Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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On the day when Song Qinghan left, there was a big snow in the sky.

That day, it happened to be the birth of Luo Dust.

The whole Fengwang Palace is full of singing and dancing, and it is very lively. The air is filled with alcoholic alcohol.

Luo Ding felt particularly happy, this is the happiest day since she came to the world.

It seems that the cry of the original master is constantly coming from the bottom of my heart, and then gradually calm down a little bit.

She knew that her heart had been peaceful.

"Actually, I want to kill Song Qinghan." Feng Qi helped her peel the grapes and said: "But I want to see your decision."

In his eyes, no matter how much he hates Song Qinghan, he wants to take care of her emotions.

Because for him, her emotions are the most important.

"It’s not important to kill him." Luo leaned on the side of Fengqi, letting him play his own blue silk, and said quietly: "In fact, like Yan Ying, living is more painful than death. ”

"I know." Feng Qi's mouth outlined a faint smile: "So you said to let him go, I am more happy than you said killing him."

Because only if you love someone, you will hate someone.

Because only hate one person, I want him to die.

For Luo Dust, it doesn't matter if he is dead or not, it means that the man has never left any impression in her mind.

On behalf of it, Song Qinghan never lived in the heart of Luo Dian.

“哼——” I saw Luo’s dust while eating the grapes he had given her: “You are not good at the king.”

"When you eat the grapes I stripped you, I said that I am not good, what is the situation."

"Because you can make your own decisions, you just want me to make a decision." Luo said with a dusty voice: "Isn't that the heart still remembering what happened between Song and Han in the Song Dynasty?"

"I..." Feng Xi said dumbly: "I don't have..."

"There is no recognition yet!" Luo Dust raised his fingertips and tapped his chest gently: "Wang, you said, don't care!"

"Don't care," he said as he did not forget to stuff the grapes into her mouth.

So that Luo Dust suddenly smacked his mouth and widened his eyes: "You, you... what do you say, you don't care!"

"..." Fengqi was speechless, and for a long time, he was somewhat annoyed: "Would you like me to care, or hope that I don't care!"

Luo smashed his eyes and finally plunged into his arms: "Actually, I have nothing to do with him. It has never been what he called Wang Hao, a soul trade, a god's choice. I am Witches naturally have more powerful places than ordinary people."

"I believe." He gently hugged her, stuffed another grape, and kissed her lips: "I believe what you said."

Under the crowd, everyone was not looking away. Luo Ding felt that his cheeks were red, he wanted to swallow the grapes, and when he found out that he kissed her, he snatched the grapes from her mouth.

After a taste, the corner of the mouth outlines a faint smile: "Well, it's sweet."

Some people, destined to meet, are destined to unconditionally believe that they are destined to be the only ones in each other's lives.

Does Feng Qi really mind?

No, he minds.

But he did not believe in her unconditionally, because she was the king of him.

Forever and ever, Wang Hao, who belongs to him alone.