Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

For the two of us to leave.

The girls were jealous and jealous.

Song Ning and the girl have always had good feelings, and no one can intervene.

....

The young girl held herself around her neck, not much peace, and kept rubbing around.

Song Ning's eyes were dark and restrained, “Don't move. ”

“Ninning.” Young girl spying on me, "you're so handsome. ”

Song Ning doesn't speak.

“Ning Ning, I like you the most.” The girl blurred and rubbed his shoulder, "I won't let you go, don't give up on me. ”

“You must be tired. I'm sorry...”

Ambiguous words come.

Bring a burp.

The young girl held him tightly, humming a song.

Obviously drunk.

Song Ning did not respond from start to finish, quiet and calm.

No one can see the true color of his eyes.

Luo Zifeng chased up from behind, "Hello. ”

He's a little angry, “Song Ning, you fucking deliberately are. ”

Song Ning did not return, and walked straight ahead.

Luo Zifeng, ".....”

This guy.

He walked right over, blocked in front of both of them, "Intentionally letting me know the wrong volunteer, you should be very proud of it now. ”

Song Ning bluntly said, “Are we done? ”

Luo Zifeng sneered, “You can play this trick too, it's amazing. But you think this is gonna work? It's just a school. ”

Song Ning stared at him and his face was gloomy for a moment.

Luo Zifeng mocked, “Look, I thought you were so calm. ”

His heart beat against the boy.

He knew that Song Ning had been looking at him badly, and there was absolutely no shortage of trips when he had the chance.

But that's never been the case.

It's like wanting to disappear from the world.

Luo Zifeng's scalp became numb, but he still had a hard mouth. “Master Ben can go wherever he wants, just wait and see. ”

“Doesn't matter.” Sounded with a cool voice.

Song Ning's gaze looked indifferent, "Luo Zifeng, I've never considered you an opponent. ”

He's just...

Just trying to kill those factors.

...

Song Ning sent the girl to the front door of the house.

Auntie was drunk when she saw her lady. She hurried. “Oops, I'm glad Madame isn't home. ”

She hastily went to help.

I don't know how to put a girl on a boy's back.

Auntie smiled embarrassingly, "Miss, come to me. ”

The girl looked at her drunk and said, "No, no, you're not Ning. ”

Song Ning handed over the people.

Separating her from Liu Hai, she kissed her forehead, "Be good, be good. ”

The young girl stared at him, pointing at her lips, "This too. ”

Auntie, “....." Oops, she's old. Is this how young relationships are now?

Song Ning possessed herself, kissed each other's lips, rubbed her head, “Go back and rest. ”

“That too.” The girl hiccupped and pointed back at her cheek.

Auntie, “...” I didn't expect Miss to be such a lady.

Song Ning was not tired of doing it, kissing the girl's cheek.

“Both sides. ”

He slipped a faint smile in his eyes and kissed over, "Okay. ”

“Ning Ning good night. ”

The young girl stared at his face for a long time and jumped over and was caught steadily.

She lifted her toes and gave a big bang on her face, seriously speaking with alcohol.

...

When I woke up, I remembered everything.