Cheng Yinan couldn't sleep and harassed her, biting her ear, and her hands were not honest.

In the next second, Cheng Yibei’s cool voice sounded, “How? I forgot that there is still someone in this bed?”

Cheng Yinan grinned. "Brother, I know that you are jealous." Then he snorted. "In any case, Song Yao is in good health, and it is not without you."

Listening to all this, "..."

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