Chapter 77 (2/2)

”My braised meat is still stewing...”

By Anan a stare, Xiangyi sighed, ”good, good, I listen to you.”

…

Living room.

The game has been played for several games.

If Bai Ruo feels like a dream, she can play games with such two excellent men.

She's technical, but smog and shisui don't seem to dislike her.

Smog would hold a gun in front of her, always jumping around and aiming at her suddenly.

Every time when Sui will find a small corner, low voice magnetic, gentle let her hide in it.

However, the painting style of bullet screen is as follows:

- [ha ha ha, smog is really irritable. I felt that he wanted to shoot Bai Ruo for several times.

- [Shi Yingdi is worthy of praising the delicious acting skills of the world for all the rotten rice. He even talks to Bai Ruo in a calm tone, so that she can hide without dragging her legs.

- [he Calm ghost, you can pay attention to the details of his hands, touch his trouser pocket several times, it is estimated that he is addicted to smoking

Where is the vase spirit? How long does it take to tie your hair? Come and cook quickly. It's time to collect the juice for the braised pork.

the bullet screen just floated past, and the door of the appropriate bedroom opened.

The comment area, which was just in a mess, seemed to be emptied in an instant.

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to say that Jiageng must be a duck!

There is another shift, which will be late ~

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