Quick Transmigration: Don't Be Slag

Mu Lingling looked concerned, "Are you okay? Brother Bochu? Let me rub it for you." After speaking, she reached out to touch Lu Cheng's head.

Lu Cheng dodged Mu Lingling's hand with his head, and said coldly: "No, I'll just go back and rest." After speaking, he got up and left.

Mu Lingling looked puzzled and looked at Lu Cheng's leaving back.

Following his memory, Lu Cheng came to the room where Bo Chu lived, and thought, Mu Lingling should not be that person, so who could it be?The biggest possibility is Qin Ting, but the original owner later remembered that Qin Ting would die, when did he die, and why did he die?And who is Qin Ting's child?

All these problems have caused Lu Cheng to have no clue now. The most important thing now is how to get rid of the marriage. Since Mu Lingling is not that person, Lu Cheng doesn't want to entangle with her, but it is definitely not possible to just resign the marriage. If you don't do it, you can only find a way to make Mu Lingling resign the engagement.

Putting this matter aside for now, Lu Cheng sat on a chair made of exquisite nanmu, and suddenly said "tsk":

"This martial arts leader is quite rich?"

The system couldn't help but say: [...Host, you don't want to be the leader of the martial arts, do you? 】

Lu Cheng raised his eyebrows, "It's not impossible."

【…】The system's tangled codes in the system space are all messed up, so it simply stopped talking.

Lu Cheng thought to himself that this system is really ridiculous.

There are only a few days left before he and Mu Lingling get married. Although Mu Lingling's father doesn't like Bo Chu, but his daughter likes him, he gradually stops picking on him and begins to accept him.

On the green grass, some unknown plants grow, and some beautiful butterflies land on the wild flowers. Not far away is the house, which is simple and elegant.

A fleshy little white dumpling fluttered in the grass, pointing at the air with its fleshy little finger, and said indistinctly, "Acridine! Daddy!"

Not far away was a man in white who was dealing with herbs. His extremely long black hair was half-tied up with a white belt. The man was plump and handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, but he had a pair of peach blossom eyes, which softened his tough face. It looks very elegant.Wearing a white robe, the robe is spotless, and there are some golden patterns on the clothes.

Qin Ting heard Xiaotuanzi's voice, raised his head and showed a loving smile, walked over, hugged Xiaotuanzi up, and tapped Xiaotuanzi's small nose with his knuckle hand, "Butterfly, is that Tutu hungry?"

Chuchu's fleshy ball, obediently in Qin Ting's arms, said in a milky voice, "Daddy, you're hungry, Chutu, you're hungry!"

Qin Ting smiled, and narrowed his pretty eyes, "Well, Daddy isn't hungry either, so we'll be going back when Daddy finishes distributing the herbs, okay?"

Chutu nodded his head and struggled to get down, "Tutu, play!"

Qin Ting put Tutu down, stroked Tutu's soft and small head, and said:

"Okay, we are the most obedient."

Qin Ting sorted out the herbs for a while, when suddenly an old voice sounded,

"Why is our little Chutu playing by himself, and not asking Grandpa to join us?" A kind-looking old man hugged Chutu and said.

Chutu patted the old man's chest with his hand, and said in an inarticulate voice with aggrieved milk:

"Grandpa, be good, Chutu, play!"

Seeing the old man, Qin Ting respectfully said, "Master, you are back."

The old man nodded towards Qin Ting, "Oh, that old man Xudou can't afford to play, he's playing tricks on me in a game of chess, I might as well come back and finish with Tutu!"

Chutu clapped his hands, "Live Chutu, play!"

The old man smiled heartily, squeezed Chuchu's small round face with his hands, and said:

"Yes, playing with Chutu, Grandpa likes playing with Chutu the most!"

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Where did everyone find me! ! !

I really want to know, to be honest, I can’t even see my own text!