Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Although I don't understand the male owner's recent unusual behavior, for the first time, I am a little happy to receive the flowers, the daisy is not like the roses of the flowers, but has its own unique charm, so that the mood of the person holding it can also be influenced independently.

“If it weren't for the man, it would have been a zombie. I thought he was into me?” Shen Wood whitewashed with emotion to the system.

The system shouted and said, "Where did you get the confidence? ”

Shen Kibai said, "My face. ”

And the system said, "Don't worry, you won't have that confidence in the next world. ”

Shen Kibai, "... system are you in love with me? ”

The system seemed stunned by her saying, it took a while to digest it, cold air, “… we're just a piece of data, where do you get the confidence? ”

Shen Kibai felt grieved, “If it wasn't for this period of time when it comes to the male lead, your tone would become strange, can I not think about it more? ”

System, "… put away your unrealistic fantasies. ”

Seems not sick enough system, Shenmu White Ghost, “If he sends me a pile of food, maybe I'm heartbroken. ”

System, "…” OK, very comfortable.

Shen Mubai didn't think in that direction all the time. In her opinion, she was just an upgraded pill that could eat meat and drink blood. Oh, now there's one more, which is a pet that can make fun of once in a while.

Huo Junxian sent Shenmu white flower pot as if his heart had come to a tide. When he left the flower stall, he just glanced at the other party and turned around and walked away. His thin lips spewed an icy cold word, “Follow me. ”

Fortunately, the flower pot was not heavy, and the inner heart of Shen Mu Bai muttered in silence and gave in again to the forces of evil.

A woman in a lace white dress leaned half of her body in the arms of a man next to her, clamouring, “The sun is so big, you know, it won't come. ”

The man was dressed in a military uniform, followed by a few idiots, and the passers-by were far from intelligent.

This man is one of the most spoiled youngest sons of the base leadership, but his character is not very good. The women and things he sees are robbed. The late life is no better than before the end of the world. Those who encounter these people hinder each other's power and identity and can only bear it silently.

“Baby, I'll get you an umbrella.” Lu Zhuhai snapped a woman's white chin with his fingers, revealing a ruined smile.

The woman said in a sweet, dead voice, "Less sea, people want a lace umbrella. ”

Lu Jiu Hai slipped through her eyes, some of the fun was missing, let her go, and spoke to the subordinates beside her.

The woman didn't notice anything unusual, her gaze swept through the market, stayed somewhere, her eyes slightly shined, and her fine fingers stretched out to Lu Zhihai and said, "Hai Xiao, I want that. ”

When Lu Zhihai looked at her gaze and saw more than a dozen flower pots, she was about to instruct another subordinate to look at a figure and pause.

The girl holding the flower pot raised her face slightly and said something to the tall man around her, revealing a thin white neck, the fine porcelain white side face seemed to be covered with a light fluorescence in the sun, black hair floating with the wind.

When the figure of the young girl disappeared, Lu Zhihai recovered. Her eyes were full of amazement.

He promptly instructed an intelligent subordinate, "Go and check the information on the girl just now.” He paused and sounded a little loud, "and the man, by the way, what the hell was their relationship? ”