Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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She took a deep breath and tried to suppress the pain from the original Lord.

In fact, if it wasn't for this moment, she would probably never know that the original owner was so fond of Rong Mu.

Such love, I am afraid that few people can do this time.

"Look at what? So fascinated?" Feng Qianche has stood in front of her at this time, seeing her eyes look a little confused, my heart sinks a little.

In fact, he knows why she is confused. Although he is very reluctant to admit, he never retreats.

The person he loves, he wants to declare her identity to the world in desperation.

"Look at some people's dances!" Luo Dinghui took back his emotions and looked at him seriously: "I don't know if I think it looks good?"

She smiled lightly, and let his haze in his heart be swept away. For him, he only had to look at her eyebrows and feel inexplicable peace of mind.

“Not paying attention.” Feng Qian’s faint shook his head and said: “I’m watching you, I’m seeing you focus on it...”

Luo slammed a bit, and felt inexplicably confused.

As everyone knows, he smiled and said only one word in the next second: "I."

The sound fell, and he slowly took her hand and walked up to the high seat.

Along the way, countless eyes fell on her body, surprised, confused, envious, and embarrassed...

The two most dazzling eyes are from Rong Muling and Lan Ling, all of which are completely unbelievable.

"Hearing, that... isn't that dusty?" Rong Sen opened his mouth, and a pair of sly eyes stared at the dust of the expensive clothes, and the eyes almost fell out.

At this moment, Rong Muling felt that his hands could not stop shaking, the sun set, the evening wind blew, the peach blossoms in the courtyard were full of air, and the air was filled with a strong peach blossom.

Is she? Is it really her?

However, how is it possible?

She has not seen her in just a few days, she has become a person around the Prince...

no, I can not! Her eyes are not right. Although it is still a pair of clear water-like scorpions, when it sweeps through his face, it is so faint, without any emotional waves.

It seems that they simply...have never met.

"Maybe... maybe just a long resemblance." He could feel that when he said this, even the voice trembled unconsciously.

Because, his heart has become more and more biased, the woman in front of her eyes is Luo Ding.

Really, it’s really like...

In addition to the indifference of the eyes of the two cults, and the three-year stay in the door of the government, the two doors are not the same, the general dust is not the same.

Compared with Rong Muling, the response of Lan Ling is much larger.

At first, she couldn't fully see Luo's dust, only knowing that a woman wearing pure white clothes stood not far away, and Feng Qianche walked in her direction.

But as she gets closer and closer, she feels that her heart is going to come out.

"Loo...Luo..." The voice did not fall, and she immediately shook her head: "No, absolutely impossible!"

Didn't the dust fall into the lake and die? How could it appear here?

Why did the Prince's Highness look so gentle in her eyes as if she had seen a treasure in the world?

She has never seen Feng Qianche have such eyes, she does not believe, do not believe, do not believe!

Don't believe in death...

But the things in this world are not that she does not believe it does not exist. For Feng Qianche, Luo Dingchen is his whole.

This banquet is on the surface of his birthday, in fact, he has planned for a long time - announced!