Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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At this moment, Luo dusted his back. The heart was completely slow to go half a beat, and the ink dyed standing beside her was a look of ignorance and stunned look at Wen Yanchen.

After all, this moment, Wen Yanchen is really handsome and will shine!

"I... compare... like to eat."

The great **** is the great god, one second into the play. Not only the sound, but even the eyes seem to speak.

"The next time I bring you, it is too safe to be too far." His voice is very low, and the flow of water is not like acting, it seems to be the direct concern of the little couple.

I don't know why, but she is nervous.

The feeling of being protected spread in my heart, only to see her sweet and smiled: "Okay!"

Not far from a Lamborghini, Wen Yanchen took her hand and stopped in front of the car.

Standing in the back and preparing to enter the car, He Yuyan stopped the action. He squinted at the front of Wen Yanchen and whispered to himself: "I don't believe that this Rambo is yours!" ”

"啪啪啪啪-"

When the voice fell, he felt the sound of the face.

Wen Yanchen took out the key and pressed it lightly. Rambo’s headlights flashed.

At this point, he saw through the front mirror of the car what the scene of the stop action was clear.

Officially because of this, when he took the key, he also specifically slowed down the action.

I want to let my heart and soul have a certain period of time, and then I will break his expectations.

For his own behavior, he suddenly felt a bit inexplicable.

He Yuyan bit his teeth and slammed the door in anger. The waiter in Fangcai restaurant hurriedly rushed over and handed him the wallet in his hand: "Sir, this should be the wallet you just dropped!"

The waiter's tone is very good, but when he met the wallet, how did he feel this atmosphere?

"MD, roll--" After he took the wallet, he snorted.

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On the way back, there was no way.

After all, there is an eight hundred watt light bulb in the car. Even if Wen Yanchen wants to say something, he seems to be a little weak.

Putting a light music, she closed her eyes and was a little sleepy.

Until the time of getting off, Wen Yanchen wakes her up, because the ink on the back seat is more dead than she slept...

"Well... that..." She groaned her hair through her ear and licked her lips: "It’s really noon today..."

"If you want to thank you, you don't have to say it." He raised a very slight curvature in his mouth and glanced at the rearview mirror.

After confirming that a hundred-watts of your light bulb is still meeting with Zhou Gong, he only looked at her: "After all, I enjoy it."

Throughout the afternoon, Luo’s ears creaked in his ears.

The word that the teacher said could not be remembered, and the whole head kept blinking the four words that Wen Yanchen said!

I always feel that I am being unknowingly stunned...

And while she was a little troubled, the shards of ink dyed in her ears never stopped!

"Small, when are you with the warm school grass!"

"Small dump, you are developing too fast!"

"Small dump, how did you get the warm school grass that has been rumored for thousands of years!"

"what--"

The ink dyed suddenly screamed and really shocked her.

"Small, you, you... you shouldn't..." she said as she pointed her finger at her belly: "Let's have it!"

"There is a big ghost!" Luo Dingchen put the high-pitched voice in his hand directly on her head: "I don't even know if my boyfriend doesn't know?!"