Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

One person and one cat can't help but look at each other. Shen Kibai himself is a bit obsessed, and then he looks at each other like this.

There was obvious stunning and shock in the boy's eyes, his open mouth still maintained the original curve, the cat's yellow and white hair in the sight was rarely pretty, those blue eyes were like gems, pure and beautiful, the other two small claws were pulled at the edge of the window, the furry ears were standing, at this moment instantly staring at him, obviously also some scared, looked adorable.

After the reaction, the boy looked straight in the face, his hands slightly itchy. He glanced at the stage and snuck over before the teacher turned around, his mouth still whispered teasing, “meow ~”

“Don't touch her!” An icy cold sound suddenly sounded, with an invisible chill.

Boy startled.

Shen Mubai also knew that it was bad, and quickly shrunk his head.

With those cold eyes, the boy was stunned. Jiang was very popular, but he was cold and lonely. He would never actively talk to anyone. Many of the girls who wanted to talk to him came home every time. Although the boys were uncomfortable with him, few people would go to Jiang's trouble, for the simple reason that Jiang's temper was too strong, and those close to him inexplicably had that kind of retreat.

That impeccable face was facing him at the moment, his deep cold eyes stared straight at him, and he still had no expression in peace, but he was perceived to be in a bad mood at the moment.

The other party's ill-treatment clearly targeted himself, which caused the boy to be frightened. He could only grab his hair and thought to himself, "This cat is not Jiang Qianyi, this is too bad luck.

The movement of the two had already caused some students to look this way and attracted the attention of the teacher.

“What's the matter? What's going on here?” The math teacher with glasses looked sober and, although asked, put his gaze on the boy. Obviously, in his mind, he was more biased as a good student.

The boy couldn't speak of his suffering. It was his fault to tease the cat in class. All he had to say was that he had to be punished to write a review book. He had to be hard on his head. "It's all right, teacher, I just wanted to borrow Jiang's usual notes to copy. ”

After listening to the math teacher, Cold Road, “Usually classes are hard to listen to, do you want to borrow a copy of the paper from someone else? ”

The class laughed.

The boy was blushing, but he could not speak of his bitter suffering in silence and could only accept the criticism of his teacher in depression.

And outside the window, the sunken wood white is the last look of the male master, the heart is very lukewarm, had to turn around, stepped on a soft meat mat to run down the teaching building.

She was very worried that she would be caught eating tonight, so at the end of school, she cautiously followed Jiang and kept a short distance, afraid to go up.

The tip of his tail swept away and his ears dropped slightly. Shen Wood lowered his head white and was sad in his heart.

Walking and hitting a hard thing.

Shen Wood whispered and raised his head.

Jiang suddenly looked down at her and the emotion in her eyes didn't make sense, “Stupid cat. ”

“Meow?” Shen Wood stunned, leaning back at her neck, her eyes filled with shock.