In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

Do you... like Loon...

She asked herself a little strangely in her heart.

Is this pure feeling love?I really hope that I can express my emotions well, at least before I set off.

"Speaking of which is the same, Luo Ang, did you like any girl from this family?"

He was patted on the back, listening to this half-joking question, but Luo An did not answer directly,

"I said you don't need to ask a few times if you know it."

"So it really is a girl from the Dalke family, and it sounds like a perfect match."

All the people in the group were praising and blessing, saying how suitable the two were.

It was precisely through these wine tastes that all the big things were said.Luo An's attention was not on these at all.

From time to time his eyes were placed on Jean Dalke.

It looks like the girl has something on her mind.

Is it because of revelation?

At this dinner, everyone was immersed in these joys. Only Loon and Jean Dalck had their own concerns.

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At the end of the meal, Luo An helped Uncle Jacques to take him back, and there was a smell of alcohol on his body, which made people dislike it.

It looks like he is drunk, and he can't continue to bathe and sleep.

When he was inside the house, Luo An took the lead to bring it up,

"Jian, just wait for me here, and go back together later."

"Ah."

Holding Uncle Jacques all the way to the floor, Luo An was relieved.

The weight of the other party is really not a joke.

And Uncle Jacques's own room is actually not much better.

The thin blanket on the ground looked dirty from sleep, but unfortunately it was just this one, there was no way to wash it off.

In such a place, it is even better to sleep in the haystack.

Pity the parents of the world.

Really good parents.

However, just when he was about to leave, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Uncle Jacques.

"Lon!"

The other party shouted a little loudly, obviously drinking crazy.

"It's there."

Uncle Jacques murmured twice, burped, and the smell of alcohol made Zou frown.

"Promise me, give me happiness! Take care of her for me! Only then can I give her to you with peace of mind!"

Hearing these words, Luo An's expression changed slightly, and then he eased his emotions,

"You don't need to say it, Uncle Jacques, I'm doing this right now. It's a pity that your dear Jean, even I don't know her choice."

"You all have to live well... It's very chaotic outside now."

After Uncle Jacques finished saying this, he closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep.

It was just such a short sentence, which made Luo An stand on the spot and think for a long time.

His hands were clenched, making his promise as a man.

I will, as long as I'm alive now, I won't let her tragedy happen.

After finishing the blanket for Uncle Jacques to prevent him from falling asleep and catching a cold, Lon also left.

All previous hesitations are now completely clear and purposeful.

He came here to change history, and he, Lon, would never agree to that happening anyway.

No matter what the future of the world or history will be like, he only wants this girl who has accompanied him for more than ten years to live well and live happily.

He is not a righteous person who kills relatives, and he will not choose that kind of path.Even if... in the end, the girl will hate him.

Nothing is more important than being alive.

It was because he became a doctor that he knew how precious life was. The big deal was that this time God gave him a chance to come back. He only lived for a girl. Just fine.

After leaving the door, let Dalke stand so quietly at the door, and when she heard the movement behind her, she turned around slowly.

The saints in history are the purest people, who have no love or marriage.

In fact, no matter which of these two points, Luo An can directly veto the identity of the other party as long as he does it.

It's just that he knows that making Darke's feelings for him is more complicated than love.