A group of hypocrites died, and even the bodies were not found. "

Du Heng was silent, he thought, this person should be very important to Fenggui, right?

At this time, Feng Gui's hand had a flash of inspiration, and the melon seeds flew neatly into a bamboo sieve in the courtyard.The melon seeds made a crackling sound with warmth, and Du Heng smelled the smell of fried melon seeds that he smelled in his hometown.

Feng Gui squinted his eyes with his hands in his hands: "Okay, can you see if it's done?"

Du Heng gave Feng Gui a thumbs up: "You smell it, it must be familiar! Feng Gui, you are so amazing!"

Feng Gui flicked his hair, and he tugged and said: "There is no one else, but you are familiar with it. What else do you want to fry?"

Du Heng dragged out a bag of peanuts: "Hehehe..."

Some people help, why not do it?

The author has something to say: Chonghua: I can't see what the hell the three great demon gods have become.Feng Jun fried melon seeds and Long Jun turned his intestines, hey... If their fans see it, they will cry bitterly.

Jing Nan: You know what a fart, no matter how awesome an idol is, he will shit and fart.

Chonghua: ...I'm disillusioned.

Present a smiling doggerel.

Xiaoxiao: It’s like a day to hoe crops, Xiaoxiao’s heart is bitter, Uncle fried melon seeds, Yun Zheng stared at me.Hengpi: You can't even run away.

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