Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Yun Niang smiled and smiled. In my eyes, I understand that I understand what I know.

In the morning, Shen Mubai’s lips were stared at by unclear eyes. When she thought of the culprit, she couldn’t help but glance at Jun Jiuling.

Unexpectedly, the other person's face looked even more gloomy than her, and the narrow nephew stared at her.

Shen Mubai, "....."

What did she do wrong? ? ?

The right few people seem to feel that today's teachers are in a very bad mood, one by one, and they are afraid of accidentally touching the mold.

Wu Er is a very tragic example, because I did not hold back a garlic this morning, causing the leader to kick him out.

The atmosphere in the inn was too much, and Yun Niang was helpless. She could only find Shen Mubai. "Cuihua, you go to teach the Lord."

Shen Mubai felt inexplicable, but he still said, "The teacher is in a bad mood. I don't care if I go."

Yun Niang has already guessed the approximate ins and outs of things, but she can't say anything, but she said, "Your words will be heard by the teacher."

Shen Mubai, "Okay."

She knocked on the door, "Teacher?"

There was no response in the room.

Shen Mubai called a few more sounds, still not half-moving static.

She looked helplessly and looked at Yun Niang. She made a mouthful. "Three Masters, look at it."

Yun Niang pulled her over and whispered, "Try to change your name."

Shen Mubai’s face was tight and hesitated.

Yun Niang saw the words, "Cuihua, you will help us this busy, the teacher is in a bad mood, we are not good."

Shen Mubai couldn’t stand it, so he said, "Okay, I will try."

She knocked on the doorway again, "A... Ling?"

She still felt a little uncomfortable, perhaps because the Junjiu Mausoleum in the day left an indelible impression on her, and she always felt a tingling scalp.

However, for a moment, the door was opened from the inside, and the face of Jun Jiumei’s unparalleled face was revealed. The narrow eyes were so deep that he was staring tightly. "You call again."

Shen Mubai screamed again, "A Ling."

The lips slid a shallow arc, and then the whole person was held up by Jun Jiuling.

She was slightly shocked, and her helpless eyes looked at Yun Niang.

Yun Niang will only be seen as a no-sense, smiling smile. "I think there are still some things, and I will retire first."

Jun Jiuling nodded and turned to close the door.

Shen Mubai’s nervous and stiff body stayed in his arms.

Jun Jiuling placed her on the bed and looked at her with her vertical eyelids. "Come with me for a while."

Then Shen Mubai was tightly held in his arms, and the other's jaw fell on her neck, and then her eyes did not move.

The tight body of Shen Mubai relaxed.

She felt the warmth of the smell on the skin, but some cheeks were hot, but they didn't dare to move. So they stagnated for a while, drowsiness, and then ran to the weekly convention.

When they woke up, the two had changed their position. She half of her body leaned in the other's arms, and the big hand at the waist could not be ignored.

Just then, the sound of knocking on the door sounded from the door, accompanied by a cold voice on the left. "The son, my wife, got up, the food is ready for you."

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