Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The cold voice of the other party continued to think of it. The line of sight looked straight toward him, and the tone was very cold. "She is not a bargaining chip, understand?"

Immediately, he turned and left without hesitation.

Luo Zifeng thought that this person won and would not hesitate to mock him, completely different from his imagination.

He clenched his fist.

I only feel that I feel embarrassed than losing.

Shen Mubai did not see anyone in class, and looked back.

"I just heard that Song Ning is playing against Lv Zifeng."

"What happened to them?"

Two girls sneaked a glance at the girl. "I guess 80% is related to Bailu. Didn't she be close to Song Ning during this time?"

"Luozifeng and Lancome are also very close. I saw them pulling at the school gate yesterday."

"I think Bailu estimates that 80% is for Qiluozifeng, and Songning will not be used as a spare tire."

"Which can, Song Ning is smart, I don't think it is necessary."

Shen Mubai was inexplicably looked at with the gaze of the scum man, and it was also forced.

While she was depressed, two voices sounded at the door.

Can't help but look back.

Who are not Song Ning and Luo Zifeng?

The teachers on the podium can't know what they are doing, and they stand in the hallway.

Song Ning did not say anything, and did it directly.

Luozi Feng sees the other side so cooperated, naturally not to be outdone, followed by a station, not forgetting the sarcasm, "Run for so long, it is estimated that tired enough, it was forced."

Song Ning squinted his eyes and used the tone of no emotion. "One thousand meters is not yet."

Luozi Feng, "....."

He blushed and blue, and finally he could only swallow this breath with hatred.

Count you, Song Ning.

The first grade of the next grade is not something you can afford.

Shen Mubai, the teacher did not pay attention, turned his head and greeted Song Ning.

The boy slightly turned his face and looked straight toward her.

"You are sweating on your forehead." Shen Mubai pointed out, "It's okay."

Song Ning looked at her and didn't talk.

Sweat slipped down the cheek into the collarbone, and the lips were red and white and clear, and the color was delicious.

Shen Mubai squatted, his lips smiled and compared to a thumb.

She knew that Song Ning must have won.

Although I don’t know what the other party and Luo Zifeng have gambled, they are sincerely happy.

"What are you looking at?" Luo Zifeng noticed that suddenly there was a feeling of not so good.

"Nothing." Song Ning did not move his eyes.

"Hey." Luo Zifeng leaned against the wall and shouted. "Don't you know that Bai Lu, who she likes, is me? Change seats to you, just to mad at me."

Song Ning looked at him, and the darkness of his eyes was unclear.

Luozifeng pulled his lower lip and snarled. "You don't know, if it is because Bailu likes me, will she come to this school to go to school?"

He looked at each other provocatively. "Song Ning, Bai Lu is just using you as a tool to make me jealous. You don't think too much."

"What about that?" Song Ning is not salty and not rude.

Luozi Feng, "....."

He sneered, "Song Ning, you really shameless."

"Bai Lu and I have a marriage contract."

Song Ning has a low voice. "Do you really think so?"

Luo Zifeng, "What do you mean?"

Song Ning looked at him. "Under the end, no one knows the so-called variables."

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