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

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Audition? !

Luo Yanyan stopped his hand with the buns and looked at Mo Jingxuan with incredulity.

Didn't he particularly hate acting in the last life? !

When he died, he took the script in front of him and did not see him agree.

How can he change his temperament in this world, even the big screen will be involved? !

This person is alive and well, and not even such a big change in his preferences? !

After the death of the original body, what happened to him? !

I can't help but say that this view is getting more and more problematic.

"Don't you have more than a dozen concerts to open? Now audition, you are not afraid to put yourself down." Luo Liyan tentatively asked.

"Nothing, the movie that was started a few months later, if you choose it, you only need to choose to remember the script." Mo Jingxuan faintly revealed the first smile of today.

Look at the side of An Yiyi and shake his head.

It is still the charm of his little wife. I saw him in a morning this morning. He was a black face owed to him by millions of others. He even went to the team for more than an hour before he grabbed two cages. The bag also failed to get his right eye.

Now people are just two words with him. Seeing that he smiles like the spring heart, it is really typical of the opposite sex.

"If so?" Luo Liuyan looked at him suspiciously, and felt that he was somewhat modest. "With your current popularity, and this face, your eyes are stunned. If your brain is broken, you will not choose you?" ”

Whether there is any acting or not, the loyal little fans of his own can prop up the flow of the whole drama.

Since the script will be given to him, it means that as long as he is willing to agree, the character is 100% in his bag.

"Face?" Mo Jingxuan's mouth was hooked up, and the body suddenly turned to Luoyan, and the handsome face was brought to her in front of her. "Smoke is that I think this face is not bad?"

The glass of buns contained in the glass was swallowed and caught in the chest.

"Water..." She looked at her chest with pain in her face.

Mo Jingxuan's face changed, and he took the milk that was opened by An Yiyi and handed it to the mouth of Luoliyan. He fed her and handed her back to her.

It’s hard to get rid of the gas, and Luo Liyan is very annoyed to push Mo Jingxuan away. “A big early morning, what are you doing, I have done a whole sixteen years with you, you are even more Handsome, I have already seen numbness."

Mo Jingxuan’s anxious care because of her words, the eyebrows wrinkled together.

Because she has been tired of listening and listening to her own voice, she has been so indifferent to her for two or three years, and she has never seen her half-fascinated look. !

Then should he consider changing styles? !

Mo Jingxuan leaned on the seat and passed all kinds of styles in his mind.

Is he angry? !

Luo Yayan sneaked at him with some guilty conscience, and when he looked back, he saw An Yiyi looking at himself with a look of resentment.

In fact, as a dog, she may be completely indifferent to the beauty of this scene. In many cases, she was forced to flee by the indifference.

It turns out that if I just fear that I will be provoked the same trouble as the original body, now I don’t want to be regarded as the original owner of the body.

She will not want to give other people the feelings!

Not to be a substitute for anyone!