Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The man's face was completely revealed, the british white face was much more mature, and the thin lip curved almost exactly like the teenager in his head. The only difference is that the eyes, one is pitch-black and the other is blood-red.

Shen Mubai was almost stunned, and she asked the system in a panic, "What's going on? ”

The system says, "It looks like this is why the task didn't show the failure. ”

Shen Wood White is incredible, “You mean, he's also Ji Shu? But... but Ji Shuming was already dead, or he killed him. ”

The system was silent, "You calm down, he should tell you the answer. ”

Shen Wood took a deep breath and tightened his clown mask. His pupils trembled slightly, "Are you Jishu? ”

The man squeezed her chin, slowly approaching, and a warm aura poured on her face.

But Shen Kibai had no time to worry about this ambiguous atmosphere. She just stared at the blood-red eyes in front of her, and her brain was confused.

Are they the same person?

But the age and time are not right at all, and Ji Shuming has always been beside her, or is this person just a monster with Ji Shu's face in front of him.

With this possibility in mind, Shumwood White's body became stiff and he secretly pulled out the gun hidden from his side.

The other person laughed softly, holding down the hand where she drew the gun, with a slightly lower voice, “This doesn't work for me, you know that, right? ”

The white action stopped and the cold sweat in the forehead slipped off, suddenly reaching out and pulling the skin off the other person's face.

That warmth doesn't look like a mask at all.

The man left her to pull his face, his blood-red eyes almost drowning tenderly, staring at her instantly.

Shen Wood White is still in tremendous confusion and intimidation, unable to cope, and her lips are covered with something soft.

At the same time, the back of the head is also shackled by a big hand.

She opened her eyes slightly and was suddenly surprised to let the man slip through her lips and then slowly grasped her soft, fine mouth allowing her to inhale.

“Um...” Shen Woo struggled and resisted with both hands.

The man continued his motion with deafness, forcefully allowing his mouth to continue.

The sophisticated girl in Lolita's costume was pressed against the sofa, and she tried to cross her face and was twisted over and over again. What follows is a deeper, harder kiss.

Ten finger buttons with her fingers as she pinched her soft ears with one hand and then went down the road.

Just as Shen Kibai tried to bite each other's tongue, the man gently squeezed her palm.

Slightly resting on her body, this is a little habit she and Ji Shu have developed, whether it's a little comfort or a code, will secretly pinch each other's palms.

Shen Mubai was a little confused. She clearly watched Ji Shu die in front of her, and Ji Shu confronted the man face to face.

She doesn't believe that a person can be split in half, so why?

Most importantly, she did not fail in her task, and if this person is not Ji Shu in front of her, how can she explain it?

“Little fool.” The man stared at her and smiled gently, touching her cheeks with love.

Shen Kibai looked at him, “Are you really Ji Shu? ”

“I'm not him, I'm him.” The man lowered his voice, his blood-red eyes stared at her straight at her, and the tone was still as weird as ever with a smile.