Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Hey, please, can you not mention any magic potions, I am really annoyed."

"That is to say, come back and forth on these words, Jin Shao said everything, and still do not care."

"True heart..."

......

A word of shrill words was introduced into the ear of her gently, her face was slightly white, and the tears did not consciously turn around in her eyes.

I have always faced the people with a high and high attitude, and felt the treatment of this group for the first time.

Suddenly, she felt a bit wronged in her heart. Why can't they understand that without her magic potion, Luo Dian can not enter the eyes of Yu Qianjin.

And if the bottle of medicine is dripping her blood, then the person who Yu Qianjin is desperately in love with is her.

The door is right, the veritable princess.

But now, everything has changed.

Ye Sitian is right, she is useless even if she is not willing. Everything is now impossible to change, but...

What she can't get, I don't think it will get the despicable civilians.

There is no shortage of princesses in Yu Qianjin. Daisy has never seen her, but her position in A is higher than her, and she is one of the four big families.

"You just wait, good days always come to the end."

He gently turned around and left, and did not stay for a moment.

Mu Nanxi is somewhat worried about watching Luo dust, whispered: "Don't care, you have to believe Jin Shao..."

"Do you think I look like it?" Luo slammed his voice: "You will know until next Monday."

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On the weekend happy hour, the first thing that Yu Qianjin came back from abroad was to call her.

There is a feeling that she is worried about her rumors and even ran away.

Since Luo Dian didn't tell him the address of their home, they made an appointment to meet at school.

Gradually into the deep winter, the thick snow fluttered in the sky, Luo Ding dust wearing a pure white down jacket, waiting for him at the school gate.

A limited edition black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of her, and Luo turned to look at Yu Qianjin who slowly got off the bus.

He propped up a black umbrella, a faint glimmer of light in the deep eyebrows, and all the gaze fell on her from the moment she got off the bus.

With a touch of attachment and unclear tenderness.

"Not cold?" He reached over her waist, and the cool, watery sound slowly passed into her eardrum.

I don’t see a day in the fall, how do you think that Yu Qianjin seems to be more concerned about her.

"Not cold." She whispered and asked: "Is things done?"

"Yeah. Go on the bus."

The time when the hot heating was blowing on her face made her feel the temperature of the stiff cheeks gradually.

On the side of Yu Qianjin put an oversized gift box on her hand: "With a gift."

"Wow! There are gifts!" Luo dusted his face and took the gift box with pleasure and carefully opened it.

While dismantling, Yu Qianjin, who is next to her, is still doing an explanation about the gift.

"Because I don't know what you like, I bought a little more..."

When Luo Dust saw the exquisite big name, he silently whispered: Is it only a little?

A variety of limited edition things, Lv's small wallet, Cartier's watch, dior's lipstick, Chanel's perfume...

When these things are all put together, it is especially like the night market to spread the two-dimensional visual sense.

But Luo Dust is very clear, everything inside is worth a lot!