Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Remember [www.wuxiaspot.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!

Su Nian’s mother is Su Shiwei, a singer.

Occupation is not very clear, but it is a clear personality.

But I did not expect that the glitz of the world was inadvertently moved to the An Ansheng father An Yang, and was pregnant.

As everyone knows, when Su Weiwei told An Yang about this, he unexpectedly asked her: "How could it be mine?"

In the heart of An Yang, the industry of singing women is not very clean!

Since then, Su Wei has never looked for An Yang. She also left the karaoke room and used her savings for many years to go to a small town in the country.

In October, she gave birth to a son named ‘念’.

Think, think...

The thoughts hidden in her heart represent a kind of thoughts.

This is the story of Su Nian, who told Luo to drop the dust and let her go. He didn't want Liang Bingbing to hurt Luo Ding. He just wanted photos and used these photos to hurt An Zhensheng.

Why? Why are they the same father, but when he was born, he had everything.

And he...had nothing.

"After listening to these stories, would you still want to grab the dust with me?" Su Nian gently shut the wards, and the knives in his hands were fun.

An Zhensheng blinked and there was no doubt about Su Nian’s story.

But Luo Dust... he can't make it.

"Your experience has nothing to do with me. The person who likes it is me, not you." For a long time, he looked up at Su Nian, and the sound of cool water was slowly coming.

"Ha ha ha ha ---" Su Nian Yang Tian smiled a long time, looked at the sad and angry look at Su Nian said: "A person who killed his brother by hand, you do not deserve to have Luo Dust."

"What do you want to say?"

"Do you think that ordinary punks really dare to kill people?" Su Nian smiled coldly, and there was hardly a trace of temperature in his throat.

"You killed my brother!?"

At this moment, An Zhensheng stood up almost insanely, pulling his collar and pressing her onto the wall.

Su Nian gently lifted his head and smiled with a smile on his face: "How is it? Why are you?"

The next second, he lifted the knife and continued in a provocative tone: "I will give you a knife, can you kill me?"

"Su Nian, do you really think that I saw it in your school?" His dark-eyed eyes were covered with dim light, and there was almost no temperature in the cold tone.

"Of course I know that you don't know people like that." An Zhensheng shrugged and continued: "But you have to know that if you kill me, you can't be with the dust."

Only for a moment, An Zhensheng’s heart screamed. He was not afraid of life and death, he hesitated at this moment.

He had agreed with the girl she loved, and they said that they should always be together.

No matter how much hatred in his heart, he can't kill. He is not afraid of death, but afraid of what the girl should do after he died.

If she guards him, he will be upset; but if she follows someone else, she is not so reconciled.

"An Zhensheng, you hesitated!" Su Nian's mouth is getting bigger and bigger, with a strange laughter saying: "Since you don't kill me, I can only kill you."

"Oh--" The sharp dagger broke into his body without warning.

I saw Su Nian biting his teeth and said in his ear: "I don't mind dying with you, because I can't get what we love, you don't want to get it."

Love is good, love is worth it.

He did not read Su, and An Zhensheng did not want to have it.