Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"So I will come here every day to listen to the drama?" Mu Qing scratched his head and said: "If you come tomorrow, then I will..."

"How are you?"

"I will come too."

Luo Dust is mostly boring, and gently sip a tea ceremony: "Yes, a word is fixed."

Early in the morning, Luo Ding changed the women's clothing. Although it was not dressed up, it was also coated with rouge gouache and went to the theater.

Although she was veiled, the eyebrows still plunged into the country.

Even if no one recognizes that she is the first beauty of the snow country, there are many people who stop to stay and look at it.

Why change women's clothes? Obviously knowing his own appearance, knowing his identity clearly, knowing that changing to a women's clothing to go to the theater will bring trouble to the ferry, but she still did.

why?

why?

why?

This so-called answer, perhaps only she knows.

When I saw Mu Qing again, he was the same as yesterday, like a smile of a spring breeze, like a child.

Innocent, his eyes are so clean, clean so she can't help but look at her eyes.

The eyes that can be looked at at the end of the pair can be very different from those of Du Jiusheng.

He snorted and looked at the dusty eyes in front of him. It seemed to be a little surprised and there seemed to be no.

"How? Only one day, Mu Gongzi wouldn't know me?" Luo Dian dusted down on her opposite side, took off the yarn, and outlined a very light smile on his mouth: "It seems that Mu Gongzi's memory needs to be improved. It."

"Xiaosheng remembers the girl..." Mu Qing looked at her with more eyes. Some embarrassed ones didn't look at it: "I just didn't expect the son to become a girl. I lost my own wine today. It's really wrong. ""

“What's wrong?” Luo shook his shoulders and shook his shoulders and said: “I am very tired, and it is a pleasure to have two drinks.”

"Really can?"

"It can be."

Mu Qing said that his parents always like him to be a high school champion, but he has no interest in the imperial examination since he was a child. His favorite is some poetry.

Luo Ding sipped a little bit of sorrow, listening to Mu Qing chanting: "My lady, gentleman is good."

But she knows she can't be drunk, there is no wine in the world that can make her drunk.

Drunk is a person, drunk is a heart, and a drunk person is a lonely person with a heart that cannot be told...

"Dust...dust..." When I was confused, I heard the voice of Mu Qing.

Farther and farther, floating.

When you blink again, it is a quiet garden.

Luo dusted his head and scratched his head, but he did not expect that he really fell asleep.

This is not the Jiuwangye House, so here is...

"Girl, are you awake?" A donkey in pink clothes walked in and said: "This is Mufu. The girl needs to wash her face and go to the front hall for breakfast. The lady's wife sees the young master and brings the girl back. Very pleasant, made a table of dishes."

Luo Dust gently frowned: "What time is it now?"

"Noon."

"The next day?"

"Yes……"

Luo dust immediately got up, dressed and neatly left the Mufu, and even did not fight with Mu Qing.

Suddenly, she felt that she was somewhat self-willed, and she hurried to the front of the house before she slowly stopped.

"Ha ha--"

Self-deprecating and laughing, there is an endless amount of loneliness in my heart.

She is so anxious to do something. She has been away from the Nine Kings House for a day and a night.