Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shenmu Baihu is suspicious, "Is it."

One of them gave her a look. "What do you do with a little girl in the kitchen?"

Shen Mubai felt that this was a bit tricky, so when the restaurant owner got up, he brought the breakfast in the kitchen to the front desk. "The treasurer, I saw a night in the lobby last night. Is there anything in this restaurant?" What happened to other things?"

Her tone is just right, with some doubts and curiosity, as if she really feels puzzled about this matter.

When the treasurer heard it, he was so angry that he called the few young ones and gave him a lesson.

The two youngsters were not really fighting for Shen Mubai, let alone they were not doing it for the first time. The wood kid in the night was cold and cold all day, and whoever ignored it, they are It’s not good to watch him.

What's more, the other side is doing a good job, a top three, the boss is also planning to give him processing money.

A few people are really envious and embarrassed, so they always want to find a way to let the night get a little lesson. This time, it is just a lazy excuse.

I did not expect this little girl to secretly report to the treasurer.

Several people are thinking about it and intend to give her a small lesson.

Shen Mubai knows nothing about this.

She is still worried about how the panic of yesterday went round and told the truth directly? Midnight does not have any trust in her, only to say that the other party wants to treat her as a neuropathy.

While thinking about the problem, she did not notice it. Two of them gave each other a look, and one of them quietly held the broom across the road she was about to walk.

"Hey." There was a slightly cold voice behind him, pulling Shen Mubai out of his thoughts. She stopped and turned and looked at the other side with some surprises. "Ming...the night."

It’s not easy, the man is finally willing to take care of her, and Shen Mubai is so moved that he is crying.

"The kitchen screams that you used to brush the bowl." The other looked at her and turned and left.

Shen Mubai, "..."

She was dejected in the direction of the kitchen, and the man was noble and glamorous, and it was even harder to hook up than the whole god.

When I arrived at the kitchen, Shen Mubai looked at the empty pots with some enthusiasm. I thought, is this the male actor playing her?

The business of Drunken House is still as good as ever. If there is no binding time limit for freelance work, Shen Mubai will not have to brush the plate for seven days. He has already gone to the hall together.

As she brushed the plate, she complained to the system. "This man is too difficult to do, and it is not easy to cheat."

The system said, "Look at the host's share, sympathize with you for three seconds."

Shen Mubai was angry on the spot. "Our friendship is only worth three seconds? It will take seven seconds."

System, "..." Hold back, don't laugh.

Shen Mubai wants to feel more wronged, while brushing the plate, while secretly in the heart of the man and the villain.

She just had to stack a bunch of cleaned plates and put them in the cupboard. There was a small one coming in.

Shen Mubai didn't care too much. When people came straight, they were ready to let go.

But she couldn't think of the other party's viciously extending feet, and the whole person would fall.

Suddenly a big hand caught her waist, and the other's strong arms had a faint unique taste, and the other hand firmly held the plate that was about to fall in her hand.

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