The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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However, the **** blood of the hand made him rush to retract, fearing that the wound of the glass was dirty.

"You are not stupid!" Luo Liyan's eyebrows suddenly became two hills, and she distressedly grabbed the big palm of Yu Chi's injury and blew it.

The familiar movement, the familiar tone made Yu Chi Che’s heart linger like a knife.

The same appearance, unique body fragrance, and the same as the past pity and move, all revealing that the eyes have not changed in the past 12 years, is the one who is hidden in the heart can not touch the beloved.

He does not need to confirm it at all.

Since there are some things she does not want to admit, there is a reason for her, she does not need to force her, but also has the ability to know the answer from other places.

"You are going to call the doctor soon!" Luo Liyan saw that Qi Che's eyebrows were slightly convergent. I didn't know what to think about, and couldn't help but whispered.

It's the most troublesome to put this shredded **** into the flesh, and wait for it to pick one out, not to kill him.

"I'm fine, but it's your face..." He Chi Che returned to God, his heart full of distress and self-blame, but did not dare to go down.

"What happened to my face?" Luo Liuyan stupidly reached out and tried to touch his face. He Chi Che gave her wrist a grasp and then slammed into the air.

"I don't want to go to the Imperial Medical Department to invite Li Laotai."

Luo Liyan frowned, looking at his nervous and guilty appearance, and then began to slowly feel that his face seems a little tingling.

"You shouldn't be disfiguring me?" She stunned her eyes.

In fact, Luoliyan is not angry, but some sighs his own thick lines, even if he is injured, he does not even feel a little.

It’s not just a sesame mung bean-sized scuff, but it’s a mess, so it’s a big problem.

"Don't worry, I won't let you disfigure." He Chi Che grabbed the hand of Luo Liyan and kissed her on the lips, then hugged her and hugged her.

The water-soaked clothes were attached to her body and the curve was leaking.

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"The trough, ghost!" The small mouth of Luo Yanyan Sakura red lightly twitched, making an incredible scream.

Qi Chi's footsteps squatted, looking at the little man in his arms, his heart was quite helpless.

"It’s just an ordinary effort."

If she can be called a ghost, then she has never changed her face in the past 12 years...

Is it a ghost?

Is it a demon?

Still a god?

But no matter what she is, in the heart of Yu Chi Che, she just loved the scales that she could not touch in her life for twelve years.

"Is there really a river in this world?" Luo Zaiqi sees that Qi Che is finally not entangled in his identity, feeling relaxed and relaxed, his legs hanging leisurely in the air.

“Yes, do you like it?” Yu Chi’s cold voice is accompanied by a gentle and incomprehensible tenderness.

Not waiting for the opening of the glass, he saw the fireworks-like brilliance from her star-studded star.

"Since I like it, after the big marriage, I took the time to take a look at the triennial martial arts conference."

Hearing his words, the face of Luo Liyan was slightly stiff, and the root of the ear was a little red.