Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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From the direction of the banquet gate to the high sitting, but a few steps, but the dust seems to be as long as a century.

In fact, she is confused.

Above this banquet, there have been too many people who have seen her.

Even if the original owner had not been able to go out for three years, but as the daughter of the university, her appearance must be remembered by many people.

At this moment, she suddenly began to hate her identity.

Such an identity will not bring any benefits to Feng Qianche, but will bring him embarrassment.

After all, when a person recognizes her, this party will become a special embarrassment.

Luo Dust even wants to withdraw his left hand and calm down to think about the current situation.

If it is for the sake of Feng Qian, before they have a new identity, the behavior between them should not be too close.

Otherwise, I am afraid that people are awesome...

Feng Qianqi, who walked in front, seemed to feel that she wanted to pull back her hand. She only saw his eyebrows twitch gently. He had just grasped the palm of her right hand and suddenly released.

Luo slammed the dust and twitched his hand back. Something is lost in my heart, but she feels that this is the only thing that must be done.

Feng Qianke can understand her meaning, if he does not understand, she will not let go of her hand.

As everyone knows, just in the next second -

He suddenly turned around, his left hand grabbed her arm in an instant, took her to her arms, and took her waist. The right hand took her face and looked at her for a second, without hesitation... kissed.

“嘶——————” Everyone present was taking a breath.

This situation can be described as "shocked".

The imperial prince, who had always been cold and indifferent, even kissed a girl directly in front of hundreds of cultural relics.

Such a move is simply unprecedented.

At this moment, for Luo Dust, only one word can be described, that is: 懵.

The whole brain is blank, the hands are tense and the cold sweat is constantly coming, and the breathing is more urgent.

This kind of rush can make Feng Qianche find the gap, the thin cold lips, and the deep kiss.

"You..." Luo Dingchen wanted to say something, but was directly blocked by Feng Qianche’s kiss.

Only for a moment, the sky was covered with fine snow, accompanied by the sky and the peach blossoms, it looked so quiet.

[叮 - Good feeling plus ten, the task completion is 100%. 】

I don't know how long it took before he slowly let go of her. At this time, there was still silence around, and no one dared to say a word.

When she slowly let go of her, she could not help but red eyes.

I don't know if it is moving, or aggrieved, or other emotions. In short, mixed together, let her almost fall into tears.

Why can Feng Qianche be so overbearing and kiss her in front of everyone?

Why Feng Qianqi can be so good, he does not care about his identity from beginning to end.

Suddenly she was somewhat worried. If he knew that she had married someone for three years, he would not take back all the good feelings given to her.

After all, he is so proud, how can he allow his prince to marry someone else as a wife.

Even if she knew it herself, Rong Mu has never touched her, but others are not sure, and they will look at him with some eyes.

Paper, after all, can't hold the fire. On top of this banquet, there are exactly two people who know her identity 100%.

Maybe Rong Mu will not say it, but Lan Ling is shallow...