Chapter 679： Useless brothers mind (1/2)
Su Yourong ate with a big mouthful, while pinching the fleshy flesh on his waist, said in distress.
”Oh my God, here in Wet Tiger, the great luck of losing weight in this life will be lost, it is impossible to cut well!”
Lin Chou said funny,
”Oh, so you are losing weight?”
Su Yourong put down the spoon and stood up and jumped twice.
”Look at the wet tiger, look at it, look at it, the meat on the waist is about to fall off~”
While Wu Ke gobbled it up, he did not forget to raise his head to make a knife.
”Yeah, it fell off, and the nine-story waist tower also collapsed on this day.”
”Nine into the yao tower?”
Su Yourong looked at her waist and then at Wu Ke, suddenly comprehending.
The little girl almost cried out,
”Wet Tiger, he, he, he, this person is good or bad!”
In fact, Su Yourong's thin arms and legs are very thin. In addition, his white skin is more tender and uncomfortable. At most, he is still unavoidable at this age with some traces of baby fat, and his small face looks fleshy. In fact, It has nothing to do with the word fat.
”Bad, it's too bad.”
Lin Chou nodded, his face straightened,
”Dare to personally attack the boss's employees.”
Wu Ke hardened hard.
”Sucking...you, what are you doing!”
”No way, there is tolerance?”
”Well, I'm wet tiger~”
”Next time some big shots from the Institute of Scientific Research surnamed Wu don't have to tell me when they order. You know, I'm very busy, I can't be too busy.”
”Okay, okay!”
Wu Ke suddenly became empty.
”Don't, don't tell me, people are iron rice and steel. Don't eat a meal. Don't eat hungry. Brother Sorrow, you will lose me like this!”
There was a long laugh outside the door,
”Neither have it, how can I lose it~”
The speaker was Lord Shan, he approached the dining room,
”Hey, my grass, the woods, you said you ran and ran, and we wandered at sea for another night. The big waves are still safe for Mother Earth, and the mother of the sea is definitely a stepmother. Tsk, what good food is this? Well, give me a bowl too.”
Lin Chou glanced at him.
”I said Lord Shan, you have nothing else to do?”
Huang Dashan scratched his head,
”Cough, cough, cough, stay a few more days, anyway, if there is a foggy passage, you can go back anytime. Luan Shanyi comes to reach out for a meal and open his mouth. It's good, but I always feel a little less interesting. I look at the familiar old man here. Set out a mission to chat with them and beat them, this is life!”
”Let me tell you, Linzi, that life like Lafayette is really not for humans. I always stay in Luanshan and I feel like it is going to be rusted. It's better here, it's good here! But when they didn't come, Laozi still I can sneak around in the wilderness to find feelings, now...I can’t get out anyway, and it’s spring when I’m cured of my neurosis, and when I can drink--the mother is still talking about me. What is needed most now is self-cultivation, abstinence from alcohol, emmm...”
Lin Chou grasped the point at once.
”Eh? Abstinence-this is the reason why you can't leave, hahaha, but... I heard that Her Majesty the Queen has three thousand beauties in the harem. Your old man is so old that he can leave the palace without fear of someone. Take the opportunity to compete for favor?”
”I want to see, who dare?” Shan Ye's nose is not nose and eyes, not eyes, ”Cough cough, what, don't you know, those guys have been chopped long ago, and now the head of the grave is three feet high.”
Hey, he actually acquiesced to the word fight for favor!
”Who's grave head is three feet tall?” Sikong walked in wobblingly, his face pale and pale, ”I have to go into the soil for the next time I run like this, mmp, it is a wise choice not to go up to play when I buy a cruise ship. Hei Shenhai is really unfriendly to us.”
Lin Chou remembered something as if he walked to the door and waved, the shovel thrown in the sea stone flower growing area flew back in the fire and whistling.
”Next time you go to sea and want to return to the city quickly, you can carry the shovel and tie yourself up with a chain. You can get home in no more than two seconds at most.”
”...”
Sikong looked at the straight ”line of fire” that had not dissipated along the road when the shovel returned, and the muscles on his angry face were trembling. After ”getting home”, there would be no more ashes left.
”I said, you die to me!”