Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

“Isn't that terrible? ”

Shen Kibai, ".......”

She glanced at the ghost next to her with a numb look and kissed her. Her gloomy, dark eyes were filled with joy.

faintly sighed, forget it, she confessed her fate is not good enough?

Although they live outside, they are sometimes too busy to eat at school.

She was probably too famous, so as soon as she sat down, someone turned around with the plate and left.

Shum Wood whites his head down and eats his own meal.

“Who is she? How come everyone sees her walking around? She's not ugly, she's beautiful. ”

“You don't even know who she is. She's the famous summer leaf. ”

The other person looked at her curiously and, after hearing what her companion had said, she was shocked to retract her gaze.

Shen Kibai, “.....” I'm so sorry to be so famous.

With a piece of red roasted meat in her mouth, the fragrance finally soothed her somewhat depressed heart.

“Excuse me, classmate, can I sit here?” A man plugged in.

Shen Wood raised her head white, the man in front of her grew white and was wearing a white shirt, which was the preferred type of girl, but after just a glance, she dared not look, after all, there was a perverted big ace cylinder staring beside her.

The boy sat across from her on his own.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but pinch a sweat for him and didn't dare to say a word to remind him.

After all, there had been a previous example where she had been severely punished once by a left encounter when she could not bear to remind.

“Are you afraid of what I did to him?” The other bit her ear and her gloomy eyes grew deeper.

Shen Wood whispered, tearful half of the words dared not say.

Left encountered breaking her face, her lips lifted a strange curve, looked at her with gloomy, dark eyes, “Don't piss me off, or I'll lock you up...” He tucked it into her ear and sank in a sweaty, vertical tone, “You will never go out, even if you die, you will never get rid of me. ”

Shen Mubai had no doubt about the words of the left encounter. Sometimes she really felt that the left encounter wanted to lock her up. That feeling was horrible. Although life was not better now, it was just horrible to be locked up in a shack with each other.

So now she can only eat with her head down, and even if the boy across the street talks to her, she won't dare say a word back.

“Are you from Natsuyeh?” Boys are a little embarrassed, they look quite stubborn, and their eyes are also staring at the food on the plate.

Shen Kibai only begged him to leave quickly, otherwise she would not dare to ask for mercy if left was angry.

The more she begs, the worse the boy will be, though she will be.

“Don't you dare talk to me?” The boy lifted his eyes and glanced at her and moved away, "I heard about you, but... but I don't mind...”

You don't mind if I go, boss. It's too late.

Shivering and holding the chopsticks, Shenmu White Cesar dared not look at the darkness of her left face.

“I... think you're fine.” A man can't squeeze a word out of his mouth for half a day, and Ganba says that.

The more he says, the more desperate Shum Wood White is, the more you think, big brother, you don't see the people around you looking at you with frightening eyes, you wake up and talk to me really bad luck.