Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The shocking scratches made Shen Mubai faintly think of something, the old blush became a shrimp, and shouted, "It's not that you deserve it."

But the eyes could not help but drift up and think about what happened last night.

I can't wait to bury it in my pillow, just don't forget it.

The black-haired man looked at the man who was looking like a tortoise, and the lips were slightly incomprehensible and picked up, and they kissed them with a big hand.

Shen Mubai was prevented from being attacked and attacked. "Hey..."

In front of He Zeyu, what was her little strength, and finally she could only be breathed.

The ambiguous atmosphere of the two people naturally made other prisoners in the prison aware of them. They couldn’t help but tickle them. After all, they were all bloody, but no one dared to think too much.

Jokes, King Rohans in Zone B is a living example.

Although he got a bed, the heart of Shen Mubai, who had been sour for several days, had a sense of fear.

The reason is very simple. Do you think that He Zeyu looks like the kind of person who bans?

Of course not. In fact, every time he saw Shen Mubai’s appearance of being weak and dying, he frowned.

These days are also limited to touching and touching.

But even so, Shen Mubai will have a feeling of trepidation every time.

She felt that it was really terrible to be intimate with He Zeyu. It was only a kiss that she was weakened, not to mention that.

Shen Mubai thinks that the scalp is numb.

Fortunately, the other side still takes care of her body, otherwise she has long since been scrapped.

As always, the time of the release of the wind, Shen Mubai yawned, and some bored looked around.

She is thinking hard because she finds that the progress of the task seems a bit slow.

Therefore, how can we wake up He Zeyu from the spiritual world?

Shen Mubai was stumped. She felt that her head was not enough, because Guan was hinting and calling the name more than once, and the other party still had no difference.

The head is covered with a big hand, and you don't have to look back to know who it is.

The tall man's body leaned over, and Shen Mubai muttered, "Hot."

He Zeyu blinked his eyes slightly, "Get up."

Shen Mubai looked up, "Where?"

The handsome man's face on his handsome face reveals an unidentified smile. "A good place."

If she believes, she will be sneaky..

Shen Mubai was too lazy to take care of it, and the next second was caught by the other party.

She can't get away, she can only follow, "Where are you going to take me?"

There are fewer and fewer prisoners around, and Shen Mubai suddenly has an ominous premonition.

In fact, this kind of hunch is right.

After arriving at the hidden destination, He Zeyu directly blocked her on the wall, and the fierce and rude kiss fell.

The mouth is full of the taste of the other party, the breath between the lips||tongue is full of yi|旎 暧昧, Shen Mubai is kissed and soft, unable to resist.

It was only when she had a big hand in her clothes that she was awake in her mind. She couldn’t help but round her eyes, and she was ashamed. "He Zeyu, here is not."

The dark-haired man raised his brows with dismay and snorted. "No one else."

Shen Mubai was speechless about his concept of festival, "I can't do it anyway, and you don't know you.. It's rough?"

The black-haired man looked at her, and the corner of her lips pulled out a dangerous arc. "Do you like gentleness?"

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