Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 554 Superstar (29)

His face turned red and his body was as stiff as a stone.

He reluctantly said, "I will release it..."

He is so pressed, it is simply a rogue move.

He Nanxi had some wolverines loosening her hand and then stepping back a few steps.

His face is also red, his ears are red, his feet are soft, and he feels that the ground is not porcelain, and he has to be trampled at any time.

The footsteps of the high heels are far away.

He Nanxi knows that he should relax, but he does not know why, he is more nervous.

Bai Weiwei frowned, and some worried: "What's wrong, the body is not comfortable, and the face is red."

He Nanxi reached out and quickly licked his face. "Red? No red, the weather is a little hot."

Bai Weiweisong breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay, your brother's ward is next door. What are you doing here?"

When she finished, she was about to open the door.

However, He Nanxi’s extraordinary ear power has been played very often.

The familiar shameless footsteps sounded again.

And this time, I didn’t worry about it. I just came over and just walked outside the door of their room.

This door is open.

The slut's mistress is facing his weak and poor voice.

Still got it.

Shura field N times.

He Nanxi didn't think about it, his long legs stretched out, his body was fast, like a raptor, and suddenly appeared behind Bai Weiwei.

He squeezed the door panel with both hands.

The door that Bai Weiwei had just opened was pressed again.

Bai Weiwei was slammed. When she looked back, she found the tall and thin He Nanxi. Her hands were on her head. The body was like a prisoner. She was shrouded in her.

Her face was a little white, and finally she couldn’t hold her doubts.

"Nancy?"

He Nanxi listened to the footsteps outside.

While looking down, he looked down at Bai Weiwei who was locked under his body.

The brain is like a war that has been ravaged by the aliens and the war of the earth.

How do you explain this? I really want to go to the net immediately and ask for a message.

I put the scorpion under my body. How can I explain that this is just a misunderstanding?

Wait, if he sees this post online.

The first reaction is not: "Hey, what are you waiting for, go on."

The answer under the post is definitely unsightly.

Bai Weiwei’s face gradually became dignified. “Nancy, what are you doing?”

He Nanxi is stupid, and he wants to know what he is going to do.

Seeing her increasingly ugly face, and the feeling of more and more doubt in her eyes.

He Nanxi’s brain was not filtered. He said, “This is actually a misunderstanding.”

Bai Weiwei looked lovingly and looked at the mentally retarded expression. "What misunderstanding?"

He Nanxi's lips are clumsy, and his ears are still listening to the footsteps outside.

Is that slut's mistress foot disabled?

Why are you still standing outside their door, can't walk away? This is.

He has been stunned for a long time, and his mind can't be compiled for a normal reason. He can't say hide and seek with her.

This answer has not said that he feels mentally handicapped.

Bai Weiwei suddenly reached out and gently slid past his waist.

He Nanxi’s eyes were wide, his waist was his sensitive place, and the whole person shivered like electricity.

He rubbed his eyes and his body was as hard as a stone.

As a result, Bai Weiwei’s fingers slipped into his trouser pocket and took out the black mask he had just stuffed.

Then she licked her lips and said softly to him: "Look down, Nancy."

He Nanxi, like being hypnotized, bowed his head.

Bai Weiwei stretched his arm and put the mask on him.

"Is it a fan who knows you?"

He Nanxi’s eyes immediately lit up, panicked and bowed, and said: “Yes, no, it’s not a fan, it’s a slut.”

Bai Weiwei understood the nod, then looked at the door and whispered, "Is the paparazzi gone?"

He Nanxi listened to the footsteps of people coming and going outside, as if there was no sound of the high heels.

It should be gone.

He Nanxi was a ghost, and looked at Bai Weiwei's gentle face. He said, "No, the reporters are very patient."

(End of this chapter)