Chapter 224： Take my out and spit it out (4) (2/2)

”Monsoon smoke! You don't have to take a shot! What are you...” The season's love can't believe it, the courage of the monsoon smoke is so big.

Did the monsoon smoke dare to let her move out of the yard?

Why?

Seasonal love still wants to say something, the side of the season brown eyes look wrong, rushed forward to stop the violent season of love, then smiled and looked at the monsoon flue: ”wind, you are why?” I have lived here for so many years, and you suddenly let her move away. This is a bit too unreasonable. If you let your little aunt know, I am afraid to blame us for treating her daughter.”

The monsoon smoke looked at the appearance of a good old man in the season, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit more ironic.

”Second, how old was it when I moved out from here?”

The problem of seasonal brown being monsoon smoke is a stiff one.

When the monsoon smoke was forced to move out of the yard, it was only a few years old.

”This is the place that my father and my mother left for me. My father just went to the battlefield for a few years. You just let me move out, empty all the room, give it to the season, let her live near.” Ten years, can you say... you are not afraid that my father will climb out of **** and blame you for treating his daughter?” The monsoon smokes staringly at the eyes of the season brown.

The seasons are the golden branches, and the original facts are retreated.

It is a pity that she can speak as well as the original owner.

If the monsoon smokes, the seasons that are asked are dull and speechless, and the face becomes pale.