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

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At this moment, Luo Qingchen had about 10,000 crows flying by.

She probably wanted to say something in your heart: you don't care, do I care?

"Your son is ... a little bit interesting." Du Jiusheng's eyes were dark and shimmering, and his eyes were filled with other complicated emotions.

Luo Qingchen froze, and while she was still thinking about what to say, Nian'an had already spoken.

"Naturally." He raised an eyebrow lightly, hands in his pockets from beginning to end, walking towards the second floor of the villa step by step.

Only halfway through, he quietly opened his mouth and said the second half: "I like my sister."

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"I like your big head ghost." Luo Qingchen felt that his old face was so red at this moment.

No, didn't Nianan grow up on the desert island?

He knows what others know, and he knows what others don't!

"Kee ---" Du Jiusheng cleared his throat and hugged Luo Qingchen with his arms. "Qi Chen, I think what our son said is quite right, and I also like a girl."

"I like your brother's big head ghost." Luo Qingchen repeated this sentence again, his head was a little buzzing.

Before she could fully think about it, she had been put on a soft bed.

But when she was sitting there, she found her eyes red for a moment.

This is Du Jiusheng's bedroom, although the decoration is still quite cold, but everywhere is full of photos.

It's like standing in a time machine that remembers annual rings, she is in the photo, from the first meeting to their engagement.

Sometimes, some places are not recorded with the camera.

Du Jiusheng simply relied on his imagination to draw the moments of those scenes and make photocopies.

Luo Qingchen blinked his eyes slightly, and a slight smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth: "I never thought that Brother Jiusheng had painted so well ..."

"I don't like to paint." Du Jiusheng admitted frankly, and a tiny shimmer of light flashed between his eyebrows: "But I need to do one thing, wait, and even live the rest of my life . "

For these five years, how difficult it was for Luo Qingchen to double Jiusheng's life.

Because at least Luo Qingchen knows that he is alive and well in this world.

It ’s different for nine lives ...

He can only wait, wait, wait, wait ...

"Brother Jiusheng ..." Luo Qingchen reached out his hand and gently grasped his wrist. "Have you never given up?"

"Give up?" Du Jiusheng walked to her, slightly raised her face, and kissed in the place of her eyebrows: "I'm afraid there is no future life."

"Me too." Luo Qingchen closed and asked, his hands around his waist gently: "I have endured for five years ..."

"Do you ... for five years?"

Luo Qingchen nodded his head, raised a pair of eyebrows, and wanted to say something, but ran into a pair of hot eyes.

He kissed her lips without saying a word, and whispered, "Well, please have a sister."

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No, doesn't she mean this?

"Brother Jiusheng is not ... 唔 ... not the one ... meaning ... %% ... %% ..."

In the next words, Luo Qingchen seemed unable to understand what he was talking about.

All I know is that it's nice to be able to return to him ...