Quick Transmigration:Report to the Host,You Have Been Attacked!

"Well, no, you can never be related." When Joe imprinted a kiss on his forehead.

Just as Xi Ying wanted to punch him, he heard something moving at the door.

"Shh." When Joe's face had a triumphant smile, "another protagonist appeared."

I saw a woman with dark skin and strong arms and legs.

Her skin was so black and she was wearing a particularly gorgeous rose red dress, which made her even darker.

Look at her face again. Oh, my God.

There are not only a lot of acne marks, but also a lot of freckles. Although the facial features are not ugly, they are only the average level.

Such a woman, compared with Xi Ying's appearance, is less than one in ten thousand.

After the rich woman came in, she threw her famous bag on the sofa, took off her high-heeled shoes and sat on the bed.

Xi Ying almost didn't faint from the strong smell.

She turned her nose without any expression.

The rich woman picked her feet with her hand, and saw that she was still wearing silk stockings on her feet.

I don't know what she thinks. She still doesn't take off the stockings. Can you dig it so well?

When Qiao sees Xi Ying a pair of want to suffocate appearance, wide thick palm block half of her face.

It's much better than pinching your nose.

When Xi Ying takes a look at Qiao, she looks at her with a smile in her eyes.

Unlike last night, Joe's hands are clean today.

There is no smell of smoke or wine, but only a faint smell of grass.

It should smell like hand sanitizer or hand cream.

It smells good.

Xi Ying couldn't help sniffing.

There was a faint smile on Joe's lips.

After about ten minutes, the door of the bathroom opened and the steaming water vapor came out.

Jiao Shijun wiped his face with a towel and saw a rich woman sitting on the bed picking her feet.

Seeing the rich woman picking her feet, he resisted her nausea, raised a handsome smile, and called out in a sweet voice, "Lord human ~"

the rich woman was very satisfied with Jiao Shijun's performance, and hooked him with her hand that was still picking her feet: "come here."

Jiao Shijun came over.

"My feet are itchy recently. Maybe I have beriberi. Please help me to have a look." How dare Jiao Shijun not obey the rich woman's words?

He squatted down and knelt in front of the rich woman to help her watch her feet.

When Jiao Shijun came out of the bathroom, he only used a bath towel to surround his lower body. Now he kneels down like this. The cracks in the towel can let people under the bed see the situation inside.

Joe immediately covered his eyes with his other hand.

She can't see this hot eye scene.

Joe didn't want to see it himself, but he caught a glimpse.

Cut.

Joe was scorned.

It's so small. It's nothing like him.

"Go back to the master, your feet seem to be a little bit of beriberi. In this way, I'll go down and buy you some ointment for treating beriberi, and then I'll apply it to you by myself, will you

Jiao Shijun's voice at this moment is like the cool and handsome school grass in the school?

It's like a fawning dog.

Xi Ying took out her mobile phone from her pocket and wanted to record. However, Qiao's hand covered her eyes, making her unable to see how to operate.

She turned her head, trying to get Shijo to move his hand.

"What do you want? Tell me, I'll do it. " When Qiao's slight voice rings in Xi Ying's ear, the hand blocking her nose moves away.