Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Hearing the other person’s words, Shen Mubai was relieved that she had thought that she would not be able to move for a few hours.

Chu Baiyin's hand holding a pen is very good-looking, and the white-haired is slender, although it is delicate, it does not give people a feeling of cowardice.

However, because there is no exposure to the sun for a long time, the whole person gives a morbid beauty, and even the lips are light and almost transparent.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but look at his legs. If he stood up, it must be a pair of long legs.

The other person’s straightforward gaze was naturally felt, and his hand holding the brush shook and his breathing was a little short.

The earlobe was stained with a faint blush in an invisible place, and his fingers were slightly tightened. He tried to open his mouth in a calm tone. "Is there any problem with Dr. Shen?"

Realizing that I was looking at each other for a long time, Shen Mubai was embarrassed to take his eyes back, "Sorry."

Chu Baimo smiled. "Is it a pity for Dr. Shen?"

"Well... if you are not angry, I really think so." She replied cautiously.

Chu Bai Mo picked up his lip line and his eyes were mild. "If you can, I want to stand up."

Shen Mubai stunned, and did not understand the meaning of his sentence, the other side lowered his gaze.

Originally thought that it took a few hours to draw a picture. I didn't expect that after an hour, Chu Baimo stopped the brush in his hand.

“Did you draw?” She stood up and walked over.

Just a glance, it is full of surprises.

Shen Mubai has a bit of self-defeating shape. "Little Master, you painted me too well."

This is not a fake, it is just a show with the buyer show sellers.

"I think I haven't painted one-third of you." Chu Baimo smiled and didn't know if it was true or not.

The other party took the picture and handed it over. "Doctor Shen, I hope you don't give up."

"No, no, it's already great." Shen Mubai took over the painting, and the more he saw it, the more amazing he was. She felt that if she was sleeping on the street someday, she could sell the painting to make a living.

The joy in the other's eyes was not a sham. Chu Baimo looked at her greedily. When the eyes looked over, there was no convergence of the traces. He smiled. "You like it."

There is a lot of inspiration in his mind, and I can't wait to draw them all.

On the first day of living in Chu, Shen Mubai received a valuable gift.

She felt that she couldn't accept the good intentions of the other party for no reason. She couldn't help but ask the chef of the Chu family. "What do the young masters of white ink usually like to eat?"

Although cooking is not as good as others.. But it’s a good idea.. Right, I’m not thinking about it.

"The young master should have nothing to eat. If there is, I don't have to use the method to cook every day." The chef sighed, and there was a good cooking experience, but no one appreciated it. Fortunately, now This Shen doctor likes the dishes he made, and finally has a little comfort.

"This way, thank you Master Wang." Shen Mubai was very disappointed to leave.

But she was not willing to give up like this, but to send something, Chu Bai ink is not lacking anything, the only thing she can barely take out is to cook.

Thinking this way, Shen Mubai slammed his head and asked himself, "Master of White Ink, do you have anything you want to eat now?"

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