Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

She almost had some sweat upside down to try to jump up, but Shen Mubai withstood, she stabilized her mind and found that the other person's look was always the same.

Creak--

It's the sound of the door being pushed open.

Shengwood's white heart tightened and he couldn't help holding his breath.

She pressed her hat down again, leaning against the doll next to her, her scattered hair and a Lolita costume, deliberately covering her feet, slightly curling up, without distinction from the dolls around her.

The sound of footsteps is like stepping on her heart with a chestnut of death.

Her chest slightly tumbled and her body stiffened in a white, motionless and then leaned against the table, keeping her still.

The other person walked in from the outside, and the slight sound of the boots stepping on the ground, in this strange silent situation, became more and more frightened and horrified.

Shen Wood White dared not move a bit, she took a small breath, a faint smell of blood passed into her nose.

Before she could doubt it, she held her breath again.

The other person walked over, seemingly watching the surrounding scene carefully, and then stopped at a short distance from Shengwood White.

Black boots appear in the curtains, and she can clearly see that the other person's eyes are on her body.

Shen Wood got nervous and his palms even began to leach a little cold sweat.

Calm down.

He must not find out.

She thought so in her heart, tight and motionless.

Until the other side shifted one direction and started walking out.

She's a little tranced. Didn't she find out?

sighed suddenly in relief.

She didn't have time to be happy. The little hat on her head was taken away and the funny smiling clown mask appeared on top of her. He crooked his head and sounded so gentle, "I found you. ”

Sedimentary white pupils shivered slightly over the past, a creepy fear spreading from the bottom of the foot, even losing the ability to escape, with cold hands and feet sitting in place.

The man in the clown mask reached out one hand and provoked her chin.

The white face of the shrub was stiff at his disposal, and the sweat on his forehead secreted and slipped down along his cheek.

The other party gently wiped off her sweat and said strangely and strangely, “How can you reward me? ”

If she were in the normal state, she would definitely yell at you, not playing hide-and-seek games, but now she's shaking all over her body, her legs don't listen to the stiffness, her eyeballs spin a little, and she stares at the person in front of her.

“Little fool.” The man squeezed her chin, smiled softly, then lifted her hand and held her whole person in his arms, smelling the smell on the girl almost obsessively, in a slightly invisible voice, “I miss you so much. ”

Shen Kibai could not hear anything, her eyes were as if out of focus, and she was temporarily frightened by the aftermath, and could not return to God for a moment.

Even if a man wearing a clown mask holds her whole life, she just thinks stiff, she's dying?

That's right, Gishu is dead. Her mission failed.

It wasn't until she was put down again that Shen Wood White slowed down and looked around.

This is a cabin with simple setup but complete items.

A bit of a cozy design style, like isolation, makes one have to relax physically and mentally.

A man walked into the kitchen wearing a clown mask.

Shen Kibai doesn't know what he wants to do, but undeniably, she does want to escape now.