Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

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Shen Mubai sat in the passenger seat, his eyes calmly looking straight ahead, but the heart had already turned to the sea.

According to the temperament of the male lord, although this day has more and more ‘humanity’, she will not naively think that the other party will change back to the previous state because of the previous memory, even if it is only a little bit.

But now, instead of looking for the revenge of the leader of the A city base, he is indifferent to the provocation of the arrogant man.

Shen Mubai warfare said to the system, "System, have you found that the male master is not right?"

The system says, "No."

Shen Mubai hesitated, "Is it?"

The system said, "Don't think too much, do the task well."

Shen Mubai thought about it. He felt that even if the man was not right, she did not seem to be able to do anything, so she took out a packet of pistachios and ate it.

"Come on, right? Come on, let's go."

The handsome man sitting in the driver's seat had no half-faced expression on his face. The long, white-shouldered hand grasped the steering wheel. The ice-blue scorpion looked at the front without squinting, and there was no dissatisfaction with the noise caused by the girl next to him.

Somehow, a pistachio shell went to the male head.

Shen Mubai did not find it at first, or the system reminded her.

When she saw the white husk on the male head, the pistachio in her hand was scared by two.

A man with a beautiful face like a **** is sitting in the driver's seat. He seems to have nothing to do with it. The decent and graceful gesture is very eye-catching, and the abstinence of the whole body makes people want to stop. People can't wait to die in the hormones emitted by the other side.

However, Shen Mubai only saw the fierceness and brutality of the other party under the skin. Although the recipe of the other party has changed, the picture of the hand-to-wad zombie has been constantly playing back and forth in the mind.

I didn’t know how to taste a few pistachios, and I’ve finally thought of a good idea.

She first looked at the man's hair seriously and seriously. When the other person noticed her sight, she said, "I found a bug on your head."

If other people, may be deceived by her expression and tone.

However, Huo Junhan's face was still as usual, but she looked at her with a faint look and continued to look at the front without squinting. The steering wheel slowly turned.

Shen Mubai, "..."

The system snorted, as if laughing at her mental retardation.

Shen Mubai glanced at the pistachio shell on the head of the man, and looked at the other side of the face as beautiful as the gods, and the cowardly squatting hands quickly focused on the front.

Then, trying to take the husk of the man's head and the sap of the wood, he ended his movements.

The reason is because the hand is too short...

Shen Mubai did not give up, staring straight at the pistachio shell that seemed to stick to the man's hair, and then leaned forward slightly.

What she didn't know was that everything was exposed in the rearview mirror, and the man's gaze stayed on it, and there was no look on the face.

When the slender fingers touched the husk on the man's hair, Shen Mubai didn't have a smile of joy. The car suddenly swayed, and the whole person rushed into the other's arms. The accident happened and the lips met. An ice-cold thing.

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