Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

? Shen Mubai feels that the recent flower garden is very wrong.

She can't say that something is wrong, in short, it feels like that.

Sister Xue sometimes stares at her for a long time, and her eyes are a little remorseful. It is particularly hot and sticky.

In addition, I also love jealousy.

In the past, the vinegar of the boys was counted, and now the girls’ vinegar should be eaten.

Especially Tian Jia.

After being stared at the flowerbed for a hundred or eighty times, she couldn't stand it. "Jasmine, how do I feel that the school flower looks at my eyes, just like the wife was robbed."

Shen Mubai, "..."

This is not an illusion.

On several occasions, Hua Yan inadvertently asked her about her relationship with Tian Jia. Although she did not seem to care about it, in fact, it was like a man whose embankment was derailed.

Even if she repeatedly promised that she would not like Tian Jia, the other party would still be jealous, and I wish I could stare at it for twenty-four hours.

But her relationship with her sister, not many people in the school know.

Including Tian Jia.

"You want more." The heavy wood and the dry haha ​​road, patted the shoulders of the person. "Sister is just curious about my friend."

Tian Jia looked at the flowerbed hundreds of meters away and stood there, staring at it, and could not help but be silent.

Then I took down my friend's hand and stepped back without a trace. I nodded. "I don't know much about the orange world."

Shen Mubai, "......."

She was quite depressed and looked at the direction in which her friend left. Just wanted to keep up, she was caught by one hand.

"Sister?" Shen Mubai turned back, some surprised.

The flower buds took her hand and smiled. "Primary school girl, it’s a coincidence. I just saw you when I just went downstairs."

Looking around, it seems that I have not been surprised by the dogs and girls, and I am used to it.

Shen Mubai is still a little embarrassed. The key is that the other party’s eyes and movements are not very disguised. They are very close relatives. They can’t help but whisper. “Sister, I heard that next month is your birthday, right?”

The flower garden is now in the third year of high school. After the birthday, it is eighteen years old.

The flower stalked her palm and whispered, "What kind of birthday gift does the elementary school girl want to give me?"

Shen Mubai didn’t really think about it yet. “I will know when I go to school.”

"I have a good idea." The flower buds came over and bite her ear and smiled. "How about giving yourself to me?"

"Sister." Shen Mubai shrank, and quickly went to see the people around, simply no one noticed, she gave a slight sigh of relief, "Don't be like this."

It seems that I am afraid that the other party will misunderstand, and I am busy adding a sentence behind it. "Others will see it."

"Then find a place they can't see."

This place is of course an old place.

Upon arrival, Shen Mubai was pressed against the wall, and the other person bowed slightly and kissed.

She opened her mouth slightly.

The tongue swept in.

Then entangled, bit by bit eating.

The flower bud is like a patient spider, slowly weaving the net, then wrapping her in it, nowhere to escape, sinking in the middle, and there is no chance of gasping.

Shen Mubai sometimes feels strange, shouldn't girls be gentle? Why does the school sister give her the feeling that she is very strong, so strong that she can escape a little, and there is an unknown embarrassment.

She couldn't help but tighten the hand that was caught on the other side, her cheeks red, "Learning. Sister, don't."

The flower buds laughed low, and stretched out their fingers and rubbed her lips. "Do you want to do this?" The other hand touched her waist, slightly hoarse and voiced. "But I am not enough." ”

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