Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

“Tong, what are you doing?” She looked for the system to nag.

The system has not responded.

Shen Mubai asked again.

This time the system came back and the voice was not very happy.

Shen Kibai didn't realize, happy, “Let's guess which mysterious guest will be invited to the show next time. ”

The system says, "Funny artist big cucumber. ”

Shen Kibai, ".....”

She was suddenly caught off guard.

Depressed to roll, but thinking that it was in the classroom, I had to hold my mind and stay quiet at the desk.

About three classes later, Shen Kibai secretly opened the bag mouth and probed out.

From this angle, you can see Jiang Chan's small arm movement. After watching for a while, she felt something was wrong. According to theory, even taking notes should not keep writing continuously. Shen Kibai felt compelled to generate some curiosity.

Continue to probe out, and when she discovers that nearby students are listening to the lesson carefully, she flips over her body, then secretly stretches out her claws and pulls them to the edge of the table, quickly reaching over her head.

She saw the long white hand holding a pencil, and then pressed a white paper under the textbook. Before she could see what the white paper was painting, Jiang pressed it down, and then shoved it into the bag, and it was quick and risky.

Shen Mubai smiled, and then sensed that one of Jiang's hands continued to reach in, accurately playing on her forehead.

Shen Wood white-owled and tears covered the bullet with hairy little paws.

She suddenly remembered the time she snuck in to see Jiang Yan. She also had a pencil in her hand. At that time, she felt uncomfortable. I didn't expect the male owner to look cold and brilliant. There were times when she deserted in class...

Shen Mubai was really curious about what they were drawing, but under the circumstances, she couldn't possibly have a second chance, so she had to lazily lie in her bag. What flashed in her mind, she hurriedly climbed up, then tried to roll it up in her bag, and finally found a sketch stuck in the middle of an exercise book, looking at what was painted in the dark light.

It's churches and pigeons.

Although it is only a sketch, it looks very realistic, including the handling of lines, and it can be seen that the male lead has a very good background. After watching for a while, Shen Mubai carefully put it back, trying not to draw any traces on it.

On his way back from school at noon, Shen Mubai finally got out for some air. He stretched out a large lazy waist. After the male lead changed his slippers and walked over, he rushed up and rubbed his calf. He raised his head to make a series of meeks.

Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Jiang ignored the gleaming look of anticipation in the cat's eyes and walked in the direction of the bathroom. After disinfection, he took some dried fish for Shen Woo Bai.

Shen Kibai stood up, took away the dried fish from his hand, and licked the fingers that lingered on the smell after eating it.

Jiang once acted slightly, but did not stop him, usually suffering from a slight cleanliness habit, and now he does not show any disgusting divine color, but instead looks quietly at the cat with his little tongue out.

After eating the dried fish, Jiang did not go to the bathroom to use sterile water, but rinsed it in the sink and started cooking today's lunch.