Chapter 818： It’s all an illusion (Thank you for waiting for the kiss, so cute, (づ￣3￣)づ) (1/2)
Academician Lao Hu took out his laptop and cracked down everything, and shamelessly asked Wei Qingyu to ”contribute” the White Horse Arrow for a period of time, so that the research institute could conduct a full set of analysis and testing.
Baimajian twisted himself into an S shape and then into a B shape after Wei Qingyu for a while. He didn't catch a cold with the salivating expressions of Lao Hu and Blast Furnace. Whoever dared to stretch his paw would just pull it back unceremoniously. The spirituality is amazing. .
Su Yourong and Wei Qingyu were talking very intimately,
”Wow... it's amazing...”
Wei Qingyu scratched Su Yourong's nose and smiled without saying a word.
Lin Chou suddenly felt that this ”laughing but not speaking” expression seemed to resemble the ”maternal glory” that often appeared in the novels in memory, the kind that was very loving.
Wei Tianxing dangled his big belly one step at a time and leaned toward him.
”forest...”
Lin Chou stretched out a finger,
”Don't ask, Miaolongtang is coming next month.”
”...”
The fat man is a bit embarrassed, uh, the old man writes everything on his face? Is it so easy to be seen?
He was very pleased to pat Lin's shoulder,
”Boy, you have a heart, you really have a heart. From now on, who dares to touch half of your hair, Fatty, I will chase him to the end of the world, and dig out the ashes of his eighteenth generation ancestors to crush your hairs— —Fatman, I’m so touched, woooo...it’s...it’s literally...first Qingyu and then Fatty me...huh???”
Sack of balls!
Wei Tianxing was shocked, shocked and shocked.
”Wucao, don't you... have any weird thoughts? Hastily... I can tell you that although Fatty I really like you, but absolutely not! There is a cold girl Isn’t that enough? Don’t be too greedy! Of course, if you can manage Prince Leng’s old...people, I can’t just turn one eye and close one eye...”
Lin Chou: ”???”
At this time, the corner of Wei Qingyu's eyes just swept across the center of the two, Fatty and Lin Chou at the same time had their backs cold and scalp numb.
”Ahaha, the weather is so good today~”
”The clear sky, the sun is shining through my forty-five degrees, and my sadness is bright hahaha...”
After Lin Chou said this, he squeezed out a few words from his teeth in a very low voice.
”Fat man, your imagination is really rich enough. There are always people who want to marry me... ah no, there are always people who want to marry my little public, right-really, if you don’t tonight I was beaten up by Sister Qing Yu, and I will give you your last name.”
Wei Tianxing's face is mmp-from today, Fat Master, I want to practice a closed mantra, don't stop me!
The other people left soon, they were all busy people. Mingguang still had a lot of things to wait for them to make up their minds. Only Leng Hanwei Qingyu and the high-speed rail that were obstructing their eyes were left behind.
The high-speed rail held a card very reservedly,
”Tomahawk steak, sea stone cauliflower custard, salt-baked chicken, toothy wolf sashimi... Forget it, as long as I can eat it, I will have one.”
He suddenly laughed,
”Wow khaka ka... I was going to eat with Grandpa, now it's all mine! Wonderful!”
Wei Qingyu looked at him,
”Young man, your thoughts are very dangerous. Your grandfather knows it. I'm afraid he will carry a big hammer to push you from Lushan to Zhengximen~”
The high-speed rail smile gradually disappeared,
”No no, my grandpa is actually very good.”
The corners of Wei Qingyu's lips slightly provoked and ignored him.
”Yourong, how's your time here?”
Su Yourong said joyfully,
”Very good, Sister Shihu and Chizhi are kind to me~”
Seeing Lin Chou turned to the kitchen to prepare high-speed rail meals, Su Yourong whispered,
”Wet Tiger always treats me as a child, and rubs my head, hum!”
Leng Han smiled.
Wei Qingyu directly knocked Su Yourong's brain and knocked on Leng Han's chestnut again.
Leng Han glared at Su Yourong's grievance.
Wei Qingyu hates that iron cannot be made into steel,
”Two silly girls! Shouldn't the giantess be divided into a hostile camp? It's really hopeless to be able to laugh out of it...”
Leng Han was taken aback, his expression disdainful, and he touched the extremely dense metal hidden in his sleeve.
”She couldn't beat me before, now, huh...”
Wei Qingyu was speechless.
”If a fight can grab a man, what else do you have to do with your breasts---Bah, what the **** is the old lady talking about!”
Su Yourong pinched her small chin, her slender fingers and frown tightly, with a melancholy expression.
”But Sister Chizhi's **** are really big... Wet Tiger calls her Big Breast Sister... I... I'm miserable...”
After speaking, he looked down at his chest, his head down in despair.
Wei Qingyu gritted his teeth and muttered,
”She's also called breasts... just hang two watermelons on it...”
Pat Su Yourong's head,