Your Majesty be my lord [Transmigration Book]

, preventing Duan Yunshen from turning the page.

Jing Shuo: "My concubine has worked hard, please pour me a cup of tea."

Duan Yunshen looked at the male vixen's lips, which were obviously a little more gorgeous because of his previous actions

run away.

It seems that I am really going to bend?

Mom, the vixen is going to eat people, what should I do!

I, kind of, just kind of, want to go back to the nest with him...but it seems so wrong! !

——Wait, this is not a question of whether you want to go back to the nest with him or not.

I'm pointing at him to continue my life, this is definitely going to go back to the nest with him!

Duan Yunshen: ...

Ask, is there such a person in this world who kisses a man every day, but the two of them are straight?

Duan Yunshen comforted himself while pouring water, it's okay, this male vixen doesn't seem to want to lift it, even if it's really bent, it doesn't make any difference, everyone just kiss, anyway, I want to kiss every day.

Well, thinking about it this way, it seems to be relieved.

Duan Yunshen calmly brought water to Jing Shuo.