Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

She touched the girl's forehead, “It's a little hot. Song Qiqi, when did you start having this kind of daydream? Although you look good, there are too many girls who like to fight... be good, do the right thing. ”

Song Qiqi revealed some confusion and nodded.

The seventeen-year-old Song Qiqi dynamism bud was soon contained in this period of time.

When she saw the bracelet unexpectedly, she took it out and asked Mother Song.

Mother Song was surprised, “Didn't you buy it yourself? ”

Song Qiqi looked down at the bracelet and swallowed the words down his throat.

Looks precious.

She thought about wrapping the bracelet up and putting it at the bottom of the cupboard.

When he graduated from senior year, he was occasionally mentioned in battle, and Song Qiqi smiled.

The two lifelines are completely devoid of the possibility of intersecting.

Shen Mubai once fantasized that after he left, he would go to college with Song Qiqi.

Life in battle is supposed to be good, though it's a little hard.

He likes Song Qiqi, that's the best thing.

If Song Qiqi was in the same mood, she wouldn't have any concerns.

…

Yu Xi came to a handsome transfer student.

Face is so long, often wears a mask, the upper and lower tails of the eyes, plus the temperament of the surrounding body, is a walking hormone, although it looks a little arrogant. But when you drop the curtain, you can't help but offer your heart.

But, you know, it's just a little too hard to chase.

Legend has it that a small goal of the family is Tsinghua North University.

Of course there are people who don't get used to his dragging and then try to teach him a lesson.

And then... and then they beat my parents up and they didn't even recognize me.

“My girlfriend doesn't really like me fighting, get out.” The black-haired boy pulled on his mask and the lazy voice entered several people's ears.

Every other few days, Yu Tin girls broke their hearts.

Who was the girlfriend who tried to pull out the new school grass, but received nothing.

Even the few people on the week were a little confused, "Brother Si, when did you have a girlfriend? ”

On the day of the college entrance exam, Xi Zhenglin's car parked outside for a long time. When his son came out, he swallowed the words he wanted the driver to drive away.

The battle leaned in and played the game in his hand.

Xi Zhenglin coughed, “How was your exam? ”

He didn't lift his head, he lazily said, "You can rest assured if you're worried that I'll screw up your shitty company later. ”

His fingers trembled slightly, “War... you...”

Xi Zhenglin and Shima eventually opted for divorce because they mishandled each other. Shima was a strong person, but no one knew that she was on her way out of Shi's house.

At that time, he was only seven years old.

By the time the notice came down, the small group had all gone into battle.

[Wang Zihao]: Bullshit, fight.

[Xiao Zheu]: Congratulations, Brother Xi.

[President Lin]: Qinghua North Metropolitan has taken the exam. When will we take a look at your girlfriend?

…

The news was constantly brushing, and the righteous Lord had not spoken for a long time.

…

Later, at a party, most of the people had started a family business, and some people mentioned their high school girlfriends.

The man remained silent for a while, snapping his lips and laughing, “She had asked me to take the Northwestern China exam, but this man was impatient...”

“I have completed my second little goal, when will she come back to fix me a third...”