Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Although wages are also quite low, the company has a good working atmosphere.

When Shen Mubai first came to work, he was picked up.

She is now twenty-three years old, her original slender figure has developed more perfectly, her face is long and beautiful, and her big, watery eyes feel slightly moving when anyone looks at them.

But the person who seemed to her was not destined to have a good outcome, and it was not long before she went to work, and she became an isolated target for her colleagues.

Shen Kibai sighed slightly in his heart and didn't expect much, so he wasn't disappointed.

Not to mention, her purpose was just to get rid of the pressure of staying at home every day. Although she was no better at the company, she was also adhesive, but it was better than in the past.

The only thing unusual about living a normal life every day is that someone else is a normal person, and there is only one ghost beside her, or a grudger who has more black possession than black sesame seed to pervert.

Corporate colleagues don't pay much attention to her. The only impression is that she looks better. Getting closer would be bad luck for no reason, disaster star attachment, and other people are no different.

I saw him on the subway once in a while and nodded far away.

After all, how can I fear that it will involve me? On the face of it, I still have to work hard.

Every time they take the subway, few people are willing to sit next to Shen Wood White, because as soon as they lean over, they feel a chilly, creepy, unnamed retreat.

For that reason, Shen Mubai was numb, and she felt that if she stayed in the world for the rest of her life, it would have been the same.

When a muscle guy leaned over, she didn't pay much attention, just glanced and continued to play with her phone with her head down.

It is only then that the left encounter will give her some relaxation, and when she returns home, it will stick.

Until a scream sounded, Shen Mu badly frightened, raised his face and saw a painful big man.

He covered his broken hand and looked around Shenmu White in horror, bean-sized sweat beads falling from his forehead.

The people around them did not notice what happened, saw the situation, what the brain compensated, looked despicably at the big man who was trying to take advantage of the little girl, on the other hand, full of admiration and fear for the white of Shen Wood.

A decent woman, she broke her hand as soon as she started.

But only the big man knew that it wasn't the prey he liked. He just pretended to lean over and hadn't touched anyone yet, so he was broken by a cold and stinging hand.

The big man was terrified, and immediately the crowd squeezed away under the cover of his consciousness and walked away in a sluggish manner.

Faced with the different colors of her eyes, Shum Wood whispered the corner of her mouth, and the left encounter beside her extended her hand into her clothes, slowly along the waistline without || touching, whispering in her ear canal, “Oh, that's very popular. ”

Shen Kibai, ".....” is over and ill again.

She was shivered and glared at him, suppressing her voice, "Left face, don't go too far. ”

She's innocent, too, okay?

Left met licking her earlobes, cold hands swimming around her soft belly, with a low, slightly dull voice, "I'll come back tonight to clean you up. ”

Of course, in the evening, Shen Mubai was severely “cleaned up”.