Chapter 1765: Hell Envoy's exclusive Appreciator (14)

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At half past five in the morning, Luo Dinghui re-sit back to the front of the desk and began to connect the whole thing in a series according to the original idea.
Although there are many places in her guess, she feels that it should be inseparable from the truth.
Luo Ding felt that at this time, there should be a very handsome background music from reasoning -
According to the information displayed on the Internet, Jin Rongfeng’s character before the age of seventeen is now in great contrast with the current routine of the space.
One: Either he is an outsider; Second: Either he is a dead soul.
If there is no memory of the original master, Luo Dingchen prefers the former. But for now, she is more inclined to the latter.
Six hundred years ago, the original owner and Jin Rongfeng must know each other, and Liu Qiduo was also known.
It seems that six hundred years ago, Jin Rongfeng did not have a reincarnation after his death. Now he is attached to human beings and has lived in this world.
Six hundred years ago, what happened to them was not known.
I only know that the original Lord is so tragic, and the grudges must be deep.
The next day she slept until the afternoon to get up, not the alarm clock woke her up, but the ringtone.
A series of strange numbers, she frowned and picked up the phone.
"Hey."
"Hello, are you Miss Luo Dust?"
The voice on the other end of the phone has a touch of evil charm. She can hear it at a click. The other party is Jin Rongfeng.
"Is there anything?" Her right hand touched her ear gently, her face was dignified, but she spoke easily.
"I know what industry you and seven are engaged in." Jin Rongfeng leaned on the golden sofa and took a sip of red wine. He was slightly smeared by the reddish lips: "But I seem to like you more."
Jin Rongfeng’s confession was very direct, and she listened to her heart for a while.
The former Jin Rongfeng also had this attitude towards the original Lord, but later he did not know how to get along with Liu Qi.
In the impression, Jin Rongfeng especially likes to kiss her back. Looking back now, I felt a tremor in my heart.
"Cough--" Luo Dingqing cleared the throat: "Mr. Jin, since you know the industry we are engaged in, you should know that you are not my customer."
The sound of Luo Dian is very alienated, and Jin Rongfeng can still hear it. But he did not intend to give up.
"That said, but if I were with you, wouldn’t it prove that you are more powerful than Liu Qidu?" Jin Rongfeng’s hands were filled with information on the dust, and he blinked: "I heard that you are fighting The position of a best apprentice, I can let you complete the task tomorrow."
Jin Rongfeng's voice is not light or heavy, but every word is a key point, full of awkward tone.
"That's really interesting. Is this Mr. Jin's love for me at first sight?" Luo slammed his eyes, with a hint of indifference in his tone.
Since I can't hide, let her take a look at this Jin Rongfeng, what do you want to do.
"What if I say yes?"
"Sorry, I don't want to." Luo shrugged and shrugged and said: "As a professional apprentice, the most important thing to do is to start and end."
"Interesting." His eyebrows were slightly sullen, and he chuckled: "So when I ask a beautiful woman to have a meal, can't I?"
She can feel that Jin Rongfeng is eager to meet her, and the memories before her death are criss-crossing.
Does he want to kill her? What happened six hundred years ago?
"I have been busy recently, I am afraid there is no time." Luo wants to hang up the phone, and the voice is heard again.
"Don't you be afraid that I will tell Mr. Watanagh, you are close to him, but just because there are clients asking you to help?" Jin Rongfeng's voice put away the news, but it was a threat.
He knows the name of Du Jiusheng, he investigated him...
"Unfortunately, I am not afraid." Luo slammed his lips and smiled: "Mr. Jin still enjoys the taste of his own identification!"
"Luo Dust--" He smiled and smiled, and there was a smog in his eyes. He said to the phone: "Don't you want to know the identity of the person you are esoteric?"