So you’re going to give up
Giving up Kirin suddenly broke his lip and a smile evoked Mo Xie’s jaw and shouted at him. It was impossible. That was the first time he met a woman. At first sight, he felt that a special woman had repeatedly given up the name of Dragon Seven and became a little puss-head.
Can your confidence compete with mine?
Mo Xie rubbed his temples and asked him a question that has been recognized as regular. Mo Xie in the Dragon Palace is always more effective than Kirin in seducing women.
I am better than brazen shame, but I may not lose than a dress.
Hahaha, then try it.
Mo Xie doesn’t mind that one more competitor may be more interesting to him, and it’s better to get it from Kirin than from Cass.
You’re not playing games
Kirin suddenly asked
oh
Then I’ll make a bet. Kirin suddenly suggested that evil spirits in the brow are brewing to deal with the challenge. Mo Xie reached out with five fingers. Kirin high-fived the bet. If I win, I want Kirin. You autograph a thousand blessing couplets for my prey.
You are really a demon.
It’s really obvious to all that the brothers are not light. Rao Qilin paused for a moment, and the sleeves of the gold shirt are chic. If you lose, it’s not difficult for me. Brother Wang will pick all the flowers in your precious flower bed and let him wear your head like him. He must be fascinated by the Dragon Palace.
hahaha
Mo Xie smiled and raised her eyebrows to reach a consensus and put her palm back into the rose bedding. If Cass robbed her, we would all lose.
Complete laparotomy
Kirin jokingly suggested.
I won’t let him win again. I won’t let him lose the second time. If he really loses, he will let him and her disappear together and be buried with his little maid.
Go upstairs and end up with a teacup, brew a cup of Tieguanyin, smile and smile, and prepare to hand her noble heroic names such as Eun Gong Kirin and Kirin Kirin.
Korea curled her little smile and picked up the small teacup. Just as she was about to walk, she tripped and fell down, and a dog grabbed her. Very embarrassed, hot tea drenched the ground and stained her dress. Korea staggered up from the ground and just wanted to break and scold her. Then she came to Cass’s deep and hoarse negative anger words. Uncle Slave didn’t ask you to salute you. Do a ghost ceremony.
it’s you
Korea curled her face and slapped her skirt with tea. She frowned and made tea carefully. She was completely destroyed and her face was flushed.
Cook porridge for him in the morning, and he can relieve it. But this supercilious look lang is still fierce to her without improvement. He has no good face. I should have known that croton in porridge told him to run to the toilet and collapse.
It’s not Chinese New Year, and you don’t have a red envelope when you salute.
Cass cold hum a.
Hold up the hip flask and pour the liquor down your throat. The liquor is dripping all over your jaw.
His drinking posture is very natural and unrestrained and heroic, but mixed with so much melancholy and a trace of resentment, his refined and handsome face is cold. As soon as he spoke in the morning, Cass felt regret and drank wine. Damn it, what the hell is he doing? She can’t live without half a piece of meat for a day, but he can’t get through her door. He is full of sadness. She is not a little girl. He will mind that she is not a little girl.
Wandering shame
Coquettish Pikas gave her an ugly name. Angry at Han’s crooked mouth cramps, her good mood was destroyed when she saw Kirin. She realized that this guy was born to be her nemesis, and she came to destroy her. No, she couldn’t pass. He couldn’t live without being lazy. As soon as you spoke, I was angry at me for making tea. No, you didn’t talk nonsense. A bunch of Han’s crooked fingers brushed his shoulder and made a cup of tea. When he just jumped on the end, Cass kicked the teacup and smashed his boots.
You want to die
Han Waiwai’s mouth is not outspoken.
How dare you quote famous people?
This is his famous sentence.
Cass picked up the hip flask and stopped her from trying to deliver tea. She didn’t look at the door, but she was full of annoyance.
What do you want? I’ll make tea with you. You can’t pass me again. I’ll hit you with a chair, you hateful bastard.
Don’t want what?
Cass turned a deaf ear to her anger with a cold scowl, cocked his legs at Korea and ordered me to clean my boots.
What did you say?
It’s okay to lick it clean. Cass said in a tone that can make people collapse and spurt blood. Really Han’s eyes are almost concave, and his hands unconsciously pick up a wooden chair and go to Cass’s side. It’s so irritating to give him a slap. It’s tolerable. It’s not that she’s cruel, it’s that he owes it.
Don’t you dare film me.