Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Is this based?" Lan Ling knew that at this moment she was standing on the stage like a joke.

Countless eyes staring at her are mocking smiles.

But she can only defend her head.

Because she knows herself... no chance.

If she doesn't say anything, she really has no chance.

In the next second, Luo was dusty and cold, and with a cold chill in his clear eyes, his right hand slammed the strings, and looked at her with great shock: "Otherwise, you will change a butterfly and show me ?"

Only for a moment, the surrounding butterflies seemed to feel her anger, and they dispersed and flew around.

Lan Lingshao seems to be intimidated by her momentum. When she retreats, she can’t say it.

"Come on, grab this person who fell into the prince's scorpion, and close it into Dali Temple." Feng Qianche snorted, gently holding her hand, while looking at the blue spirit shallow.

This woman, why bully her prince.

In fact, Feng Qianche knew her identity when she first saw Luo Ding.

Although she is very embarrassed, he is very sure who she is.

Not because he knew her beforehand, nor because he had seen her.

But because he came to her book. It may not be said that she is a book of rest, but a book for her to be given to her.

The words on the Hugh Book are quite embarrassing.

Some words, even if he does not love a woman, he may not say it.

At that time, he felt that Rong Muling was a man who was quite cruel to women.

He secretly looks down on such a person, and in his world he will not be because of all the interests and interests. He does not love her, he will not marry her.

"No... not like this." Lan Ling shallow '咚' slammed down, tears slammed down, a pair of bright eyes staring at Feng Qianqing: "His Royal Highness, you want to kill me, I have no complaints, But this woman is Luo Dust..."

As she cried, she cried out in a loud voice: "Do you remember? You saved me. When I was ten years old, our family was killed by the enemy. You saved me by hand..."

"I don't remember." Feng Qianche's voice was very cold and cold, with almost no trace of temperature, interrupting her words.

"From that time on, I liked you." Lan Lingshu did not care about Feng Qian's indifference, and said the voice of his heart in front of everyone.

She wants to confess to him and waited for too many years.

In the past, he did not appear to have those Yan Yan, but his indifference always gave her a sigh of relief.

She has always told herself that she still has a chance and a chance...

But today, when he was desperate to kiss everyone in front of everyone, she found out that the icy man did not fall in love with others.

Instead, the man did not wait.

But she is so unwilling. After so many years of hard work, she paid so much, even sacrificed an innocent child, just to be able to walk to him.

Even if she is not his prince, it doesn't matter, as long as she can stay with him, she is satisfied.

But she knew that she had no chance.

The woman, the dirty woman turned out to be the person at his heart.

It was a woman who even dressed up every day, and Rong Mu did not even look at it. That is a woman who can be locked into the firewood house and taken off by a paper.

Such an unspeakable person can be his prince.