Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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In fact, she can't understand the ink night, but the more she doesn't understand, the more she wants to understand.

The story of a thousand years has made people feel bleak enough. She doesn't want to wait for such a long time, and she has not had a satisfactory result.

Therefore, she worked hard again and again to spy on his heart.

After two hours, the ink night took two altar wines, and a few delicious side dishes came to the shimmering temple.

Luo Ding changed for an ice blue gold silk white silk flower silk skirt, sitting next to the wrong gold beast incense burner waiting for him.

When the night came, the snow had stopped.

Not only does he brew the scent of the wine, but even the fried side dish is full of aroma, and the taste of the roast chicken can be asked after a long distance.

For a moment, the stomach yelled at the 咕噜咕噜.

"It seems that the ink son wants to use food to make me deflated!" Luo dusted up and took the basket and said: "Really roast chicken!"

"I have been hot, drink less." The sound of the ink night is very good, with a touch of warmth in the low.

In fact, she feels that the tone of the night when she talks to her is completely different from that of Feng Linger. Although he seems to like Feng Linger very much, she always feels that when he gets along with her for such a long time. , more gentle.

"Cough..." She took the jug and passed the hot temperature in her hand. She licked her lips and said, "You haven't told me about the flowers!"

When she asked this question, she felt that her head must have been smashed by the iron pot.

It is better to ask the next plan of the ink night, after all, Feng Linger has been banned.

Even if all her conjectures are wrong, he is really deeply rooted in Feng Ling's love, and now it is time to judge the situation. Feng Linger is in this situation, he is still a winemaker to go to the moon palace. Run?

Of course, she did not ask the question she most wanted to know, but asked another one!

The next second, the ink night sinking, while helping her licking the chicken legs, while watching her: "Do you care so much?"

When I first saw Murong Nan, his heart was not a taste. The same person with status status, standing like her decisively, protects her like a knight.

He has always been conceited, and at this moment his mind has flashed two words: the match.

He felt that they stood together and were inexplicably matched.

Unlike him, he did so many unspeakable things.

"I don't care..." Luo sipped a sip of wine and took his chicken legs and said, "I will gossip!"

"Gossip?"

"Amount, not the gossip of the five elements of the Eight Diagrams, is to watch a lively!" Luo thought for a long time, only to think of the word hilarious.

"I don't really know who Huasu is." Mo night gently shook his head: "The things that Tianshen is able to calculate are very limited but also very broad. According to the eight characters, Huashang should be because of Murong Nan. And dead."

"She is dead?" Luo slammed a bit, remembering the reaction of Murong Nan and the words of the ink night in the Imperial Garden today, probably understand some.

"Yeah." Innocent night nodded. "It should be a 14-year-old girl, and looks like you."

"Is it so powerful? Can you see it!" Luo dusted his face and excitedly grabbed his sleeves and said: "Can you count it a thousand years ago?"

[叮 - Good feeling plus ten, task completion is 40%. 】

Suddenly liked this feeling, she grabbed his sleeve like a child, such a beautiful scene...