Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Kibai saw her walk over and shrunk her neck in vain, muffled, "Teacher, I'm not hot. ”

The teacher stopped talking and finally didn't say anything. He turned to the stage.

Lifting her left lip revealed a strange curve, staring straight at her with those eyes.

In the next few days, Shen Mubai spent the night being suppressed by ghosts and forced to take advantage of ghosts during the day.

Left encounter is like suffering from skin thirst, Shen Mubai can't stand each other sticking to her like a pervert.

Every morning she comes to school with a real kidney deficiency, and the students around her look at her more and more frightened, as if she was dying soon.

Shen Mubai felt the same way, she felt that she was being pressed down by the left in this way, she might die one day.

So on the weekend, she went to the supermarket and decided to give herself a hard time.

I bought the ingredients, I wanted to make a big soup, and when I passed through the food area, I swept several packets of rala.

The soul of the left-handed was not dispersed behind her.

Even if Shen Wood didn't turn back, she could still feel that strong look on her, with a creepy desire for possession.

During the checkout, Shen Mu white-faced and reddish secretly grabbed several packets of condoms. Her heart was pounding, her heart was weak and she was ashamed. Her stiff body would look away and she wouldn't dare look into the cashier's eyes.

“Hello, a total of XXX dollars, would you like to swipe cards or cash?” Sweet and polite voice rang out.

Shen Kibai paid and walked out of the supermarket in a bit of a panic with the bag, which slowly relieved him.

The shady smell behind her was shadowy, and the left encountered rubbing with cold hands || squeezed her ears, meaning an unknown smile.

Shen Wood white drummed, hateful thoughts in your heart, you're funny.

Left every time I met her left that thing in her body. After all, he is now a ghost, and Shen Woo Bai felt numb in the scalp just thinking about it.

Go back and cook yourself a pot of soup, specialize in rejuvenating blood, finish drinking Shen Wood white, rest on the sofa satisfied.

When I went to bed at night, Shen Mu Bai was suddenly pressed again.

In a slight gasp, she finally remembered something, "Left encounter... stop.” She tried to climb up and try to find a condom.

Left hand grabbed her and repeated her lips up again.

Shen Kibai got dizzy and whimpered, "I'm going to get something...”

“Stop looking.” She bit her lip on the left, slowing down, “I put it back when I checked out today. ”

Shen Wood opened his eyes and held his crouched complaint, “Why? ”

Left meets sucking her earlobes, with a low, slightly dull voice, "I'm not comfortable wearing that, and you're not comfortable. ”

She looked at her left face with a complaining look, and her eyes were filled with anger.

With her chin pinched on her left side, she kissed again and as she kissed, she poked her hand into her clothes and touched her slim waist.

Early in the morning, his face rose again with kidney deficiency, and the white face of the sunken wood looked desperately at the progress strip on his left head, which had only reached 50% so far.

I felt uncomfortable all over my body, and the marks on my neck were not yet ready, adding new ones.

Shen Kibai thought she was grieving, uncomfortable, and impatient.

She dared not to resist. Over and over again, in the gloomy eyes of the left, she took the lead and bowed down.

Even if she resists, it's a sad fact.