Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The other side turned his face coldly.

What I don't know is whether or not Shen Kibai's illusion, she always feels disliked and discarded.

Shen Mubai ate chocolate and thought, "This male owner looks a little bad, it should be a good thing."

My fiancé came out of class in a rage, and he was like, "Bai Lu, what do you mean? ”

Shen Kibai looked at him strangely, "What do you mean? ”

Luo Zifeng glanced at the boy with the curtains hanging next to him and said, "What do you mean you're here? ”

Shen Kibai shouted, “Shall I sit at your place? ”

Luo Zifeng doesn't speak, his eyebrows are all the same color.

She looked disgusted, "Young Master, who wants to smell the trash can with you? ”

Luo Zifeng glanced at his seat, ".....”

Bai Lu is a young lady, she won't let herself down if she likes someone else.

Luo Zifeng snorted away.

He was still upset why his fiancée had to sit next to that little white face.

I always feel like I need something more on my head.

But Young Master won't pull down to change seats, he can only swallow this breath with a bent face.

Teachers don't do homework at all.

Opposite Song Ning, the handwriting is clean and neat, and it can all be framed. And it looks very deep.

Shen Kibai glanced at his homework book, "Well, give me a copy of the homework, okay, classmate? ”

The boy lifted his eyelids and ignored her.

Shum Ki whitewashed his heart and said, "100 at a time, okay? ”

Song Ning looked at the young girl, "A hundred at a time? ”

His voice was as cold as a man, as if he were not living in the mortal world.

One cannot help but wonder whether he belongs to humanity with joy and sorrow.

Shen Wood nodded white as if his heart was bleeding, "One hundred at a time.” She thought about it and rubbed her little handkerchief in the dark, "but could we get a discount back there? ”

“No.” He dropped his eyes and his slender fingers held the pen, making the bone joint look sharp and beautiful.

"Oh, no discount then. ”

But for a long time, she didn't wait for each other's homework.

“Classmate, you forgot your homework for me. ”

She was kind enough to remind.

The other side turned around and said, "Why should I give you my homework? ”

Shum Wood looked silly, “Didn't you just say yes? ”

The boy looked at her face and was so cold that he seemed to have no friends, "When did I say yes? ”

Shen Kibai thought about it and didn't seem to agree to it.

The other side turned back.

Shen Kibai stared at people for a long time, and he said, “A hundred, if you don't have enough, will I add another 50%? ”

The boy didn't speak.

“That's fifty more. There really can't be any more.” She looked down at the homework book and continued to suffer.

The slight sound of the page turning came, and Song Ning did not browse the text of the book for the motion.

His bones are good, some of them cold, the kind that rejects people a thousand miles away.

But Song Ning is not, he's kind of, you can clearly feel him right in front of you, he won't deliberately separate himself from the surroundings.

But it gives people a feeling of powerlessness that no matter how hard they try, they can't get into his world.

Shen Kibai looked at it for a while and wanted to say something else.

The boy turned his face and threw away an assignment.

He glanced over, his voice slightly low and cold, “Shut up, it's noisy. ”