Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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After the dinner, after Feng Qianqing washed it, he changed another ivory robes with a suet jade at his waist. When he folded the fan, he looked like a handsome young scholar, not the high prince .

"Our family is really good-looking." Luo Dust laughed softly, his mouth slightly raised, with a sweet smile.

"Sure enough to take you to the lantern, the mouth is sweet." He chuckled and took her hand: "Remember that you didn't say that I had the best look."

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what! Those who said that she said good things don’t have to remember so hard, but the things about Rong Mu’s hearing are so clear.

"Oh--" I saw her licking her lips and smirking: "I was still young and ignorant at the time! I didn't like myself at that time, not only childish, but my vision was still poor!"

Feng Qianche listened to the words of Luo Dianchen, and he shook his head in a helpless manner.

"Prince Zhang looks very dissatisfied with me!" Luo dusted a little dagger, pretending to look at him with a look of arrogance.

"Don't dare." His eyes were gentle. When he walked out of the Prince Edward Palace, he whispered a little: "Whatever you want, there will be."

I don't know when she started, what she liked has become the center of his life and has become the goal of his constant efforts.

She wants to see the lantern, even if the father left him for dinner, he still wants to come back.

Maybe I can't say how many times I missed it, but it was always remembered.

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The long street is long, the lanterns are chaotic, and I look back at the lights.

This day, probably in addition to the New Year, the most lively days in Chang'an City.

On the street, almost a person carries a lantern; on the bank of the river, full of lotus floating lights; in the sky, there is a glimpse of a hole.

"Let's write about the lanterns!" Luo took his hand through the streets and walked to the peddler who sold the Kongming Lantern.

Feng Qianqi's low-browed smile, so she was taken around and felt like a special warmth.

It turned out that the feeling of having a person with you was so good.

"Too...ye! Pay the money!" Luo slammed the dust and picked up the brush on the table and looked at him. "We can write one side and can't peek when we write."

"Good." Feng Qianche gently responded, but he thought for a long time that he had never written, but Luo Dingchen had already filled her side of the lantern.

"Write a wish to write for so long!" Luo smashed his head and looked at him: "Don't all hope that life has come true."

I saw him turn over the end of the brush and gently knocked on her head: "No peek."

- Dreams bloom, wait for Qing to come; hold hands, and keep with them.

This is Feng Qianche who wrote a line of words on the Kongming Lantern. Luo sneaked the sneak peek, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile that was difficult to hide.

It is because of this sentence that she chose a completely unbelievable one when she made a choice.

When the kongming lantern slowly rises. Feng Qianche blinked and saw her words.

Confident and cute, but with a slightly arrogant words...

- You will not encounter a second dust in your life, please be kind to her.

When they saw each other's words, they smiled at each other. She turned against the light, and the white cheeks had a shallow blush and looked at him with a sweet smile.

This scene, but just happened to be hit by Rong Muling, who was not far from drinking.

Just listening to the ‘Dangdang’, the jug in his hand was broken.