Quickly put on the male god, you are so good

Chapter 251 Professor, please let me go (15)

Three years later.

Gu Qian finally graduated from S University!

She held her graduation certificate in one hand and her marriage certificate in the other, and she was speechless for a long time.

During her four years in college, she spent all her time in a wasteland. Others were busy with research and internships, but she was busy falling in love with Lu Changbai.

As a result, these two certificates are the only ones she has obtained in her college career.

Baby Gu's hands trembled.

Lu Changbai looked at her softly, "I'll get it for you."

When his hand was about to receive the certificate, Gu Qian quickly ran away, "No, I haven't touched it yet."

She covered her notebook and spoke reluctantly.

Lu Changbai put his arms around her shoulders in a funny way, "I'll get you some if you want."

"That's different." Gu Qian puffed up her cheeks, "Lu Changbai, why didn't I realize that you are quite vulgar, and you like to throw money at every turn."

Gu Qian said with a righteous face, but she was clamoring in her heart, why not buy more bags for her if she wants this spare money.

Men really don't spend money rationally at all!

Fortunately, she has all the family's assets firmly in her hands, so even if this prodigal man wants to spend them lavishly, he won't be able to do anything about it.

Thinking of this, Gu Qian snorted arrogantly.

Lu Changbai raised his hand and rubbed her soft hair, "I only spend money for you."

What Lu Changbai said was not love words, but a fact.

He has only spent money for Gu Qian in half his life, and he will continue to spend money for her for the rest of his life, just for her.

The nasty words made Gu Qian blush with shame.

The girl glanced at Lu Changbai shyly. Even though she had seen her shyness countless times, every time Lu Changbai felt that he couldn't get enough of her. He really wanted to hide her and only bloom bright colors for himself for the rest of his life.

But this idea just floated in Lu Changbai's mind. He knew clearly that if he really did this, maybe she would ignore him even if she was here.

Lu Changbai's eyes showed a hint of regret.
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July, a wonderful month.

Lu Changbai and Gu Qian exchanged rings under the witness of the priest and a few relatives and friends.

"I am willing."

These three words are the most beautiful and beautiful words in the world.

Lu Changbai will never forget the captivating smile on the girl's face when she said these three words.

But the girl's next sentence made Lu Changbai's heart beat even more.

She said she loved her.

He loves her too.

very nice.

(The ninth plane ends.)
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Have you ever heard of the Scytheman?

It is said that it is the Western god of death who harvests life.

Everyone dreads its arrival.

The night came quietly, and the street lamps on both sides of the street were flickering with bright yellow lights. The faint light hit the ground faintly, reflecting the shaking shadows of the poles on both sides of the street.

At night, this quiet town seemed particularly quiet and desolate.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

The howling cold wind slapped the wall fiercely, and a damaged wall couldn't help the cold wind blowing, and lime fell down rustlingly.

In the old house, there was a woman who was constantly polishing matches. The ground was full of burnt matchsticks, and there were not many matches left in the matchbox.

The match in her hand was ignited in the blink of an eye, and the woman was lighting another one. Her lips were so white that they were so pale that they were blue, and she murmured a prayer, "Great God, please let me have eternal life." She watched the heart of fire burn faster and faster, and the woman's eyes showed obvious panic, "Please, please, don't burn it."

The match was burned out again, and the woman reached for the matchbox in panic.

(End of this chapter)