Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"It's not going to be a fake show, you really want to marry!" Feng Xiao picked up his eyebrows and deliberately tweeted: "I am so sad that I have a grass for three seconds."

I have to say that Sumu is a beautiful scenery wherever he goes.

Less than one person to enter Eno, and instantly and Jiang Yijun, became the second school grass of Inno College.

"What are you thinking about in your head?" Luo Ding gently patted Feng Xiao’s head: "Will the New Year party start? What song are you going to sing!"

Feng Xiao is very talented to sing, and he won the second place with the hope of being a good performer.

"I want to send you a song!" Feng Xiao looked at her: "We have known each other for almost four years. Even if I have a big head, I should know what the memory of your heart is..."

Feng Xiao’s voice is very light, but she is still red-eyed at this moment...

Some memories can still erupt at a certain point even if they are in a box deep inside the heart.

"So..." Seeing Feng Xiao’s serious look, she chuckled: "What do you want to sing?"

"Time to cook the rain."

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The welcome party is on schedule, and the winter time this year is particularly fast.

S city, ushered in the first heavy snow.

The snow is deep, like a deep winter university.

Luo dusted through a goose-yellow sweater, the one she had just bought here.

The sweater is very new, and it seems that there is still the breath that the boy has touched.

Jiang Yijun was waiting for her at the school gate every day, and accompanied her through the longest tree-lined path in Eno.

"It's so cold today!" Jiang Yijun looked at her and said: "Can you wear such a point?"

Luo slammed the dust and shook his bag gently: "I brought my jacket."

A white plush jacket, memory and time overlap at this moment, seems to flash past that year, proudly took all her bank cards, leaving only one of his deputy cards to her.

"I have a performance tonight, that is, you can't accompany your grand pianist." Jiang Yijun heard that she was going to accompany Feng Xiao, and her mouth was raised with a nice smile.

The first time he heard the proposal to marry the Luo family, he was extremely repulsive.

Although I don't know what love is, I don't want to build my love on the family.

Nowadays, he increasingly feels that such a family marriage seems to have become a decisive expectation in his heart.

"Oh--" She snorted and said softly: "So, is the person who won Feng Xiao?"

Feng Xiao's voice is very good, every sound is pure and clear, and she is judged when she is talking.

But what she did not expect was that the person who finally won Feng Xiao turned out to be Jiang Yijun.

"Yes!" He frowned and smiled confidently: "Isn't it like?"

“No!” she chuckled: “Yan value online.”

When she fell, she turned to the branch of the medical department and the performance department.

"Luo Dust--" Jiang Yijun flashed a shallow shattered light in his eyes: "If I won Feng Xiao tonight, I took the first place, can we go to the movies?"

Luo dusted slowly and turned, watching the snow fall on Jiang Yijun's hair, and the corner of his mouth sighed: "Sorry, I don't like watching movies."

“Is it not like watching movies, or do you not like watching movies with me?” He licked his lips, like a stubborn teenager standing in the snow, his eyes were awkward, and he seemed helpless and smiled: “I know your story. But That story has been three years..."

For a long time, Luo Dingdi slightly dagger looked at the snowflake in the sky and gradually became gentle, licking his lips: "Even after thirty years, it is still the most beautiful story in my heart."