"Three little, or We'll keep him? " Feng Chenglin scratched his head and looked a little embarrassed.
"What are you doing here? Share the meal with you Ling Luoyu's white eye: "I think you just remember to eat or not to fight! You forget, this guy tried to kill us just now
Feng Chenglin's expression suddenly froze: "really I forgot... "
Zhao province quickly waved his hand: "no, no, no, I'm sincere. As you can see, I don't have to deal with such a group of dead people Die together, right? I still want to live the rest of my life! If... "
"You can live the rest of your life here too!" Ling Luoyu squinted: "as long as you want, we can keep your body after you hang up, so that God can see his confidant disciple again and refine him into a puppet! I think that when you are alive, you are the God's man. If you die, it's just right to be his ghost... "
Zhao Province:
"San Shao..." Feng Chenglin was a little coquettish and shook twice: "I think the value of this guy's life is greater than that of his death. Why don't we leave him behind As the saying goes, this cow dung can still cover the wall! Maybe when he can play the role of cow dung! "
“…… Fat man, do you dare to say more disgusting? "
Can you change the metaphor?
This metaphor is disgusting too!
Those who speak don't feel that the diaphragm should be human, but those who listen feel that it is incomparable.
The more she thought about it, the more nausea she felt in her chest.
"Er..."
Ling Luoyu's sudden retching sound makes Feng Chenglin feel a little confused --
San Shao, is this too deep into the play?!
It's disgusting to say it's disgusting!
He also pretended to vomit.
Ouch, look at it. That little face turned white in an instant, as if it was really like that.
However, the next second, he suddenly thought of something, rushed to Ling Luoyu in front of, left and right up and down her son carefully looked at several times.
Ling Luoyu was seen inexplicably a little guilty, subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth: "dead fat man, you What do you think I do? "
"No San Shao, you You won't be that What's the matter Feng Chenglin also makes eyes, has to use the hand to draw, but Leng is not to say why.