Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The man’s face is completely revealed, and the face of the heroic white is mature, and the curvature of the thin lips is almost exactly the same as the boy in his mind. The only difference is that the eyes are dark, the other is blood red.

Shen Mubai was almost paralyzed. She asked the system in a panic. "What is going on?"

The system said, "It seems that the reason why the task did not show failure is this."

Shen Mubai can't be channeled. "You mean, he is also Jishu? But... Ji Shuming Ming is already dead, or he was killed."

The system silently said, "You calm down, he should tell you the answer."

Shen Mubai took a deep breath and held the clown mask in his hand. The pupil shivered slightly. "You are Jishu?"

The man squeezed her chin and slowly approached, and the warm breath rushed over her face.

However, Shen Mubai had no time to scold the atmosphere of this ambiguity. She just stared at the **** red eyes in front of her eyes, and her brain became chaotic.

Are they the same person?

But age and time are not at all, and Ji Shuming has been around her, or that this person is just a monster with Ji Shu's face.

Thinking of this possibility, Shen Mubai's body stiffened, and secretly sneaked out the gun hidden on his side.

The other person chuckled, holding down the hand she pulled the gun, with a slightly low voice. "This doesn't work for me, isn't it clear to you?"

Shen Mubai stopped working, and the cold sweat of the forehead slipped down, suddenly reaching out and pulling the cheeks on the other's face.

The warm feeling is not like a mask at all.

The man allowed her to pull her face, the blood-red eyes were almost indulgent and gentle, so she stared at her for a moment.

Shen Mubai is still in a huge doubt and horror, and he can't take measures, and his lips are covered with soft things.

At the same time, the back of the head was also caught by a big hand.

She squinted her eyes slightly, and the horror of a moment made the man squat down the lip, and then slowly outlined her softness and squeezing.

"唔.." Shen Mubai struggled, and his hands resisted.

The man continued his movements with a deaf ear and kissed with a strong mouth.

The delicate girl wearing Lolita costume was pressed on the sofa, she tried to keep her face, but was twisted again and again by the other side. What followed was a deeper kiss.

The soft ear was pinched by a hand, and then all the way down, with her hand ten fingers double buckle.

Just as Shen Mubai wanted to bite the other's tongue, the man gently squeezed the palm of her hand.

The body is slightly stunned. This is a small habit that she and Ji Shu have developed. Whether it is a small comfort or a secret number, they will secretly pinch each other's palms.

Shen Mubai was a bit stunned. She obviously watched Ji Shu die in front of her, and Ji Shu also confronted men face to face.

She does not believe that a person can be divided into two halves, then why is this?

The most important thing is that her mission has not failed. If this person is not Jishu, then how can I explain it?

"Little fool." The man stared at her look of distraction, smiled softly, and touched her cheek with affection.

Shen Mubai looked at him. "Are you really Jishu?"

"I am not him, but also him." The man whispered, **** red eyes staring at her, the tone is still as strange and laughter style as ever.

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