Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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After Lan Ling was married to Rongfu, the smile on Rong Mu’s face was a bit more.

Sometimes when I pass her by, I can't avoid it. Instead, I will nod to him and occasionally ask a few words.

The former General Assembly was particularly happy because of his one or two sentences, and sometimes even thought that if he would come to say more than one or two sentences to her every day, it would be a satisfying thing for her.

In Rongfu, Rong Muling can give 99% of the love to the blue spirit, as long as she leaves her one percent.

Unfortunately, the truth is... she doesn't even have one percent.

In the second month of Lan Ling’s marriage to Rong Muling, she was pregnant. Rong Mu was overjoyed and set up a banquet to welcome the first child in his life.

At that moment, the original owner sat above the high position, a cup of drinking her favorite peach blossom drunk, cold tears fell uncontrollably, wet her face red makeup.

Looking at Rong Mu's side ear gently speaking to Lan Ling shallow, sometimes touching her lower abdomen, and sometimes using a slender fingertip to gently lick the hair in front of her forehead, full of eyes are pets.

The original Lord was envious, but he could not do anything.

She is an outsider and has never entered the outsiders of Rong Muling's life.

Once upon a time, she had thought about leaving like this. Leave Rongfu, go to a deserted mountain, plant a peach blossom in the mountains, occasionally brew a little wine, drink a cup of peach drunk.

But she is still unwilling to leave Rong Muling's side.

Even if he only looked at him from afar, even if his sweet words, the sweet love does not belong to her. She is also willing to stay by his side, guarding a pot of peaches in the vacant room.

It is a pity that the more you step back in this world, the more people will go further.

Even if you just look far and never close, the person with the heart will not let you go.

In their eyes, you are just a cannon fodder, just a chess piece.

When Lan Ling was pregnant for three months, Rong Fu lost his name in a fire, and a whole piece of pear blossoms became a bubble.

People have been talking about it, this fire may be related to the original owner, because that night they saw the original owner go to the pear garden alone.

Rong Mu is a little angry. After all, it is the blue pear's favorite pear flower. Now he is burned and polished, and his heart is naturally unhappy.

Later, he ordered in the government that no other pots and bouquets could be found in the government until the pear garden had been re-established.

The solitary peach blossom that originally belonged to the original owner was taken away by the next person.

At that time, the mother of the house said to her, since it is decided not to fight for anything, a pot of peach blossoms in the district, even if it is!

She looked at her with tears in her eyes and beat her from her heart.

In the end, the original trembled his hands and handed over the peach blossoms that had been planted for three years.

Just listening to the ‘砰’, the butler broke it off the door.

Some pain can pass through the layers of blood directly to the atria. But she did not know, the real pain has not yet arrived.

When Lan Ling was pregnant in June, when the Rongji listened to the other side of the tolerance, the original caller went to her room.

It was originally the room of Rong Mu, the largest room in the entire government. The air is filled with a touch of sandalwood, and the surroundings are brightly lit.

Lan Ling was sitting on the soft couch, smiling at her, shouting at her sister and asking her to drink tea.

In many places in the room, there are traces of Rongmu’s presence, the ink on the desk, and the clothes hanging on the curtain.

Looking at these scenes, she had a feeling of breathing and stagnation, bowed her head and drank the tea in her hand.