MTL - Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Nian An wore a light white sweater, a black bow tie, and a hair roll.

Although he is only five years old, he looks like a little adult.

The way to hold the knife and fork is not hard, there is a notebook on the right side of the notebook, the code is displayed on the notebook.

When Luo went to various spaces, he knew some of these technologies, but it was more complicated... on the computer screen.

"Mom is here to tell you a good news!" Luo said a cup of lemon juice: "We should be able to leave here soon!"

Nian’s face was calm and his eyes did not seem to change much.

His appearance is still very young, but it took a long time to respond to Luo Ding: "It is good news."

"So what is the first thing I want to do after I leave here?" Luo Dingchen suddenly became curious, like him, not only has strange ability, but even has a ‘children’ of memories.

What should be the most wanted thing to do?

The entire French restaurant has melodious music, and the air is filled with a touch of aroma.

All the restaurants in the city are selected by Luo Qianmu.

He trapped them here for five years, in order to give them the best living environment when they avoided the enemy.

"Yeah." Nianan was silent for a long time, then slowly opened his mouth and said: "I want to see him."

At this moment, Luo Ding suddenly felt that there was a tacit understanding between her and her mother.

At least, when he said this, she almost immediately shook God. He said that ‘he’ refers to Du Jiusheng.

"After meeting," Luo said with a slight smile: "What is the first sentence you want to say?"

Nian'an was slightly coveted, and the long, curled eyelashes trembled, and it took a long time to answer.

"I too... I don't know."

This is considered to be rare. I have seen such expressions in Nian An, because he rarely has uncertain things, and there are very few unknown things.

"Actually, I don't know what he should say." Luo dusted one hand and held a slap in the scorpion. There was a warm light in the scorpion: "But actually I have practiced many scenes with him. And what he wants to say."

"And then?" The voice of Nian'an became a little tender, turned around, let go and sat on it, staring at the big eyes and looking at Luo's dust: "Mom does not know what to say?" ”

"Yeah." Luo Ding gently smiled: "But I think, on the day I met, I will know what to say."

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Leaving Muxian Island was in the early morning of a half-month, and a ship named "Last Stars" was inevitably stopped in Muxian Island.

In addition to some of the people who Luo Qianmu demanded to stay behind, the rest will return to China with the ship.

After all, this place, Luo Qianmu does not want anyone to know.

Nian An was wearing a white sweater for him this morning, and she wore a series.

Because of the reasons for the survival of the low temperature in the past five years, coupled with the age of Luo Dust itself is small, and now only 21 years old.

However, it looks like the 17th and the 18th, and in the extremely cold environment, the metabolism of the skin itself is very slow.

She looks like a student herself, but she already has a five-year-old son.

"How today... I want to wear this dress today." When I was on board, I was still not used to it.