Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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At the same time, Rong Muling also slowly picked up the glass and drank it.

He didn't know what he was doing, but he was a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Oh, maybe Lobo is just not coming." Rong Mu listened to his thin lips and slowly turned his eyes back: "After all, the dust has not been found."

"No, no, no." As everyone knows, Rong Sen shook his head with certainty: "How can Lorraine be and how can I not understand it? The daughter is important to him, but the Luo family has dozens of them. It is also very important to say that if he is invited by His Royal Highness, he will definitely come."

After all, the things of the nine princes are more or less involved in him.

Today, there is such a perfect excuse to invest in another camp. Whether it is for Rongjia or Luojia, it is an excellent opportunity.

"Maybe..." Rong Mu’s faint voice should be heard, no more words.

"The next second let us enjoy a beautiful dance performance - "Butterfly Dance"

The melodious guzheng sounded slowly, and the blue spirit shone in a blue dance dress, and the pace was light.

Several women standing beside her are all set off to accompany her dance. She is like a blue butterfly dancing. Every time I look back, every smile is like that.

I saw her lips covered with white gauze, the evening wind blowing, the veil slowly landed.

At the same time, Luo Dust appeared outside the banquet gate, saw this scene, and recognized the blue spirit shallow.

In fact, she probably only counted the second time.

Because the first time I recognized the blue spirit is not someone else, it is Rong Muling.

Sitting at the banquet seat, Rong Mu was stunned and looked at the woman standing in the center of the stage with incredulity.

Her movements are charming and enchanting, and all the smiles are on the stage. Looking at it, he actually laughed at himself.

From small to large, I have known Lan Ling for so many years, only know that she will dance, but she does not know that her dance is so good.

It turned out that the blue spirit is not so cool, so it has never been warm to him, but he is not the person she is right.

And if it is her right person, she can also do her best and do all the hard work for him.

I don't know why, when Rong Mu listened to Lan Lingshao dancing like this, the mouth sneered and laughed, but it was relieved.

From beginning to end, this is a dead end.

Luo loves him, he loves the blue spirit, and the person who loves the blue spirit is the prince and the phoenix.

Then think about it, the most pitiful is Luo dust. Rongfu waited hard and watched for three years. What he got was that he was cruel and kept reading.

Thinking of this, Rong Mu’s heart stunned, and it hurt a little...

For the blue spirit shallow, her eyes are only one of Feng Qian Che! From beginning to end, there is only one of him.

In those days, if she did not have Feng Qian, she would have died. The moment that this heart met him, he gave it to him completely, and he could no longer give it to others.

At this moment, Lan Lingxiao feels that he is a blue butterfly, constantly dancing and exerting his own beauty.

Sitting on both sides of the banquet, all the men were fascinated and almost jumped and danced with her.

It can be said that there is no change in the expression of the phoenix from the beginning to the end. His gaze seems to have skipped her direction, and she is wearing a ivory white dress at the entrance of the banquet.

She is really good looking, never tired of looking good.

This kind of good-looking, even if he looked at 10,000 years, he felt that he did not see enough.