Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"The winner is the king!" At this moment, Luo Dingchen does not feel cheeky, but instead I feel that since you gave the ‘cheer, I accept it.

The most beautiful scene in this world is not: you are making trouble, he is laughing, warming his life.

"Winning is not martial." He dropped the blacks, carefully collected the pieces, and licked the tea ceremony: "It is not early, I will go back."

"Yeah." Luo dusted and lifted his head, and his mouth raised a faint smile: "See you tomorrow."

His back was stiff and the dark night was shining with an unpredictable light. The phrase "See you tomorrow" actually swayed his heartstrings.

I don't know if Biluochun is too warm, or for the first time I feel that there is no such thing as hate between her and Fengsi.

This night, she was extremely stable in front of her sleep. Only in the early morning, she had a dream.

The scene in the dream is very vague, and it is a dense forest. She seems to be chasing something, just as she thought she was dead, a teenager wearing a white robes pushed her up...

"Ah--" Luo Dust suddenly woke up, and the sweat on his forehead fell down by drop.

She took a sigh of relief and touched the back, a cold.

"Anniling--" Xiao Cui seems to have heard her shouting and rushed into the road: "What happened to the goddess? How did it flow so much sweat, slaves will give you a doctor."

"Not necessary..." She lifted her right hand and licked her temple: "I have a dream."

To be precise, it should be a nightmare, but it feels like this dream, a bit like the memories lost in the past.

"But the goddess' face is very bad..." Xiao Cui hit a pot of hot water and hurriedly wiped her face: "The slaves go to the maiden to make a cup of tea!"

"No." Luo dusted the towel and wiped his face: "Help me prepare a low-key clothes, I will return to Luofu."

I have to say that Xiaocui’s eyes are not bad. She has found a piece of blue-and-white silk-satin flower for her, and a pair of jasper ribbed double-breasted scorpion, which is extraordinarily elegant.

Since Luo’s own family has a certain power in the court, it is not difficult for Luo Dingchen to want to go out of the palace after he is a country.

You can be unaware of the up and down management. After all, the status of her in the palace after a country is very clear.

A hand-child child, the prince, not only did not suffer a little bit of punishment, but still as usual, before eating and eating, she can fully understand her position in the emperor's mind.

In fact, she went back to Luofu, but it was for one thing.

She wants to know if she has forgotten something.

"Peace, you... how come you come back." Luomu saw her very surprised and a little scared.

After all, last night their old man said to her, asking for the current sacred to let Feng Xing return to Chang'an, he will arrive today.

At this moment, Luo Dingchen appeared in Luofu.

It won't... It won't run away with Feng Xing!

"What kind of expression do you want?" Luo Dust gently held her hand and patted it: "Don't worry, I am just asking you some questions."

"Question?" Luo is still somewhat worried, after all, this time is too coincidental.

"Xiao Cui, you close the door, don't let anyone come in and know?"

"Yes! Goddess."

“咔嚓——” When the door was closed, Luo’s brows looked at Luo’s mother: “Mother, I have had a serious illness in the past few years, do you remember?”