Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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I don't know why, listening to Murong Nan's words without a margin, her mood seems to have improved a lot.

The book says that it is true, and with the cheerful people, both mind and body will become happy.

"Mu Rongguo is far from here?" Luo dusted a little side and looked at him and asked.

Although Luo Dingchen feels that this Murongnan speech is too direct, after all, the comer is a guest, and the symbolic question is a must-have.

" Far away!" Murong Nan squinted his fingers and said: "It takes about half a month for day and night."

I also asked Luo to talk, and he continued: "But it is worthwhile to see the dust! Only your country is really cold..."

For those who are born in hot areas, it is really difficult for him to come to this place where the winter is always snowing.

"Since this is not suitable, it is better to sit back in the low light temple!" In fact, she can feel that Murong Nan has been awkward, but she has never said it.

"Alright!" He chuckled: "I have never seen the shimmering temple of dusty **** for a long time!"

When she went there, she was always very deserted because she was still asleep.

Now that she is awake, it must be different.

The next second, just as they were ready to turn around and return, the voice of Feng Linger came from behind.

This world is sometimes very big, some people will not meet in life; but the world is sometimes very small, turning around can meet people who have just been separated.

For example: Feng Linger and ink night.

"His Royal Highness also comes to the Royal Garden to enjoy the flowers!" Feng Linger smiled and said: "I also brought a man."

When she said this, she also looked at the eyes of the ink night. He still stood by her side, although his eyes fell on the dusty body, but he could not see the clue from the dark eyes.

"This is the prince of Murong Guo, and his status is honorable." Luo Dust lifted his head and said in his words: "It is different from those ‘men’.

Since the other party is provocative, then don't respond to how it feels like her style.

This Murong country is strong and strong, so as the honor of His Royal Highness, Murong Nan’s status is noble.

She specifically used the word 'men' to make irony, that is, Feng Linger listened.

In fact, the translation into vernacular is roughly: the men around you are too low to be compared with the princes of the Prince.

"The Royal Highness Princess said very much--" Feng Linger’s right hand gently held the hand of the ink night, and smiled and said: "How can we compare with people of our identity?"

"I don't know how to compare, why should I say more." Luo slammed the cold voice: "If it is not a mother, what kind of identity will you be in Chang'an City, you should have a number in your heart!"

"Luo Dust --"

I have to say that her sentence really annoyed Feng Linger.

People who are singers and dancers can only be born in the brothel. Luo Dingdu said it was very heavy, and there was no point in it.

I saw Feng Linger biting his teeth: "I really don't understand the rules. If you are born in the folk, you can't live for so long."

"Unfortunately! I was born in the emperor's house!"

"How about being born in the emperor's house, how many people like you in this world, but more people who like me." Feng Linger's flattering lips smiled and said: "How many crazy things those people have done for me, But I don't even remember them."

The ink night frowned, and at this moment, he slowly said: "I don't know if the Phoenix girl can remember the Changan dinner at the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival?"