Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Thinking that the other hosts lived in the heat of the water like her, Shen Mubai was balanced, didn't know what to think, she was silent for a while and told the system, “System, I don't seem to have pulled any strings these days. ”

Not only didn't you poop, you didn't even pee.

The system, "... you just found out? ”

Shum Kibai said yes, and then he couldn't say a word, "I'm not constipated, am I? ”

The system says, "Your soul is human, so when you enter the cat's body, it naturally changes its physique. You can eat anything cats don't normally eat. ”

Shenmu Bai heard, almost didn't faint excitedly, took half a minute to digest this sudden unexpected pleasure, she rolled and screamed, “My little lobster lamb skewer stinks tofu cage wrapped pancakes fruit octopus small pills roasted chicken wings roasted chicken legs..”

System, ".....”

Upon Jiang's return, Shen Mubai hurried to return everything to its original position and then greeted him very well.

At the moment the door was opened, she looked like a cat who missed her master and glued on tightly, rubbing her calf, and her mouth sounded soft and meow.

She glanced at the unusually excited cat and Jiang ruthlessly brushed her aside and bent over to change her slippers.

Shenmu Bai was stuck next to him the whole time. After seeing him walk into the living room, he also followed closely, raised his head and shook his tail.

The cat bowl in the living room still has plenty of fresh cat food added in the morning, while the canned cat next to it is licked clean.

Not surprisingly, he retracted his gaze, and one of his thoughts was proven, and Jiang poured himself a glass of boiling water and sat on the couch and opened a book to look at.

Long fingers turned one of the pages, his gaze inadvertently slid across a place, Jiang's eyes suddenly slightly stopped, and then it seemed as if he had accidentally retrieved it, and he couldn't see any hidden color in his converging eyes.

Shen Wood didn't notice a thing and tried to get to him. He saw that there was no contradiction, and one jumped to the next position.

Then slightly crooked his head, his emerald eyes staring straight at the contents of the book.

And then she found out that she couldn't read, because the books were all in French.

But it didn't affect her heart that wanted to brush the masculinity, so she quietly accompanied her for a while, Shen Mubai was sleepy, circled to want to have tits eyes, and ended up sleeping dead.

The little snoring from the side made Jiang suddenly want to turn the page fingers slightly, lift his eyelids, eyes fell on the cat sleeping sweetly beside him, the other party's tummy appeared abnormally prominent on the breath up and down.

His gaze lingered for a minute, and his unemotionally glanced eyes continued to look at the book.

Over the next few days, Shen Mubai stayed at home. In addition to chasing regular daily art shows, she occasionally secretly took things from the refrigerator. Of course, she didn't take much, at most, one small bottle of yogurt and one tomato at a time.

And then something unhappy happened, which was that the beef-flavored cat can was gone, and Jiang gave her another flavor of canned food, and Shenmu White didn't adapt to that flavor, so she didn't touch it after just a few bites.

Jiang obviously also noticed that she didn't like to eat, so she fried her a steak for dinner.

Shen Wood white touched tears, just rubbing his legs up.