Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"You guys are like this, hehe-"

Just as Luo was ready to lie down and sleep for a nap, the noisy voice at the entrance of the inn attracted her attention.

"The voice of Xiaoyue..." She whispered, draped her coat and walked to the door.

The winter is cold and the snow is flying. This kind of weather can't help but make people feel inexplicably sad.

Xiaoyue stood at the door, holding a pot of cactus in his hand, and his eyes were red.

Standing in front of her is a well-dressed man with a face like a crown jade.

A lot of people eating melons gathered around, all attracted by the cry of Xiaoyue.

Luo Dian dust will fall on the hand of the boy in the hands of the plum, plum is really a arrogant flower species, even in such a cold winter can be so brilliant.

In addition to Xiaoyue and Juvenile, there is also an old man who picks up the flowers and buys flowers.

Due to the cold climate, the flowers and plants he sells are only camellia and cactus except for the plum.

The old man is a merchant. In order to eat in this cold winter weather, he naturally exaggerated his own flowers.

This is also the process that Luo Dingchen heard from the people eating melon next door.

"As long as it is the flower of my Liang Laobo, it can not only be opened in the snowy days, but also attract the butterfly to stop."

Xiaoyue pointed to the cactus road: "Does it also attract butterflies?"

"Of course! Cactus is the best flower!"

At this time, the champion Ye Hao, who just returned to the inn, couldn’t help but stop and picked up a pot of wax plum. Some proudly said: "If the weather can attract butterflies, it is definitely not the cactus in your hand. The chances are much higher.

Hearing, Xiaoyue cried afterwards.

The melons who were standing next to her gave her a popular look. This little moon and Ye Hao were childhood friends.

Xiaoyue’s parents died when she was a child. The showcase saw her praying on the street and gave her a place to live.

Playing big leafhoppers from a young age is like playing in the small moon. Ye Hao is smart, no matter what is a thing. Xiaoyue has been studying things for a long time, and Ye Hao can give her answers in minutes.

Over time, Xiaoyue began to hate people like Ye Hao. No matter what is the first, it is high.

Even with the imperial examination, he can be the champion and the first.

The most important thing is that this champion has liked to sing against her since childhood. She said one, he said two. Even if there is no right or wrong solution, Ye Hao can say that he is absolutely correct.

Recently, Xiaoyue is in a bad mood. The treasurer always lets her watch the women who come and go. If there is any good, she will introduce Ye Hao.

There was a very strange feeling in the heart of Xiaoyue suddenly, just like the chest was blocked by a big stone.

At this time, Ye Hao still wants to provoke her!

Ming knows that her favorite flower in her life is cactus, but he has to sing against her.

Why do you like cactus, probably because the cactus is like her! It doesn't look so good, but it's strong at all times.

"Small moon, don't cry. You should read more. You have seen when the cactus can attract butterflies." Ye Hao shrugged and said with a chuckle: "Otherwise, you can give others a joke."

Listening to Ye Hao’s arrogant tone, how can it be so unsatisfactory.

"Good arrogant tone!" Luo dusted and lifted, and the white clothes swelled, and the eyes flashed a touch of indifference.