Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Yu Jingchen also followed the whisper, "I am ready." It was just the restless lashes and the blush on his face that sold his emotions. .

Wang Dao had to sigh. "Forget it, let's try it first."

This kiss is a psychic princess. After seeing the Qing dynasty, she thought about his day and night, and she did not know her love. As everyone knows, in this tangled time, because of the number of encounters with Luo Yao, there was a feeling of unclearness in the heart.

When the Princess of Music is aware of her feelings, she naturally has to be brave enough to express her feelings for the Qing Dynasty. She was originally a lively temper, and in terms of feelings, she was much bolder than an ordinary woman, so she immediately went to the other's residence. Then I saw the Qing dynasty on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

The other party seems to have fallen into a sleep, and the beautiful and cold face makes the voice spirit princess soaring, so he can't help but secretly kiss each other. In the sleep of the Qing Dynasty, the immortal dream of Luo Yao, can not help but respond to this kiss, the Princess of the sound is still a woman who is ashamed of the heart, after realizing the response of the Qing Dynasty, immediately fled and fled the place.

This kiss is only simple, mainly to play the emotional entanglement and incitement.

In the first scene, the two were ng before they started.

The reason is that because both sides have made mistakes, Yu Jingchen is quietly half-reliant there, but the faint blush on his face shows his inner feelings of shame. And Shen Mubai is naturally the expression of the face, can not help but can not help.

Wang Dao gave a talk to the two people and started shooting again.

The second time, it was obviously much better.

The fan woman who wore the bell touched the white man with closed eyes on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. She couldn’t help but hold her breath, and her eyes were filled with joy and love.

She quietly came to the other side, quietly watching each other's sleeping face for a while, and some of them couldn't help but drop their gaze on the thin lip that looked like a cool, then looked at the line and leaned down.

"card!"

Wang Dao shouted.

He is almost helpless. "Jing Chen, you have to understand that you are playing the Qing dynasty. He is still a kind of cold-hearted look even in his dreams. He is not the kind of person who likes the gods. Pay attention to facial expressions, and don't move your eyelashes, not at all."

Yu Jingchen bit his lip and shouted. "I know, Wang Dao."

When Shen Mubai saw it, he quickly comforted. "I can understand, I am actually very nervous, but you just think of me as a big white hoe."

Yu Jingchen couldn't help but chuckle, touched the opposite gaze and quickly blushed his face, and looked down on the eyelashes. "Xiaoxing sister looks so good, how can I treat you as a hoe."

Shen Mubai did not care, "Imagine it, anyway, it is not true."

Yu Jingchen stared at her face for a while and then began to say, "Let me try."

The past has passed, naturally it is to start from the part of the card.

Shen Mubai adjusted his facial expressions and state, then slowly leaned down.

The man half-lying on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree has a very beautiful face, even in his sleep, his body has a cold breath.

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