Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"In fact, you know everything, why do you have to see me?" Luo dusted a light and said: "Song Zhizhi, I can't understand you."

She asked to see her, no matter what she said, she was humiliated by her.

As decided today, she is destined to have a blessing in this life, she is destined to be favored for a lifetime.

"Now I have fallen to Pingyang, the Song family is also full... cough and cough..." When she said this, she coughed up.

For a long time, I only continued to control the cough and continued: "The Song family has all died. I will wait until you come to see me, just want to say one thing."

Luo looked at the light in her eyes, slightly stunned, somewhat surprised.

"You..." She sighed and her mouth smirked with a mocking smile: "Do you want me to let go of the night?"

Silence, silence, silence...

A silence.

"I have lived for my family in this life. Actually... I know that he is a very proud person." Song Zhizhi's eyes became softer and softer, and he snorted: "But even in the dead city." At the time, I still can't disobey my father's meaning, I still stand on his opposite side..."

"So you feel embarrassed about him?"

"No." Song Zhishu closed his eyes and leaned back against the cold wall. She was very thin, as if the wind was blowing, she could blow her down.

Luo thought that she would stop talking and turned to leave.

The next second she said: "Because I love him, please let him go."

"Oh..." Luo Ding not only felt a little ridiculous, he shook his head and said: "You really don't know him very well."

How can praying night be a person who is greedy and fearful of death, what he wants is the world, and what he sacrifices can be everything.

That is the ambition of his heart, that is what he used to gamble.

"I don't know him..." Song Zhizhi's tone was incomparably self-deprecating, and he bowed slightly: "I just want him to live well."

For a long time, Luo Ding turned and turned, and his tone was cold and frosty. "I don't even kill you. Do you think I will kill him? Song Zhizhi, or the most painful thing."

When the sound fell, she stepped forward and never looked back.

It is snowing for the country, and Rong Jing holds an umbrella and waits for her at the door of Dali Temple.

He knew she didn't bring an umbrella and knew she was here.

"Let's go back." Rong Jing extended his hand: "The imperial dining room is prepared with the white fungus lotus seeds."

"Good." Luo dusted the light and nodded: "The Song family will be buried, each is their master, I don't want you to be alive."

Since the ancient king took office, he was tolerant enough for his former dynasty to win the hearts of the people.

"He only cares about your thoughts." Rong Jing touched her head: "She already..."

"Not yet, but probably for the past two days."

"Yeah." Rong Jing nodded lightly: "Pray for the night to see you, you are not allowed."

"Don't see." Luo dusted his hand and said: "I have said that in the city gate that day, let him leave! This life, never see."

"it is good."

"Rooming..."

"Ok?"

"I don't want to be with the white fungus lotus seeds, I want to be with the ice plum."

Rong Jing looked at her eyebrows and outlined a smile on her lips: "We will leave for the country tomorrow."

She chuckled at him and could see a flower in her eyes.

In this world, the person who knows her best is him.

In a word, even a word, I can read all her minds.

"Rongjing, it’s great to have you around!"

"Then please ask the girl to stay with me forever."

(Finish)