Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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He Hao suddenly trembled, and the next second laughed and laughed: "I am afraid that I will make cookies, you will disappear."

He didn't realize that he was in reality. He thought it was a dream, and he... didn't want to wake up.

"Where can I go?" Luo slammed his lips and smiled: "I have something wrong, I didn't get on the plane."

She knows that such an interpretation is the most convincing.

After all, now she has not got on the plane, and no one knows.

For a long time, a silence. The air is filled with a touch of red wine, and there is someone breathing in a hurry.

I don't know how long it took, he only took a deep breath and asked: "Are you really not on the plane?"

"Really!" Luo Dingchen put his cool size on his face and said: "My body temperature is hotter than you! I am not a ghost."

"Stop--" He Wei is more afraid to hold her tighter: "I don't want to listen, don't say it!"

He was afraid that he would hear what he did not dare to hear. It seems that he has not yet been separated from his dreams and reality. It seems that he has not yet pulled from the edge of life and death.

His heart has a lingering fear.

"So, is Mr. He still willing to give me cranberry biscuits?" Luo slammed the dust with a touch of warmth.

"Of course... as long as you can do it for me, I can do it for you. Really can't do anything..." His tone was a bit humble, repeated in her ears over and over again.

Such an instant made her think of a word that Snow said in "Ten Years."

No matter who is calm and calm, when the person who loves the most loses himself, the kind of heartbreaking life and death will leave him, and all his reason will collapse in minutes.

Even if he is sensible, he thinks that at the moment he lost the dust, he is still like a child.

The oven was filled with biscuits, and the sound of the water in the bathroom.

After he came out of the shower, he was completely different. He was not in such a panic, but he never left her with a pair of eyes.

"I don't know how many roads I have in life, but I think now is the happiest time of my life."

When he talked about a little love story, it was still a serious one, but a pair of dark eyes seemed to shine.

Luo Dust took the small biscuits out of the oven and smiled. "You can write a book for the feeling of folding snow!"

“Oh?” He Shuguang said: “Mrs. He thinks what kind of content I should write.”

After a whole day of horror, he suddenly found that the nib of life should not only stay in the "Decade."

Perhaps "Ten Years" will continue to a better story, because he and Luo Ding's second half of life, has been completely different from Feng Orange.

"Let me think about it." She gently picked up a cranberry biscuit and looked at He Weidao with a faint smile on her lips: "I don't want to break through the self!"

“Uh huh?” He won, and reached out and wiped the crumbs from her mouth: “Please give a suggestion!”

"I think that "Su Sugar" is still in a lot of ways to win the "Ten Years"..." Luo Ding gently smiled, his eyes flashed with a very light light: "It's better to write a book "Overbearing President Love" Come on me!"

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This suggestion, Mr. He Wei said: It is really a big breakthrough!