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

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"Forget it, I know that you are not reliable when you are critical!" Luoyan smoked a little irritated, his hands clasped his head.

Even this Mo Jingxuan is really the mission host of the Rebirth Club, but how can he know his birthday in the original world? !

And also made a power-on password for my birthday!

Who is in this world and who is so good with yourself? ! ,

The head of Luoyanyan is getting bigger, and the people who have been in contact with the world in the past can remember all the people who have their birthdays. I can’t guess who Mo Jingxuan is.

However, no matter who he is, if he is really like himself, he will enter the world afterwards, then his sudden change of attitude towards himself will be said.

Maybe he is the target of his strategy.

Luo Lanyan does not know whether he should be happy or angry.

This is better, I am not a substitute, but become a task.

Helpless and sighed a lot, she decided not to want to do this thing, but the soldiers will come, the water will cover the earth.

It is most important to solve the problem of recording first.

***

"Perfect! Super perfect!"

Inside the studio, several people gathered around the computer and watched the new fashion blockbuster that had just been filmed, all of them showing a stunning expression.

"Jingxuan, you really are..." An Yiyi raised his hand and excitedly wanted to pat the Mo Jingxuan who stood by, but he was caught by his cold eyes and watched the hard action.

He touched his head, and he smiled. "I thought that when you were so old, you would become an abstinence system. It would look a bit uncomfortable. I didn't expect it to be surprisingly amazing."

Mo Jingxuan glanced at him and looked at him. He didn't say anything. He just wanted to take out his mobile phone to see his little girl's Weibo, and he updated his status every day. His mother's text message was passed over.

Mom: The stinky boy, what are you doing outside this night, and don't come back soon to give tuition to smoke.

The little guy has been throwing himself into the net so soon? !

Mo Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and flashed a smile in his deep eyes. He took care of his clothes in the mirror and thought it was okay. Then he returned a "good" word and walked out. .

"Jing Xuan, where are you going? Our film has not been filmed yet!" An Yiyi was busy chasing it up.

"Go home." Mo Jingxuan put his hands in his pockets, smiled and dispersed, and fixedly looked at An Yiyi, apparently dissatisfied with his blocking heart.

"What is your little green plum?!" asked An Yiyi.

Their family Jingxuan usually was a workaholic when she didn't have Miss Luo, but it was a matter of importance. When she met the little thing in his family, she had to stand by.

Therefore, An Yiyi knew that it was useless to stop it. He was busy with the people in the studio behind him, and he left with Mo Jingxuan.

Just getting on the bus, Mo Jingxuan’s mobile phone rang again.

Mom: You said that you are doing a good concert at this time? ! The smoker’s parents went abroad, and she would stay in our house for a month.

Mo Jingxuan was a happy mood. After seeing this message, he suddenly sinked down. "The concert..."

His words just opened, and suddenly slammed, and the two eyebrows were as deep as clouds.

"What happened to the concert? My ancestor wow, you shouldn't want to change it again?! You can rest assured that we have done quite perfect." An Yiyi thought that these months were simply being taken The microscope picks the wrong life, and immediately raises the pleading of surrender.