Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Life was just like this, until the ice melted, when the warm sun appeared, the river suddenly held still on its head slowly rose, until the sound of the system in its mind sounded, the shen wood white nestled in the other party's arms stood still, then suddenly woke up from the confused sleep.

“Mission progress reaches 100%, ask the host to be ready to enter the next world. ”

The sun outside the window is warm on the grass outside, falling through the floor-to-ceiling windows on cats and teenagers, at just the right temperature.

Those who fall asleep on the tatami face as good as jade, no longer the usual cold look, with the gentleness that enters the heart, quiet as a picture roll.

Shen Kibai stared at each other for a while, until the sound of the system sounded again before recovering. Nah, "Wait for me. ”

The yellow and white cat protruded from the teenager's arms, his mouth gently touched each other's chin, low shouted, “meow ~” Goodbye, shovel officer.

It seemed to have been noticed that the young man who was asleep opened his eyes slightly and re-hugged the restless cat into his arms, intimately facing her on the forehead with a slightly dull voice, "Don't move. ”

Shen Mubai cooperated well with him, his emerald eyes stared at him instantly.

The cat's soft and comfortable hair gives the teenager a little security and closes his eyes again.

Juveniles and cats in the house, just outside in the sun.

The sun outside had hidden signs of falling, and the sleepiness dissipated in his brain. Jiang opened his eyes slowly, and the cat in his arms seemed to be still quietly asleep.

With a shallow curve on his lips, he was about to reach out and inertially rub the furry head of his opponent, and he had to look somewhere and his pupils shrunk as hard as a pond.

The atmosphere in the living room is very quiet, with a hint of drowning as the teenager stifles in the air.

The dusk light fell on each other, and no one could see the look hidden in the darkness.

Finally, the teenager just quietly held some cold cats in her arms, tightening them tighter.

He didn't say a word, a word, the whole time.

Just gently alienating the cat with some messy hair and whispering, “Stupid cat...”

Full of drowning and indulgence, but with a hint of ambiguity.

Once Jiang recovered to the original appearance, the girl who had grown a lot of nerve after the school celebration shrunk back into her shell, afraid to confess or give a love letter.

Cold, distant and unexpected, or this is the real deal.

In the past, the accidental tenderness was nothing more than water and moon mirrors, or flowers.

There was an extra potted flower in the bedroom, and Jiang took good care of it every day, leaving it most of the time with a gentle and lukewarm eye to see his care and love for the potted flower.

But the pure white flower in the flower pot withered more than day after day, and there was an indescribable smell in the room.

Because there's a cat buried underneath.

Once Jiang seemed indifferent, he stood by the window, staring at the flower pot, focused and gentle.

Until the sun on the sky stained a layer of dusk light, hidden in the shadows, the river slowly raised its head, its deep eyes thick as ink, the smile on its lips with creepy tenderness, “Is there still no world? ”

A slight indistinct sigh sounded, implicitly revealing madness and paranoia, "I will follow you. ”