Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"The Royal God! Royal God! Royal God!" A wave of waves followed by a wave of shouting, filled her eardrum.

Luo Dust pushed her **** sunglasses and sighed with a sigh: "It seems that this palace is really a bit difficult!"

[Does the host need the system to ask you how good the male owner is with the original owner? 】

......

Are you coming to make me angry?

[No! 】

So what do you think I need?

【need! 】

Luo smashed his eyes and thought: Is there a plot she didn't get?

it is good! You say good feelings!

[叮 - The male owner’s favor to the original owner is zero percent. 】

......

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Although this sound is 'rolling', Luo Dingchen is shouting out in his heart. However, she is really angry.

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Avoid the crowd, Luo Dust directly to the VIP channel.

Since she is also a popular movie star, she has a dedicated VIP channel at every airport.

Luo Ding left hand holding a large pull bar box, the right hand is inserted in the pocket, inside is a photo of Gong Yubai.

After all, she has never seen this real person. Although this palace royal white looks really good, but if she admits it wrong, it is not embarrassing.

The VIP channel handling process is very fast, and Luo Dingbu buys first class.

There are not many seats and the price is beautiful. Although she did not know what class the palace royal white bought, but with her sixth sense, this character man will definitely buy first class.

As it turns out, her thoughts are correct.

There are not many people in the first class. Except for two old couples, there is only one couple and a little girl in their early twenties.

Luo dusted sitting in the window, even if she was on the plane, she still did not take off her sunglasses that covered her half face.

Gong Yubai's position is next to him, although there is a passage, but Luo Dian can still see his face through the afterglow.

It was really a touching face, like a sculpted outline of a five-minded, a pair of chills shining with shimmering light.

He was sitting so casually, and simply placed an Apple notebook computer in front of him, which made people feel that identity is extraordinary.

Luo Dian took out a notebook and a pen from the carry-on bag. After the plane took off, she kept scribbling on the book.

Most of the words written are Gong Yubai, Gong Yubai, Gong Yubai...

When a person writes freely and purposelessly, he always writes the most thoughts in his mind.

Luo Dingchen now thinks the most about how to create an encounter scene...

The next second, the head ‘叮’. The pen in his hand slipped and fell to the foot of Gong Yubai.

Of course, this is definitely not 'just right', but it is deliberate!

"That, sorry, can you help me to pick up my pen?" Luo asked the courtesy of the dust, and the pair of sunglasses with the eyes of the palace slammed into the scorpion.

He nodded faintly, slowly picked up the pen and handed her a message: "Give."

It was a slightly suic, magnetic sound, and it had a cold feeling in the concise.

"Thank you." Luo dusted over the pen, inadvertently touched his cool fingertips, inexplicably nervous.

Just as she was preparing the pen, the girl in her early 20s came forward and looked at Gong Yubaidao with a smile: "God, can you sign me a name?"

She picked up the pen that was so dusty, and even did not say anything about it. She raised her arm and said, "Let me sign it on my arm!"