Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

However, even if the reaction was sensitive, but the explosives brought the power together, the rags of his clothes were blown up, and the black cloth wrapped in his head was fried into noodles, flying in the wind.

At this point, the black man squatted on his body, and they all smoked thick black smoke. The inside of the fried coke was not oily or greasy. The image was like a bunch of roasted fat pigs.

Qian Duodu patted the dingy paws and ran under the eaves. He pointed to the black man who was blown into the bunker. He laughed three times: "Ha ha, it really is a slap/squat old change/state, even squats/trousers. It's all red!"

The black man quickly turned and looked at his back. The fat buttocks were all blown up with a crack. The big red coat fell out of the ball and shook the black smoke.

The smile on his face was so stiff!

Without saying anything, I licked my **** directly, rubbed my face with one hand, and limped off the eaves, urinating!

"Wang, do you need to chase?" Cold Iron asked a step forward.

Long Muzhen bowed his head and picked up the shattered wire fishing net. After pondering for a moment, he said, "No, let's go to rest. If the king did not guess wrong, he will not come later."

He has such a confident tone, as if he is the locust in the belly of the black man, and he knows his words and deeds clearly.

After the guards heard the instructions of Long Muzhen, they all retired from Dongyuan.

"Hey, fourteen, how do you let him run, why don't you chase him!" The money blossomed everywhere in the same place.

The little explosive on her is the last one, specifically designed to deal with this flower thief.

Unexpectedly, he would have to seize him when he saw it, and Long Muzhen ordered him to be released from the palace.

Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky, very angry, unfortunately, when he returned to the dormitory, he still grinned and smashed the broken wire fishing net.

"Dragon XIV, you said, do you know the old pervert, he is your cognac or uncle, why are you helping him secretly, not letting me catch him?"

Long Muzhen looked at the little face of Xiaojiao’s wife and drummed like a small steamed buns. She reached out and pinched her flesh and smiled. “Duo, what are you talking about, how can the king know him, let alone secret help? He is."

Qian Duoduo squinted his head and his eyes were suspicious: "Really? Are you sure that you are not a group, want to plot against my mother?"

"Really!" Long Muzhen swears to the lamp without hesitation, looking down at Xiaojiao’s wife and seems to believe it. He added a sentence: "You think about it, this king is a top-ranking, bright and regent regent, how could Was the thief/sneak mad who was wearing red underwear and swearing/trivial and changing? Is it a group?"

"This king does not chase him. He is afraid that he will have a party with him. When he leaves the king, he will take you away. Isn’t this Wang Hao’s plan to adjust his tiger to the mountains?"

"Now is the key moment. Before you are sent to the palace and handed over to the third child, the king is absolutely inseparable from protecting you!"

In the end, Qian Duo Duo is a woman. When she was sung by a few words of rhetoric, she smashed the past, and her heart was like the sweetness of honey.

However, Duo Duo is more proud, and leans on his chin. He is pretending to be a kind of dislike: "Let you believe this time - but you also have a reason to say that the outer corner of your face is dug to the side of the donkey. The man who is cheeky and cross-cutting, how can he know that just like that, he will only steal chickens and touch dogs, cover his face in the middle of the night, and peek at the old changes of women!"