Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

The scenery frowned unpleasantly, she spit out his fingers, and said dissatisfied: "I am so old, I will control myself, so I don't need your teaching."

"Don't be aggressive, I don't want to see you breaking your stomach."

"Huh!" She burped again, frustrating her eldest lady's momentum a little, and she decided to skip this topic.

Because he was wearing a bathrobe, she could see his white and strong chest, as well as his neck that was usually wrapped in a scarf. She only noticed at this time that there was a black line on the side of his neck that fell into his right. On the shoulder, she curiously pulled his bathrobe a little away, only to find that the black line on his shoulder reached his left chest irregularly, and then spread all the way down... it seems to have spread to attract people. The place of reverie.

Her hand was unconsciously placed on the black line on his chest, and there was no protrusion or depression. In other words, this is not a tattoo?

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Interested?"

"What is this line?"

"Birthmark." He gave this answer, pressing her hand on his chest, "I have this since I was born."

No wonder, he would wear a scarf on such a hot day because he wanted to cover the black birthmark that spread from his neck.

She sighed, "Your birthmark is really spectacular!"

His expression was stagnant. He thought she would not believe it or asked you why you have such a strange birthmark, but she came to a compliment.

She lifted the sleeve of her right hand again, pointed to a black mole on her forearm and said: "My birthmark is only this... it is much weaker than you."

He corrected, "This is not a birthmark."

It's just a mole at best.

She was stubborn, "I said that a birthmark is a birthmark. Don't look at it as a mole, but if someone else’s moles look different from mine, then it’s my birthmark."

Hmm... This irrational argument is really just what he meant.

Knowingly touched the top of her head, "The little girl said what it is."

"Very well, I'm going to bed now." She turned around and rolled out of his arms, and rolled directly onto the bed, "Go out and remember to turn off the light. Thank you."

He said bitterly: "After using it, don't you need me anymore?"

"The Osiris school needs you, the Osiris infirmary needs you, and the students of Osiris need you even more. How can I occupy you just because of my selfishness." She just kneeled on the bed and said: "Mr. Principal , You have to rest early, tomorrow is another working day."

He leaned forward, kneeling on the bed with one foot, grabbing her wrist, pulling her in, rubbing her soft cheek with a stubborn face, before she was about to get angry, he was already smiling backwards "Little girl, call me whenever you want to eat supper."

When the words were over, he also turned around and left the room, actually turning off the light and closing the door.

Scenery covered his head in the quilt and blushed and shouted, "Mr. System, are you there?"

Her tone is relaxed and cheerful, and there is a faint excitement, and she knows that it is the girl who is pregnant.

The system master doesn't need her to say the next sentence, he will know why she is looking for herself, "Do whatever you want."

As long as you don't destroy the world.

The noble and glamorous System Lord turned out to be too lazy to even call the word "host" this time.