Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"I am going! How do I feel that the two male gods in our school have the same gunpowder smell of a girl..."

"This scene, how to play TV shows."

"Hey, that's what it's like!" It looks good, but it's not as beautiful as it is!"

"Yes, ah ah - are the two male gods guilty?"

......

It was another burst of tongue and mouth.

Ye Zhiqiu picked up the guitar placed on the ground, sitting at random, gently twirling several strings, and succeeded in causing a burst of cheers.

"Since this classmate will have a musical instrument, let him come!" The instructor glanced at him and said: "There is still a lot of time to perform."

Gu Xiaonuo still wants to say something, but when he sees that his position is already at a disadvantage, he shrugged and smiled: "At random-"

In answering the position, Gu’s gaze gradually became deeper.

Cheng Qianzi, who was sitting opposite, did not know when he sat next to him.

I saw her pouting and complaining: "You can't be too close to this woman, it's not a good thing."

"Cheng Qianzi--" He was angry with the name and shouted her name and said: "I will ask you, can your temper be collected?"

In the past, he only thought that Cheng Qianzi was a bit overbearing, but after all, it was a childhood from small to large, and it was tolerant and tolerant.

But now she is so aggressive, it really does not want to see.

"Light promise..." She glanced, with a slight pain, biting her lip: "You never been so fierce to me before..."

From small to big, the light promises are all shining, but wherever they go, they are the focus of girls’ attention.

And she, as his childhood. Always standing in an important position that others are envious of.

She is also often proud of this, because in his mind, Cheng Qianzi is the most special word!

"It’s annoying, go to the toilet." He frowned, and the moment he got up, the guitar and piano sounds that followed the back were slowly remembered.

Then the young boy's gentle and su-sounding voice, one inch and one inch into the eardrum, made his originally anxious heart more uneasy.

——

When I was young, I always took your hand like this.

Just looking forward to being able to wait around you.

——

In order to protect you from accidentally cutting your fingers,

This little injury makes you feel sad.

——

As we grow up, we are getting farther and farther, separating the two sides of the earth.

When can I meet and be familiar with the smiling face.

......

The voice of Ye Zhijun’s songs when he pressed the black and white keys, the corners of his mouth did not consciously smile.

The students unconsciously followed the melody and took the hand. Luo Dingchen felt that at this moment, he was the little girl who was next to Ye Xuecao.

Follow his footsteps and get out of the tacit understanding that belongs to them only.

After a song, the girl fans at the scene did not consciously cheer.

Ye Zhizhi smiled shallowly, and his deep eyes shone with shattered light.

He never thought that Luo Dust would play this song, this song he liked.

She slightly decapitated, saw him turn his sly focus, unconsciously red cheeks.

Some feelings have already settled in the long years, and when the time comes, they can bear fruit.

He put away the guitar and gave a slight embarrassment and walked off the stage.

Recalling the memory of the original Lord, whenever Gu Gunuo is out of the limelight, it is always a special high-profile.

He can be quiet and silent, and he puts all the things he wants to say in his heart, giving him a feeling of a young boy.

She likes such a teenager.

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