Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

The gorgeous brocade robe of crimson gold and black makes the man with black hair and red eyes particularly charming and beautiful. Lin Jinan hems and haws on the bed, white back a piece of light. Slippery, like the skin of a newborn baby.

The scar burned by the explosive beast was smeared by the man with the cream of the demon nationality. Duan cautioned that he should be given all kinds of spiritual fruits every day, including those for beautifying and beautifying, those for purifying physique and prolonging life.

"No more." Lin Jinan looked at the purple grand small fruit handed to his lips, his cheeks were bulging, he firmly shook his head, "I can't eat it."

Compared with men, the boy is petite. He is only wearing a white gauze which seems to be transparent. He is held in his arms by a man, and his slender waist is held by his big hands, which makes him itch.

Lin Jinan looked at the past in a secluded way. He stretched out his hand and pulled the gauze clothes that slipped to his shoulders. "You deliberately."

Duan Jingyan intentionally threw him a very ill fitting dress. The collar was open, and the cloth on his shoulder would slide down. If he didn't arrange it in time, it would hang on his elbow and most of his chest would be exposed.

Duan Jingyan with a smile in his eyes, he pinched the chin of the youth, "just wear it like this, and I am very happy to see it in my heart."

“……” Happy you big watermelon! Lin Jinan was caught in the past, this kiss is fierce, call him lack of oxygen.

"Oh, it's all wet." Duan Jingyan sticks to the youth's ear blowing, whispering.

“……” Lin Jinan's words are poor. His clothes are just wet with sweat, but the man deliberately says that he is full of imagination.

She heard all kinds of wailing outside the palace. On the face of pretty like hibiscus, immediately flew on a piece of red.

The Lord is so strong. She has counted it carefully. She will do it at least eight times a night.

Lin Jinan kneaded his sour waist and sat up. Duan Jingyan didn't know where he was. He was the only one left in the huge palace.

All day long, there was no ring of the bell. Lin Jinan looked down at his wrist. His imprisonment was lifted by the man himself.

There was no iron chain on his hands or feet to restrict his freedom. Lin Jinan went down barefoot, and the hot dragon was burned in the palace. When the soles of his feet touched the ground, he didn't feel cold at all.

On the bed, there is a suit of clothes, and the one on the man's body is the same.

"Brother Tong, how do you wear this?" After trying several times, Lin Jinan, looking at his unruly self, had to declare failure.

The system has never seen such clothes. It has studied for a long time when the host tries on the clothes. "Mr. Lin, you should put on the black lining first."

Lin Jinan struggled in the house for a long time, his face steaming hot, "very tired."

He heaved a sigh of relief, too lazy to give himself the cleaning technique.

Out of the palace, there are maids waiting outside. Seeing the young man coming out, he bowed down and said, "after the devil, please follow me."

Lin Jinan chokes, what's wrong with the demon clan? How can you kneel when you see people? His life is almost lost!

He was escorted to the palace by the maids, and he received countless eyes all the way.

Lin Jinan touched his hot face. He simply covered his face with his sleeve. After finding Duan Jingyan, he would settle the account with him.

In the palace, the white smoke was wrapped around, and the water mist with hot gas swept over his face. When Lin Ji walked southward, he realized that it was a natural hot spring.