Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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There are no outsiders in the world who can count her, and only those she trusts may hurt her.

Then blink of an eye, the introduction of a high-end hotel suite. The air was filled with a touch of rose, she was tied to a large bed covered with roses.

I only feel that my head is a little heavy, my breathing is heavy, and my body is a little hot.

She is not strange to the feeling of this medicine. She used to have a similar feeling when she was on a cruise.

"Damn--" Luo Ding bite his teeth, and his mind flashed through Su Nian.

There are only two possibilities: First, Su Nian is a group with Liang Bingbing from beginning to end. This situation is solved because they can't trap her.

Second, Su Nian’s own personality has great problems.

"Hey--" the door was opened directly, Su Nian took a bottle of red wine, and the corner of his mouth was smiling with evil spirits, and slowly came in.

"Dust, you look so good."

The wine stains of the red wine still remain on his lips, and his deep scorpion is staring at her with a deep water.

"Speak your purpose." She bit her lip and tried to keep her breathing as smooth as possible.

"Purtion?" Su Nian picked up his eyebrows, and the face with a smile suddenly became gloomy.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Luo’s words and said: "I want him to die."

“Why?” she frowned and said, “You don’t tell me because you are all school grass.”

"School grass, do you think I care?" He walked forward step by step, slowing down the red wine in his hand and saying: "All he has is built on my pain."

As soon as the voice fell, Su Nian threw a stack of photos from her pocket. When she was in a coma, he held the photo she took.

I saw the smile on his lips more intense, and looked at her: "I know that An Zhensheng has a split personality. If he knows that you are with me, I don't know what it will be like?"

"Su Nian-"

"I don't surname Su, Su is just my mother's last name."

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At the same time, An Zhensheng in the hospital received an envelope.

He frowned, and at the moment he opened the envelope, his body was stiff.

At that moment, he didn't even dare to breathe. There is a feeling of suffocation in the heart, and the fingertips are constantly shaking.

"My brother--" Xia Qingrou rushed into the ward and looked at him with a flustered look: "What happened, what happened."

"Why, why?" He lifted his eyes slightly, his bloodshot eyes with a thin mist, and said: "Why don't she want me, how can she not want me..."

"You calm down." Xia Qing was flustered and wanted to close the photo, but An Zhensheng took her step faster and picked up the photo and pressed her chest tightly.

There was almost no blood on his cheek, his brows were raised, his hands were tightly clutching his heart.

Why is it so painful that it almost makes him feel completely unable to breathe.

I loved a person, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts...

Xia Qingrou gently patted his back while pressing the nurse bell.

But he seems to have completely disappeared, and the first appearance of An Liangsheng in his head, the picture turned, but her smiling face.

"嘀嘀嘀 ——————" A long instrumental sound, accompanied by Xia Qingrou tearing heart.

Without her, he wouldn't even want to live if he lived. But how can she bear to not want him, don't love her like her.

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