Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

His eyes trembled slightly, and the shadow of the lamp smudged behind him. Those eyes were full of reflections on him, as if they wanted to suck him in affectionately.

As the breath approached, Shen Chun gently pressed his hand, looked down at his lips: "Ah Bai..."

[Host, there is a drug on Baibai's lips, which will be catalyzed by the aroma in the incense burner. 】521 reminded.

"Shen Chun..." Qi Yubai gently pushed his shoulder, his breath was stagnant when he was kissed on the upper lip, and then he greeted the other party's extremely predatory deep kiss.

521 was imprisoned in a small dark room, unable to see anything: [Didn't the host hear? 】

[He is extremely proficient in pharmacology. 】07 said helplessly, 【Don't worry about his business. 】

[Is there no time when you miss? ] 521 asked.

【No. ] 07 said.

[The host did it on purpose? ! ] 521 regained his senses and realized that he was meddling in his own business.

The night was dense, the sky was full of stars, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye and fell into the pillow.

"Why are you crying?" Shen Chun rubbed the corner of his eyes and asked.

"I..." Qi Yubai was slightly startled, he didn't realize that he was half hazy, and his heart became sad again, "You..."

"What's wrong with me?" Shen Chun lowered his head, kissed his ear and whispered, "Abai, do what you want."

"What?" Qi Yubai was kissed deeply before he recovered.

The stars were about to end, and the flames outside the king's tent were also a little bit depressed. The guards who were supposed to be guarding outside were not there. Lan Yue paced back and forth, and when she saw the curtain was opened, she quickly passed by, and she staggered slightly. The person said softly: "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"It's okay, let's go." Qi Yubai supported her, and was helped to get into the carriage that had been prepared.