Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Due to the 'serious consequences' caused by survival training in the field, the school reserves the right to pursue power, and the most important task at the moment is to redistribute the dormitory.

Cheng Qianzi and Qiao Mengtian were moved to another dormitory, and when they returned to the dormitory, they were no longer there.

The next day she took a vacation, did not go to military training, the instructor in the heart of the heart, very refreshed promise!

Luo thinks about it too. If it is not her wit, maybe she has already gone to see God.

This instructor must have a secondary responsibility, and may be shut down for three or five years.

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I bought breakfast in the cafeteria and knocked on the door of the infirmary.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air. Ye Zhiyi leaned on the bed and sent a magazine in his hand. The warm air blew through the window, the curtain was slowly blown up, and the grass scent slowly after the heavy rain.

If you think that such a scene is very pleasant, then you are wrong.

Because the table on the left and right sides of Ye Zhizhen is full of breakfast, a rough look at at least a hundred buns...

Everyone who is ignorant of youth will appear when the person who cares is most in need of care.

Perhaps the moment of sending breakfast, the four eyes of the opposite moment, can be heartbroken, weaving a wonderful love story.

Luo Dust put the breakfast in his hand behind, and stepped in and went in.

Ye Zhiqi looked up mechanically and bowed his head.

But just after a moment of bowing, suddenly looked up, some nervously picked up the headset and said: "Are you enough?"

Her face looked a lot better, but after all, she had a fever and a bad cold yesterday. I don’t have a good rest today, what are you doing here...

Although the brain thinks so, the heart is unconsciously happy.

"The kind of cold virus, as long as the anti-inflammatory syrup hangs into the body, it is the same as nothing." She sat casually on the chair and looked at his pale and clean face and frowned. "Which is like blood loss." People in shock should stay in bed for a while."

Ye Zhiyan heard the words, and the pale cheeks were stained with a blush. How happy he is inside, the girl in front will never understand.

"That..." The next second, he turned the subject and looked at her clear waters and said: "I am hungry."

"Ah?" Luo dusted and moved, pointing to the buns on the table: "You... why not eat!"

"Well--" For a moment, his eyes rested on the bag on her left hand: "I was not hungry, I am hungry now..."

Perhaps some people don't believe that the original things would be especially delicious if they were bought by someone who cares.

For example: her breakfast.

Luo dusted a little, and there was a faint stream of light in his eyelids.

Suddenly I feel that such a leaf is so beautiful, I don’t want to look good.

Perhaps, Gu Hu Nuo is actually a lot better than Ye Zhi in one aspect, such as an infectious smile, such as the playfulness of speaking.

But in her heart, one hundred Gu Nuo is not comparable to a leaf.

Because the teenager in front of me has an excessive attachment, obsessed with guardianism, and obsessed with waiting.

Luo Ding gently smiled and handed the breakfast in his hand to Ye Zhisheng: "I don't know if your current taste has changed."

The last thing he liked most was the milky yellow bag and the bean paste bag. After three years, I don't know if he likes it or not.

[叮 - Good feeling plus ten, task completion is 70%. 】

He gave a slight glimpse, and the pale face looked at her with a faint smile: "I have never changed."

Like things, like colors, like... people.