With Douluo Piercing Douluo's Different Fire Dragon Phoenix

Chapter 174 Fate is always picking and choosing, everything is not perfect
"...cough, if you don't let go, I don't guarantee that I will do anything."

"Then do it, you're not a man if you don't do it."

Can this be tolerated?

This is unbearable!

How could a man say no! !

So Ma Hongjun roughly untied... Qian Renxue's hands wrapped around his neck, without looking back, he resolutely walked towards the door...

Suddenly there was a soft laugh behind him.

"Ha, haha... Sure enough... Even you, who just swore allegiance to me, are like this. No one wants to stay by my side! I'm doomed to never get anything I want!"

Ma Hongjun recalled the content in the original book, it seems that it is really like this...

Miss Qian Renxue, you are very clear about your position.

"Okay... don't cry, don't cry..." It's not Ma Hongjun's style to let a girl cry, so he scratched his head, "Let me sing you a song."

If you can't ask for it, you don't have to force it.

Ma Hongjun spoke softly——

"Dukou fell in love with the deep mountains, thin snow fell in love with Wanlian.

The setting sun boiled red eyes and wanted to wait for the morning bell to chat.

The sweetheart is on the side of plum and willow, but not by his side.

The little white snake drenched Lin'an Xu Xian without an umbrella.

The girl crushed the swing, the scholar failed in ten years,
Destiny is always picking and picking and everything is not perfect.

The little monk didn't get married, and passed by the roast duck shop again~
Picking up a glass of wine and squinting his eyes, he said to concentrate on looking at the world——

Seeing that both Chang'an Jian'an and Pan An wanted to get involved.

The gods pinch their fingers, and this will be less consummated——

Gather and lose together, don't ask for completeness!

Borrow a clay stove to cook a bowl of rice, grow cooking smoke on the eaves,
Regardless of the minor cold, the great cold and the chills in the heart, come to warm up.

It's so brave to break into the sea of ​​people-knock on Fengyueguan again!

Going around 81 times is difficult, let's walk and see——

The bamboo horse went to look for the bamboo horse, and the green plum was in a slump.

Boya's strings broke, and Shu Ye just broke up with Shan Juyuan.

Bosom friends are separated halfway, and they end up with new lovers.

The young couple happened to meet a magpie and didn't come to work~
How can longevity be fulfilled, the ancient times still rely on pity,
The old and sick are 20 years longer than Yingying and Yanyan.

Little Chang'e stole the elixir, but envied the world instead...

Picking up a glass of wine and squinting his eyes, he said that he should concentrate on looking at the world!

Seeing that both Chang'an Jian'an and Pan An want to get involved——

The gods pinch their fingers, and this will be less consummated——

Gather and lose together, don't ask for completeness!

Borrow a clay stove to cook a bowl of rice, grow cooking smoke on the eaves,
Regardless of the minor cold, the great cold and the chills in the heart, come to warm up.

It’s so brave to break into the sea of ​​people~ knock on Fengyueguan again!
Going around 81 is difficult, let's walk and see.

Life is unsatisfactory... insomnia or lovelorn...

I just urge you to come and have a cup of tea ~ talk about the mountains...

After drinking a lot of wine and bracing the boat, saying that this life will not dock.

Go to the ends of the earth and experience frustration all over the world!
Holding a sword in hand on this journey—a thousand sails by his side!

From time to time, looking back, Baiwei is the world...

From time to time, I also sleep late... wake up, eat more..."

"Good night."

The song is over.

This is the song that Ma Hongjun felt most suitable for her from her previous life.

As a saintess, as a prince, but still can't accomplish everything, and envy the world instead.

"Even though some of the words don't sound right...I know what you mean."

"It's a good sentence that Ferry falls in love with the deep mountains, and thin snow loves Wanlian. It's a good sentence that fate always picks and chooses and everything doesn't come true."

Qian Renxue suddenly picked up a jug of wine and flew out of the room, dancing on the tiles on the roof of the inn.

The crisp sound of jingling was the only accompaniment for this dance, and Ma Hongjun was the only audience for this dance.

"What a good one to grow cooking smoke on the eaves!"

"What a disappointment to be an early adopter!"

"Good one...don't ask for perfection!"

Ma Hongjun was also carrying a jug of wine, and would greet her from time to time.

They didn't know how long they had been drinking, how they got back to the room, how they fell asleep...

All I know is that when I woke up, it was already daylight.

The two were lying on the same bed.

Not an inch.

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Ma Hongjun: I x&#:/@-! ! !what's the situation!
(End of this chapter)