Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Behind them are cold-spoken sorrowful curses, mostly words such as 'sisters and light friends'!

Of course, Du Jiusheng was arranging an ambulance for him, but he did not intend to carry him up.

In his eyes, he can help him call an ambulance. He is already a brother.

After all, the desire to ban the dust is full of his brain at this moment.

Luo Dust was so led by her, and her heart was swaying, and there was a feeling when she returned to the agent plane.

His palm has also been so hot, holding her forward.

"The hillside is very slippery, I am carrying you up." He handed the umbrella to her and squatted halfway down.

At this moment, Luo Dianchen has some indistinct points on whether the other party is doing this to make her fall in love with him, or from the heart to do it.

In fact, Du Jiusheng was lost at this moment...

The rain fell from his handsome and handsome face. At this moment, what he thought was that the girl behind him should not catch cold.

In fact, if it is normal, she will refuse.

After all, for her, even if there is no system, it will never be so weak and needs human protection.

But now, according to the script, she should be the cozy sister of her brother.

"Well..." She whispered softly, rubbing her back on the back of Jiusheng, and he gently carried her back.

"You cover yourself, leave me alone." His good voice followed the rain and fell to her ear.

"Brother... You don't have to say what your brother is going to do?" Luo whispered his eyebrows and shivered, turning to look at the cold words of mourning in the cave.

Suddenly, it feels a bit immoral...

Yes, it just feels a little immoral. There is absolutely no other feeling besides being immoral.

"He is not your brother." For a long time, he listened to the sound of magnetic sound slowly, with a firm tone: "I am your brother..."

Yes! brother……

Even if she did not die, she was also his nominal ‘sister’.

“Hey--” Luo slammed and smirked, and his mouth raised a very light smile: “I always thought you were not coming back.”

"I am your brother. If you don't see me, I will come naturally." His gentle voice unprepared and layered into her heart.

Just like a candy, you can collapse.

The original Lord did not experience the man who lived in this past life and loved it, and she was the soul of the past life...

She has lost half of her love of whoever she is.

"Well, my brother is so good!" She licked her lips and nodded softly. The small head leaned against his broad shoulders, and he closed his eyes and felt tired.

The limbs are cold and the forehead is hot.

It seems that she is having a fever...

This body is still a paper man, he suffered a little injury, drenched a rain, and actually slept for two full days.

The air is filled with the taste of alcohol, a high-end aristocratic hospital, very quiet.

The sun shines through the window on her white, snowy cheeks, and the long eyelashes are slightly fanned. Clean and clear eyes stunned and saw the teenager standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He wears a very casual, white sweater, gray woolen coat, and looks like a college grass feel.

Du Jiusheng seems to immediately feel the smug eyes, turning around for a moment, he is against the light, the beautiful side of the face will shine.

The ink-like eyes are facing her clear scorpion, and the two are at the same time, and there is a feeling of deja vu...