Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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But here is a world without any power, and it is impossible to live and resurrect.

When Luo dusted, Ye Yan was soaked and sat on the side of the road. His eyes were a little hollow, staring at the Apollo Hotel in front.

She propped the umbrella over his head and frowned. "Look at your expression, is your little mouth breaking into this hotel?"

"Yeah." Ye Yan nodded heavily. "She seems to be getting fat. There is a man next to her waist. She smiles very happy."

Luo dusted his face and frowned. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn’t say it.

"If you are so sure, let's go in and confirm that it's not good." Luo bite the bite and bite his lips: "If she is not Su Qiu, why are we so cold because of a person who I don't know? ""

"What if she is?" Ye Yan's deep scorpion was covered with a mist.

Luo dumped the dust and said: "If she is, it is terrible. Because her ashes are buried by your own hands."

Of course, although she feels that Ye Yan will not look wrong with Su Qiuqiu, she still feels that he is more likely to be wrong.

After all, in memory, Su Qiuqi was indeed afflicted by the pain, she was very thin, not even 70 pounds.

Luo Dust even felt that as long as it was a slightly larger typhoon, she could blow her away.

"But..." Ye Yan was hesitant. He seemed to want to confirm, but he was afraid to confirm.

Luo dusted his frown and extended his right hand: "Is there a photo of her in your wallet?"

"Hmm... you..."

"Give it to me." Luo shrugged and shrugged. "I think you are too tired, and then miss her very much, so I can't make it wrong."

"I..." Ye Yan carefully took out the photo in the wallet: "Give you..."

"Would you like to go with me?" Luo looked at him like a big sister and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you waiting for me here?"

"I am waiting for you here."

"it is good!"

She knows why Ye Yan does not go with her. After all, she has always paid all the efforts to treat her feelings. He is afraid of knowing the result.

No matter what the result is.

However, Luo Dingchen feels that there is only one result.

but--

When she put the photo in front of the front desk clerk, she asked, "Miss, have you seen this girl? My friend said that she just saw her come in this hotel."

The waiter’s lady took a closer look and showed a sweet smile: “Yes! This is the frequent guest of our hotel, Miss Yurou.”

!

Only for a moment, the sky once again ‘bang’, and Luo’s body shuddered.

How can it be? Is the person in the photo not Su Qiuqi? Why does the front desk lady want to call her Yurou...

What on earth happened?

"You... can you give me Miss Yu's room number? I have something to look for!"

“No, oh—” Miss Front Desk shook her head. “We want to protect the privacy of all our guests here.”

"Okay, I know." Luo nodded and said: "I will call her later."

The sound fell, and the dust turned around and quickly left the hotel.

I don't know if it works, she feels that the temperature around it seems to be getting lower.

Ye Yan was sitting across the street, but she had a feeling of not knowing how to go to him.

In the next second, she shook her head and whispered: "It's none of my business, it's not my business. It is already the limit of Ye Yan's friend."