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

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Luo Yan felt that he was crazy at all, and he would condone this little fool who was insatiable.

But the other side has already pinched his clothes corner and slowly closed his eyes.

Luo Yan felt the soft and warm bed underneath, and the softened heart itself recovered a little bit hard.

This little fool is actually nothing poor.

Although her life was not good, she gave her the wholehearted care of her grandmother and her father.

What kind of heartfelt do you have for her? !

Luo Yan sneered and snorted, just wanted to get up, but felt that the little guy around him shivered slightly.

Her little face was twisted together, but she didn't wake up.

The pale face of the paper, as well as the fine sweat from the forehead, all reveal the great pain she suffered at the moment.

Shouldn't she be fainted? !

Luo Yan reached out and poked her delicate face and found it cool.

When he was shocked, he wanted to scream in. He could remember and remember that she had just taken the medicine. Now the pain is only what she must bear.

With one hand on his head, Luo Yan looked at the pain like a shrimp, and curled up into a group of little guys.

In the end, she sighed with helplessness. She reached into her arms and gently patted her back, trying to calm her down.

[System prompt: the male owner has mercy on the female host, the good value is +5, the existing good value is negative 10; the reward is 5 golden peas, now 2170 gold beans. 】

The glass smog that had fallen into a semi-conscious state heard the sound of the system, and tried to fight the spirit again, but struggled without fruit and completely fell into the boundless darkness.

***

As the saying goes, the disease is like a mountain, and the disease goes like a silk.

Luo Liyan was so stunned that he slept in bed for three days, only to be completely awake.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her father and grandmother sitting on the bed with a worried look.

"Zu..." Luo Liyan opened his mouth and found that his scorpion was hoarse, and the sound was even smaller like a mosquito.

General Luo first reacted, and stood up and reached out and touched her forehead. "The fever has gone down, and finally it has gone back."

"My little smoke suffers!" Luo Laofu looked at the Luoyan smoke distressedly, but he thought of something, and the love of the scorpion flashed a trace of embarrassment.

In fact, she basically guessed who was so vicious, and the hand of her little cigarette was only suffering from no evidence.

If you openly tear your face, you are afraid to go to the church.

The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, and if this fire burns to her little smoker, then it is not worth the candle.

So now I can only grieve her.

But the person who is so poisoned behind his back, he will not let her live in this inner court.

"How does the smoker feel now?" General Luo’s voice was light, with a little bit of caution.

Luo Liuyan shook his head slightly, and wanted to sit up from the bed, but the wrist just had a force, and it was a painful heart.

She took a sigh of relief, General Luo was shocked, and rushed to the outside and cried. "Qin Hao is going to ask Wang Tai."

"Which is the pain of the smoker, tell you." General Luo took her into the arms together with the quilt and asked softly.

I felt this kind of mood when I grew up in the orphanage. I know that it is just doing the task, but I still feel inexplicably sad and moved.

Big, big tears rolled out of the eyelids.