Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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She suddenly turned and looked at Ning Weihan in a white coat. There was a light stream of light in the eyelids, and a slight smile was raised in the corner of the mouth.

No wonder he asked her that day: Is it boring in the Squat Palace!

It turned out that he had already thought about the future for her. Since the ancient emperor was so passionate, he was rather cold and did not care about his country.

The snow fell and fell on her blue silk.

She lifted the robe in the snow and ran in his direction.

With a gentle foot, he held her off the ground.

The sound of Ning Weihan’s cool and cool water sounded on the side of the ear: “Is this surprise still satisfying?”

"How long have you been preparing to complete this?" She sucked her nose and watched him smile.

"It’s probably that I know when Liu Xiao betrayed me! It’s the one I discovered first, let the doctor and the confidant save you.”

"What!" Luo Dingchen heard a look at him with amazement: "You, you, you... you mean the old woman and the old man are... yours."

"Of course." He touched her head, with a shallow pet between the eyebrows: "If the other person is you, I will always prepare a second plan."

He did not think that Liu Xiao will betray him for Ningguo, but he naturally has other preparations for elopement.

"Scorpio!" Luo dusted his head incredulously: "You have a good heart! No... you are black!"

"You actually said that your future husband is black?" Ning Weihan picked her princess and walked toward the back room.

The door was opened with a "squeaky" sound. The entire hall was actually a piece of red silk hanging high, the hall of salute.

"So..." He looked down at her and said, "Would you like to marry Ning Weihan who can't make you climb the dragon?"

She licked her lips and did not make a sound. Just afraid that when I open my mouth, I can't help but cry.

It is not a martial arts worship, not a slut, not a post-season ceremony.

In my mind, I suddenly remembered the phoenix woman who had been a long time ago. At that time, she swears to tell him that she is coming to climb the dragon with the phoenix!

Today, in this piece of red silk hanging, she actually felt so satisfied.

"I thought about it, I still prefer the Ning Weihan who can't make me climb the dragon with the phoenix..." She smiled shallowly: "After all, then he is me alone!"

She is not worried about the battle of the harem, nor is she afraid of doing anything.

But he used the most decisive method to keep her away from the front and back court, all right and wrong.

I saw Ning Weihan's dark brown eyes flashing with shimmering light and looking at her: "Marry me over there!"

She licked her lips and gently nodded her moment. The other party couldn't wait to kiss her lips, her right hand gently touched her waist, and her lips turned to the opposite side.

For a long time, he slowly let go of her. With a gentle voice in the eyelids: "I am getting ready for the wedding dress, I should be in the back room, you have to change it."

Luo blushes his face, his breathing is a little short, and he slowly raises his way: "Then you... then why don't you wait for the world to kiss me!"

Not all are all after the oath!

How is the script different?

"I..." He paused to attach the slender fingertips to her reddish lips: "I can't wait..."

"It’s not shy to say this kind of thing!" Luo slammed his lips, and waited for him to calm down and walked toward the back room.

Half-sounding, she covered herself with a red hijab and walked out.

While still groping for where to go, a pair of cool hands have firmly grasped her wrist.

I saw Ning Weihan whispered: "Be careful -"