Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

But he didn't immediately prepare the lunch for him at Shen Mubai, but to do today's lunch.

Shen Mubai, "Hey?" Shovel, what about me?

When the familiar scent spread in the living room, her eyes were rounded up, sniffed with her nose, and then ran to the side with joy.

Turned a few laps on the male's leg, Shen Mubai sat on the ground, then raised his head, "Hey~"

Any cat is not resistant to fish. Shen Mubai is not resistant to food, not to mention her being assimilated by this body.

Shen Mubai coveted the pot being cooked, and the saliva almost didn't fall.

Jiang Yiran did not express his position at all, but quietly did the actions in his hands.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but turn around and turn around, brushing the sense of presence, licking his calf from time to time, and making a soft and soft spout from his throat.

Jiang Yiran was cutting the hand of the **** piece, and then looked down at the cat who was looking at the big eyes and looked back again. He did not pay attention to it.

Shen Mubai left his head in frustration.

In her heart, she was so disappointed that she sat on the tatami and rolled around. My heart was a little sulking, "Jiang Yiran, big bastard!"

The shovel officer who does not give the cat fish is unqualified!

The scent of the fish is getting thicker and thicker, and Shen Mubai can only look at the other side of the fish and then give himself a bowl of rice.

She couldn't help but use her **** to face the direction of Jiang Yiran, head on the edge of the tatami, and then stared at the grass outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Eating." A cool, cold sound sounded, with the unique sound quality of the other party, very nice.

Shen Mubai turned back and confronted the pair of deep scorpions. It was still the kind of cold and faint look. After Jiang said the words, he turned and walked away.

She looked up and saw the other end of the table with some white flowers in the plate.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but round out the scorpion, and the furry ears shook involuntarily. I remembered the words that the other party said today and suddenly understood something. I quickly jumped out of the tatami and ran towards the table.

Jiang Yiran put a better chair for her. Whether it is height or comfort, it is just right. Shen Mubai sits on it and can eat the white rice on the plate with no effort.

Huh? White rice?

Wait, Shen Mubai looked down, yes, she only had white rice in front of her.

Looking at the other side of the table with a round scorpion, she spoke up with a question, "Hey?" My dish?

Jiang Yiran squinted with his eyes, and his hands were gracefully chopped with chopsticks, and then the fishbone inside was carefully picked.

Shen Mubai’s tears almost didn’t fall off, and he was guilty and boring, and he ate white rice.

I don't know how long it took, there was a plate in front of me, and there was a piece of fish in the plate. She quickly looked up and saw Jiang Yiran standing next to her, the other side stared at her, only stared for a few seconds, then returned to the original position, the action is not too slow to eat their own lunch.

Shen Mubai looked down at the white flesh that had no fishbone, and suddenly he was moved to tears.

This fish did not put any spices, but unexpectedly delicious and delicious, Shen Mubai thought in his heart, the next time you want to put some peppers.

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