Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Wood White Fox questioned, “Really? ”

One of them glared at her, “What's with all the back cook girl? ”

Shem Wood White thought there was cat fatigue, so when the owner of the tavern woke up, he took the kitchen breakfast to the front porch, “Master cabinet, last night I saw the midnight alone in the lobby, is there anything else happening in the tavern? ”

Her tone was perfectly grasped, with a little doubt and curiosity, as if she was really confused about the matter.

At the first listen of the master, he was furious on the spot. He called those little second-in-command to teach them a hard lesson.

Those little second-in-command weren't really complaining about Shen Wood White. Besides, this isn't the first time they've done it. The wooden boy was cold all day. If he cared about anyone, they'd just watch him get upset.

Not to mention that the other party worked to get his hands and feet together, a top three, and the boss privately planned to process the money for him.

Several people were really envious and jealous, so they always wanted to find a way to teach a lesson to the middle of the night. This time, it was just a sloppy excuse.

But this little girl secretly gave a small report to the master.

Several people were thinking about giving her a small lesson.

Shen Mubai knows nothing about this.

She's still worried about yesterday's panic. Midnight doesn't have any trust in her right now, just to say she's crazy.

As she pondered the issue, she didn't notice at all, two of them gave each other a look, one of them holding the broom silently across the path she was about to walk over.

“Hello.” There was a slightly chilly voice behind her, pulling Shen Wood White out of her thinking, she stopped and turned around to look at each other with some surprise, “Midnight..." ”

It wasn't easy. The male lead finally took the initiative to take care of her. Shen Mubai was so moved, he was crying and drooling.

“The aunt in the kitchen asked you to brush the bowl.” He glanced at her and turned away.

Shen Kibai, "…”

She walked in a depressed direction towards the back chef, and the male lead was noble and cold, harder to hook up with than the Goddess in full clothes.

Back in the kitchen, Shen Kibai looked at the empty pot, thinking, is the male owner playing with her?

The business of Drunken Immortal House is still as good as ever. If it had not been for the time limit of free profession binding, Shen Mubai would not have had to brush the plate for seven days, he would have gone with us.

She brushed the plate and complained to the system, "This male owner is too difficult to mess with, nor is it cheating. ”

The system said, "For the host's sake, sympathize with you for three seconds. ”

Shen Kibai was angry on the spot, "Is our friendship worth three seconds? It'll take seven seconds anyway. ”

System, “…” hold on, don't laugh.

The more Shen Wood thinks about it, the more he feels grieved, brushing the dishes, while darkening his heart to the male master Xiao.

She was just about to fold up a clean pile of plates and put them in the cupboard, and there was a second kid walking in.

Shen Mubai didn't really care, so when he saw people coming straight over, he was ready to move aside.

But how could she not have imagined that the other person would stretch out his leg so viciously, watching the whole person go down?

Suddenly one huge hand held her waist and the other had a slightly unique smell in his sturdy embrace, the other holding onto the plate that was about to fall in her hand steadily.