Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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(Thank you very much, your business is on me. - Liang Yu)

This is a rare friend he met here for three months, and he has a common hobby and loves women.

There is a 18-line small star who has seen it early, but has never had a chance to contact.

Liang Yu promised him, and he must match him so that he can sleep peacefully to the star.

On the banquet hall, Luo Dingchen sat with a group of lucky fans who were drawn.

They seemed to be very excited, eating a small snack while talking about the broken thoughts.

Luo Dust occasionally catches a sentence or two, but most of his attention is concentrated on Song Tan.

She had not been away from the hall for a long time, but her face was obviously calmer after she came back.

There is only one possibility in this way: she has found a person to discuss and has a way to deal with her.

"Hey, you know? I really like Super Liang, I think he is exactly the same as my dream Prince!"

"I am also my own! I heard that he is very special and never falls in love. Those scandals are fake!"

"Yes right! And humble, good for the actors in the crew."

......

Listen Chigua female fans of a word spoken, Luo expressed considerable dust dumping unintentional.

Dare to love all the beautiful words in the world, are used in Liang Yu's body?

However, this can not blame the fans, after all, the image of the star in front of the big screen is glamorous, and everyone only sees the good side and there is no problem.

However, Liang Yu really has no good side.

All he thinks of the good side is pretending to be himself, and those who are not the most true Liang Yu.

Luo dusted his hand and touched his ear. He just wanted to get up and go out, but he was called by Song Tan.

"Dust--" saw Song Tan with a smile on his face, and his face looked at her without panic: "There is a document about Liang Yu, I have to go to the front desk." layout, you help me put it to Liang Yu's room? "

Los dumping dust quickly took the file, without the slightest hesitation, chuckled and said: "Well no problem, his room number is ......"

"30 layers 9610."

This moment, Luo Song Tan pour dust can feel the look of a feeling of a sigh.

She naturally could not guess what she wanted to do, but she is certain is that, Tan Song must have been shot and did not intend to leave her alone.

She was not sure whether Song Tan and Liang Yu had met before, but now she is very sure.

They must have met each other and know that each other has a memory in the country.

Maybe they thought that fate brought them to heaven, but in fact...

Whether it is heaven or hell, it is not known.

“叮—” The elevator reached the 30th floor, and the surroundings were very quiet, as if a needle fell on the floor.

There was a faint scent in the air, and she felt a little uneasy in her heart, and seemed to have some expectations.

9607...9608...9609...

Luo dusted down the promenade step by step, and finally stopped at the door of the 9610 room.

The next second, when she was about to ring the doorbell, the powerful force of her right hand was pulled instantly.

She was about to jump back and make a counterattack. In time, seven or eight men wearing suits and holding pistols appeared in all directions.

And holding her wrist, standing in front of her is not someone else, it is the Iraqi resignation.